The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter IV

[Jarval]

At the others' concern, she shakes her head roughly. "I will heal well enough with this magic, but the naga--she had no chance, no choice. By all that is holy, I wish I had not lost myself. She deserved an offer of redemption." Her eyes hold a look of bleak contemplation as she stands and follows the others.

"She deserved no such chance." Andreas disagrees with Chastity. "She'd have shown none of us mercy if we'd all succumbed to her first spell, and she'd have happily let me drown. Speaking of which, thanks for keeping me out of the water, and out of the whirlpool. It's much appreciated." He smiles warmly at his companions.

"Anyway, don't worry about it. You've probably saved tens or hundreds of lives by killing that naga." He pats Chastity on the shoulder, then makes his way towards the western passage.

 

[Verbatim]

Returning the wand to the bag on his waist, Ayden paused for a moment before returning the short sword there as well. While he would be the first to admit that his martial skills were not the strongest, he knew that if it came down to it, he could use the sword enough to get by.

~But would that be enough to help those I travel with?~

Securing it around his waist for the time being, Ayden offered Chasity his hand, but was not surprised when the knight stood on her own power.

~Surely Torm must be proud of that one...~

"Remember that Naamani warned us of her sister's ill will, as well as the fact that I believe that Applebottom knew of Tyrinth's existance and was using that to his advantage in trying to destroy the Broken Axe Clan. I think all will agree that we did a great service to the city above this day."

Pulling out his last two sunrods, Ayden lit them and passed them out to the others.

"These should be sufficient for the time being. Now let us follow the others and find out what other secrets this place holds."

 

[kirinke]

Teleri nods, sheathing her blade, sorry she didn't have a chance to use it. It seems that I have been living the old 'elves are good archers and poor socialites' cliche. she thought to herself. Elilenae, my old teacher, I will not dishonor your teachings. I will not rely on any one weapon too much, for they will become a crutch, as you once taught me.

"Well then, perhaps we should see if the naga has kept a few sacrifices around for whatever dark pleasures she indulged herself. Mayhap we can free them," she added thoughtfully and looked at Dunstand.

"Dunstand, we all have a part to play. My mother used to say that her group's theif kept them alive more often than not by disarming traps that might have killed them all because they lacked the skills or the spells to detect it," she offered. "And you did prove yourself during the fight. You stayed and fought with us as best as you could and did not flee when you had the chance. So, you must have some bit of honor under that sneakiness," she said, grinning broadly as she teased him gently.

 

[Majin]

(Exploring the western passage)

Debris clings to the edges of this cave. The floor is strewn with broken bones, many of them humanoid. There also appears to be a large circle of rocks in the east corner, but water distortions make it difficult to see.

Upon closer inspection the circle of stones looks to be a sort of nest. Four small naga eggs sit nestled within the circle.

 

[kirinke]

Teleri looks at the eggs with some dislike. A part of her wanted to smash the eggs to bits, but the other, saner and stronger part prevailed. "She could have killed me or worse than a simply dominating me," she sighed to herself.
"Innocent lives."

"We have to take these to Naamani, she would be the best one to decide their fate. After all, they are probably her relatives if Tyrinth laid them." she looked at the others, the struggle to do what was right clear in both her expression and voice.

 

[Verbatim]

Approaching behind Teleri, Ayden and Drogo examine the eggs the elvish warrior-priestess' words mirrored Ayden's thoughts.

"I was thinking the same thing, but I believe we should move quickly, as we do not know if Tyrinth has taken a mate or if she simply has company from time to time."

Reaching into the bag, Ayden withdrew the magical cloak that Andreas had placed within.

~Please let the enchantment of the bag also keep the eggs safe...~

Working quickly, Ayden wrapped the four eggs in the cloak and secured it as best he could before returning the bundle into the bag and looking to his companions once more.

"Master Dunstand, if you would do us the honors..."

 

[Velmont]

Sielwoodan looks at Dunstand.

"For light, at last resort, I can cast some, but they won't last very long, about ten minutes each, and that's if I don't fail my casting because of my armor, which is a bit clumsy for such spell. But I can cast many of them.

And an arrow in the heart is better than a dagger in the back, as the arrow can hit long before the sword or the dagger."

He follow the group and when he looks at Ayden putting the eggs in the bag, he ask:

"Why do you keep the eggs, Ayden. Wouldn't be wiser to simply get rid of it? I know it is a bit simple, but I doubt we can do anything good from those eggs."

 

[Majin]

Dunstand is unable to find anything more in here, so leaving one last passage to explore in the caverns (The southern one), the party makes their way there.

The water here is shallower, only 2 feet deep. Piled high enough to clear the waterline in places are a number of bones in various stages of decay. Also there is no doubt this was Tyrinth's treasure chamber. Piles of gold and silver litter the higher, dry portions of the room. Leaning against a wall is an intricately carved composite longbow, along with a sparkling, gem-encrusted warhammer. Wrapped around the handle of the warhammer is a silver pendant with sapphire gemstones, hanging from a long silver chain.

Hanging from shackles on the wall is a skeleton long since decayed, save for a set of leather armor it is dressed in.

Stuck in the center of a pile of gold stands an extraordinarily crafted longsword. To those with an eye for precious metals it is evident this blade must be crafted from the finest dwarven mithral. Teleri's eyes fix themselves onto the blade. She doesn't know why she's so drawn to it, but she knows she must have that sword!

 

[Manzanita]

Drogo

"Yes. We must return these eggs to the other naga. We cannot raise them ourselves, and cannot simply destroy them, for they are not inherently evil. Only another naga can care for them." Drogo feels the hair on the back of his neck raise. "I do worry about who the father is..."

"I wonder where all this treasure came from? Surely not from Orchard meadows. We would have heard if such things were missing."

OOC: What size is the leather armor?

 

[Majin]

OoC: It appears medium sized, but remember my rule with magic items. In order to give the party more flexibility with who gets what and to keep it as fair as possible any magic item you come across that is size-dependant in nature with a normal version of itself, will just conform to fit the wielder or wearer.