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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DM-Rocco" data-source="post: 1681306" data-attributes="member: 14451">Session 6 Module In the AbyssNew character enters the mix:Stonecracker boulderwacker, Dwarven paladin/dwarven Defender and his Halbred: Lawbringer - Lawbringer is intelligent and the weapon is unique as it has a hammer on one end, flip it over and it acts as an axe and it also has a spear point so the wielder can do any of the three types of damage. *     *     * “Hail to you yon adventures,” exclaimed Stonecracker Boulderwhacker, ”what brings a Githyanki and his odd mix of companions to the depths of the Abyss?” Out of the rust red mists of the Abyss stepped a stocky figure of a man, barrel chested, yet obviously well muscled; he strolled with ease through the thick sands of the Abyss. Armored from head to toe in finely crafted, glistening gleaming plate armor that proudly bared the gauntlet fist of Helm on his breastplate, and all manner of sheaths and straps held various hammers and axes for every occasion. The dwarven knight walked with an air of confidence, secure in his own ability to smite the forces of evil.“I see that you bear the burden of Helm,” said Khael, ”we are on a hunting mission to retrieve a piece of lost property, what brings you to such an inhospitable place.”“I am Stonecracker Boulderwhacker, and I was drinking to the conquests of Helm when a evil cleric of Cyric ambushed me and the next thing a knew, I awoke on the abyss. Luckily I still had my trusted pig sticker,” said Stonecracker Boulderwhacker as he pat his faithful halberd. The wicked weapon was imposing indeed, one end had a curved blade of an axe with a keen edge and the opposing side bared a heavy hammer while the center of the weapon held a large spike. The polished wooden handle glowed slightly with every swing as the blade of the weapon sang a song of war with every slash, thrust and impact of the mighty weapon. “For a score of nights plus three I have wondered the abyss, slaying man and beast and demon alike. Were it not for the lack of food and drink in this gloom of doom I think I should find this plane a home for a while, while I teach the bidding of Helm to all who ask and deliver his judgment on those that don’t. Say young whelps, what property is it that you said you seek and per chance do you have a wheel of cheese and a draft of ale, I am a bit parched and lacking of food. I am a light eater, as are all dwarfs you know.”“We didn’t say what we are looking for and it is none of your concern,” snapped Thalus with a sneer at the dwarf. He obviously didn’t believe that the dwarf was a light eater, he knew to many dwarves in his days.“Thalus, hold your tongue, do you know no pity or compassion. Here brave dwarf, have some cheese, I have plenty. Gren, some ale for our new friend, for I am a cleric of Pelor the Sun God and I recognize a brother when I see one.”“I am Gren, a treasure hunter and seeker of fortune and these are my companions, Thalus the good hearted Drow elf, a wizard of great power, Delvin a half fire elemental who has been trained in both the arts of wizardry and warrior, Thorin, a Githyanki psionic warrior and hunter of illithids and our ever friendly and cheerful cleric Khael whom you have just meet. We are in search of a ship, we can confer no other information than that as we don’t even know what it looks like but has been described as having the looks of nothing we have ever seen before.”Stonecracker Boulderwhacker Accepted the bread and cheese and ale from the group of stout hearted adventures and listened intently to the introductions. At the mention of the ship his jaw dropped and apiece of cheese fell from his mouth and landed in his beard, a look of horror filled his now pale skin. He regained his composure and, being a dwarf and not wanting to waste the precious meal, folded his beard to his mouth and ate the cheese from the braided beard and wiped the corners of his parched lips with the ends of his beard.“I think I have seen your ship, bigger than anything I have ever seen it was. The construct had to be at least 300 feet long, probably longer. It was maybe 80 or 100 feet wide and at least 100 feet tall. They’re where two heads, one facing forward, the other to the rear. Each head was a colossal face as wide and as tall as the ship. They both had glassy eyes, protruding noses, and gaping mouths full of teeth the size of tavern doors. Not the small tavern doors of the human city folks, but the great tavern doors of the great dwarven bars. I have seen the ship you seek several leagues behind me and I know it is the object which you seek as I have never seen such a thing in all my long hard three years in the dwarves navy.”The party stood in silence, unable to decide which it believed less, the description of the ship, the fact that the dwarf had survived out in the hostile environment of the Abyss or that there really was a dwarves navy.“If you will have us, come and join us. You seem to know the ways of the Abyss and have knowledge in which we seek, we on the other hand, can offer you food, ale and the chance to smite evil, what say you, will you join our merry band,” offered Gren, with an out stretched hand.“If I will have you, if you will have me it should be said. If you are on the side of the righteous and will honor my beliefs as your own than a friend and companion you have found. Follow me my young lads and I shall show you to this ship you seek. Say now cleric of Pelor, what other kinds of wondrous food stocks do you hold in the backpack of yours.”“ So, a dwarven navy?” Inquired Khael as he absentmindedly passed another hunk of cheese to the stout dwarf.“Oh, a glorious navy it is too, the dwarves invented the navy you know. We are as natural swimmers as we are runners you know. Let me share the tale with you over a flagon of ale and perhaps later I shall tell you of the five years I spent in the dwarven air force.”Khael extended his drinking flask as his jaw hit the floor.  From the journal of Stonecracker BoulderwhackerToday I have met a hardy group of adventures and have agreed to show them to the ship of chaos. We traveled many leagues to reach the city of raazorforge where the ship was anchored. First a most perplexing riddle of a beggar who only moaned for food. The beggar was actually an illusion created by a creature known as a cranium rat. One cranium rat is pretty much just like a normal rat, save their great size, however, should many gather together in one area they have the uncanny ability to create illusions and attack as one with bolts of pure energy. We struggled slightly with these creatures before they dispersed. After collecting our wits we moved on and encountered a band of adventures who where in the same situation as myself, a terrible aliment that gnaws on your insides and consumes your every moment of existence until you wish that you where dead, the bane of all dwarven kin - they suffered from hunger and thirst.They too had encountered the cranium rats and had driven them off but in their case the rats gathered and returned later at night and stole their food. It broke my heart to give them food as my own appetite was not yet quenched but luckily for me they passed on the remains of the roasted rat that I had left, tastes like chicken you know. We gathered some valuable information and parted as friends. Perhaps we shall meet again down the road.A few leagues further brought us to the lakes of molten iron. Here we witnessed an effreeti being chased by a pack of wild Varrangoin, terrible blood sucking, and winged bat like creatures with skulls for heads. The Varrangoin drove off the effreeti and that is when a Glabrezu named G’oud’neejh haled our party and asked to parley with us. The conversation was mostly one sided and we talked our way out of any potential conflict. We left on good parting terms with him giving us five diamonds, each worth five hundred gold galleons and a coin engraved with his name on the back. He said we could use it to summon him if ever we need his help. After much debate Thalus gave the coin to his bat and ordered him to take the coin and throw it into a ravine.Delvin, a fairly skilled metal smith, though not by dwarven standards, used this pause in our adventures to gather some of the molten metal from the lake to use for further development into arms and armor.Finally we reached the city of raazorforge and were approached by a beautiful woman dressed in tattered wizard robes. She confessed to being lost in the abyss and seeks a way to get back home. After much debate we agreed to accept her into our fold but only if she would relinquish her spell components to us as a safety measure. She agreed, but only if I were the one to hold the spells components and only if I would swear to keep her from harm of any kind. Being a paladin of Helm, I could not refuse such a charge and readily agreed.We boarded the ship in thanks to Sharazar, the fore mentioned mage. She used a spell to teleport the whole of the party on to the deck of the ship. It seemed to misfire though because we landed in the brig. We would later come to find out that the only place you can teleport to on the ship was the brig as it was a safe guard against others teleporting straight on the ship or the navigation room. In the brig we met a man named Hugh and he is crazy, that is what the others called him, but I can never tell, the temperament of humans seems all the same to me. He did keep referring to the two dead tied bodies, and the one that was still alive, as razor vine and also kept feeling everyone’s head to see if we had fevers. Regardless, I decided to rush him and knock him out but the slave girl, falcate, drew a hidden dagger and killed him with one swift blow to the back. We eventually tied and gagged her and questioned the other for information. His name was Curly, and had he not of stunk of evil we would have freed him and brought him into our fold, as it was, we gathered what information we could and then squeezed through the bars, or rib cage of the ship. We explored the holding room of the ship. Obviously the ship must still be preparing to take on a crew, as much of the ship was still empty. However, we did find a ballista room filled with Dretches who manned the weapons against any who should take the ship from the out side. Unfortunately for them I am skilled on sticking them with pig sticker from the inside and made short work of them. We made our way back to the main hold and contemplated how to get through the only entrance to the other areas of the ship - through the giant hole in the ceiling of the ship.</blockquote>

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