World of Low'verok

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Kulgore nods at the air genasi, faning out her wings.*

"And I you. What may I call you?," she asks. After hearing introdutions, she ventures a question, "You spoke of the lizardfolk. What has passed with them?"

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*After hearing of Skord's predations on those who worshipped him, Kulgore hangs her head.*

"It is a sad day for them, but they will no longer have to worry. It is well that you were able to take care of my Ancestor, for he would not have stopped on his own. As you were the ones that slew him, the rights of treasure belong to you. I only reserve the right to the Scepter of the Dragoneye, the symbol of my bloodline," she says, giving you a nod. She'll then lead you back into the cave.

*Going farther back, and lighting a torch, you can see a large mound of treasure, from coins to weapons, armor to gems, it gleams softly in the light. After gathering it up, minus the Scepter, a creation of gold decorated with black dragon scales, it totals as follows:

~5,320 gp
~2,045sp
~3,892cp
~a 500gp diamond
~a 200gp emerald
~a 300gp silver pearl
~a wand marked with a symbol of acid
~an electrum scroll case inlaid with jade that contains two scrolls, one of mage armor and the other of dispel magic
~an exquisitely carved ivory statue about six inches tall, of a gowned young woman bearing a basket of roses, the roses made of carved garnets
~a mask of carved jade in an elegant fish face
~a lovely golden ring bearing the sun disk of Pelor
~a dagger with a black hilt, bearing a black opal as a pommel, marked with the symbol of Kelemvor, the god of the dead
~what seems to be a sleeping white dove, sealed in a box of glass

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Elexia stares at the dove for a moment and then concentrates on a psalm of seeing. she opens her eyes and can detect the magical influances in the objects (detect magic)

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The dove in the box, the mask, dagger, wand, and scrolls are all magical. The mask seems to be transmutation, the dove is enchantment, the dagger is transmutation, the wand is conjuration, and the two scrolls are transmutation (mage armor) and abjuration (dispel magic).*

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"My friends? Do any of you have a spell for identifying ensocerceraled objects? This dove is intriguing to me." Elexia says. The white mother sits on a pile of thatch she has pulled from outside to keep the last few square inches of her clothing clean. She looks at those in her care and thanks Alnaria that everyone is well and alive after a run in with an insane dragon.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"I will be able to aid you in discovering what these items do. But please, let us return to the lizardfolk village. I must tender apologies for my Ancestor," Kulgore rumbles.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*After a fair bit of walking, the somewhat battered party returns to Hisk's village. Your return is greated with a great deal of joyful hoots, hisses, and howls from the villagers. Kulgore quietly steps forward and holds out her hands in a gesture of silence, and the lizardfolk fall quiet.*

"I apologize for my Ancestor, he had been driven mad by strange visions, and did not know what he was doing. These brave adventurers were able to put an end to his madness and sickness, as well as free me from my prison," she says, gesturing to the party.

*The lizardfolk smile, and within a remarkably short period of time, there is a small feast in full swing in the village. It's not a great deal of variety, but what there is of it is tasty. Roasted fish, tasty mushrooms, odd sweet concoctions of swamp plants and flowers, nuts, and a variety of fruits. A couple lizardfolk take out drums made from giant turtles and begin to play complex rhythms for everyone to dance to.*

*Later in the evening, Hisk pulls you all aside to one of the larger huts. Inside is a tall, well-formed lizardman. He has light green scales and brilliant yellow eyes. He wears a traveling harness with quivers and a bow on his back, a club at his belt, a dragonhide buckler on his arm, a greataxe in one hand and a shortspear in the other.*

"You have done ssso much for usss, you have put usss in your lifedebt. Draxiksusss hasss agreed to go with you, to pay the debt we owe you. He isss a fine warrior, and will do well to guard you and aid you in your quessst," Hisk says, gesturing to the lizardman.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Elexia hugs Hisk and says, "I think you for stopping me my friend. I would have been a much lesser person if I had not met you." Her eyes tear a bit. and she releases the old reptile. "As for you Draxicus, I am Elexia of the white motherhood of Alnaria. I am pleased to make your aquaintance."

 

[Graywolf-ELM]

Draxiksus nods to Hisk and drops into a deep bow seemingly impossible, but with the balance of his tail it looks courtly.
"White Mother, you may call me Draxss. I am in sservicsse to you asss honor demandsss. You have my thanksss for sssaving many in my tribe. It isss my ssshame that I wasss away hunting when the tribe wasss attacked. My ssskillsss sssuch asss they are; are yoursss to command."
Upon saying this, Draxiksus kneels before Elexia.

 

[Guest 11456]

Gaoi Gustwig : Air Genasi Wizard 3

The young genasi marvels at the evenings festivities and enjoys the hospitality of the lizard folk.

Later, when Hisk pulls them aside and introduces them to Draxiksus, Gaoi simply nods to the newcomer. Then he turns to the others.

"I guess we need to deliver those herbs. We best get an early start in the morning. Hisk! Thank you for your tribe's hospitality. Where might we sleep for the night?"