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Nov 15, 2018 10:29:58 GMT -5
Post by Chris on Nov 15, 2018 10:29:58 GMT -5
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Nov 29, 2018 14:22:38 GMT -5
Post by Chris on Nov 29, 2018 14:22:38 GMT -5
Winter in Waterdeep A Friend in Need Tavern Brawl Troll and Friends Meeting Volo What happened that night? Finding FloonBlood on the Streets Searching the Dock Ward Old Xoblob Shop The Skewered Dragon Candle Lane Zhentarim Hideout (repulsed by Kenku) Main Room Storage Closet Meet Renaer Neverember Secret Room Balcony Offices The Watch Arrives Back to Old Xoblob Shop for the monk The next day, the 2nd of Uktar (The Rotting). 1494 DR: The Year of Twelve Warnings, full moon Tracking Floon Navigating the Sewers A Gazer Our playes on Board Game Geek rpggeek.com/plays/thing/254965?userid=1168080
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Post by dragonforgotten on Dec 5, 2018 1:32:50 GMT -5
Its strange to be home in this city after so long. How long has it been. i can bearly recall, i was only a child when my father died and mother vanished. we lived in a modest house near the ports. Back when i was human those were good times. i had many friends in my youth, not a ton but a good amount. i spent my days roaming the streets and causing mischief and At night i would learn my letters with father. He use to have a lot of books at home, books he didn't want me to read but i still tried and eventually did. I picked it up like it was second nature. I had wanted to show him what i learned, its just too bad fate had other plans. Men i did not recognize had barged into our house. They came for my dad, snakemen and their ruddy gang. He owed a large debt he couldn't pay. They killed him and tried to take me as collateral. I escaped, lived the rest of my childhood a gutter rat.
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This mottly bunch have their work cut out for them, poor buggers. attacked and runned off by kenkus. Im amazed they know Volo, he's always been a personal hero to me. i held on hope he may be the key to fixing me. apparently i'm wrong. i'm alittle pissed by the Inquistiors lies, he had me risk my neck for nothing but ill put this behind me. i am above petty grudges and bickering. Ive forgotten how uptight these city guards are. They certainly gave us the lecture and the shake down. i don't think they recognize me. We seem to have mr fancy pants joining us in the sewers. Guess ill protect him, e did help us out of a pinch.
Shen
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Post by Chris on Dec 6, 2018 14:25:52 GMT -5
The 2nd of Uktar (The Rotting). 1494 DR: The Year of Twelve Warnings, full moon Tracking Floon Navigating the Sewers A Gazer Xanathar Guild Hideout Central Hub (goblin snipers) Messy Room Empty Sleeping Area Sleeping Area (Krentz and a Duergar) Boss Fight (mindflayer, intellect devourers, half-orc apprentice wizard) Lothar dies in the corridor Lavatory (grey oozes), Malcer and Shen are slain by the oozes It is late in the day when Temerity unexpectedly arrives back at the Yawning Portal, with Dennad, Renaer Neverember and Floon Blagmaar in tow. She bears a message. They are working for Xanathar now and are expected to find something called the Stone of Golorr...soon. Our playes on Board Game Geek rpggeek.com/plays/thing/254965?userid=1168080
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Dec 19, 2018 2:26:01 GMT -5
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Post by dragonforgotten on Dec 19, 2018 2:26:01 GMT -5
I had a weird dream last night. i was lying in bed after a long shift helping mum run the hearth and feather tavern when the dream happened. Dad was standing there in the doorframe, he was trying to tell me something but i couldn't hear him so i ran to him, trying to catch him but the moment i grabbed his hand he vanished and in front of me was a sprawling city. Suddenly i'm pulled into a white void again in front of a large chest
"Find me in Waterdeep. Everything you need is here..."
I woke in a cold sweat, in daze as i stared at my ceiling still troubled by my dreams. Dad has been gone for ten years. He disappeared when i was 6. Mum told me he died a long time ago but i don't buy it. Theres something she's not telling me... I remember that chest, it had dads s*** in it before he left us. Is he trying to tell me something? mom has always been cagy whenever i ask about dad, she only talks about what a brave and kind man he was but never what he looked like or were he went off too, only that he died on an adventure. I know she's only looking out for me but i'm almost old enough to be a patron of the family tavern for f***** sakes.
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I cant believe I'm doing this.... Im off to waterdeep in dads rusty old chain shirt, an old bow on my back and a sword on my hip.. By myself, without, moms, permission. Welllllllllllllll sort of. Im still doing business through, just delivering some feathered ale. Just told her id deliver and come right back. May have left out the detail of going to waterdeep after the stop. Just a quick detour before heading home. I cant talk to mom about my problems anymore. I love her but she's hiding something from me and it involves dad. Im going to find him no matter what and if she wont tell me im going out to find out myself. Someones just entered the yawning portal while i was talking to the keep. Wow look at that lady, she has wings! Wait did someone said they just they have their own tavern now. I smell a job. I'm sure if i send a letter mom wont be too mad.
--------------------------------------------- Whelp my the official Brewster of the Trollskull and not five minutes in and we've been jumped in the streets by snake people. I would have helped but the wall of dwarves was too much. They are killing these people. I didnt take this job to kill muggers but there seems to be more going on no one has told me yet. the wizard doesn't seem to be feeling well. Since no one was watching so i used my glowy hands to fix him up a little bit but then he has the nerve to take a swing at me, that a****. Thankfully one of the dwarf brother took care of him.
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Well, this place sucks. I was at least expecting it to have an intact roof but better then nothing. Boss lady at least gave me a nice space. Maybe ill turn my space into a VIP room when were out in the field and rake in some extra cash. The dwarves might be a liability if they drink our monthly stock of ale. I refuse to let them ruin the fledgling business before its even had the chance to get off the ground. I will work with them but they need to understand that we can not, under any condtions RUIN our working relationships with other guild members. I pulled some string so we may get a discount on some of those repairs. Still excited though! I should send that latter soon before Mom starts looking for me. --------------------------------------------- (In Holos room, asleep before the festival)
"Dont trust the teifling, she will only corrupt you." "Hey! I dont know who the hell you are but Boss is my friend! I dont take kindly to your causual racisim!
(Holo sits up in bed wondering who she was yelling at in the first place.)
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Went too this super secrete meeting today after a talking cat told me to. I got a cool charm and now i'm part of this secret nature club ontop of that. It sounds like a club for hippies. Kindof lame but Im all for helping people. The leader of that club is... Strange, just being near her makes me feel strange. It could be nerves though. She wants me to stop angry scarecrows from tormenting a town near undercliff. Ive never been a real fight before. Ive scrapped with my uncle before and went on trips with him but I've never had to kill anything myself. This will be my chance to prove myself but I'm going to need help.The funds are not going to come to us without effort after all.
Holo- Brewster of TrollSkull
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Dec 26, 2018 17:02:29 GMT -5
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Post by dragonforgotten on Dec 26, 2018 17:02:29 GMT -5
First day on the job scarecorw hunting with Boss! Im so excited, how hard is it going to be to find and burn some scarecrows. After a pathetic breakfest of one berry each we head off.
2 days later.
Ive decided i hate my new job. Im going to live in this corn feild until i catch these bloody things. The one day i don't go to my job they bloody attack! Im soo done with everything involving them and the nonsense the ghost that haunts the troll skull. Whats his face run into some legal trouble while i took a nap and Boss had to go over and smooth out the deal and a couple of more people to the deed. As long as we dont have to pay for his jail time I'm fine with it. The bloody ghost is at it again. he f**** up my counter top table!
We manage to catch the mad headlopper. It turned out he was a drow with a very scary weapon. the elf we saved was so thankful he paid us with proably all his funds. Im not complainning, the ghost still owes me five gold peices anyway. Of course the next morning the cat shows up to tell me the scare attacked again and what a terrible job im doing! This time they injured a poor farmer. Now its gotten personal.
Holo- Brewster of TrollSkull- #Burn the corn.
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Dec 27, 2018 12:44:27 GMT -5
Post by Chris on Dec 27, 2018 12:44:27 GMT -5
Ended play on the morning of the 13th of Uktar (The Rotting). 1494 DR: The Year of Twelve Warnings, moon is waning crescent The party members continue to perform tasks for their various factions and work on getting the tavern up and running. Temerity ran an errand and, apparently, secured some way for all of the up front expenses to be taken care of as the group has been assured that the first day of business will coincide with the Last Sheaf celebration on the 20th of Uktar. The spirit seems somewhat appeased as he has turned slightly helpful. Kal Kareth's fine has been paid and his record sealed by the magistrate on the promise of Martok the Just that there will be no further issues. There has been a small dust up with some halflings of whom Temerity took an immediate dislike. After some ugly rumors began surfacing (darned fast, too) Martok met with them at another tavern, although it was clear that some sort of ensorcellment was at work with at least a couple of the job-seekers. Our playes on Board Game Geek rpggeek.com/plays/thing/254965?userid=1168080
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Post by dragonforgotten on Jan 1, 2019 2:46:54 GMT -5
Didn't get to sit in the cornfield this morning, i was dragged off to watch people sweep dung. It's just like being dragged off to Sunday school except you get to watch a dwarf paladin scream at a bunch of ruffians till he goes blue in the face and the ruffians retreat with their tails between their legs. It went faster then expected, now its time for the scarecrows! I just hope no ones else has been injured. We met with the injured farmer but he gave us nothing to go on with left us once again sitting in a cornfield waiting. Kal Kareth went around threatening the scarecrows with a torch with no success. sick of this s*** i went a step farther then he did. I gathered them the strawmen together and put them to the fire. I ended up getting a lot of farmers mad at me. This is going to bit us in the a*** later but if it finally keeps them safe Ill take it.
The next morning the entire guild comes knocking and begins the repairs. Ive never been so happy, this is the first step from not having to live like squatters anymore. Apparently while i was moping Boss took out a loan. How she got it and who gave her that loan i'm not going to question. I trust Boss to make this business great. It looks like someone is going to have to stay so that person ended up being me, i still have to craft the SkullSplitter before opening. I also ended up as being the overseer of construction, the Face of the Tollskull to all the Guilds master, Customer Service, Complaints Office, Secretary of Affairs, on top of being Official Brewster of Trollskull while everyone was off scarecrow hunting. The guild of wizards approached me to inform me of her services with a giant metal man next to her. Her services will be great but currently we lack the funds so perhaps in the future when we start making money. My thoughts instantly jumped to all our spellcasters so i recommended them to her. I can only hope they dont blow it.
They gang returned to report scarecrow hunt successful! Great, did you get the other two as well?..... You did get them right? I told you about from before your left.... ...... The hunt continues.
i woke up this morning with splitting back pain. It feels like Ive pulled a muscle in both my shoulders. Couldn't it have been from yesterday? I feel like i should tell boss but she's been busy lately and i shouldn't bother her. Ive also been noticing that there are white feathers popping up all over the place in both my room and Jerrys. No matter how much i sweep them out more just keep appearing and i have no idea where they come from! its maddening! There must be a pigeon roosting in my room somewhere. I did chance a bunch out before i moved in since the attic had a hole in the roof. Boss pestered me, asking if Skullsplitter was done. Its not. these things take time. It is an art form, a master piece must not be rushed. Ive gotten into the habit of talking to the ghost while i keep the place in order. I never get an answer back but its nice to know someone is listening. He has been very pleasant latey as well, even pulled out a chair for me when i was meeting with the guild masters. Of course hes not as scary as Butcher guild leader is. I ended up footing half of Kal Kariths bill for when he got arrested. Im kind of peeved that i spent all my gold on one mans mistake but i refuse to let him soil this Taverns reputation by getting arrested. He owes me big time with interest.
I was wiping down our new countertop when the cat returned telling me what a great job i did at killing the scarecrows. Im glade the farmers are finally safe but i feel like i dont deserve my reward now since i didn't kill a single one. Ive never been into a real life and death fight until me, Boss and Martok took down the Mad Lopper. Jerry informed me that he found potential job applicants while he was out drinking. I want to meet them for a interview to see how they hold up to inspection
Next morning four haflings show up looking for jobs. jerry the recruiter is doing an amazing job but Boss doesn't seem to like them. Im confused. Haflings make great innkeepers, my family even employed a few in the past and they are nothing but trustful. She wont even tell me why besides that she doesn't trust them. I don't understand, we should talk about this some more in private before we out right reject them. We cant just do that to them after they took time out of there day to come here. then Martok opened his trap before i get a word in. As expected they all storm out angry. The next day our names have been smeared across the entire city. I never thought this would happen to us. its unthinkable, the worst tragedy of all to happen to a start up business. We've, been BLACKLISTED. about us all across the entire city. Since im stuck at the tavern now "I" get to deal with a stressed hafling guild master who's REALLY putting on the pressure on us now for this F**** up. God I hope this situation blows over otherwise were in deep s***.
Holo, Brewster of TrollSkull and its Representative of Affairs
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Jan 3, 2019 10:26:41 GMT -5
Post by Chris on Jan 3, 2019 10:26:41 GMT -5
Carrion Crawler in the Dock Ward rat infestation Open for business on Uktar 20: Last Sheaf Fireball The Crime Scene After the Blast The Watch Arrives Eyewitnesses House of Inspired Hands Inside the Temple Hall of Exemplary Inventions Meeting Valetta Meeting Nim Finding Nim's Creation Dock Ward Nim's Secret Ended the 2nd of Nightal (The Drawing Down). 1494 DR: The Year of Twelve Warnings, moon waning gibbous upcoming events Nightal 10: interest due Nightal 11: Howldown Nightal 20; Simril and the Winter Solstice Our playes on Board Game Geek rpggeek.com/plays/thing/254965?userid=1168080
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Post by dragonforgotten on Jan 9, 2019 3:00:13 GMT -5
I proved my worth today! I helped kill a gross monster! Perhaps i am cut out for this after all!
I don't have a single kind thing to say to our rival after that chill reception he gave me. What a rude man.
A few hiccups but the trollskull is finally open and the SkullSplitter is complete!! The reception wasn't grand but we made back some money and i no longer have the guild master on my back for now. The loan still looms over our heads though, i hope it wont come back to haunt us and i'm not talking about he ghost in the rafters this time. I am truely grateful that the haflings have returned after Martok gave them a fire talking to. They have been the backbone of this Tavern and saved me from being trapped behind the bar.
A fire ball in the streets, a mystery that caused me to run around town, an exploding robot in the heart of this crime and now were all sitting here wondering what to do next when Sham Kronk comes charging on saying he was attacked by a large metal bird. Of course we do what we always do! Charge!
The atomaton warehouse has finally given us a lead in the form of lonely Nim the nimblebot and his missing girlfriend. I was marveled to meet Nim, he's a work of art and thee most wonderful and charming machine i've ever com across. Im just sad no one seems to believe that inside that wooden and metal frame is the soul of a living being. Nim is alive, he must be for him to feel emotions, to create his own robot. That is beyond a normal machine. It hard for me knowing we have been task to destroy his own creation. I don't think she is evil. She was scared and alone, bad people must be using her to do those terrible things. Perhaps we can come to an understanding. Sadly no one believes me. They nearly left me behind when Boss called us to the docks late at night. It hurt my feelings after all the help i've done to help open the tavern and keep them fed. I need to be here to see for myself. Ive honed my abilities to stalk the darkness of the city by now. I don't want to hurt her if what i'm suspecting is true but i will if she harms my companions. I will try to at least bring her remains back so he may bury them or at least salvage her pieces. She deserves that much.
Holo of TrollSkull
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Jan 10, 2019 16:23:04 GMT -5
Post by Chris on Jan 10, 2019 16:23:04 GMT -5
Dock Ward Dining with Zardoz Zord What Renaer Knows Emmek Frewn - Dead Staking out Gralhund Villa Ended the 5th of Nightal (The Drawing Down), 6pm 1494 DR: The Year of Twelve Warnings, moon waning gibbous upcoming events Nightal 10: interest due Nightal 11: Howldown Nightal 20; Simril and the Winter Solstice Our playes on Board Game Geek rpggeek.com/plays/thing/254965?userid=1168080
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Jan 16, 2019 16:14:36 GMT -5
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Post by dragonforgotten on Jan 16, 2019 16:14:36 GMT -5
Had a scary run in with a bunch of sailors at the dock ward while Kal and the shifty girl went sneaking on by in the boat named the hellrazer while i distracted them. I could'nt think about what i was going to say. Should i lie or just tell the truth, I don't know?! There was a lot of burly sailors and i lost my cool when i saw something out of the corner of my eye so i ended up bolting out of there the first chance i had and went running straight to Martok to hide behind his short stature. Martok informed me that the rest of the gang have gone to have dinner with the heart breakers captain. the rest of us not on the heart breaker ended up sitting at the docks chatting it up awkwardly in the winter, unsure what to do and too worried about the rest of the gang to he'd back to Trollskull.
The gang reunited and we head back only to discover a hoard of were rats had charged out of the Tavern! I rushed in there to check on the haflings. Ive been thinking back to them often now since one of them brought up wererats. I can understand her fear but theres something not right. I think the haflings might be the wererats. I have no problem with them being wererats, i don't judge, they just cant mess with the business and I'm willing to come to a understanding. I told my thoughts to Kal but he just mocked me and left making me doubt if i was right in the first place. How could he assume i wanted to kill them. I don't kill people. I kill monsters but i don't kill people.
The next day i went on a new mission to help this really important man find a rogue necromancer so i asked our newest hire for help tracking him down. I dont know how i feel about her. She is extremely shifty just Boss approves of her so ill give her a chance. We met the captain only for our help to be rudely rebuked. Fine, maybe hell change his mind once the captain realizes he's in over his head with zombies. I was serving drinks when a loud commotion happened. A couple of us went to investigate while me, Boss, Kal karth, and Dendar stayed. I was sliding a mug down the bar when Dendar asked for my help with a baby bronze dragon. That sounds adorable so I'll go. the group returns to inform us that our competitor has been assassinated! who would do such a thing! he was a a*** but i don't think he deserved to die. He deserved to serve time in waterdeep jail. -----------------
when i took off my gauntlets and armor for bed I've noticed theres now a red pattern along my wrist and ankles. I looks like Ive gotten a red tattoo, it stand out a lot against my pale skin. they look like wings encircling my wrists and ankles.... ----------------- "Please be careful, your kind and strong but you put your faith in the wrong people."
I woke up this morning with a crink in my neck and a back ache. The feathers are back again. Were is that bloodied bird.
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Well, i was right about them being wererats. I feel stupid for trusting them and even wanting to help them. I need to apologize to Boss and Martok for not having faith in them. Me and Dendar visited the dragon... I think i made a mistake, he said this was young dragon so why is it bigger then Trollskull!! It was playful and just wanted some treasure, its just too bad we're flat broke and i forgot about my lucky magic charm. Our deal fell apart quick and he swam off, bored with us. Mission failed. Maybe next time i can find him again and offer him a better deal once we have more to offer. I should also pay Nim a visit. He must be lonley in that warehouse all by himself.
Holo of TrollSkull
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Jan 18, 2019 15:11:17 GMT -5
Post by Chris on Jan 18, 2019 15:11:17 GMT -5
Gralhund Villa Should they or shouldn't they? Locked Gates Balcony Coach House Yard Demons! (well, shadows, actually) Loose Ends Bad time to be a Zhent Finding the Nimblewright Caught at last! A map! Ended the 8th of Nightal (The Drawing Down), 10am 1494 DR: The Year of Twelve Warnings, moon waning crescent upcoming events Nightal 10: interest due Nightal 11: Howldown Nightal 20; Simril and the Winter Solstice Our playes on Board Game Geek rpggeek.com/plays/thing/254965?userid=1168080
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Jan 21, 2019 15:25:11 GMT -5
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Post by dragonforgotten on Jan 21, 2019 15:25:11 GMT -5
Boss found a lead on the nimblebot and the stone of Galor. Its in this fancy pants manor so we all meet up along the back of the place during the night. We decided to have a group stealth in and another to take the direct approach. i ended up going with team back door with the shifty elf and kal karath. We all entered the stable where there was a riding horse already prepared along with a very fancy carriage. I cant tell where kal is since he's invisible. he gave us a massive fright when he opened the carriage door. Mrs elf is fixated with the horses shiny hooves. Considering we are in a nobles house it wouldn't surprise me if they were magical. I fear she's going to try something rash in trying to take the shoes, startling the horse. This isn't what we came here to do after all but it seems like theres no way around it. She can take the horse but NOT the carriage. What she does with it I don't care as along as i don't get in trouble.
Not five minutes into this investigation/ looting does Boss magically inform me that the gig is up. The fuzz is on the way. Panicked casted my magic to look like a manor maid and I ended up helping the thief prep the horses escape by opening the door. I was going to ride it out but where the hell am I going to take a wanted horse in the dead of night. Not to Trollskull alley and definitely not to shifty Frumes place. Too much trouble, This was a mistake, f*** this s****, I'm going home. Im too young to go to jail and i don't know whats going on anymore. Everyone else have probably scattered with Boss
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The next morning the fuzz show up and then were promptly arrest us. Oh god, they know about the horse don't they! Oh the shame, the embarrassment! WHY ARE THEY ARRESTING US FOR MURDER?! Im all curled up in my ceil when they come for us and then give a zone of truth test to all of us. I agree, praying they don't mention the horse, but they did. I don't want Mrs elf to get in trouble but i also don't want to get in trouble so I tell a half truth but i don't recognize anyone in the line up. We leave with our names cleared of the crime. It was later in the day We find mrs Shifty Elf and I learn her name at least.
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I took some time to visit Nim, He showed me how he made that tiny metal bird that attacked Sham Kronk and i told him stories of my adventures. He is truly a marvel. However our job ends with him i want to ensure that he has a place he can be happy. I wish i could take him to Trollskull but his magic is bond to the church. There has to be a way to step him free.
Boss went out Nimblewright hunting and picked up a signal in a trash pile in an alley. It hits me like a bag of break and i feel my will weaken to destory her. They threw her away just like that.. The people who took her never cared about her at all. She still trying to fight us and Adrik looks mad but i still want to try and save her. I run up and embrace her in my arms. I refuse to let go even when the giant spider webs us and she continues to break free. Im crying as I plead to her.
You have a place you belong! Please go back to Nim, he needs you! We just want to help you! You don't have to fight anymore! Please STOP!
She's struggling in my arms, fighting against the webbing and my vice grip of a hug. She strikes me but her blades bounces of my gravies. She wont stop, no matter what I say. Boss conveys to us all her thought. She believed that she is useless and theres nothing we can do. She is beyond hope now. It is only merciful to end her suffering. I don't want to hurt her but she is hurting my friends! I cant allow her to hurt anyone ever again! Suddenly I feel light as air, the air is swirling around me as my skin radiates a heavenly glow. Feathers swirl all around. Everything burns inside, like a light inside me has broken free and rages wide and untamed. What is happening to me..? Instinctually i try to rise up, trying to carry her with me into the sky! But she is too heavy for me! With a few strikes she falls to pieces in my arms and the moment is over. The glow is gone, the hurricane has vanished, the weight of the world resumes its hold on me. Im in tears as i hold her broken body in my arms and deliver her back to Nim. He feels alone and I try to console him, I cant tell what he's feeling behind that wooden face but it must truly be terrible to be the only sentient Nimblewright in waterdeep. Adrik is mad at me. He thinks what i did was senseless for a robot. It hurts my feelings knowing he's mad but i did what i thought was right even if it was small. I need to ask what the others saw in the alley. Something happened to me but no one has said anything. Mom always told me i was special and that one day I was going to do something great just like dad. She said it would be hard, that only Dad can really explain everything but she trusts i will always do the right thing. I want to know what am I...
Holo of Trollskull
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Post by The Wanderer on Jan 23, 2019 13:20:27 GMT -5
(No plan survives initial contact)
We botched the job.
It all started with a tip. We were told Urstul was at this villa. We staked the place out. Looked like a simple job. Distraction in the front a sneak and peak in the rear. Plans went to hell.
I saw the stables building. Looked like a solid way into the back of the villa. While staking out the place, I saw a door into the villa, it was not utilized. I would bet the door is exit only, either that or it is locked from the inside. This is common in older houses, especially the Victorians. I looked towards the stables, figured we might have an escape plan if everything goes up in flames. If I only knew now, how bad this job could go. The lock was no problem, one of those old padlocks. The big sliding doors slid open without a hitch. Holo, and our Wizard moved silently inside. To my surprise, there was a coach inside the stables. Stables had some horses in it - as expected. A coach was in there - did not get a chance to check it out. Our wizard was playing jokes on the job. Almost had a heart attack. The coach looked like a great escape plan, however; it was not hooked up. This would take some time to set up for our escape.
I wanted to search the coach and make sure we were not going to get ambushed from behind, however; after striking my lantern, I saw a set of shiny things. These must have stuck out in my mind because they were really shiny. In one of the stables was a horse that did not match the others – a riding horse. This horse was saddled and had some special hoof shoes on it. They stood out like a sore thumb, at the moment – they were worth the effort to investigate.
While I’m checking out this horse, we hear “DEMONS” coming from the front of the villa. What is going on? Next thing I know we are getting a message from el heffe, that the plan is botched – they already know we are here and it’s time to leave. We did not even break in yet? How could they know we are here? A ruckus ensues in front of the villa, clearly, the plan has gone to hell in a handbasket and it’s time to scram. I don’t think we can get the coach out. The riding horse seems like a decent escape plan. I tell Holo to prepare the horse and to take it and get the shoes. She panics and runs out the door as fast as she can. The wizard is tumbling around behind me, I still can’t see him, but I can hear an elephant walking near me.
Can now hear the pounding of steel on steel as if someone is trying to break down a gate or something. At this rate, the entire city watch will descend upon us. I can feel it like a cloud of disaster flowing down upon this villa. I jumped on the horse, it’s really time to get out of here. I rode as fast as I can. I rode to an abandoned alley which was quiet. I checked the saddlebags and looked for mail. They had an unexpected surprise within them. It was so heavy it was hard to carry. Who puts this stuff in a horse? This gives clues towards the lady of the house. She clearly is in charge of this family. The lady needs a further inspection of her motives.
Throwing the saddlebags over my shoulder I took off towards the yawning portal to get the goods to a solid contact. I asked them to set up an account with the moved goods in it. I can’t believe I missed out on the coach. We need a defined plan of action for the group of brigands we are with.
(Loose Ends)
I threw on my makeup and headed back to the tavern. Low and behold the statists were there rounding everyone up. We get hauled into a questioning area, in which our do-gooding paladins suggest we go before a zone of truth. Well, that’s fantastic, they get around to the questioning and I remain silent. They may not identify me as one of them. I am in Keyleth’s clothes, and her documents are solid. She is blending in – giving off a terrified vibe to the helmets. Holo meanwhile is singing like a bird. She’s dropping names, places, and illicit activities. I can’t believe she would be involved with breaking and entering. Why would she break into a noble’s stable house? This recklessness will get her killed, or worse a ward of the statists. The keys move towards me and pick me out as not part of the crew, but clearly hiding in plain sight.
They move me into a tower, have not been here before. The statists move me before the head of Water deep. Well, I might as well get the rope ready, would you mind if it’s silk? I’d like to avoid rug burn for when I drop. I am standing before the Black staff herself: Vajra Safahr. It is clear why I am here. To maintain the peace, one must be willing to fight in the darkness. She knows I was there working, however; we clearly failed in our mission. She is putting a leash on me and provisionally putting me into her cadre. I suppose it was coming. We both seek modus of normality for Water deep. It is difficult to run a family when there is chaos ensuing. She cursed me with a spell, ensuring compliance with her will. Return the city to normality. End the threats to the city. Discovery signs of heresy and report back. She has enlisted eyes into her cause. One does not rise to a position as this without knowing the flexibility of enforcement and knowing how to utilize all assets available.
With this curse upon me, I will be forced to report back to her and ensure progress towards resolving this nightmare the city is enduring.
(Bad time to be a Zhent)
During the questioning, I overheard they picked up two bodies wearing all black. Well, that’s probably some of our guys – or former guys. I get the feeling Urstul has splintered off and is working independently. Urstul clearly had possession of this stone everyone is searching for. That is until the Lady of the house gave it to a nimble wright.
After the chaos of the villa, the crown is cracking down on the network. Contacts are going dark during this time. It’s time to lay low for a couple of days. I put in an inquiry into acquiring the deed to Emmek’s place down the alley. Looks like a good investment property for the long term. It could easily be established as nearly anything.
(The Nimble Wright)
Have been working on piecing the puzzle pieces together for half a day. Have a general picture of what is going on, but still so many questions. Could the lady be driven by pure greed to acquire entrance to this vault of dragons? Mid-day we get word that the device has turned up nimble wright in an alleyway. We go after it – it looks like a mob with pitchforks going after a wooden toy. This entity was found under a heap of trash. It looked as if it was just defending itself from the barrage of attacks. Does this unit have a soul? At what point is the construct no longer made of wood, but made with the magic of life? They destroyed the unit. How could you destroy such a beautiful piece of art? Could it not be re-purposed?
(Searching)
The nimble wright had a cloak on, it even had a name sewn into it. Dead end, but there was also a map within its possessions. The map is pointing north towards the fieldward. It has a name on it, along with an X. Talk about classical irony; does X mark the spot of treasure, or will we find a shop of horrors and more questions on this quest? The map worries me more than the good lady was careless. The nimble wright was clearly in her employ, however; she must have forgotten to tell it to get rid of the map. With this in mind, we should stake out this place quickly or gather information regarding the area. Who knows what we will find there, what I do know, is that we need to rectify the chaos of the city. Also, need to find out about this cult activity of Asmodeus.
(Thoughts)
Should see about picking up some messaging means or similar to communicate with all of these contacts. It is difficult playing multiple sides, while none of them understand the purpose of neutrality. This talk of devils though is troubling, what if this person manages to summon a horror into this city. The lady may need to be dispatched, to protect the city. Imagine just unleashing a demon she thinks she will gain power from, turning on her. As is their nature. We also ran into a person describing another family prior, need to see if anyone remembers which family that was. Howl down is coming up soon, the guard will be busy during the annual hunt. The annual hunt will bring with its bodies in the streets allowing for work to be conducted under mask and guise. May pick up some lighter gear, this rapier is bulky to carry around town.
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