Legend of the Dragon Bonded - Pathfinder Campaign

[Croverus]

The five of you have trained for 2 years now within the Mountain Fortress of the Guild of Dragon Bonded. Of nearly one hundred trainees only you remain, these trials you have each faced have been grueling and you have learned a great deal in this time. But yesterday, all of your hard work has paid off! You stand before the three Grandmasters as they hand each of you an official acolytes pendant, which can be incorporated into your own gear as you see fit. They name you "Dragon Clutch", and inform each of you of your final test to become true Dragon Bonded. Your group must travel through the mountains, pass through the Bloodwood, cross the Violet Sea and reach the capital city of Skarra on the Cracked Isle. Events are unfolding and new Dragon bound are needed to prepare for the years ahead. Reports say that many dark forces are stirring and already reports have claimed that villages and small towns are being attacked by multiple forces, each seeking to make their own claim on the world.

You each are given the next 24 hours to gather your things, rest, and prepare for the journey. You will leave the next day at the light of dawn, setting out from the Southern Pass. The Grandmasters remind that all five of you must make it to the capital, or the trial will have failed, as it takes five to be bound for a Clutch to become a Flight. Each Grandmaster then departs to their respective chambers, leaving the five of you to prepare in your own way.

The Mountain Fortress is divided into 5 regions. The Courtyards are open tot eh sky but surrounded by spires so they can only be accessed by air or through the passages; the Sanctum includes a large library, various laboratories, meditation halls, and the medical ward, Grandmaster Elderrash Kallenon has his study here; the Forges deep within the mountain are where the Dragon Bound create their weapons, armor, tools, and dragon barding, and is also the location of several tunnels leading into the Underdark, each guarded by its own gatehouse, the largest of which is defended by Grandmaster Slate Foehammer; the Wards are the heart of the Fortress, including the kitchen, main barracks, living quarters, training rooms, and dining hall; and lastly the Orchard is a small forest inside the mountain, grown using magical daylight, with Gardens along its edges, and Zephy Red-mist tends them. As the newly appointed Dragon Clutch you may go anywhere within the Fortress.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge Goodnight, still groggy from waking up early for the meeting with the Grandmasters, looks over her small room to ensure she found all her belongs.

Perception Check
[roll0]

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Koma bows to the Masters as they depart. He then returns to his quarters and gathers his things before making his way to the Orchard to meditate. One final reminder of a distant past. One where life had meaning.

It is now time to forge a new meaning.

(Koma stands nearly six feet tall. He wears a wide brimmed hat over his rat-like head to keep the sun out of his eyes. A thin band of Oriental silk can be seen from time to time beneath the hat. A single adamantine bullet adorns his hatband. He is cloaked in a long soiled duster, well worn and descernably weathered. The duster reaches to his ankles. Beneath it he wears a loose fitting whitish flaxen shirt belted over plain black pants. A leather strap is draped across his shoulder and crosses to his waist, several small pouches adorn this strap. His belt bears a large tiger's eye stone set in a tiger maw buckle. There is mud on his boots and mystery in his eyes. He smokes a long clay pipe that often leaves a lingering sweet scent as he passes.

He rides atop a reptile that is 6' tall and 10' long. Its Red eyes and black scaled skin strongly resemble a satanic leaf tailed gecko. )

[Croverus]

As Koma sits and things, brief flashes of memory fill his mind.

Fire. Inhuman Screams. Clashing of blades. A whisper of his name. A woman's face, smiling, then red-washed. A massive yellow eye with a star pupil staring at him.

The images send a shiver up his spine.

(Will save please)

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge finds about all of her gear, but misses quite of a bit of her clothing. She focuses her red eyes on the dimly room as she runs her long sender fingers through her long sliver hair. At over six foot tall, she towers over most beings inhabiting the Mountain Fortress. Her body is slender with long legs wearing travelling pants tucked into her boots held up by a belt with added holes to buckle around her skinny frame. Her travelling shirt hangs loose over her small shoulders and over her modest busom. Her dark mauve skin was matte in darkening room. She tucked her silver hair behind her long pointed ears, craned around her narrow neck, and sighed as she searched her room again.

[roll0]

[Aladar]

Aladar was restless. The 5'8" 180lb Ifrit was eager for adventure, for glory, and tomorrow does not come fast enough for him. He runs his fingers through his bright orange and yellow hair, the strands flickering and waving around them like flames themselves. He traces them along the black silk headband that adorns his forehead, a gold, staring eye in the center, heavy lidded, seeming bored. He thinks for a moment, running through his checklist of gear before he gives up and mentally probes the band. Am I prepared for tomorrow? He addresses the band, and he receives a positive response, or so he feels. He grabs the washbowl from the table near his bed and stares into his reflection, a somewhat attractive man looking back at him, with a strong chin and a hawkish nose, piercing brown eyes staring back into his own. He brushes a stray strand of hair behind one of his pointed, elflike ears before he cups the water in his hands and washes his face. Droplets hang on his brassy colored skin like flecks of gold until he dries them off. When he finishes washing, he pulls on a pair of rings, one with the vague image of a grappling hook upon its face.

He stands, his well built frame wearing only leather trousers as he paces before he grabs his Glaive-guisarme, twirling it in his hands before he decides to train. Donning his suit of heavy plate armor, he straps himself in to his protective spiked shell before he grabs his helm. It is a pretty thing, at least to him. A sallet helm with an almost obnoxious red plume crowning the top, its visor all but hid his eyes.

Just a bit more practice! He heads towards the training hall, intent to practice with his polearm for a few more hours as he mentally prepares himself for what could be the most important journey of his life.

[EdgeGrinder]

"Finally."

Edge said to herself, annoyed.

She had found the rest of her gear. Preparing herself, she strapped on her wrist sheath to her right wrist under her sleeve and hide her Adamantine Dagger. Strapped to her left side was her Sword of Subtlety. She hung the acolyte's pendent from her long Drow neck. On her left index finger, she slides on her Thieves Ring. She packed everything else, but her special Bag of Holding I, into her Bag of Holding III.

I need some goggles from the forges before I go, she thinks to herself.

During her time in the Mountain Fortress, the masters and teachers have been rather accommodating to her nocturnal nature, but the upcoming journey would not be as accommodating. So she was going to need some eye wear before she headed off.

Ready to make her final rounds before resting, she slung her bags over her shoulder and left her dorm, entering the hall. She looked around the hall

Perception Check to see if anyone is around.
[roll0]

[Croverus]

Aladar finds his preferred training hall unused. In it are several sparring golems which are currently in standby. While not as creative as living opponents, they made up for their lack of finesse and flexibility by being persistent and durable. They were also somehow programmed to not do lethal damage while sparring... unless the safeties were removed. The room itself is 60ft by 80ft with the ceiling 40ft high, the walls adorned with sparring weapons and decorative banners. The golems are tucked away in alcoves on the far side.

Aladar has several choices before him as an "opponent": A winged gargoyle, a golem of soft clay, a stoen golem carved like a dwarven soldier only 10ft tall, and a 20ft tall black armored golem with a furnace cover on it's abdomen, from which flames can be seen.

[Aladar]

Aladar looked up at the 20ft golem, sorely tempted to try his luck. However, even he was intimidated by such a massive construct, and so he took the more junior of the options. The 10ft dwarven soldier golem was his target. He stood and stared at it for a moment before settling in to a guard, waiting for it to approach... that is... if he didn't need to turn it on himself.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge sees two servants, walking in the opposite direction as her. They do not see her.

She takes a piece of chalk from her Rogues' Kit from her Bag of Holding III and draws a line along the bottom length underneath the door and then locks it. If someone were to break into her room, they would smudge the chalk line. Satisfied with her security measures, she stores the stick of chalk back in her Rogues' Kit and heads down to the forges to try get or purchase some forge goggles.

[Croverus]

By standing before it in a ready position, the stone golem seems to come alive. It steps forward, taking a step forwards as a small chime can be heard, signaling the beginning of the sparring round.

(You've won initiative. You are standing 15 feet away from the Large golem.)

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Koma Steels himself against the flashbacks
[roll0] will save.(+2 more if it is considered curse, fear, or emotion effect)

[Croverus]

Edge finds her way down into the Forges, the ringing of hammers on steel and the roaring of the flames fills the air. She should be able to ask one of the Forge Keepers for a spare pair of tinted goggles.

Koma is able to overcome the visions he sees, centering his spirit and calming his mind. The past is just that, past. He has the present to experience and the future to prepare for.

[Mewla]

Mewla the groups lithe and very outgoing cleric chose to spend the last of her time at the fortress basking in the sun on a patch of ground under the trees of the orchard. Of course as usual the feline chose to wear barely enough silk to keep herself decent to prying eyes. The holy girl barely reached five and a half feet tall and true to her race was very light and dainty with snowy fur streaked through with black to match the hair on the top of her head. All that darkness only seemed to off set her alarmingly blue eyes; which currently were closed as she purred away in the sunlight. Though almost alarmingly young to be so devout in her faith nothing could shake the young woman from her beliefs in her Goddess and the morals that belief set before her, even if her morals weren't everyone else's.

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Waking from his meditation Koma sees the young cleric sprawling in the grass ahead of him and decides it is high time for a tease. He centers himself in focus.

Swift action shape shift into rat.

He then bursts out quickly scurrying between the trees nearest Mewla

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge searched for a Forge Keeper who did not seem busy. She approaches one and asks, "Excuse me, good Forge Keeper, but do you have time to assist me?"

Diplomacy Check
[roll0]

[Mewla]

Her sharp rounded ears flickered at the sudden sound, then mewed pitifully in surprise at the appearance of the rat. She jumped to her feet quickly and tried to scamper her way to a safe spot away from the thing that startled her. Despite recently becoming of age she was still prone to acting like a kitten in times of surprise.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Seeing the cat-girl unwilling to give chase Koma disappears into the orchard trees
[roll0] stealth.

A few moments later he appears from the shadows in his natural form.

[Croverus]

Edge finds one of the dwarven Forge Masters, who looks up and starts briefly, then gets a good look at her and lets out a sigh. "Lass, Aye tought ye were an assassin snuck past tha guards to kill me. Gave me a wee start." He chuckles, then points to her pendant, "Fer a new memba of tha Dragon Clutch, Aye'll 'elp 'oweva Aye ken."

[Aladar]

Meanwhile, in the training hall:

Aladar settles in his guard slightly and murmers a command, the head of his glaive bursting into flames before he gives a challenging bellow and rushes the construct. Drawing his Glaive back over his shoulder, he gives a mighty swing, impacting with a resounding clang that can probably be heard elsewhere in the complex. Its a solid hit, and the magic of the Glaive ignites the construct, leaving it a blazing inferno as the ifrit pivots, striking the golem twice more, good hits as well, but not as glorious as the initial impact.

He takes a few paces back, holding his weapon in a guard as he prepares for the inevitable retaliatory strike. No way would it go down with just a single flurry, still... he couldnt help feeling a bit giddy, his grin visible beneath his visor.

[Mewla]

When she spotted Koma she couldn't help but hiss softly, though not in a threatening way as could be noted by her crossed arms, tilted out hip and teasing pout.

"I know that was you Koma! You know I don't like surprises!" Her voice was soft and musical, with the faintest roll of her r's.

If truth be told she didn't so much mind as log as it was one of her friends, they didn't grab her, and it didn't deal with the undead. The mere flutter of memory was enough to make the young felines ears press back. If this was were her thoughts were going it was sure to be a bad day.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge cracks a smirk at the Dwaven Forge Master. "I get that a lot."

Being probably the only Drow to enter the Dragon Bonded, she can not fault him either.

"Would you happen to have a spare pair of tinted goggles you could part with? I'll be needing them for my journey to Skarra tomorrow." she asked the Dwaven Forge Master with a light smile.

[roll0]

[Croverus]

The first blow of Aladar's weapon sinks into the stone hide, the flames erupting and engulfing the golem. The follow up hits however barely scratch it, though the flames do some small amount of damage. The Golem raises its fists and swings down, but it must be slower than a typical golem, as it misses by a good amount. That's probably the safety limitations in play. Aladar knows the command word to disable them, but if he does then when the golem does land a blow it will do more than just bruise him.

(Golem takes 26 damage and 12 fire damage, and is now on fire)

[Croverus]

The Forge Master thnks for a moment then nods, "Ye be 'eadin up to tha surface then? Tha light above be bright, ye'll need a pair o' these fer yer eyes Aye reckun." He finds a pair of tinted goggles, slightly smudged by soot. He wipes them off as best he can, then offers the pair to her.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge gives the Dwarven Forge Master a grateful nod. "Thank you." She takes the pair of tinted goggles gladly. "If you'll excuse me, I must continue to preparations. Farewell."

Being courteous was easier and more legal than stealing. Even among these surface dwellers, she could be courteous. At least, they meant it.

She turned and headed for her next destination: the orchard to test out the tinted goggles.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

A slight smile cracking at the side of his face, Koma replies You, my dear, must learn to steel your nerves. Where we go, we shall face things far worse that what I can conjure. his tone both light hearted and sincere.

Seeing the Drow appear at the edge of the Orchard It's this one I worry about. spoken just loud enough to be heard by Mewla.

[EdgeGrinder]

Wearing her newly acquired tinted goggles, Edge tested them out with the magical daylight. It seemed they blocked bright light well enough. The magical daylight was always too much for her. So she had never been in the Orchard with being in a daze.

She sighed as she took in the warm glow of the day and thought about contrast of the cold embrace of the Under Dark. Soon she would have the power she needed.

Perception Check to sense others.
[roll0]

[Mewla]

Mewla stuck her small feline tongue out at Koma at his chiding of how fragile her nerves could be. But she kept her thoughts to herself as she followed his meaning with her eyes to rest them upon the new arrival, before replying just as quietly.

"We will need to all work with each other, she needs us as much as we will need her. Let your doubt go."

She wasn't sure if they had been noticed yet by Edge so she thought it best to make herself known.

"Edge! It's so nice to see you out and about in the sun light."

[Treebeard]

Globber walks out of a side room near the center of the keep, strange noises and bubbling sounds following him out as he closes the door behind him. He stares intently at the thick book in his hands as he flips the pages filled with arcane and, to those not trained, extremely confusing equations and wordings. The book and pages are singed around the edges, with some pages having small holes burned in them. He pulls out a small flask from his belt and looks from the flask to the pages, intense concentration scrawled across his green face. He wanders around the interior of the keep, not paying attention to where he's going.

(Globber is about 5 foot even. His teeth stick out of his mouth when he closes it and his nose is pointed and crooked, looking like it had broken at some point and been set badly. His ears are pointed and filled with earrings and holes in it, looking ragged around the edges. His clothes look worn and well traveled in, the ubiquitous burns and scorch marks covering it. He has a bandoleer strapped across his chest with different pouches and flasks, both empty and full, covering it. He has a belt around his waist with the same gear attached to it.)

[Croverus]

In the Orchard, several workers go about their daily routine of tending to the trees and gardens, and other people of the Fortress spend time relaxing. No one really bothers the three recruits, leaving them to talk among themselves.

Globber wanders the halls reading from his book, and ends up wandering into the kitchens, his stomach seems to be controlling his feet while his mind is focused elsewhere.

In the sparring room, Aladar miscalculates a swing, striking the golem with the flat of his blade. The impact sends a jolt through his arm and his weapon bounces back at a weird angle, the pole of it striking him hard in the head, the impact enough to knock him onto his back and out cold for several moment. With its target unconscious, the golem goes back to its position, switching to standby and beginning self repairs.


Aladar is unconscious for [roll0] rounds

[Treebeard]

When he enters the kitchen, he stops and looks around, confused. "Hmm, I don't remember coming here. Must be that new potion I found. Still not sure what it does." He looks around some more and spots a good sized turkey leg. "Though, while I'm here, I might as well get something to eat."

[Croverus]

As he reaches for it a large cleaver slams down, and the goblin's gaze is met by the head chef of the Fortress, a large Lizardfolk, who's reptillian features are even more pronounced than normal members of his kind due to draconic ancestry. His blue scales are larger and thicker, his brow covered in spines and a horn protrudes from his snout. He snarls at the goblin. "Not mealsss time yet. Thisss bird for the guardsss. No takingsss without asssking."

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge sensed others in the garden and was not surprised to see fellow Clutch recruits, Mewla and Koma when called. With a neutral expression, she faced Mewla. "Hello, Mewla." She looked to the Kobold recruit and gave him acknowledging nod, "Koma."

She looked away from them and concentrated on the Orchard. "How are you?" She plainly asked.

[Treebeard]

He looks up at the cook and a mischievous grin spreads across his face "Guards you say?"

[Croverus]

"Yesss, guarding the Underdark gatesss. But you are notss a guard, you are new Clutchling. You wantsss food? You doesss favor for Hasssk." He lifts the cleaver, cleaning the blade with a rag.

[Treebeard]

Strokes his chin thoughtfully "And what is this favor, hmm?"

[Mewla]

"Quite well, perhaps a little hungry since I seem to have forgotten to break my fast this morning. Are those goggles new?"

Mewla asked curiously as she made her way over to stand next to the drow girl, stretching as she walked to flex her spine and tail in a very feline manner.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge watched carefully as the cat lady approached her. She knew the young priestess was no threat, but still did not let her guard down. "New to me." She replied flatly. "I will need them for our journey." She scanned her surrounding once more. "I was just testing them in the magical daylight. They will do. I will bid you farewell for now. I must continue preparations."

Edge backed away from Mewla a few steps before turning away from her, heading for the Fortress Halls for her next destination.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

As Edge leaves the Orchard Koma walks up beside Mewla once more. "Well," he says, "I believe I will make my way to the practice range. Perhaps I will see you at meal time?"

[Mewla]

"Ah, alright then. I hope your day goes well."

She responded to the Drow as she watched Edge go with a flick of her ears before turning her gaze back to her friend Koma.

"I think I am going to head to the kitchens a little early and see if I can't sweet talk the cook into something to nibble on."

She offered her friend a playful wink before heading off towards her destination.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge walked the halls with the destination of the laboratory in mind. She planned on making some Drow Poison for the journey, but would have to pass through the heart of the Fortress to get to the Sanctum.

[Croverus]

The Chef gives pleased hiss, "Needsss more meatsss. No new trade coming in. Hunt sssomething big and tasssty for Hasssk."


Edges passes through the heart of the Fortress with little interesting happening, arriving in the Sanctum at one of the alchemy labs. She finds an empty one to use, and will just need the ingredients to make the poisons.

Aladar wakes from his unconscious state, his head ringing from the blow he took. The golems stand in their usual spots, awaiting to be activated again.

Koma makes his way to the training rooms, seeking out one of the ranges. A pair of off-duty dwarven guards are at the longest one, taking shots at targets roughly 200 feet away. They not to Koma when he enters the range, but otherwise focus on hitting the target with their crossbows.

Mewla makes her way to the kitchens, and has a good chance of bumping into Globber when he leaves the kitchen.

[Treebeard]

He chuckles and nods "Yes, yes. I think I can do that"

[EdgeGrinder]

In the laboratory, Edge prepares a work station, but needs to gather ingredients.

Perception Check to gather ingredients.
[roll0]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Would you mind if I joined you?" Koma says to the guards. "One must keep his eyes sharp."

[Treebeard]

Globber leaves the kitchen and starts making his way down to the gates into the Underdark. Along the way he checks his flasks and pouches, making sure he has all that is needed.

[Croverus]

The guards, nod, one of them going down range to set up several targets, one each 50 feet.

Edge is lucky enough to find everything she needs in the lab.

[Aladar]

Staggers to his feet, rubbing his temple before he picks up his helm off the ground. He dusts himself off, standing upright just in time for Koma to enter the training hall. He tries to maintain his composure as he departs, heading for his room to rest. As soon as he clears the doors and is out of sight he sags, using his Polearm as a walking stick as he goes back to his room.

That was embarrasing.

[EdgeGrinder]

With all the necessary ingredients for the Drow Poison, Edge settles down to her work station to begin work on three vials of poison

Craft Poison check
1[roll0]
2[roll1]
3[roll2]

[EdgeGrinder]

"Shade damn it." Edge hissed to herself. She had managed to successfully make one out of three. "Oh well." She resided herself with her one vial of poison, because she had other things to do. Storing the vial in her Bag of Holding III.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Man down range" Koma says as he sprints to the back wall and sets up one of the targets at 400'. He walks back taking careful note of the conditions, any slight slope in the land, any wind that might be present. When he returns to the front of the range he jokes around a bit with the Dwarves, who have noticed a distinct lack of armaments.
Koma turns toward the target and (move action) opens a pouch on his bandoleer roughly the size of his hand and draws out a pepperbox rifle with a long scope mounted on top. He takes a deep breath as he steadies his aim (move action). He waits for the Dwarves to take their shots.
When it is time for his shot Koma eases the trigger back slowly taking careful aim (dead shot deed)
Koma focuses all of his training into a single shot.
[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]
[roll3]
(All rolls vs touch ac. Damage to be calculated after hits/crits are confirmed.)

[Croverus]

The rifle goes off with a loud bang, the dummy fall backward from the impact of the shot. One of the dwarves goes to retrieve the target. "Man down range." He returns for you to examine, the bullet but a whole clean through the armor, and then drilled 6 inches into the wood. If not for the backside of the armor, the back of the dummy probably would have blown out. "Nice shootin'. Which they made guns like tha' for us at the gates."

[Aladar]

With a pounding headache and a great deal of embarrassment to work off, Aladar sets to excersizing in his room, practicing his thrusts with his Glaive and perfecting his stances. Its quite theraputic, and soon he's all but forgotten his earlier mishap. He continues training until he gets hungry, at which point the Ifrit goes hunting for a mess hall.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Thank You!" Koma says to the Dwarf. "If you can point me to a gun shop, or perhaps an enchanter, I'll be sure to mention it and perhaps I can have you one of these by the holidays."

Koma, proud to show his skill, cleans his weapon and slips it back into the mysteriously small pouch on his bandoleer. If the Dwarves can't think of anyone, he settles for making his way to the mess as well.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge headed to the library. She thought to familiarize herself with the geography for the mountain range, Bloodwood, and Violet Sea. She found a map unrolled on a table, probably left there by one of the Grandmasters. She began to study the map.

Geography Check
Mountain Range[roll0]
The Bloodwood[roll1]
Violet Sea[roll2]

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge studies the map and a few books until she is satisfied with what she can find. She now knows some of the dangers that await them on their journey. She even found a route that is not without risk.

"Mewla will come in handy after all." She said to herself. "Perhaps, I should find her to deliver this news." Edge thought for a second about where she might be. "I believe she said she'd be going to mess hall."

And so, Edge left the library in hopes of finding Mewla.

[Treebeard]

Globber ends up at one of the smaller gates to the Underdark and asks the guards to let him through "Let me through, gentlemen. I'm on an urgent mission for the cook and have not a second to spare!"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma makes his way to the Mess to meet up with the others. Anticipation of the next day's journey seems to gnaw at him.

[Aladar]

Aladar arrives at the mess about the same time that Koma does, the Ifrit looking the ratman over appraisingly before he smirks. "Our cannoneer eh?" He pushes open the double doors and enters the mess hall with an air of confidence, like he owns the place. His cloak swishes behind himself and he hmms, looking around for a good place to sit.

[Croverus]

Four of the Clutch all arrive in the mess hall, plenty of food set out on a line to be taken. There is a lack of meet on the line but several birds are visible in the kitchen, being picked up by oe of the guard, likely to be taken to the gates. The Chef spots the group and walk over to behind the counter. "Greetingsss. The greenssskin came be a moment ago. Wanted meatsss. Not tnough for everyone, mossst of it going to the guardsss. Sssent him to hunt me some extra sssuppliesss. Thought he'd grab you lot firssst."


Meanwhile at the small gate teh guards look at Globber oddly. "Ya sure ya want to be headin' out on yar own? Nasty things lerkin' in the dark. Ya should get yar friends first."

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Out on his own you say? Any idea where he has gone?"

Looking to the rest of the party he says.

"What do you say? Do you want to go give the little pyromaniac a hand?"

[Aladar]

Aladar huffs and seems more than a little dissapointed in the lack of meat, but he shows his displeasure by getting the next best thing: Potatoes and beets and the like. It should be noted that there is nothing green on his plate, as though he avoided the color entirely. He took a tankard and filled it with spiced ale, not top shelf, but not swill either.

Once he had food, he found himself a seat at one of the long tables, straddling the bench and leaning his side against the table lazily as he eats.

"Someone remind meh." He says between bites. "If one of us crokes before we depart, we get a replacement aye? We have to make it as a group. Can't let us leave without a full clutch aye?"

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge's brows furrowed in annoyance. "The mad bomber went to the Underdark alone?" Aladar had a point. The rest of them would be held up if the goblin were to perish. She did not want to wait any longer to get her dragon. She turned to and looked down at the rodent gunner, Koma. "Very well. I shall accompany you for the mad bomber's sake."

[Mewla]

Mewla finally found her way into the mess hall, in all honesty she had gotten lost among the twist and turns due to something having gotten her attention and distracting her. Trying to not draw attention to the fact she had only just arrived she just quietly slipped onto the bench next to Aladar.

"Did I miss anything?" She asked him sweetly, not seeing anything on the menu that she wanted she didn't bother with food.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Our friendly neiborhood pyromancer has decided to get himself killed in the under dark hunting some meat for the cook. If he doesn't come back, our journey is over before it has begun." Koma says in response to Mewla's query. " I propose we go and offer aide."

[Aladar]

Aladar grunts and taps his tankard. "Ale" He repllies laconically to Mewla. He sighs mightily and does his very best to eat his food until he's out of time and the group begins to move. Even then, he does not abandon his drink. He takes the tankard with him, sipping from it as he follows along with the party.

[EdgeGrinder]

"We'll be in the Underdark. So those of you without great dark vision will need to prepare accordingly." Edge said looking over to Mewla. "Also, the horrors of the deep are very powerful. So I will be completely armed going in." Edge continued to explain.

Edge, being a Drow, had explored the depths of the Underdark caverns at the Mountain Fortress to some extent, but as with her own home tunnels, there is no telling how deep they go.

Edge started for the Underdark. She was going to need to change her into her armor at one of the guard stations.

"I'll be waiting for the rest of you." She said looking back at them with a gleam in her eye.

[Mewla]

"True, it would probably be best if we went to help him." Mewla agreed, pushing herself up from the table before heading back to her room to get her things. "I will meet you all at the gate." She called back over her shoulder before disappearing down the hall.

[Treebeard]

He looks up at the guards and strokes his green, pointy chin. "Hmm, you may just be right. I do enjoy living very much" He turns around and heads off in search of his team "I shall return!"

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge left Mewla, Koma, and Aladar behind in the mess hall. She knew they'd come. She crept through the halls heading for the tunnels to the Underdark. She hoped to catch up to Globber before he went down himself, perhaps the guards would talk him out of it, or maybe he'd rethink the whole thing. The mad bomber sometimes as predictable as his volatile as the bombs he concocted, however, he had made bombs for her in the past, so he was worth having around.

"Globber! You wretched fire bug!"

[Treebeard]

Perks his head up as he hears someone call his name "What?!" He shouts back

[Croverus]

The chef gives Koma a shrug to his question, there are a number of gates he could have gone to.

Globber can hear Edge shout but the design of the tunnels echoes her voice. (Perception check)

Likewise she hears him shout back, but with a similar echo. (Perception check)

[Aladar]

Being fully armored already, Aladar easily catches up to Edge, and he's still holding his tankard. He takes the time to drink it as he walks, irritated at being dragged away from his meal by something so low as a goblin in trouble.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

With the shrug Koma asks the chef to point out where he last saw the goblin. Koma begins scanning the area looking for goblin tracks.
Survival [roll0]
In case he is close enough to hear the shouting:
Perception [roll1]

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge and Aladar follow Globber's voice. Edge's sense of urgency seemed to disappear as Globber's voice echoed through the halls. Edge turned to Aladar. "He's safe. He has not yet ventured into the Underdark."

Soon, they gain sight of him.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma heads toward the shouting, and after a few twists and turns he finds them.
"Well, there you are. Which gate are we planning on entering? I will send word to Mewla so that she can find us quickly." Once the gate has been established Koma will reach into his duster and remove a small piece of paper and a pin that resembles a silver raven. He holds the Raven in both hands and whispers some words to it. The raven then grows to the size of a real raven and comes to life, though it is clearly still made of silver. Koma scribbles down the gate information and ties the note to the raven's leg. He focuses his thoughts and produces a mental image of Mewla and the bird flies off.

[Mewla]

Mewla arrived shortly after that, having been headed out her door when the raven found her. Once back with the group with her armor on and belonging in her bag she offered Koma a sweet smile.

"Thank you for the bird, I would have been lost without you." She told him with a sly little wink.

[Croverus]

The group finally altogether, you make your way back to the gate and the guards warn you to be careful. The passages can get twisted and being lost just 100ft from the gates is a poor way to end up dead.

[EdgeGrinder]

At the guard stations, Edge excused herself to a private room and changed into her Boneless Leather Armor. The leather suit was form fitting and quite flattering to her figure. Her Sword of Subtlety was belted to her left, her hidden dagger remained on her right wrists, a bandolier over her shoulder and across her chest packed with darts, a vial of Drow poison, and a sap. Her Bag of Holding I hung on her hip while tied to the bandolier while her Bag of Holding III was tied to her back to keep it from hindering her.

"I'm ready when you are." She said.

[Treebeard]

He looks around at everyone "Alright, we ready?"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

The Raven returns to Koma after delivering its message. When it lights on his arm, he whispers to it once more and it shrinks back to its miniature pin size and Koma tucks it away once more. He returns Mewla's smile when she arrives, "It was nothin'."
On the way to the gate Koma stops at the stabling area and returns a moment later strapped securely into the saddle of a large red eyed black gecko. Once at the gate he throws open his duster revealing a second set of arms, he opens two pouches on his bandoleer and draws a pair of polished four-barrelled rifles. Proping the left one on his hip, he tips his hat with the other.

"I'm ready when you are."

[Aladar]

Aladar tosses his empty tankard over his shoulder with a clatter, wiping his lips with the back of a gauntleted hand.

"Are we seriously going hunting anyways?" He asks, wondering what the point of doing such truly is when they will be traveling overland to their final destination. Going down seems rather counterproductive. Regardless, he has all of his gear with him, all of it worn, with the exception of a few things that are tucked neatly beneath his breastplate.

[Croverus]

As the group ventures beyond the relative safety of the torchlight, their darkvision allows them to see the world around them in black and white. Mewla is the only one unable to see without generating her own light source, but can smell her surroundings, knowing which direction each of her companions is. The group can see the tunnel twist before them before it begins splitting into multiple paths, some impossible to get to without climbing. An occasional patch of glowing mushrooms provides small areas of soft blue light, though most batches only illuminate a 5ft area. Other than fungus and a few sleeping bats on the ceiling, no sign of any other creatures right away.

(Everyone make Perception checks, note that anything beyond the range of your dark vision cannot be seen no matter how well you roll, but you might still hear it. If you have more than just regular vision and darkvision, please note this - I already am taking Mewla's Scent into account for her perception and she will be given information accordingly, but if you have LLV than the mushrooms spread light to their space and all spaces around them as well as low light)

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma scans the area as they walk, taking in the glow of the fungus and trying not to disturb the bats.

Perception: [roll0] +llv
Stealth: [roll1]

Mount
Perception: [roll2] +llv
Stealth: [roll3]

[Treebeard]

Globber looks around the area as they walk.

Perception [roll0]
Stealth [roll1]

[Mewla]

If Mewla was uncomfortable in the dark she gave no sign of it as she followed her nose to stick with the others, though she wasn't really trying to be stealthy.

Perception [roll0]

[Aladar]

Aladar tightens his grip on his Glaive as they make their way through the darkness. "Tis too quiet. I don't like it." He issues a command softly and his Glaive-Guisarme blade bursts into flame, illuminating the near area like a torch.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"So much for the element of surprise." Koma says under his breath as he eases back out of the firelight.
(Will follow the party at a distance of 40' behind.)

[Croverus]

As Aladar's galive covers itself in flames, he creates light around himself like a torch, bathing the area within 20ft of him in bright light, and dim light extending another 20ft beyond that. Anyone within 20ft of him no longer benefits from their stealth roll unless they have cover or concealment. The dim light just reaches the walls on either side and the ceiling above him is just visible within the bright light. Ahead the runnel splits three ways; one path leading straight ahead but the tunnel reducing to half it's current size, another tunnel branching to the left and curving up at a steep angle, and the third tunnel goes to the right and seems to widen into a large cavern. Natural stone pillars have formed in these tunnels and the sound of dripping water can be heard by everyone. The light does not reveal anything new, but those of you with darkvision now notice that there are a few patches of mushrooms that do NOT glow in the dark, though you can only make out their shapes in the dark; 2 large toadstools the size of a dwarf on opposite walls of the cave, with smaller mushrooms growing from a bed of roots. Everyone with darkvision except Aladar notices something among the roots, possibly bones or carapaces of small creatures.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Careful ahead." Koma says just loud enough to be heard by the party. "There seems to be a fungus among us. And these fungi's don't look like much fun guys."

[Aladar]

As the party approaches the fork in the tunnel Aladar slows down and peeers at the mushrooms looming ahead. He scowls a bit and glances at Koma, huffing under his breath. "Theres nothing fun about the underdark...ever."

Dungeoneering [roll0]
Perception(if needed) [roll1]

[EdgeGrinder]

"Everyone stay back." Edge quietly hissed , while half turning towards the party and making a hand signal to stop.

"I know of the fungus ahead. Violet Fungus and then Shriekers." She explained. "If we set off the Shriekers, we'll be in for all sorts of headaches. We should move elsewhere."

She looks to Koma and Globber with a smirk. "Unless you two think you can snipe the mushrooms for us."

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma stops at Edge's signal and begins searching the walls and ceiling for a route that would allow him and his mount to navigate safely around the fungus. Preferably without disturbing any bats.

Perception: [roll0]
Stealth: [roll1]

[Croverus]

Most fo you are able to remember information about these fungi. The violet fungus is a predator, attacking anything that comes to close, or actively hunting if food is rare. Its tendrils which it sits upon let it crawl along slowly, and the tentacles hidden in the fissures of its pointed cap lash out, hitting up to 10ft away. The tendrils are coated in a corrosive poison that rots flesh on contact. Shriekers themselves are not dangerous, but getting too close to them causes them to let out a loud wail, making it impossible for those near it to hear anything else while it shrieks. It's a passive fungus, typically feeding off things killed by Violet fungi or other underdark predators.

If the group moves straight through to the middle tunnel and Aladar extinguishes his flames you'll be able to avoid setting off the plants. The group can also go to the right tunnel if they hug the left side of that entrance, though Koma and his mount would need to move along the ceiling there to avoid the fungi, as there are no bats at the entrance to the right tunnel. The left tunnel is impossible to get through without disturbing the bats or disrupting the fungus.

[Mewla]

Mewla had attempted to stay as quiet as possible as she followed her friends along. As they talked of the mushrooms a deep set frown settled on her face, turning her attention to the path on the right. "I think there is more than mushrooms to worry about."

Perception [roll0]

[Treebeard]

Globber peers ahead, looking for the foes

Perception [roll0]

[EdgeGrinder]

"I say we take the middle road. It could make it if Aladar turns his light off." Edge voted. "I'll even go ahead a little ways."

Edge steps out of the light of Aladar's torch.

Stealth Check
[roll0]

[Treebeard]

Globber strokes his chin, thinking "That might work"

[Croverus]

Edge moves ahead, beyond the light. She passes down the middle, entering the center tunnel without alarming the shriekers. Those of you keeping an eye, ear, or nose out for trouble notice nothing new.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

As the party creeps forward Koma follows, one rifle trained on either patch of fungus. His eyes squint to see through the firelight. He silently hopes that Aladar doesn't wake the tenticular terrors ahead.

[Aladar]

Aladar grumbles under his breath but relents, issuing a quiet command and the flames flickering out of existance, plunging the group into darkness once more. He follows edge's lead, heading through the middle tunnel slowly, being as quiet as possible.


Stealth. [roll0]((Thank the gods for armor training III))

[Mewla]

Mewla stuck close to Aladar to follow his scent past the enemies ahead of them, happy they had chosen against going to the right. Though she couldn't help but be concerned about what they would meet ahead.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma brings up the rear, allowing Globber to move between him and Mewla. He creeps along taking care not to come too near the mushrooms as he enters the darkness of the smaller central tunnel.

[EdgeGrinder]

"Congratulations. You've accomplished what any crawling Drow babe has." Edge snickered quietly. "Onward."

Edge continues to act as the forward scout.

[Treebeard]

Globber advances with the group "I hope we find something tasy"

[Aladar]

Aladar smirks. "The best drow warrior is found wanting compared to myself." He boasts quietly. "Lets just finish this quick so we can get out of this cesspit and on the move before tomorrow arrives and departs."

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Decided not to go with the Mushroom and cheese I see." Koma says in response to Globber.

[EdgeGrinder]

"I hope you're right." She said to Aladar.

Walking on and scanning the tunnel as she went.

"Are we hoping to find rothe or what?" Edge wondered.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"So Globber, what are you looking to find down here? If the chef had tasked me to find meat, my first thought would have been topside in a forest or something, not a damp tunnel full of guano and man eating toadstools."

[Croverus]

The group advances down this smaller tunnel, which soon is more cylindrical and measures an even 15ft in diameter. No more man sized mushrooms here, but there are still less dangerous patches of fungi here and there, occasionally one that glows a soft blue, green, or even red in once case. You travel a good distance in the dark. Those of you paying close enough attention can even make out the different texture of molds growing along the wall and ceiling in patches, the floor though is clear of any debris, indicating this path is used from time to time. Those of keen sight also notice small burrows in the walls, each just big enough to slip an arm into.

(If you rolled a perception over 15 and can see them the molds are obvious, if you rolled a 20 than you notice the patches of mold.)

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Why do I feel like we're walking into a giant nest?" Koma says while studying the holes in the wall.

Suddenly he gives a short sharp whistle. "#Stop! These small mushrooms are being farmed. These holes belong to small creatures. I think we're in someone's home." He looks around a bit more. "Look there." He gestures to a growth of mold hanging from the ceiling. "Russet Mold, its spores are deadly, and they are rumored to turn their victims into vegepygmys." He slips his left rifle back int its pocket and slides carefully off of his mount. "That would explain the holes in the walls. Vegepygmys, of course, but where...are they?"

Koma stoops down and presses an ear to the ground. "Do you hear that? It's like footsteps, but not footsteps exactly. It sounds more hollow, like... Almost like bones. Mewla do you sense anything, I don't know, off? about this?"

[Mewla]

When Koma asked her opinion Mewla paused and took a few deep breaths while her ears twitched and listened intently ahead of them. "I smell rot....and I hear bone against stone." She answered after a few long moments, a stone of dread settling in her stomach.

[EdgeGrinder]

"I don't like the sound of that." Edge said.

Her Sword of Subtlety still in hand.

"How much longer before they arrive?"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"They don't sound terribly close, nor do they seem to be advancing."

[Aladar]

Aladar hefts his weapon and frowns. "Necromancers?" He whispers aloud, settling in a more defensive stance. The hair rises on the back of his neck at that idea.

[EdgeGrinder]

"Well if they aren't advance, we should too. This mold is making me nervous. The tunnel continues a ways before turning." Edge explained.

She walks on ahead towards the bend.

Stealth Check
[roll0]

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge scans the walls and ceilings around her as she proceeds.

Perception Check
[roll0]

[Treebeard]

"Because down here I can have more fun and not burn down things... much"

Perception
[roll0]

Stealth
[roll1]

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge made it to the bend without incident, but she hears a tapping noise that Koma and Mewla were talking about. She sees around the bend and is a little disturbed by what she finds.

She signals for the others to proceed to her.

[Treebeard]

Globber perks up his ears "You guys hear that tapping?"

[Treebeard]

He listens carefully to the sounds, trying to figure out what they are

Intelligence check
[roll0]

[Aladar]

Aladar slowly creeps forward, poking his head around the bend to take a look.

perception:
[roll0]

Stealth: [roll1]

[Treebeard]

He keeps listening "I think it's some kind of language. It repeats and has patterns to it. But I have no idea what's making it"

[Croverus]

Everyone in the group except Mewla has heard of vegepygmys before, small plant creatures with a humanoid appearance. They are born from the bodies of those killed by russet mold, and are a result of experiments by drow to create sentient fungus to harvest for food. The vegepygmys rebelled, and the cleansing by the drow escalated as they underestimated how quickly the vegepygmy numbers grew. They form colonies, exposing humanoids to russet mold to make more vegepygmys, and have formed rudimentary social structures. To date they haven't communicated with other races, but are kniwn to thump their chests and tap their weapons and tools to 'speak' with each other. They are passive creatures, only ever showing aggressive hostility to the drow that once enslaved them.

While you all approach, Aladar's boot catches in a slightly raised section of stone and he trips, stumbling and making a LOT of noise. The tappings sounds stop abruptly.

[EdgeGrinder]

As the tapping stops, Edge's heart skips a beat. They would not take kindly to seeing one of her kind in these parts.

"The vegepymys are not going to be happy to see me. Get ready for the worst."

Edge press her body against corner to hide and peeks around to the crude door. She motions for everyone to do the same.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

As Koma catches up with Edge he removes his hat and duster, handing them to the rogue. "Put these on and try to look human. Like this.

(Swift action shape shift human) Koma's ratlike face and extra set of arms fade away to leave the appearance of a human.

[Croverus]

Koma, and anyone else that has reached the corner, now can see the tunnel beyond the bend, which goes for 20ft, shrinks to only 8ftbin diameter, and ends with a 'doorway' constructed of bones with a hide stretched across. Luminescent mushrooms line the doorway, glowing a soft blue. After a few moments of nothing three small green humanoids step out through the doorway. Their heads have distinct mushroom caps, eye spots on their faces glow bright yellow, with small slits where nostrils and mouth would be. They lack ears, and their lumbs are short, their legs ending in fungal stumps. Two wield crude spears, the third wielding a femur bone like a club. They have scraps of clothing, and jewelry made of small bones and teeth. The femur weilder raps his improvised club on the stone floor, then waits, watching Koma warily. Several more faces peek out from behing the hide 'door'.

[EdgeGrinder]

"They might still try to capture us to turn us into them." Edge argued. She took Koma's hat and duster anyway. "But it might be worth a shot."

She reached into her Bag of Holding III to take out her Disguise Kit.

Disguise Check
[roll0]

Quick Disguise Talent - Takes one minute to disguise as a different race.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma lowers his weapon to appear less threatening..
"Hello, do you speak the common tongue?" Koma says in common. "Or perhaps the tongue of the tree folk?" He follows in Sylvan. Trying to stall for time he tries small talk, since he's not the most diplomatic of speakers.

[Mewla]

Mewla crept along behind them and would have been the last to round the bend out of dear mostly. But as she caught up with the others she checked her surroundings.

[roll0]

[Croverus]

The lead vegepygmy tilts its head and turns to the other two, thumping its chest then smacking the ground with the femur. One turns to the doorway and tips the spear on the floor, two of the vegepygmys hiding behind it scurry off in a hurry. The three apparent 'guards' turn back to the group, looking you over but keeping their distance.

[Treebeard]

Globber walks around the corner and stands beside the group, looking over the vegipygmys

[EdgeGrinder]

"Koma. They don't speak any verbal language. Thump your chest." Edge explained in a whisper.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge steeled herself and slowly came out from the corner in her human disguise. She thumped her chest with her left hand.

Sleight of Hand check to conceal Sword of Subtlety in plain sight. Deft Palm Talent - Use Sleight of Hand check to hide weapon in plain sight.
[roll0]

[Croverus]

One of the spear weilders stares at Edge, tapping the base of its spear on the floor. The other two look at her, turning to each other and simply stare at one another.

[Mewla]

Her nose wrinkled softly and she leans in a little closer to whisper to Koma and Edge. "I smell something....I think they speak through pharamones..." She explained softly to them as she kept her eyes on their enemies, her tail lashing nervously.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge took a deep breath and slowly walked forward, pounding her chest.

"Koma, watch my back. Globber, get some fire ready. Mewla and Aladar, get ready to charge if things get violent."

She stops half between her party and the vegepygmys.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma steps 5' forward. (Koma now threatens every square between the vegepygmys and the curve in the tunnel.)

[Croverus]

The vegepygmys' stance becomes aggressive as Edge approaches, the femur weilder smacking the ground loudly. They clearly did not seem happy to see her, though held their ground.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge remembered some of the language. "Where are we?" She asked the vegepygmy guards in their language. She reached into Bag of Holding I to take out a bag of poisoned vicious caltrops.

[Mewla]

Mewla listened closely, trying to piece together what she could of the language in case her diplomacy was needed.

Language [roll0]

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge understood that they wanted her to put her weapon away. Crafty moldmen, she thought to herself.

She made a point of sheathing her sword to win them over.

Diplomacy Check with a -4 penality because of the language barrier.
[roll0]

[Croverus]

The vegepygmy lower their weapons, one looking to the other. They start tapping rapidly 'speaking', a bit fast to keep up but Edge and Mewla both should be able to catch a little bit of what they are saying.

[Aladar]

Grumbles and stumbles to his feet, squaring his shoulders as he moves to stand behind Edge a few feet back. His looms menacingly behind Edge, not nescessarily hostile, but clearly ready to throw down if things get bad.

He takes this time to begin counting however many vegepygmy he can see.

Perception[roll0]

Intimidate roll:
[roll1] ((Fairly certain I've got my numbers right. It might be +32))

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma eases a bit, exhaling slowly as the vegepygmys lower their weapons.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge had repeated what she understood of their questions and began to ask them the best she could. " We don't want any unnecessary violence so we'll talking things out. We came from the surface to look for meat. The Dwarves let us through."

[Treebeard]

Globber pulls out a few vials of mulitcolored, sloshing liquid and some empty vials

[Croverus]

The vegepygmy 'spoke' amongst themselves for a minute, when the hide door was pulled aside and four more of the creatures arrived, their weapons looked in slightly better condition and two of them even wore random leather pieces as a form of armor. One more appears, this one seemed different from the others. For one it was a good 6 inches taller than any of the others, its eyes glowed brightly and the cap had points on it that resembled a crown. It wore bones sewn together to form a crude armor, and wielded a steel rod with a skull on the end, small metal spikes protruding out. Most noticeable is it's flesh seems to have russet mold infecting it directly. There is a moment of the vegepygmy 'talking with themselves, until the largest actually speaks, it's mouth actually moving. It speaks in a deep bass tone and uses Undercommon.

No meat is in clan land. You go back to hunt elsewhere. Or, you can come and join our tribe.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma leans to Aladar who is now standing next to him. "This must be the Sodfather."

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge was taken aback at the prime vegepygmy being able to actually speak. She stood there in shock for a moment.

"We shall hunt elsewhere. Thank you." She nodded her head while speaking in Uncommon.

She backed away five feet, returning the bag of poisoned caltrops to the Bag of Holding I, but something about this bothered her.

"Are the clans still in conflict with the Drow?" She asked.

[Croverus]

The mention of the Drow sends a shiver up the large (relatively) vegepygmy, a small cloud of spores visibly rising from its flesh around it. The others seem agitated by this but a thump of its chest quiets the guard.

The Drow seek to wipe us out, but we resist. We will continue to spread, gather more creatures to join us and soon we will rise back up against them. You can join us now. Can always use more.

Several of the smaller vegepygmy peek from the door, they are not armed with weapons like these guards and their leader, only carrying simple tools.

[EdgeGrinder]

"Shade damn it." Edge hissed in Common.

She turned to her companions, taking a bag of poisoned vicious caltrops back out of her Bag of Holding I. "That went to the Nether is a handbasket. Run or fight? I suggest we run."

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"What's going on with this Sodfather?" Koma asks Edge seeing that she is able to speak to them.

[EdgeGrinder]

"They want to turn us into them."

Edge then had a thought, holding the bag of caltrops. One of many bags of vicious caltrops she spent a lot of time and bag coating with Drow poison.

"Get ready to shoot and run. I think I have a plan."

She turned back to face the apparent vegepygmy chief. "I will leave you a gift to use against the Drow if you left us go." She said in Uncommon.

She held out the bag of caltrops. "There are tiny spikes coated with a sleep poison in this bag. With it, you could set a trap for your enemies and they will join you."

Diplomacy Check
[roll0]

[Croverus]

The spore cloud seems to disperse. The chief glances at one of its guards and makes a clicking noise, the guard walking up to Edge and taking the bag. With several thumps on its chest, the chief seems to order the others to move back into the hive. It speaks a bit more before turning and leaving. Two guards stay outside the door, watching your group.

We are thankful for this gift. You are welcome to join us anytime, we hope to meet again. Go now, and if you meet Drow, bring them to us.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge let out a sigh of relief. She and her party survived a brush with a vegepygmy chief and all it cost her was a bag of poisoned caltrops. She had 61 more bags left. All in all, not bad.

"I suggest we take another tunnel and maybe we should tell the guards about this tunnel if they don't know already." Edge snickered.

[Treebeard]

Globber watches from the back of the group, not really understanding what's going on, but hoping that he gets to blow something up soon

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma takes the hint and begins to mosey on back to his mount.

[Aladar]

Aladar seems to visibly relax, turning his back on the Vegepygmy hold and looking back down the way they came, at those hostile fungi. "And now we just need to get past those again..."

[EdgeGrinder]

Once they are clear of the hide door, Edge returns the hat and duster to Koma and cleans the make up off her face. "Thanks for the help back there, Koma."

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma collects his things from Edge with a nod.
"No Problem." He assures. "Should I take care of the Violet shrooms or should we attempt to dodge them once more?"
When he reaches his Gecko he mounts up and straps in.

[Croverus]

The group follows the tunnel back the way they came. Those with darkvision (and Edge before anyone else) notice the violet mushrooms have actually moved, blocking the tunnel exit. The shriekers have not moved with them, and a close look makes it apparent the violets are moving gradually, as if switching places.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge seem the lay of the land.

"Violets blocked the exit. Shriekers blocking the left tunnel. We can still slip through to the right tunnel. Thoughts?" Edge explained the situation.

"The violets are away from the Shriekers, so maybe we could take them." Edge suggested.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"If someone can light them up I'll take them from here, otherwise just let me get near them and I'll cut them down." Koma says while settling into his saddle. "Perhaps Globber can incinerate the shriekers to the left. I'm not terribly fond of water."

[Treebeard]

Globber strokes his chin, thinking. He pulls the pack on his back off and sets it on the ground as little legs pop out of it. He opens it to reveal a portable alchemist lab. "I think I might be able to make some defoliant to help clear out these creatures"

[EdgeGrinder]

"Excellent. I've been waiting to see the the fire bug at work." Edge said.

[Treebeard]

He mumbles to himself as he starts pulling out different chemicals and empty vials and starts combining things together.

Alchemy check to make enough defoliant to aid the group successfully
[roll0]

[Aladar]

Aladar hefts his weapon and eyes the fungi with trepidation. "I could always go in swinging and set them on fire with this...but it'll probably take a little bit."

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma moves to within sight of the violet mushrooms as quietly as possible. He lays his sights on the mushroom to the left and prepares to fire if it moves. (Ready Action)

He whispers to the others to form a strategy.
"Edge, follow the shadows around the screechers, try to strike down the violet on the right."
"Aladar, prepare to charge anything left standing."
"Globber, try to blow the shriekers to bits to clear that path."
"Mewla, stay back for now in case we need anyone patched up."

[EdgeGrinder]

"Gotcha." Edge whispered.

She drew her Sword of Subtlety and began to do her thing. She attempted to skirt the range of the shriekers and sneak up on the right Violet Fungus.

Stealth Check
[roll0]

[EdgeGrinder]

With no sign of the hostile fungus taken notice of her, Edge positioned herself by the right Violet Fungus, ready to attack. She waited for her allies to ready themselves.

[Aladar]

Aladar nods and hefts his weapon, preparing to charge if need be. He nods to edge to let her know he's ready.

[Treebeard]

Globber pulls out his vials and bottles, nodding his readiness.

Initiative roll
[roll0]

[Mewla]

Mewla had watched and followed the group silently. She had gone into prayer, something inside her just needing to connect with her Goddess at that moment. But now she was back with reality and ready to defend and fight with her friends.

Initiative [roll0]

[Treebeard]

Globber pulls out a vial of a blue potion with a bull's eye crudely painted on it and downs the contents. Afterwards, his eyes glow with a soft blue light.

Drinking a potion of Bomber's Eye; one standard action

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge's heart pounded in her chest as she stood ready to strike and with a quick thrust, Edge stabbed the Violet Fungus, catching it completely unaware.

And so the battle began.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma, having been sighted in on the other violet mushroom decides to pull the trigger and blast away at the violent violet fungus. After doing so his physical features return to normal and he retrieves his second rifle from his bandolier.

Stealth roll to muffle the sound. [roll0](-20 penalty for using a firearm already applied.)
[roll1] to hit
[roll2] DMG.
(Free action end shape shift)
(Swift action draw second rifle)

[Aladar]

Aladar moves to follow up on edge's attack, and put down the fungi if it still was alive. He does not activate the enchantment on his weapon, specifically not trying to set it on fire.


Attack roll:[roll0]
DMG:[roll1]

Attack roll:[roll2]
DMG:[roll3]

Attack roll:[roll4]
DMG:[roll5]

((Not sure how many swings I get in one suprise round. Apply applicable number.))

[Croverus]

Edge's blade slices a large chunk out of the Violet fungus, while Koma's rifle blows away a section of the other Violet's cap. Aladar charges forward, slicing horizontally and severing the fungus' trunk, the tendrils writhing as the fungus dies. Now the moment of surprise over, the remaining fungus is slow to react, giving Edge and Koma a chance to attack it, though Edge will have to move past its tendrils to get to it.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge moved in to attack and she thrust her blade at the Violet Fungus.

Attack Roll
[roll0]

Damage Roll
[roll1]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma Leans into the shot in order to fire without risk of hitting Edge. "You may wish to cover your face. This might get messy." Choosing to save ammo he focuses on making one shot count. He sights in on the heart of the fungus and eases the trigger back.

[roll0] stealth to muffle the sound.

Dead Shot Deed
[roll1]
[roll2]
[roll3]
[roll4]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

[roll0] +8 bleed damage.
Bleeding Wound Deed (free)

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge just having finished her attack could not get away fast enough, so she just turned her head away from the fungus, hoping the fungus would not explode from Koma's attack.

[Croverus]

The fungus shivers at the small cut made by Edge, but then a powerful shot from Koma makes the upper half of it pop like a cherry between a dwarf's fingers. The majority of the fungus remains is blown away from her, but a little bit splatter onto her cheek and armor. (Fort save please) The sound of the shot echoes up and down the chambers. After that the tunnels go quiet.

(Perception checks can be made by Edge and Aladar who can see partially into the tunnel that was originally blocked by the fungus, by anyone else to hear anything, and Mewla can see if she smells anything as well.)

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma nudges his mount along with his knees, moving forward as to get a look down the, now left, side tunnel.
[roll0] ride check to guide with knees.

"There's something down toward the lagoon. It's breathing so heavily I could shoot it in the dark."

[Aladar]

Straightening his stance after cleaving the fungus in twain, Aladar turns and lifts his visor to gaze at the newly cleared tunnel and into the darkness beyond.

[roll0]

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge wondered what Koma saw and looked down the left tunnel.

Perception Check
[roll0]

[Treebeard]

Globber looks down the left tunnel "Is something down there?"

Perception check
[roll0]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma looks back towards Mewla. "I think the danger has passed for now. Whatever is down there, it doesn't seem to be getting closer."

[Croverus]

The group reaches the entrance to this cavern complex and those with darkvision can tell, it's BIG. Those whose darkvision extends 60ft cannot see where the ceiling stops and the walls move outward before going beyond your vision. Edge can see twice as far but even he cannot see the back walls. The area just before you has several stalagmites and stalactites, limiting the paths to take. The cave entrance is 15ft wide where you stand and the walls move further apart, up to 60ft wide at the edge of most of your darkvision (except the Drow who sees that the walls widen to be as far as 100ft apart). But just 40ft ahead is where things get interesting as an underground lake is visible. Darkvision makes it difficult to gauge how deep it gets form where the group is standing. Mushrooms litter the walls, paths forming through them from underground creatures traveling about. Most are harmless and several glow soft blues and greens, providing low light for even Mewla to see at least some of the cavern. The ceiling quickly rises to be over 50ft high, and there are signs of climbing points leading to tunnels up along the walls and ceiling.

Most of you can hear a very shallow and slow breathing in the area, but cannot spot the source of it, likely something is in here but is hidden from view.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge stares down at the lake. "I've got a bad feeling about this." She scoffed. "Would it be easier to just get a deer on the surface at this point?"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"This lagoon is just plain eerie. I suppose I could investigate those tunnels aloft, but I don't like the look of it something is down there and its large. If you want to go topside I'm with you."

[EdgeGrinder]

"We're leaving in the morning. We better skip the temptation of possible treasure or action. Come, Clutchlings! To the fortress!"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma extends a hand down to Mewla, "Care for a lift?" He prepares to ride back topside without
any meat.

[Croverus]

Mewla giggles slightly and takes the hand that is offered, hopping up onto the giant lizard's back.

(who will be the last person to turn and leave?)

[Aladar]

Eyeing the cavern for a moment longer, Aladar turns and joins the party, forming the rearguard for the group as they retreat back to the fortress.

[Croverus]

As aladar turns to be the last to leave a sticky strand whips out from behind a stalagmite, striking him in his legs. The sticky substance seeps through the cracks and crevices in his armor, numbing his muscles and weakening him. The strand sticks to him and as he turns he can spot something just around the stalagmite where the strang is coming from, but it looks just like ANOTHER stlagmite, except with a mouth and a large eye staring at him. It readies to flick five other strands at him.

(This was a surprise round, everyone please roll initiative. I'll be rolling for Mewla. The creature is LARGE, it's closest side is 35ft away from you but it has cover as it is behind a stalagmite. Anyoen can use Knowledge(dungeoneering) to try and identify it.)

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge whipped around to face the danger and recognized it. "A roper!" She announced to herself and her party.

[Treebeard]

Globber jumps back a bit as the sticky rope thing lashes out at his teammates

Initiative roll
[roll0]

[Aladar]

Aladar emits a cry of alarm, pain, and distress all in one, falling to his knees for a moment before he grunts and ignites his weapon. Turning, he curses his abysmal luck as he sees the preparing set of five tendrils and settles in a defensive guard while taking a step or two back.

"Sunovabitch"

[EdgeGrinder]

"A roper." Edge said quietly to herself, remembering the story of ropers from her youth. She knew what to do. "Help Aladar. Get him out of the Roper's range and prepare for attack. I have a story to tell it." She commanded.

She looked into the direction of the Roper with her piercing red eyes.




Diplomacy Check
[roll0]

[Croverus]

The roper pauses, squinting its eyes, then speaks in guttural under common.

"A drow? You are far from your outpost, dark skin. Have you brought me snacks early?"

It's tendrils writhe about it, but it's paused it's hostilities.

[EdgeGrinder]

She spoke to the Roper.

"O cave dweller. I bring you a tale of death and murder this evening."

[Croverus]

The roper paused glancing at the rest of the party.

"And what are these other morsels here for? Do they have stories for me as well?"

The tendrils go slack to his side, becoming obscured from view.

(Perception checks to notice where they are)

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge looked to her allies and then to the Roper.

Perception Check
[roll0]

"Why of course! We all have stories of vicious murders and evil plots. However, they do not speak the tongue of the Underdark, so please allow me to speak for them."

"Look busy and talk." Edge commanded her allies.

[Croverus]

The roper stares at each member then seems to settle itself as it waits for the drow to begin speaking. It's singular eye moves back and forth between the members of the group.

[Treebeard]

Globber shrugs and starts talking

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Such a large target at such close range should be quite easy to hit without too much aim. Koma tries to prepare for the roper's actions. He tries to nonchalantly ready his weapon in case it's needed.

Perception check [roll0] to see its movements.

Stealth [roll1] and slight of hand [roll2] to ready my weapon without causing suspicion.

Readied action on the first sign of aggressive behavior.
Dead Shot deed
[roll3]
[roll4]
[roll5]
[roll6]
Each vs touch ac

"You're seriously going to talk to this thing? It tried to eat Aladar." Koma says in common.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge began her story as Globber shrugged.

"There once was a Roper, much like you, who kept three humans as pets. Two women, Janet and Chrissy, and a man named Jack. They called him Mister Roper and he kept them in his cave, charging stories for rent.

Without looked back at Koma, Edge hissed back. "These things love stories about murder and evil gods. I'm just stalling it."

Edge continued her story.

"Mister Roper could not have any funny business between his pets and they knew this. So Jack pretended to not be interested in the women to not incur Mister Roper's judgement.

[Aladar]

Aladar grunts and moves back to a more defensive position, cursing vehemently in Ignan as he wipes slime off of his leg as best he can.

"I'll give it murder and evil gods. I'll personally be its evil god as I shove this Glaive so far up its...whatever its got." He growls.

[EdgeGrinder]

As Aladar grumbled, Edge continued her story.

"So one day, Mister Roper found Jack in a compromising position with Chrissy. Enraged, Mister Roper took Chrissy into his strands and bite into her flesh. Her blood gushed out as her screams echoed through the caves and was suddenly silenced.

[Croverus]

Mewla hops down from the gecko, going to Aladar and checking his injuries, careful not to just the slime with her bare hands. "The draining isn't that great and I can only cast the spell to restore your strength once right now. Considering this creature can apparently sap strength with each tentacle strike, I'd suggest waiting until we can get away before trying to restore what little you've lost." She cannot see the Roper as clearly as the others can, but can smell it's breath, which smells of rot and dead meat. But the smell isn't fresh, this thing hasn't eaten in a while. "We might want to just flee, how interested in our stories will it be when it gets hungry?"

Koma spots the creatures tendrils slithering across the ground, moving slowly towards the group but pausing when Edge is storytelling.

[EdgeGrinder]

"I'll continue distracting it. Now would be a good time to attack." Edge suggested.

She cleared her throat.

"But poor Mister Roper needed another pet. Luckily another female, Cindy, happened in the Underdark and he snatched her right up to join Janet and Jack. Unfortunately, Mister Roper found Cindy in a compromising position with Jack and did to Cindy what he did to Chrissy."

[Croverus]

The Roper held up a tentacle, as if to make Edge pause.

"Why not just eat Jack? He's the one causing all the problems. Or eat them both. Just one humanoid, that's hardly a meal for a few days. This story seems boring and repetitive."

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge laughed at the Roper's comment.

"You're telling me. This story went on for 8 years. During that time, Mister Roper got a new cave with a new selection of victims."

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma watches the roper's tentacles sliding along. His trigger finger itching and pulling ever tighter as they came closer.

[Treebeard]

Globber pulls out a couple of bottles of chemicals and shakes them up, tossing two bottles at the roper

[roll0]
[roll1]

both of these are against it's touch ac, since it's a thrown splash weapon

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

(Last round's held action was not used so the grit was not spent)

With Flames erupting around the roper Koma raises his rifle and sights in his foe.
Dead shot deed
[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]
[roll3]

[Treebeard]

[roll0] It's all fire damage

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

[roll0] +8 bleed

Bleeding wound deed (free)

[EdgeGrinder]

With sword in hand, Edge ran at the Roper and slashed at it's body. "I have a surprise ending for you!"

Attack Roll
[roll0]

Damage Roll
Rogue Talent - Hunter's Surprise
[roll1]

Sword
[roll2]

[Croverus]

The two potions explode agains the Roper's stoney hide, and while still reeling from the flames the sound of Koma's rifle firing echoes through teh cave as a chunk of it's side is blown away. Edge charges forward and attempts to pierce it but his weapon deflects off the roper's incredibly tough hide.

Reeling in pain the Roper's singular eye fixes on the drow and it swings with all six of it's strands!


(all touch, dmg is to strength, make a fort save for each attack that hits)
[roll0] for [roll1]
[roll2] for [roll3]
[roll4] for [roll5]
[roll6] for [roll7]
[roll8] for [roll9]
[roll10] for [roll11]

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge took the strand hits standing, but felt the effects immediately. Her sword was the first to fall from her grip. It clattered on the stone floor with a metallic clank. With her strength sapped from her body, she fell to the cave floor unconscious.

"No fair, Drasaveil...."

[Aladar]

Aladar rushes towards the fray, bellowing a challenge.

(not sure if he's in range to attack this round, I imagine not.)

[Croverus]

Aladar advaces, but isn't able to position and attack. Mewla follows, reaching Edge and crouching down to check her injuries.

(Globber is up)

[Treebeard]

Globber pulls out his last two bombs and tosses them at the creature

[roll0]
[roll1]

When they hit
[roll2]
[roll3]

[EdgeGrinder]

On the ground, Edge remained unconscious, ignorant to Mewla at her side and to the battle that raged on without her. She slept an uneasy sleep. Not a sleep of restfulness, but one of weakness. Her mind went back...

A young Eleengrava sat by a cooking fire with the common Drow, the males not selected for Noble breeding and the females who had no Noble blood. One of the adult males, Vos, was telling a story with animated gestures. They all shared some an Underdark Chocolate bar someone had stolen.

"The Roper is a dangerous creature in the Underdark. It is silent, sneaky, and blends in with the caves, but it will usually try to weaken you before eating you. If you tell it a story, it might let you live long enough for it to get hungrier and eat you without savoring you." Vos laughed.

"Why can't you just run away from it?" One of the young Drow children asked.

"It's got long tentacles that can reach out and sap your strength." Vos explained.

"Then how do you kill it?" An adult asked.

"You don't..." Vos replied. "There are somethings in the Underdark you don't go looking for. The roper is one of them. It finds you. If you can, poison it and run."

Edge Goodnight looked back at this memory and wondered why she didn't listen. Has living on the surface clouded her survival senses?


Edge tried to mumble in her unconscious haze, but had not the strength.

[Croverus]

Globbers bombs engulf the roper in flames. It lets out a horrible sound and falls backwards, landing partially in the water. Its body twitches and spasms as the flames burn away it's flesh, and a loud popping is heard as the beast's eye is cooked and bursts. The Roper's body finally goes still, the flames dieing down, a rancid stench in the air now from the Roper's cooked flesh.

[Aladar]

Aladar is in no mood to take chances. He intends on being thorough. He advances on the roper and then, when he gets close enough, strikes it several times, activating the flames on his weapon to make doubly sure it is dead.(provided its not playing possum)

atk [roll0]
dam [roll1]+[roll2] fire.

atk [roll3]
dam [roll4]+[roll5] fire.

atk [roll6]
dam [roll7]+[roll8] fire.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Alright, that's enough. As soon as edge can walk, we need to get moving."

[Aladar]

Aladar grunts and shoulders his weapon before he eyes the beast. "Its a bit charred... but we could probably take the main body back and leave the tentacles behind. Should be a good deal of meat." He remarks, looking over at the others.

[Croverus]

Mewla blanches in disgust, "Roper meat? This things smells horrible burnt. I can't imagine cooking it will make it any better. Aladar, you'll have to sleep it off to get your strength back. I have to take care of Edge." Mewla begins praying to her goddess, her hands glow, specifically from her palms as she reaches down and touches Edge on the waist and shoulder. The light washes over Edge, revitalizing her.

(Edge is healed 130 hp, all ability damage is removed, and all negative effects are removed - including unconsciousness, fatigue, confusion, paralysis, etc)

[EdgeGrinder]

With her strength come back to her, Edge rose up with a gasp and a hidden dagger in her hand. She quickly scanned the area and evaluated the situation. She looked into Mewla's eyes that were not even seeing anything in the darkness.

"Thank you." She said softly.

Edge sheathed her dagger back into her wrist sheath and found her Sword of Subtly on the floor.

"Char cooked roper. I don't think even an Orc would eat that." She snickered. "Now let's see if Mister Roper had anything good."

Perception Check to hunt for treasure
[roll0]

[Aladar]

Grunting, Aladar gives the roper one last kick, eyeing it for anything shiny, or anything that might be able to hold shiny bits.

Perception
[roll0]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

seeing the others searching around the corpse, Koma decides to give the monster a quick once over himself.
[roll0] perception

[Croverus]

Koma notices something in onebof the wounds leading to what appears to be the Roper's stomach. Digging in the contents, the gunslinger pulls out three corpses wearing adventuring gear.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Well, we've saved these men from becoming roper excrement, but I think they are beyond even Mewla's capabilities. See if any of their gear is salvageable, then we'll bury them properly. " Koma begins inspection of the corpses.

[EdgeGrinder]

Edge looked to Globber. "Think you could collect some Roper Venom? It might come in handy." She asked

She then looked over to Koma. "Anything interesting?"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma looks to Edge, "there are several salvageable bits here. I suggest finding an arcanist when we get back." He then begins refilling a sack and putting everything in various pouches along his saddle.

Knowledge local [roll0]

[EdgeGrinder]

"This battle has me considering taking up the short bow. The bow string would probably be ruined, but any short bow and arrows in there?" Edge asked.

Knowledge Local
[roll0]

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

"Indeed there is, it actually appears in fair shape and..." Koma draws it back. "It has a fairly stout pull to it." He says with a bit of a grunt.

[Croverus]

Some of you recall rumors that several of the young adventurers in the training group you were a part of vanished into the underdark during the last month of training. When Koma pulls back on the bow, the string barely budges, he's not strong enough to use it.

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Koma loads the bodies up across his mount, and begins walking along side it. "I believe these unfortunates may be the bonded initiates from last season's class. The ones who went missing before they could be dispatched."

[Treebeard]

Globber shrugs "Couldn't hurt"

Craft: Alchemy
[roll0]

[EdgeGrinder]

"The Masters will be please by this development." Edge said. "We shouldn't dally much longer. We can divie up there equipment in the safety of the Fortress."

[Aladar]

Aladar smirks at Koma's pitiful pull on the bowstring, gesturing him to pass it over so he can get a look at it.
"Give me a look at that." He says before he wrinkles his nose and waves distastefully at the corpses.

"Be better to leave those or burn 'em. Better a mystery disappearance than a report of being carrion for monsters. Less stench and bother for us since we wont 'ave to let the masters know, and a shred more dignity for 'em."

He arches a brow slightly as he is hit by an afterthought before he glances back at Edge. "I thought your kin favored crossbows?"

[STDM Grizzly Ad]

Hearing Aladar's sentiment, Koma looks to Mewla. "What would you have us do with them?"

[EdgeGrinder]

"If we turn the corpses in we won't have to bury them ourselves. Besides, the Roper isn'r just any monster. It's strong and intelligent. Had there been less of our numbers, we'd have suffered the same fate." Edge argued.

"So for crossbows. Yes, the Drow prefer them, but I find them clunky." She explained. As soon as Globber was done bottling the venom, they would set to return to the Fortress.

[Croverus]

Mewla looked over the bodies, remembering who they were and her hands glowing as she checks on their spiritual state. "Their spirits have moved on, they are at rest now. We should return the bodies to the Grand Dragons. We can get the items examined then as well. I just wish to be gone from these tunnels. They reek now of rot and death."

Globber is only able to gather a single vile of the substance that coated the Roper's strands. The strands themselves were made almost completely of the substance surrounding a thin tendril, but the flames burned away most of it and the rest seemed to evaporate upon the roper's death. There is only the one vial's worth that can be salvaged, even with Globbers expertise.

[EdgeGrinder]

"Well, I'm ready to move on." Edge announced with a hint of impatience as she stood beside Koma and his mount, holding her nose.