With the royal affairs taken care of in Lunanul we were free to continue our search for clues that would lead us to uncovering the prophecy of the treasure protected by fire and ice.
With the majority of the party stricken by food poisoning from the feast the night before, and Olfin unable to wander the streets of Lunanul, Vilkas was left with the duty of searching for information. His first attempts came up with no results but soon enough the idea “head to the library” popped into his head (not because Leah said go to library, it was all Vilkas).
The Library of Lunanul and the Crazy Dragon Dude:
As Vilkas entered the library he was greeted by the librarian’s assistant. Eager to attain more information about the prophecy Vilkas immediately asked for books about dragons and the northern mountainous terrain. This search might have been fruitless if the assistant had not mentioned Lord Montauriel, an elf considered to be crazy for his claims of talking to dragons. With this information in hand Vilkas departed with the books and made his way to the Lord’s estate; Vilkas could feel he was about to get the answers he was seeking.
Vilkas stood at the entrance of Lord Montaruriel’s estate, overwhelmed by its grandeur, lifted the heavy knockers (heh knockers…anyway) and waited patiently. The door was swiftly answered by one of the Lord’s servants and before Vilkas could finish his request to speak to the lord the servant interrupted, “come in he will see you in a minute.” Vilkas made his way towards Montauruiel’s study, passing through desolate hallways and hoped he would have answers to the questions the party had been longingly searching for.
There he stood, almost eager to have someone to converse with. Vilkas wasted no time and asked what he needed to know; he asked him about the prophecy, about the type of dragon that might be hiding in the cave, and (optimistically) about a way to survive a dragon encounter without being fried to a crisp. Montauruiel answered his questions and told him of a once terrifying and powerful dragon; a dragon that once roamed the mountainside causing havoc and devastation, laying waste to everything with its crimson flames. This dragon’s name was Zinamorixandrianela, and as powerful as she was her reign of terror came to an end. She had been sealed away by a powerful individual with a powerful spell that held the dragon in a prison of ice, ice infused with so much magic that it made it impossible for Zina to burn through it. Lord Koratsindirrianomin; he was our best shot at getting in and out safely, but according to Montauruiel finding him would be next to impossible, so he gave Vilkas the next best thing. He gave Vilkas a copy of the spell used, a spell much too complex for Vilkas to execute but maybe not for the Mages Guild. Vilkas had gotten all he could and set out with the information he was given and a map marking the location of the prison, all courtesy of Montauruiel, and returned to Olfin. They were done with this town; it was time to move on.
To Tisahn, to the road, and Tisahn again:
The half-elf and the half-orc found their way to Tisahn without incident. They had arrived at the dead of night and decided to rest at Nyamak’s house; the mages guild could wait till morning. Arrival at the mages guild was met with disdain by an annoying little mage, but there was not time get even (at least not now). Vilkas tried to sneak into an appointment with no luck; with no other choice but to schedule one he also decided to see if there was someone that he could see without an appointment. Luckily there was and even more fortuitous was the fact that after Vilkas showed her the pages of the spell she more than willingly brought Vilkas to the head of the Mages Guild. The Guild Head was intrigued and said he would take a look at the spell. Vilkas gave asked the Guild Head if there was a way to dispel the spell as well as a way to recast it. “Come back in two days and I’ll see what I can do,” and so Vilkas left, scheduled to return in two days.
Two days pass, Vilkas and Olfin make their way to the Mages Guild to hopefully retrieve the instruments that will aid in the recovery of the gems. As they entered they were greeted by the obnoxious little mage, tempted to retaliate his childish pranks Vilkas was stopped by Olfin telling him to wait until we were done with our business. We headed to the Guild Head’s study; the door read Super Awesome Mage Dude so they knew they were in the right place. They were given to rods, one to release the barrier (theoretically) and one to put it back up (theoretically). With the weapons in hand it was time to make their way to the Mountains.
The Drow had mysteriously appeared as the half-elf and the half-orc were on the road to the mountains, this was great news because now keeping watch was no longer an issue. In the middle of night as the weary travelers sleep, with Olfin on watch, the camp was attacked by creature made of wood. The creature, with gigantean reach struck Olfin multiple times; with Vilkas, the half-elf, and Moonfire, the drow, now awake the battle had begun. As the battle raged on Moonfire and Olfin took the battle to the Wooden beast as Vilkas attempted to distract it with spells. The battle continued and as Vilkas saw that his distractions were less than effective, with his friends paying a hefty price receiving blow after blow, he leaped into the fray. Digging deep into his Boreal bloodline he fired a chilling cold from his fingertips; the creature creaked and wailed as life slowly drained from its body. The battle was won but with heavy injuries it was better if they turned back to heal up.
Healing took time but they were soon back on the road. A camp, Olfin on watch, an alarm spells set up, a familiar scene; a wooden creature enters but this time it’s different. With great force and tenacity Olfin and Moonfire scream and howl into the night sky and this alone sends this new wooden beast running back into the forest (as well as leave Vilkas utterly confused).
The Construct, The Tower and The Wardrobe:
A roaring fire under the stars and Olfin up keeping watch, a scene usually met with disaster, except not this night. Out of the darkness appeared a figure, a woman with raggedy clothes, a very pretty woman but staying alert was probably the best course of action. Olfin took a liking to her, and she to Olfin, so she became an official traveling companion; she was a construct sex robot girl, but Olfin was happy so Vilkas and Moonfire decided to not make comments.
Ruby, she told us was her name, let us know that she had come from a tower not far from here as she had noticed the light from our camp. She had been alone for years since her master’s death and sought “company.” This master had created a construct, so he had to be a capable mage, and capable mages usually keep stuff in their towers. The party moved forward towards the tower, if there was something there they were going to take it.
In the tower they found great treasures, specifically in the mages wardrobe. Moonfire riffled through the deceased mage’s clothes and found a few objects untouched by time. These were magical items, items that would without a doubt help their cause (I’ll write down all the way at the bottom the items acquired during the session). Acquiring all of value from the tower and a little bird construct they set their sights back on the road.
The road is treacherous and hardly ever forgiving. The party was near their destination but on the way there they saw what remained of a cart, a cart now previously scorched. Olfin stopped the carriage to inspect the cart finding a box filled with gold, maybe this time it wouldn’t be so bad.
Unfortunately, as they continued on they ran into a colossus plant blocking the road and before they could turn back to attempt another way around trees had mysteriously blocked their path. Olfin moved forward to investigate the rooted plant, no fear in his eyes (he was moving slowly, but trust me, no fear). Olfin slowly got closer and suddenly the plant made its move; it attempted to grasp Olfin’s feet but Olfin was too fast. The party readied for battle. Attacks flew as the plant took the full force of the party’s attacks and when the plant had enough it struck the ground creating a seismic wave, knocking all but the mighty Olfin down on their rears. Vilkas gallantly used his skilled usage of teleportation spells to position himself behind the plant; he wanted to end this with a burst of frozen winds. His attack that had previously obliterated a wooden creature was closer to a tickle against this plant. Moonfire, enraged by the plant’s annoyance, mustered up her strength and with a flurry of blows cut the plant down with the full strength of a barbarian. The battle was won. The town that once was still a ways away, our heroes decided to make camp. Their destination was close but it would have to wait.
Spectacles of understanding
Boots of resist elements
8 diamonds- each worth 1000gold
Circlet +2 to char and wis
400 gold- group pack
cure light potion x3
cure critical x2
cure moderate x3