Posted By Scott on April 26, 2010
(Part 2 of 4, I’m only a week behind!)
Hey everyone, thanks for the mammoth session yesterday. A total of 8 hours of Dnd was probably the longest it has ever run for and i hope you all had a good time. The first group tackled the mysterious pirate group the Obsidian Leviathan while the second group banished a necromantic skull, overcame the bewildering powers of the Wayfarer’s Twig and crowned a queen to the newly freed Moon Elves. Below are the exploits of the first group:
The Death of A Merchant
As the group of:
- Aurora – A Banished Lava Elf Illusionist
- Geldast – A Psychotic Human Mercenary
- Yalin – A Wood Elf Bard with a flair for Tricks &
- Charr – A Disguised Crimson Dragon Ravager
Met with Captain Feldar, who had accompanied them during their last adventure for the Casovani family. Within the seedy tavern the old pirate retold his tale of hardship. A once mighty pirate within the Obsidian Leviathan, Feldar was convinced by his unexpected love to give up the unlawful life and start a family with her. Fleeing from the clutches of the vile pirating group, Feldar found peace and happiness, starting a family and captaining vessels for the numerous merchant companies. Tragedy struck when the Obsidian Leviathan found him and slaughtered his new family, ever since the mighty captain has sought his revenge. After their brief encounter with the Obsidian Leviathan, Feldar approached the group and asked for their aid in his quest for revenge, the four above accepted and as they stood around several naval charts and maps covered in markings and notes, Captain Feldar began briefing them on his plans.
The captain, pointed out three targets:
- The Almighty Dreadnought and Flagship of the Obsidian Leviathan, Captained by a world renowned swordsman named Tuga
- A storage pontoon that floated freely within a coral atoll and maned by a colony of Merfolk. The Merfolk Druid Karakest led his people under the guise of Captain for the Obsidian Leviathan
- A remote island that was rumored to hold the pirate companies greatest treasures. With Captain Toras a powerful Psion in charge of warding away intruders.
While the group weighed the pro’s and con’s of each situation. Geldast thought it would be an opportune moment to finish some unresolved issues he had with one of the locals. Slipping from the tavern unnoticed and unseen the Mercenary travelled quickly through the back alleys of Porthollos. The scent of discontent and tension thick within the air, as the people feared the repercussions of the recent assassination of Keordan, head of the Casvoani merchant family. The same Family Geldast was hastily travelling to visit. As the near psychotic Mercenary arrived the Casovani mansion in the middle of the merchant district he quickly scaled to the top floor from the cover of a dark alley. Climbing into an unoccupied room, Geldast heard the enraged and mournful shouts of Jarlyn, the Casovani’s youngest son and new family leader, emitting from the a room down the hall. As Jarlyn finished berating his subordinates they left quickly and quietly not wanting to upset the greiving son anymore than necessary. As quietly as the left, they could only be likened to rampaging animals if compared to the quiet and stealth used by Geldast to enter Jarlyn’s chambers. The young man shot the mercenary a confused look, he new the mercenary as an agent of his fathers, but before he could berate the man for his unannounced arrival, Geldast lifted his crossbow and ended the merchants life with the squeeze of a trigger. The dark mercenary collected his morbid trophy, removing the merchant’s little finger and slipped out the window, travelling the roof tops until he stealthily reentered the tavern room where his compatriots were still discussing their options. A quaint smile crossed his face as he realised his absence hadn’t been noticed.
Toward the Isle of Treasures
The group decided to dodge the reef guarded by aquatic creatures and steer clear of the Obsidian Leviathan stronghold aboard the flag ship opting to target the rumoured treasured island. The made haste towards the docks with final preparations in place, noticing the sounds and sights of the city of Porthollos erupting in response to the news of a second assassination within the Casovani family. Without a clear successor and the families allies rallying to strike at an unseen foe, the entire city seemed on a razor’s edge. Captain Feldar paid little attention to his surrounds, wearing a steely determined gaze he led his crew of adventurers aboard the Wind Wisp and set sail away from the erupting chaos behind him.
Not long into their voyage the party noticed and derelict junk drifting through the island riddled seas. The crude vessel was covered in in red and orange symbols that were familiar to one of the party members. The symbols were Lava Elf war paintings yet Aurora knew her people never ventured far from their volcanic home let alone near the coast or sail upon the seas. The group choose to investigate the odd vessel and found a disturbing sight when they moored against the drifting junk.
Aboard the derelict vessel several Elven bodies strewn about in what little shade they could find, chapped lips and pale skin were the less obvious signs of illness aboard the vessel. Deathly ill the Lava Elves could hardly respond to the intruders aboard their vessel as Aurora, Charr and Geldast boarded to see if they could discover the origin of the disease. Aurora used her natural mana to try and heal one of the sick. As she begun the processes of conjuring the mana for her spell, she felt a weird surge and was suddenly filled with raw Lava based mana. The mana burst forth from her in a blast of dry searing heat that healed her brethren and caused her companions to look on in with stunned expressions.
Healed by the spell the Lava Elves began to move and over time they stood with steadily growing strength. The captain of the vessel approached Aurora and began a harrowing tale about the fate of her people, the people who had banished her, for her natural born affliction with mana.
Since Aurora’s birth amongst her people. The Lava Elves have slowly been awakening to mana and magic again for the first time in five generations. It seems that Aurora who was born already linked to mana is the only one of her kind that is not adversly affected by the remerging of the magical essence, with the rest of her race becoming deathly ill by the alien magic invading their bodies. For now the Lava Elves have no clues as to why magic is returning to them, but they do know that Aurora is the only one of her people that gain withdraw the sickening mana of her people. Incidently with each Lava Elf Aurora heals from this mana sickeness her own abilities and magical power increase.
Armed with this new information Aurora felt a sorrow and connection to her people that had been missing since her exile. The recovering Lava Elves asked for the adventuring group for help in their endeavour to rescue their kidnapped brethen from the Eclipse Elves who were harvesting the Lava Mana for use in vile summoning rituals. The party agreed to help Aurora and her people in their dire situation, but the were politely reminded that their services had already been contracter to Captain Feldar and his search for retribution. After a small discussion, Aurora promised her people that she would return to them and aid them as soon as she had finished helping the old pirate. With that the adventurers reboarded Captain Feldar’s vessel and headed off toward the Obsidian Leviathan’s Island of Treasure.
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