Standing up, with one final caress to her sister, Galinea addresses the Dwarf
Of course, but please tell me your name. And as you seem to be one of the more rational of your group, could you tell me exactly why you and these Goblins are here. I assume they enlisted you to help rescue the King, but when did you learn of the curse and from whom?
She then looks down, demurely, but sees something on Windel's belt that startles her. She takes a slow step back away from Windel, and points at the desk.
Her voice cracks when she speaks
There is ink and parchment on the desk
"Me full name is unimportant but they call me Windel. I'm a lowly son and follower of Praggul Strongfist, God of War, and I do his bidding." He catches the priestess eyes look at his belt. I assume she sees the axe.
perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
"You seem startled."
Yes, I am, and I should be. Where did you discover that axe? She points at his belt. It was believed lost a century or more ago. Once it was the bane of many tribes of my people, but then, in a most surprising turn of events, the axe was given to a Goblin King as a sign of peace. The one who gave that axe went on to be discredited, and dismissed as insane, and he disappeared from history. Now it turns up in your hands, and why?
"Me patron saw fit to show 'er to me." He speaks a matter-of-factly. "Praggul knew I'd be a guud caretaker in a great time of need." He contemplates the moment then asks, "Do share the history, we know that with knowledge comes guidance and wisdom." He seems earnestly interested in what she can reveal about the axe.
I have a book here somewhere, Galinea moves away from Windel, always keeping an eye on him, that mentions the weapon. I think the name is written in that book, but I can’t remember it. What I do remember reading is that the weapon was made many centuries ago, by an oracle, who gave the weapon to a Dwarven hero to be used in the great wars of our ancestors. It is a dwarven book, so naturally it is biased, and does not tell the whole truth, but I do believe that because of that weapon the riding of poisonous Giant Spiders fell out of favor among my people. We still, many of us, maintain ties to our arachnid friends, much like the humans do with their dogs, or the Elves with rabbits, or so I’m told. But there was something else, hmmm, I don’t remember exactly what it was, it has been a long time since I read that book on the history of the Dwarven conquest of this island. Let me see if I can find it for you, but, Windel, here I’ve told you everything I know, and yet still you, and your friends keep your secrets close. Don’t think me a fool, or perhaps you think that we are weak, we are not. I surrendered because I love my sister and I could not stand to see her die. I’ve tried to protect her, keep her out of harm, but she is determined to prove something to the world, prove that she is as fierce as any goblin ever was, but she is not right in the head, and as much as I try to keep her safe, she is her own undoing more than I can bare. If our paths crossed and she was not among the factors, things might have gone very differently indeed. You have the upper hand, now, and you have the advantage of having more than one Goblin among your numbers, who can think beyond the immediate, so if it is your intention to keep secrets, and you think you play me for a game, then you would be best to end my life now, the axe would make it easy, because if your intention is to cross me, or my people, and I live, you will find me a formidable opponent in the future.
Miagnik nodded his head at the information the group had learned from Galinea and had been contemplating reworking his plan when the rapid exchange between Windel, Rownig, and the priestess occurred.
He had been about to answer her question but then stopped. At the end he looked looked up without looking directly at Galinea and began speaking in a very quiet, neutral voice.
"How we came by the information... isn't important. Moments ago you were practically begging to be our prisoner, rather than see your sister die. We spared all your lives once because we thought we might be able to make a deal with you. We did, and you, your sister and a handful of your followers are still alive. Now don't think you can go making demands just because Windel has some ancient weapon which makes you shiver. If we don't intend to share something it's because it isn't necessary to do so. If you want us to continue helping, I suggest, you talk a little less about fighting us in the future."
Intimidate: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 2 = 19
"First you send yer minions to attack, then you git a backbone and do it yerself, but when the fightin' gits guud and yer sister is near death you want peace, now you seek another conflict....yer confused priestess." He pauses but a moment and draws the axe as he was gripping it (he actually never put it way but went with the DM's description). "Y'wanna fight come on...I ain't runnin', Praggul don't like cowards."
[a little earlier]
When Galinea presents her with the bracers Mae bows in return. The proferred gift is immediately placed on Mae's arms, and she does not conceal her vainglorious pleasure, holding them up to the light before remembering herself and taking on a subdued complacent attitude. When the weapons and armor appear Mae very quickly claims the masterwork morningstar, tossing aside the old one she had without a thought.
"My thanks Lady Galinea. Your munificence is without rival this night."
While underground, Mae follows the habit of constantly characterising time as "night".
Mae nods as Galinea describes her sister not being quite right in the head.
"I have empathy for you, mistress-maid. I to suffer a similar malady..." she intones without emotion, casting a sidelong glance at Stephanie.
Mae does not aid Miagnik in this instance - having been swayed by shiny-shiny, and realising that Windel and Galinea must of necessity be seen to be strong and passionate by their own drive and motivations.
It will come to naught.
"Perhaps if you too could read Windel, you could substitute bravado for learning. Put your cleaver away..." she speaks quickly, trying not to seem the bought turncoat and agent of opportunity she really is.
Mae is obviously oblivious as to whether WIndel can read or not already...
Don't suppose there are any fancy books of goblin magic hiding in some dusty corners around here?
Stephanie watches the group keeping silent for the most part.
If I was to remove the third sigil of Maleficant binding and rejig the Galefaros seal for the effect I could certainly use the effect to boost the resonance on the image...
She is quite obviously distracted as she jots shorthand notes down into her spellbook. She listens carefully when Galenia speaks on her loyalties though. very interesting... hrmm.. I wonder what a schism in their ranks due to religious differences could do?
"If you have any books on goblin history or magic, I would ask to read it. I have regrettably let the lessons my mother taught me on the subjects wither."
The boiling argument in front of her occurring Stephanie looks up and a frown on her features. They just agreed that cooperation was the most expedient method to resolution at this point. I owe them for helping me but at the same time if we kill this priestess I..we lose a significant ally.
"Were we not just agreed that killing her would make more problems in the longrun? I know that 1 spiders are a sore issue with us. I don't find them pleasant either but I'm trying to understand more about them so I don't need to fear them, its part of my heritage after all.
Galinea 2 I understand your concerns, I likely wouldn't react half as well if my sister were wounded like that in the company of hostile strangers."
The gnome states as she pauses the frenetic writing she had been engaging in, letting a page of ink dry.
"I'll gladly say that the reason I'm here is that these warriors freed me, they helped save me and I have skill enough to aid them.
I personally want to help save my family.
As far as I've gathered we seek to end the curse of undead on this island, 3and we have been requested to do so by the nobles of the dwarven king and more recently Chief Heelgodd." Stephanie states with emphasis on the last portion.
"Well his ghost at least, he was very kind."
bluff: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
1. she states with signs of obvious stress on her face
2. the gnome does her best to look only at the priestess's face, and obviously glances toward Maelodakh
3. The glance she makes to Hallister and Miagnik seems significant.
"yes, he allowed us to rest in his tomb last night." stephanie states as her familiar seeks a comfertable perch in the room, ink dried she begins writing in her spellbook again though she is obviously still listening.
Rownig busies himself twirling two new handaxes getting the balance and feel. He removes his old axes and tucks them safely within reach on his person. Can't have too many weapons handy. "Hal, you claiming this last axe?" He motions towards the third masterwork handaxe.
When the priestess turns defensive towards Windel, Rownig perks up and looks around the room. He listens intently measuring the odds.
Miagnik's eye twitches as Stephanie speaks about Heelggod, but he sighs and rubs his head.
"Yeah, we talked to King Heelggod. Why, is there something we should know?"
Galinea bows to Miagnik, and says, Forgive me great Miagnik, of course you are right and I will not challenge your followers again
Galinea’s Sense Motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Maelodakh, I don't believe even if you tried you could succeed at a Bluff Check here, so...
Galinea notices the way Maelodakh glances at Stephanie and she approaches the Goblin Girl carefully, lowering her voice she whispers
After reflecting on the things Stephanie mentions, she says out loud
There are a few old tomes, some small simple books in the room beyond the secret door there, you are welcome to look at them, but alas there are no books of spells here. However, Omara has many scrolls and books of magic in her quarters.
And when Stephanie casual mentions that the group slept in the Ghost's chamber, and Miagnik, whom she seems to admire, confirms it, she ads
Then there is more to this strange mix of Goblin and Dwarven heroes than I realized. King Heelgodd has been a particularly troublesome spirit for the Vampire Queen. Her power of the undead is unchallenged, even far beyond the necromancer Omara, yet nothing either of them have tried has been effective in controlling good king Heelgodd. He has kept everything and everyone out of his chamber for many years, and normally anyone trying to reason with him is met with the full fury of an angry, restless ghost, but you say he welcomed you? I don’t understand, unless he knows something, something important. I am in no position to ask favors, but please, is there anything he told you that could shed light on his decision to welcome you into his tomb?
Miagnik looked perplexed. "Who can say, perhaps he sensed our intentions to not try and control him or the royal bloodline maybe? All I know is he was the first non-hostile creature we met."
Mae justs nods with pursed lips and accepts the Spide-taur-lin's condolences...but makes sure not to divulge any further information. Not from any sense of danger, but more protecting her familal propriety...
I'm ready to move on when everybody else is...
"He told us to seek followers of Een'Droth and Fath'Reen, for they are the goblin deities that would seek to bring the conflict of this age to an end." Stephaine states as she pauses in though, before adding a final spiral and letting another page of her spellbook dry. She tries her best to igore the priestess's chitenous body. "Oh.. I said I'd try to understand them but spiders? why spiders? why couldn't it have been snakes? I can deal with snakes."
"He also said that this land is not the birth place of goblins, and it does not belong to the 'Dwarun' either. He said there was no future where both races could not be found together, only by setting aside our differences would we overcome the challenges in front of us."
She states as she tilts her face down, brows in recollection. And yet so many questions still follow those words...
"He also spoke to us on the goddess Zeenthia, and her true nature."
The caster says as she looks at Galinea and waits for a response to her verbal hook. She says she does not follow the goddess, so there is good chance we might obtain a powerful ally from this rather than a dangerous prisoner.
The princess shivers slightly as she does her best to ignore Galinea's lower half
Now if only she had a form that didn't play havoc with my fears. Uhgg.. I'm going to be dreaming about spider goblins for weeks..
Once this is done stephanie would check out the history books in the secret room (look up King Heelgodd) and take one or two of the better ones with her so she can continue her studies of the goblin culture. Gotta lurn them rigth words.
Windel asks Priestess Galinae the following, "Priestess, you stated you serve the Vampire Queen, but are you follower of Een’Droth, the spider queen, and her consort Fath’Reen?" He watches her reaction closely then continues, "where in this tomb can the followers be found?"
I looked for this question and answer but didn't see it. If this has been asked and answered, just link the post.