Before Andrea leaves for Talbard's she relates what she remembers of the devils.
Bone devils tend to pride themselves in extracting information from their victims, they enforce infernal order and the will of their archdevil lords. They favor using their constant fly technique attack with their stinger, bite and clasws then turn invisible with quickened spell like ability. They repel insignificant damage (less than 10) unless it is good. They are immune to fire and poison, and resistant to acid and cold. One flat surfaced they are know to call up a wall of ice to separate their foe.
Areal would have hit john, orsin with restoration spells if they needed it. Lucrezia was elsewhere so, he will leave that up to Andrea.
Areal, also, hands Orsin a pouch with 6 cure serious wound potions for the group.
When Melissaa grabs his neck and jerks him back: Ahhhhhhhh! Don't hate Ziz. He healed Faelyn in the fire. It was a lost cause. I came here to study how to save him!!! Ziz dying helped no one! Ziz pleads with the librarian. Faelyn said he regretted he wouldn't see you again. Ziz wants to fix things!
"He thought of ME when he was dying", her grip softening as she puts Ziz on her shoulder. "I wish I knew how to get in touch with his friends. She sighs, "But we never got to that topic."
Master Talbard can find them! He was Faelyn's mentor.
"Your coming with me and no whining, besides I need directions.
Yes M'am! Ziz morphs into a raven.
At sunrise Tobian is waiting for the adventurers to arrive with Faelyn's remains. The High Priest, known as the First Sword Knight of Iomedae, is clad in white and gold, fully armored, and carrying a shield and longsword. There is young man with him, who has human features, but there is the slightest touch of half-orc in him. The young man nods to Lucrezia, as if they have met.
"You come before me to request the goddesses blessing in the resurrection of this man's soul. I am here, with my emissary, Daniel Arissen, to witness the sun, glory and goodness that is Iomedae."
"Evil has brought this man to us and righteousness shall restore him to his former glory. Awaken and spread the good word by crushing evil with the force when necessary." With those words of blessing, Faelyn is resurrected and ray of sunlight comes through the window, he quickly follows with a restoration spell to remove the remnants of his weakened state.
When Andrea arrives at Talbard's she gives a potion of CSW to everyone and casts Lesser Restoration on Lucrezia to fix her health damage.
May her light shine upon us.
Daniel helps out as directed by Tobian, annointing Faelyn's body with oil and holy water. He makes the sign of the Sword and takes a knee to silently give thanks as breath returns to the elf's chest.
As Faelyn awakens with a deep inhalation and sits up the Yound paladin moves to calm him. He speaks calmly, like one trying to ease a frightened child.
Easy...easy...I know this is disconcerting. Some people don't remember much. Faelyn, you fell in battle and crossed to Pharasma's relm for judgement. What happend there only you may remember, but your friends sponsored the'First Sword', that Imodae might call your soul to return to this life. You have answered. What you do from here is your own choice, but know that for whatever reason, today, the Dawnflower shone her glory upon you. I pray that you will not waste this second chance.
With that the paladin crosses his thumb over the elf's head and stands, gathering a robe, FAELYN's robe, cleaned and ready to be worn again.
A very pretty young half-elf, with large oval brown eyes, little yellow framed glasses on her nose, long brown silky hair pulled back into a ponytail arrives. She pokes her head through the door there is raven perched on her left shoulder, "Hello," she speaks softly, almost as if it is in her nature to do so. She blinks once, when she sees Andrea.
Andrea looks up as the woman enters and nods. Hello, are you here to see Talbard? He is away right now. but he should be back soon.
"yes, I am." then there a sudden squawk from the raven as it transforms....
"ANDREA!"
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Faelyn decked in a fine golden robe sits reclined at a table with his legs crossed. He has a goblet of celestial wine in one hand and a fine cigar in the other. He and Cayden Cailean eye each other as Faelyn ponders which card to play.
Cayden smirks. I would play The Rabbit Prince. Faelyn closes his cards and turns them around to see if they are thin enough to read from across the table. Cayden grins again. I am a deity. I know your entire hand. Faelyn tosses his cards on the table. You think it bothers you. Try not ever being able to play a fair game of Harrow ever again! They laugh as Faelyn leans back and blows smoke rings into the air. Faelyn finally speaks. I could get used to this! Suddenly the lights blink. Faelyn looks around. Cayden laughs at Faelyn. Don't get too used to it my friend. One of my followers has cried out and I have heard. Even now a priest of Iomedae is performing the ritual. We have interest in the outcome of Westcrown and your work is not finished. I will keep an eye on you.
The lights flash again and then complete darkness engulfs him. His chair drops out from under him and he begins to fall. He falls for hours it seems until he lands and the wind is knocked out of him. He struggles to breath as pain courses through his veins. Faelyn opens his eyes, but there is nothing. Nothing but pain. Was it a dream? Where am I? A pin point of life appears and slowly approaches him. As it gets closer, the brightness is overwhelming. Familar voices. Suddenly his is lying on a table in a room with a group of people. He sees his good friend Lucrezia. He reaches out to hold her hand and then darkness again.
Let him sleep. It will take him a couple hours to recover.
Andrea jumps as Zizmort transforms. Zizmort?! I thought you got killed back there! Andrea stands and gives Ziz a light hug, not even minding a brief grope. Talbard took faelyn over to a temple.
"I've always been fond of the sex deities disciples, they seem to enjoy their work so much! He groans as rubs on Andrea's breasts, purring like kitten.
Andrea casually grabs Ziz by the scruff of the neck. So where did you run off to?
"I did not run anywhere," he responds a matter of factually.
Lucrezia tries to clean herself up as best can, even trying to shine her armor up a bit. Bringing someone back from the dead was a rather solemn and serious occasion and she figured she could at least look decent while watching it.
Lucrezia will give a nod of acknowledgement and greeting to Daniel before he goes to assist Tobian with preparing the body. She then watches the resurrection in awed silence, having never witnessed such a thing before.
"I did not run anywhere," he responds a matter of factually.
Where did you fly off to then?
"Is that a new tunic Andrea, its very becoming. Shows your figure off wonderfully," he flutters over behind Melissaa. "I was scared after my master perished a most horrible death. I tried to heal him but between Hell's Furies and the Hell's torturer, I couldn't do enough."
We got are asses kicked and humiliated. We have no idea where Grimm is although he is probably dead and the devils now have free reign of the ruins and can free the fiend with impunity.
On the way to Talbards shop John will ask Andrea if she can prepare the spell that makes weapons masterwork two times for him tomorrow. He will then go to his mentor's.
On the way to Talbards shop John will ask Andrea if she can prepare the spell that makes weapons masterwork two times for him tomorrow. He will then go to his mentor's.
I can do that, yes.
The First Sword Knight of Iomedae concludes his revival, he bends a knee and gives a special thanks to his God for her blessings. When all is concluded he will go by and formally introduce himself. It is obvious that he and Talbard know one another.
He leads most out to the main portion of the shop there you can see various magical items that have been blessed by Iomedae. He is another source of divine magic for the group, items that are a bit more enhanced.
Andrea will wait at Talbard's for the others to arrive and heal Lucrezia of 4 points oc Con damage with Lesser-Restoration and hand out the potions Areal gave them.
1 CSW potion each.
Andrea hugs Faelyn when he enters the shop. Glad to have you back, I was worried that we lost still another comrade. She then lets him get reaquainted with Melissa.
What are we going to do now? Are we going to properly prepare and make a mad dash for the manor house in order to get into the Spiral?
Daniel enters and recognises Andrea's garb, symbol and beauty marking for as faithful to Calistria.
As I live and breathe, I have witnessed Imodae's miracles in the morning and am graced by Calistria's faithful by brunch. Truly your counterance is worthy of your goddesses favor, Sister.
Daniel bows deeply and moves to kiss Andrea's hand, both a greeting and a sign of respect for her favor from the savored sting.
The sword knight rises and steps back, allowing the elf his time to embrace his fellows, they had been through alot together...
Faelyn wakes with the worst hangover he has ever had. To his surprise, his is fully clothed in silk robes. I must have ended up in the bed of a noble. He scratches himself and sits up holding his head. What a weird dream. He opens his eyes and is shocked to see people standing around looking at him. What? You've never seen a hungover elf before? Andrea must have taken me to some kinky Temple of Calistria.
Happy to see the elf alive again, Lucrezia gives him a big hug. "Welcome back to the land of the living you lazy elf."
Daniel smiles, keeping up his facade of the friendly acolyte, just here to provide assistance.
He was more than that here, My brother, I am sorry, but I cannot at least offer my help.
Daniel was a man of action, fighting at the wound was his place, less so for the reasons he'd been sent there. To offer his service to the cause and doubly, to earn his right to take his family name in the eyes of the Westcrani. His brother was a good man and he knew he had his love and respect when so many others would have removed the bastard, he'd sent his brother away because besides their faith, Daniel could never be an offical patriarch should the worst ever occur.
You are playing faith along with politics, brother. Would that our goddes could simply sweep the Denizens of hell from this place. But her power is the Sword. We must be strong enough to wield it.
He waited for all the friends to have thier reunion.
Despite Lord Tilneros's reservations, particularly about the unsteadyness of the Calistrian, this group, if the rumors were true, were the best placed free agents in westcrown to combat the darkness. And perhaps later, the Asmodean Presence itself.
One step at a time Daniel, that goal is far beyound you for now. First, they would have to deal with the Council of Thieves. It would take an action of such note to rally the noble houses to Tilneros side. Perhaps then, there would be enough strength to free the night and bring the worship of other dieties back to Westcrown.
At Lucrezia's words, the memories of the horrible night return. Faelyn returns Lucrezia's hug. He whispers to Lucrezia: There is nothing to worry about. Life is harder than death.
Where are the others?
Lucrezia whispers back: "Grimm is lost to us, likely fallen though we don't know for sure. The rest of us are okay."
As Faelyn looks around the room he can see Talbard is there, and there are two new faces he does not recognized, one is clad in white and gold, fully armored, and carrying a shield and longsword.
"Welcome back young man, I'm Tobian the Divine, the High Priest, also known as the First Sword Knight of Iomedae." He checks you over, "Your friends had the good fortunate of bringing you here, where a miracle from Iomedae was granted you." He has a radiant smile, "Is that alcohol that I smell? Then he shrugs.
"Aye, yes that is a hint of wine on my apprentice's breath if I do say so myself, I'm sure there's a story to be told about that..." his voice trails off to long pause. "it is good to have you back, but others await at my shop to reunite with you."
He bows to Tobian, "Change is in the air and you played a huge part today." Then his eyes turn to Daniel, "Would you be so kind as to join us at my shop...it maybe, interesting." He smiles."Besides, Faelyn could use a change of clothing."
Daniel answers, betraying his eagerness for...
I understand, you died fighting the devils who were seeking the contract for the pit fiend beneath the mayor's mansion. Thankyou Talbert, I will join you. I am Daniel Arrisen, Sister Lucrezia and I met earlier at your ressurection. I am an Emissary of Imodae and honoured sword of house Tilneros. You owe you firends quite a bit of thanks, I beleive they and another Brother, whom I have not had the pleasure of meeting sponsored your raising.
Faelyn bow to the High Priest of Iomedae. Thank you for your kindness. Cayden said Iomedae had his eye on Westcrown. Did I really just mention a deity like he was a friend? What a dream!
He stands a little unsteady and then walks over and hugs Talbard. Shall we be off then?
There is an abrupt laughter, deep sounding belly roar from the stern looking priest. "Of course, you smell like a distillery, if you spent time an evening at his bar...better there than other places....luck was on your side."
Andrea is having tea with Melissa at Talbard's while they wait for the owner to return. Ziz is in a bag of holding that is tied shut.
Don't worry, they are very sure there is enough air in there to last an imp for a while.
Andrea makes sure to toss some cookies inside for him to munch.
Out of soldierly habit, Daniel brings up the rear as the group moves to join the wizard. He secretly hoped Talbert would use magical travel. The then younger wizard had been retained to teach Daniel to read and write, Both in common and his mothers racial dialect (though Orcish writing could barely be called such) and had been a stern but positive influence on the young man. He had not told talbert yet, but Daniel continued to be fasinated with arcane magic and through much practise and maybe some divine aid (he wasn't sure) Daniel had actually learned 2 arcane spells and could cast them in his armor as well as any of the lesser miracles he could pray for.
So Melissa, are you a friend of Faelyn? I assume so since you know Zizmort? Andrea nibbles a cookie as she stirs her tea.