Auehda maintains the pin, and keeps Meyanda from escaping.
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Meyanda tries to escape the pin.
She gets out of the pin (probably) and grapples Auehda. The rest of the party manages to come into the room.
Auehda looks down, detecting a shift in the noise of machinery that signifies a door sliding open. "Help!" they shout over the roar of the flames, kicking their foot towards Phylla. "Danger!"
As Meyanda grabs their arm, they push away from her, trying to wrench free.
Auehda is unable to escape. Meyanda lets go of Burnt One and clutches at a claw symbol at the back of her neck. It glows red. A blast of necrotic energy explodes out of her.
Yvell sighs and moves closer to the scene. He was upset, " What did you all do, why is she up? And you! Meyanda stop making my efforts difficult, you'll just get yourself killed, you Already LOST. "
"You heathens cannot deny my God's power. So long as I draw breath, I cannot be vanquished. Hellion, I beseech thee, grant your servant Meyanda, the power to smite my enemies!" She shouts this over the noise of the reactor flame, raising her hands. Then she laughs maniacally.
" Your god has no power here, we stopped your plan, I smote you easily, ALONE. There is nothing that can be completed with our being here. The fact I showed you mercy means you god has Abandoned you and that we were more powerful. Notice your lack of worshipers? " Yvell voices as he gains ground.
Auehda grunts as the wave passes through them, tearing at the essence of their being. "Sorry Yvell Phylla gonna eat her!" they say, reaching down and picking up their Numerian steel greataxe.
Val runs up and begins to climb the ladder
Bran charges up the other ladder.
Auehda's greataxe Metal glances off Meyanda's chain shirt and bounces off the floor.
Meyanda channels negative energy around her in an explosion of darkness.
Auehda cries out as the cruel energy passes through them, swinging again with their glowing greataxe. After that final lunge, they collapse to the floor, flesh pale and clammy.
Yvell was getting tired of this, This was the lat time he left something unattended, He'd carry the wench this time.
The surge actually effected Yvell, which made his fervor that much more strong. She most likely was already injured and thus he knew lethal damage would not kill her. She needed to know she was weak.
Phylla moans in your heads as she feels the negative energy wash over her. Despite the damage, the cerebric fungus is behaved and doesn't retaliate.
Auehda's Metal bites into the android. Meyanda spits out red blood.
Yvell sees Auehda fall down before he moves forward and swings his curved blade, turning it at the last moment so that it strikes with less killing intent.
Meyanda gurgles something unintelligible before she loses consciousness.
Yvell sheathes his weapon and moves over To Meyanda's body and throws it over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, his agitation knew no bounds. This woman was making things so hard, this is why he disliked certain aspects of being lenient, but he made a promise and dammit he would follow through with it! He motioned Valtyra to heal up Auehda and the rest and looked to Phylla " What happened here.. and why weren't you near me like I told you before? I swear first some wayward Technic League trash and then this... after we scour this place for anything else useful, we are going back. I just have to figure out what to do with you and the other two. That Locker could hold something useful as it seemed like we couldn't open it with tact. Now we actually have time to spare, I wonder if Khonnir is doing better? "
Val channels to heal her companions.
Yvell smiles, very briefly as the healing wave flows over his form " I appreciate it Valtyra.. most adequate " Still looking to Phylla and the now healed Auehda as to what happened.
"Adequate?" Val says with a hurt smile "We will just have to see what you say later then." She huffs off to check the android mumblings something like I'll show him who's adequate.
Yvell visibly sweats at Valtrya's words. With her he ever truly knew what she meant by that remark but he'd hoped it was something... positive. " R-Right. I'm sure you'll exceed my expectations .. MORE than you already have that is.. "
There was much to be discussed afterward. On the bright side.. The Torch was relit and the City of Torch saved. The people would have their livelihoods back and they would receive their just rewards. Well, not only that but they stopped a hidden strike from the Techic League. Which curdled his mouth for a moment upon reflection.
As Valtyra's waves of healing pass over them, Auehda stirs and rises. "Ugh I keep falling asleep," they say, frowning and picking up their greataxe and hypogun. "Thank you Valtyra."
They follow Valtyra to the android's body, evaluating Phylla. "You okay now? Auehda sorry for letting her hurt you."
Yvell looks to Auehda and notices that they seem to be, relatively okay so he asks them the question As well. " Auehda.. what happened here? Why was that woman spew dark energies from the ground? "
"Phylla tried to eat her, so I healed her. Then she attacked Auehda! I grabbed her but Meyanda was too strong."
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Yvell stared daggers at Phylla but the stare lasted little he looked to Auehda and sighed, scratching his head in slight embarrassment. This was no easy task for him to express as success was a big portion of his doctrine. " *Sigh* It seems that I was at fault for this particular Situation it seems. I should not have sent you on your own and I should not have rushed after that man so fast. I let my emotions get the better of me, which is most unlike my training. More-so I let Phylla out of my sight when she is not to be left alone until she learns the ways of this.. world. I.. A-A Er.. Ngghh..Apolo-gize. Now are you doing much better, no permanent damage? " Yvell squeezed that last portion out with difficulty.
They shrug. "Auehda's okay. Meyanda's power not the kind that breaks bones or starts fire; just makes you weak. It's okay Yvell."
They begin climbing back down the ladder. "Going home now?"
Yvell, having passed the small area of doubt in his actions and given forgiveness, coughs and resumes his much more comfortable tone. " *clears throat* Well then I suppose we should, after a sweep of this floor for anything else useful and getting rid of this Technic League Filth! I do have to ask you a favor Auehda. Will your father be fine with a request of mine? As you can see Phylla needs MUCH more training but is now our and more to My responsibility to ensure she doesnt... do harm. Would your father have room to house her? I of course would stay relatively close as well a I am no resident of this Town. We would also need some sort of dark tarp to hide her, I'm thinking making her into some sort of backpack disguise and sneak her in. She'd latch upon my back, wrap the tendrils around like straps and we'd cover her easy. "
Yvell say from the top of the ladders as he situates the unconscious Meyanda on his back to safely climb down. " If that is a fine idea to you all. We should open that locker now that we have time a well and perhaps investigate that machine a well.. otherwise I am set to go if my plan works out. "
Yvell, Ibuki, Valtyra, Auehda, Bran and Phylla search the rest of the complex, finding mostly empty rooms, and machines that no longer work. The lights in the complex are functioning due to the reactor no longer transferring power away to some location.
When you reach Torch, you see a blazing purple flame shooting out of Black Hill, several hundred feet into the sky. It has been rekindled.
Yvell looked at the horizon nodding at the Torch being a rising beacon of Success for their efforts. They had survived and persevered.... Those allied with him had not died. He was glad, not that he'd show it. " You see? This is the fruit of our labor! Now lets go handle the small stuff... and I guess.. celebrate? " Slightly awkward at the end. " We need to deliver Sanvil to the Local authorities or kill him. Hide this Meyanda and Phylla as well. I hope... that our time together was.. worth it. "
Auehda climbs out of the lake and looks up at the flame in awe, suddenly realizing how precious it has been to them. It destroyed their old life, and yet new life was born of it. A harsh life, one filled with pain, but also love, and, they feel, power. They miss the old family and the old Auehda but the new family is something to be thankful for as well.
Breaking from their reverie, they glance over at Yvell. "Junkmaster can hide Meyanda I think. Don't know about Phylla . . . maybe she go to Khonnir Baine's place. Bran and Val can keep eyes on her for awhile. I think we leave Sanvil Trett alive and give him to Dolga." They gesture south around the Black Hill. "That way for Dolga and Junkmaster. We stop at Tavern on the way?"
Auehda leads their friends down from Weeping Pond, taking the lane down past The Copper Coin and turning right to come to Khonnir Baine's tavern. Along the way, they point out Silverdisk Hall, saying, "So Sanvil Trett killed Garmen Ulreth? We tell Dolga about that?"
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Before reaching the Foundry Tavern, you leave Meyanda at the Junkyard with the Junkmaster. She is bound and gagged, and the bleachling gnome keeps a constant guard over her as he sorts through assorted junk.
In the afternoon, your party reaches Khonnir Baine's house. Val Baine has set up a small feast for you to eat, including salad with wild greens and assorted vegetables with multiple colored peppers, a meatloaf stuffed with boiled eggs, olives and sausages, a few different kinds of ale, mead, beer and lagers, along with wine and water.
Khonnir is sitting up as you arrive. He still looks sick, but is slowly recovering. He greets you, though he only knows two of you well.
"Bran and Ibuki. I never thought that you would work together. And you found some adventurers to help save the town. Thank you. Please take my items that you may have found in the complex. I won't be doing any more adventuring soon."
Bran gives Khonnir a hug, until the wizard grunts.
"Now that Torch is saved," Bran says, "It's gonna need someone to help it recover until Khonnir is better. This is where we part ways, my companions. Let's spend the time celebrating our victory tonight."
Sometime during the party, you open the white bin and find:
Inside is a timeworn autograpnel, a timeworn panic suit, a timeworn emergency beacon, two batteries, and 24 silverdisks.
Auehda gives Phylla their cloak to borrow until the group reaches the Foundry. During the party, they spend several minutes poring over Sanvil's spellbook and the rest of the loot, but most of the time laugh raucously at everyone's jokes and compliment Val on the food. "I'll miss you, Bran," they say, clapping him on the shoulder. "You do good here."
As the party winds down, they pull Yvell, Valtyra, and Ibuki to the side. "Let's go to Dolga now? Sanvil's been sleep long enough."
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Townsfolk look at you because you are heroes, but don't really stop you from moving around with a large bag of vines or an unconscious android woman. They hope you are good people, and with the recent relighting of the torch, they cheer as you move through town.
Yvell had assisted as well being the packmule for the would be backpack.
He waves to the citizens less basking in the light and more courteous to their cheers. Yvell keeps an eye on the nice sized plat companion as she was unpredictable at best. They had saved the Ton and it did indeed feel good.
Once they had reached Khonnir and Val' place of residence the party or rather surprise party was a treat to behold. Yvell spent the time opening up somewhat to the others he had some rather risque soldier jokes and would invite each of the members to dance with him.
Once the party reaches a break point Yvell gives a small speech, " Torch is saved but we did so as was our duty. I am glad both Khonnir and Val's smiling faces have returned to them and that your livelihood urns bright in the sky. Khonnir, Bran was a fine man if I have ever seen one, and put his all into doing that which was right. You raised both him and Ibuki quite well. You will be missed comrade. I must thank the group here the most however. Bran, Ibuki, Valtyra, Auehda and Even Derlin, wherever he may be; For believing in my words and tolerating my actions regardless of their.. bite. " He would throw back a drink, which seemed completely uncharacteristic of the stern Half-elf. Though this was mostly as a gesture for most alcohol was land to him.
As Some of the more Studious persons began to band together. Yvell agreed " Right we have business to ettle with her as the reward and other findings must be explained. After that we must talk to Meyanda and I'll have to.. indoctrinate Phylla.. "
"Leave Phylla with Bran, yea?" Auehda tries to remember where Dolga would be this time of day.
" Yes we shall leave Phylla here. Phylla, don't cause and issue and I promise I'll lt you have some special read food when i return. Then I will teach you about this world and the other foods that exist. "
" Alright then I'll try and recall where the office is from here during this evening, Im sure that Dolga is up to her ears in celebrations and complaint as well. best find her before she closes for the night. "
You find Dolga at the Town Hall with a new stack of papers. With the reactivation of the torch, several of the smiths are clamoring over their lost time to use the flame. The dwarven councilor has sent all of them away to try to organize the times so that everyone has a chance to use it.
"Blasted earth! Why do I have to be the one who does this? One of the other councilors or a secretary needs to take over." She mutters as you enter the room.
"Ah, you've fixed the Torch. Thank you. We don't have to worry about any of those Technic League coming here to investigate the disappearance. I got your reward right here, by the way." She pushes a sack to the front of her desk with the head of her warhammer.
Yvell looks at the contents with a raised brow and a conscious nod noting it was of exquisite wealth. That however was not the only reason they had come.
He motioned to he form that was Sanvil Trett a well known merchant in this town, slumping him over the desk. " I'm sure you know of this man, who went under the guise of a well to do merchant in your town. Apparently he was a spy, a particularly devious and stupid one at that. He was going to set Torch to burn and have the Technic League descend upon the place. He foolishly tried to escape from us and when cornered attacked. " Yvell holds back his spit.
" There are a few more things, but for this one we thought it best for you to take care of. He's been properly stripped of anything I think we wold deem useful or dangerous. so it is Torch justice he falls under. "
"Well, I suppose we could fashion a special jail for him. Or maybe throw into Torch with all the other refuse." Dolga laughs. "Obviously that will be a horrible thing to do. Let's stick with the jail part."
The dwarven councilor calls some of the town watch to take Sanvil away.
"I wouldn't worry about the Technic League. It's been many years since a whole group has come to Torch. So long as we pay them their 'tribute,' they don't really care what happens here. Besides, Silver Mount is right next to Starfall. No reason to go out of the way for a few flecks of gold when the vein is right beside your home."
"It'll take some time but we'll call you again if we have work for you. Fixing the town's problems and recovering are the first steps."
"Thanks a whole ton, Dolga. The money and scroll go put to good use," Auehda says, inclining their head.
As the group leaves Dolga's office, they turn to Yvell, Ibuki, and Valtyra. "We go check on Meyanda now? Maybe also look for jinkins?"
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" Having him bathed in purifying flames would be just but equally cruel. Dolga I must tell you before we leave, one thing. The flame and gold would not be what the Technic League would come to this town for, but what MADE the flame surely would.nLuckily you have strong-heated persons like Bran with you, and a such shall be safe, we will come to your aid if need arise. Until then, we have other tasks to complete. "
On the outside Yvell nods to Auehda in a agreeing fashion. " The wayward priestess is a key figure in this entire thing and now that she has failed in her mission would likely being going through morale break. We can take that opportunity to appeal to her much like her rat-follower. In which case understand what all is going on. I also need to take responsibility for the Jinkins from before, we shall wipe them out if need be. *Sigh* I never thought I would be saying such words with.. such a group, not that I am complaining. You all are much more... comfortable than a platoon of soldiers. " The half-elf seems to be musing upon something great in his mind.
The phase ends after some time and Yvell shakes his head with a smirk, " Unless someone has any other ideas, Let us not tarry. With no immediate threats we can learn of the artifacts below and sell what we can to our leisure. I'm sure your Father will be interested in the many stories we shall tell, correct Auehda? " Yvell gives a twinkle in his eye heading towards the junkyard, negotiations and education would be abundant.
"Ooh yeah, Junkmaster likes stories! Auehda's use to tell him about bugs and such in the Junkyard but never very exciting," Auehda says, frowning. "Maybe I can go look for jinkins while you talk to Meyanda. Auehda's not much good at talking to her anyways."