You surround the invisible man and are able to stab, beat, and slam him into the ground (since he is invisible, very difficult to determine when to stop.)
Ingret returns to the charred remains of her bar once the fighting stops.
Aye, that was Neddrick Istavarti. He was one of the League's top operatives. Thank you for your assistance. Although, I am not sure what I will do with this place now. Not sure patrons will come back to me tavern. she sighs with a grumble.
I fear this won't be the last we hear from the Technic League and suggest you all high-tail it out of the city as soon as possible. The League will be searching for you now. And what you carry.
Examining outside, you find the dead half-orc female dressed in red robes. There are also two human males, one dead, one alive and cowering on the ground. Neddrick lies where he was slain near the building wall north of the door.
Ingret replies to Wizzy.
I will seek asylum with my friend Brissa Klygvauther at the Cathedral of the Lawgiver. I should be safe there, even from the League.
We are both uninjured, but appreciate the help.
As you search the bodies and pull everyone into the bar to avoid night patrols, the last remaining thrall human claims he is little better than a slave and was being forced to protect the two league officers.
You are able to apply whatever healing is needed.
According to the Jor Family Journal (see slide#2), the ruin where the Sky Key component lies is a short journey from Chesed—no more than a few days’ travel on foot.
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I'll use your wand Burngar. And whatever other wand anyone needs.
But first let me use my own healing powers.
Then he turns to the human thrall. convince me you're what you say and we'll free you as soon as its safe for both us and you. You'll be able to come back to the town, or can come with us and leave us in the nearest city.
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"Garret just look at the man, he has no will to fight and I am sure he is to scared to lie to us." Fandral looks at the thrall and smiles. He approaches the man. "You seem like a strapping lad. Have you ever worked on a ship?" Regardless of how he answer."This will do perfectly. I could always use another ship hand. If you want a job, report to the docks and look for the Grinning Pixie. That is my ship. You will meet a tall Garundi male named Darvin Kinock. He is a mate of mine and will get you squared away. Also tell him to grab a couple hands and tell him we need to dispose of the these bodies." Fandral hands the man a couple five gold pieces and a note.
Thank you! Thank you! Sirs. I need to get out of town. If the League finds out what happens to these officers,
I will be imprisoned or worse. Where is this Pixie ship you mention? That sounds wonderful!
the man bows with the note in hand, and grabs his gear and runs cautiously into the dark towards the dock.
Leader: 2x potions(DC17),
2x scrolls (DC17),
3x scrolls of lightning bolt (DC18);
Other Gear +studded leather,
+whip, nice light crossbow with 10 bolts,
+cloak
Sorceress:
potion (DC17),
2x scroll(DC18);
Other Gear masterwork falchion, masterwork heavy crossbow with 10 bolts, +amulet, +ring
225 gp
The shallow ravine known locally as the Silver Trough lies three days southwest of Chessed, according to the instructions laid out in Ingret’s journal.
It is evening now, and you figure you had best be gone soon, as the explosions have started to draw a crowd outside.
Potions(2xCMW) - Pass
Scrolls(2xLevitate) - Pass both
Scrolls(3xLightning Bolt) - Pass all
Got a 23 on the +2 studded leather
20 on the +1 whip
22 on the +1 cloak resist
On sorcerer
Potion CMW - Pass
Scrolls(2xfly) - pass
19 on the +1 amulet nat armor
29 on the +1 ring prot
Assuming you leave the League officers bodies, Ingret can get you a rowboat to get back across to your ship across the bay. You seem to have escaped any immediate pursuit in the dark of night by sailing down the coast.
Safe travels, friends
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Once you anchor the ship and disembark, you set out on foot.
The shallow ravine known locally as the Silver Trough lies three days southwest of Chessed, and by following the instructions laid out in Ingret’s journal, you reach the landmark with no difficulty.
The walls of the ravine are flecked with slivers of silvery metal—all that remains of a starship piece that fragmented and melted during the crash, showering the area in molten shrapnel.
The journal’s map points to a crash site surrounded by gnarled trees only a mile from the ravine’s entrance, and there is a break in the trees to the south.
Like a rotting gourd, a rounded metal ruin lies atop a low rise. In numerous places its surface is punctured—sometimes buckled inward as though something had struck it from the outside, and other times flared out as though something within had violently escaped. A ring of gnarled trees grows around the site, as if it were an oasis in the deserted wasteland of Sovereign’s Reach.
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I can use the fly scrolls, so if no one is interested I can keep them and use them as you need it
Garret casts longstrider on himself before stating; We should be prepared before entering, who's going to enter first?
Clandelve, you look thought enough to resist whatever is inside, and i can reinforce you a little with my magic, he suggests.
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Burngar looks at the pile of dead Technic League booty before them. He kicks the amulet with his toe, moving it a little. He prods the armor with his long hammer.
"Ha! Stupid League didn't have to attack! Now we're actin' like vultures pickin' through their corpses for stuff. Ha! Well, I guess beggars can't be choosers, and they did attack first!"
Burngar picks up a potion of Cure Moderate Wounds and stores it in his belt pouch. He shrugs casually on the rest.
Burngar spends much of the trip singing to himself. It's out of key and fairly irritating.
Burngar muscles his way to the front to join his Dwarven colleague; he is clearly oblivious to any danger. "Ha! Which hole you want to enter Clandelve? Ha! That's right, can the rest of you see if we get inside?!"
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"I will carry the other scrolls as I can probably make them work.. Hopefully without blowing up in my face ha.. The ring and amulet would alos be useful if no one up front is going to use them"
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Upon reaching the sire.
Wizzy reups the Triple Time on everyone, granting +10' movement speed for an hour and then casts extended heroism on hismelf..
"A cursory search of the outside area is probably warranted before entering.."
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Burngar makes his way right next to Clandelve to enter, "Ha! Can't let you go alone!"
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There are no specific windows or doorways but the hull has been breached in several spots (black lines indicating the walls still intact).
The dwarves move ahead into the strange structure.
The group moves around to the right of the structure, dwarves in the lead. Wizzy is being the most vigilant of the group.
Just as the leading dwarves are about to enter the next curved chamber, Wizzy spots something on the wall, somewhat recessed into the strange metal wall.
It appears to be some sort of sensing device, scanning back and forth. (see spot indicated on the map)
Wizzy does not sense any magical auras or recognize as any arcane construct. Rather these seem to be of a purely technological nature.
The circular walls seem to have openings on all sides due to the crash or whatever happened. So going around is possible, but seems likely you would still have to come back into the core of the construct to find anything of use.
Wizzy studies the strange construction...
The walls of the ravine are flecked with slivers of silvery metal—all that remains of a starship piece that fragmented and melted during the crash, showering the area in molten shrapnel. You deduce the metal’s origins is comprised almost entirely of glaucite, an alloy of iron and adamantine used to build much of the strange ship.
Garret starts to head around to the east...
Blanchbeak slips ahead of the cleric and spies a small door to the east, heading into the smaller section of the edifice.
No motion or other devices are noticed here.
The door is currently closed. All the doors in this place appear to be sliding doors made of the same strange metal.
Clandelve sets down his hammer to grasp the door handle and tries to slide it into the wall.
Hmm, these seem to be tougher to open than he expected.
But he manages to budge it halfway on the second try.