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Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

Alysendra's eyes widen at Kraygan's cautious approach, but she says nothing. She smiles at Wren's paranoid attitude towards the dragon statue, although she does keep her eye on it as they move on.

"Up there is the balcony we were shot at from, yes? I doubt the giants are still there, they probably ran off to summon help, but we should check it out. It is a quick way back down to ground level, should we need one."

Everyone can fly, right? Downward. At least once.

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Heading up the stairs Alysendra is right. The giants have retreated leaving the room vacant. This room contains a weapon rack and a large wooden cupboard with hooks and a high shelf. Stained-glass windows overlook the castle’s battlements and courtyard to the west, and a descending staircase exits the room to the north.

The weapon rack holds two more Gargantuan masterwork light crossbows and four cases of 10 Gargantuan crossbow bolts each. The cupboard contains several high-quality giant cloaks in fur, silk, and wool, one of which is a wyvern cloak!

You are now on the bottom half of the 2nd slide (3rd Floor)

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M Elf Age: 252 or so

Wren moves over to examine the items using Detect Magic, soon offering the sweet wyvern cloak to whomever might make use of it.

”Can one of you destructive types break these bolts?” Wren asks, wondering what else they can break.

”Yaktender? Where next?”

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What next folks?

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Male Halfling Infiltrator Ranger 4 / Unchained Rogue 12 | HP 113/113 | AC: 36 Tch: 26 FF: 19 CMD 3428 | F +13, R +22, W +11 | Perc +27/+33 Traps SM +15 | Active: Heroes' Feast, Ext Heroism

"These big doors?"

Farin checks out the double doors leading east, and if all is quiet and safe, opens them to peer inside.

Perception: 1d20 + 33 ⇒ (6) + 33 = 39

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M Elf Age: 252 or so

Wren nods invisibility to Farin.

”Yes, Yaktender, we have things to do and place to die. Let us find the right one to make our final stand.”


Epic Drunk | HP 186/186 | AC 33 T 14 FF 31 | CMD 37 (39 vs Trip/Sunder, 43 vs Trip if standing on the ground) | Fort +24 Ref +12 Will +10 (+4 poison/spells/SLA) | Init +2 | Perc +12

Once he’s done turning crossbows and bolts into kindling with his Hammer of Thunderbolts, Kraygan remounts Haggis and rides through the door suggested by Farin.


Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

Alysendra follows the group, musing over Wren's words. Yes, we should choose the time and place for us to die... when and where it can do the most good. I hope that wasn't in the past...

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Farin and Kraygan quickly find that the doors seem to be barred shut from the inside.

Liberty's Edge

M Elf Age: 252 or so

"Barred doors? Ha! With the power I've acquired, there are few doors that are barred to me, Yaktender," Wren gloats invisibly as he floats closer. He casts Knock when others are ready to barge into the room and act like a yakkenhorde.

1d20 + 17 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 17 + 10 = 32 vs. Lock DC

If successful, Wren will float invisibly with his hands on his hips in triumph.

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Male Halfling Infiltrator Ranger 4 / Unchained Rogue 12 | HP 113/113 | AC: 36 Tch: 26 FF: 19 CMD 3428 | F +13, R +22, W +11 | Perc +27/+33 Traps SM +15 | Active: Heroes' Feast, Ext Heroism

"That disembodied voice is really starting to get creepy..."

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The door becomes unbarred as Wren magically touches the wooden frame. A loud clunk is heard from the other side as Kraygan kicks the doors open.

This large hall is richly embellished with tapestries and gilded mosaics, and furnished with benches, stools, and a round table near the center of the room. A massive marble throne raised on a high dais beneath a stained-glass window to the north overlooks the room. A wide staircase curves along the wall to the northwest, and a huge fireplace stands in the eastern wall.

A pair of fire giant guards brought up from Ashpeak look over bored, their weapons at the ready as if expecting trouble.. The pair look over to each other and give you a small nod. One speaks in a resounding voice like two stones smashing together. "The Queen has passed word to us. You spared her and the princess' life and we are not to touch you." They hold their weapons steady, not quite sure what to expect from giantslayers.

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M Elf Age: 252 or so

Wren stands down, willing to believe.

"Do you have a way off this castle? It would be good to get you to safety as this place is going to explode soon, I fear."


Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

Giantish:
"Let it never be said that fire giants are without honor,"
Alysendra addresses the giants, palms out. "We have no quarrel with you or your Queen. As my companion says, though, this place is dangerous and will soon be destroyed. Go to your Queen and take her and the Princess to safety."


Epic Drunk | HP 186/186 | AC 33 T 14 FF 31 | CMD 37 (39 vs Trip/Sunder, 43 vs Trip if standing on the ground) | Fort +24 Ref +12 Will +10 (+4 poison/spells/SLA) | Init +2 | Perc +12

”Hmmph.” Kraygan snorts, totally forgetting who the princess is. And not caring enough to ask about it. ”The Lady n’ the invisible elf be right. Letting us go will bring ye trouble if’n we fail to take down th’ Storm Tyrant. Since we don’t plan ter fail ye should gather yer giantkin n’ either leave or help us.”

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The fire giants sneer. "Those self righteous cloudies treat us like little more than dull thugs and sticks us in the air to guard a sleeping dragon of all things." He points to the stairs leading up while the other begins to balk. "Explode?! There isn't a way off this unless it lands."


Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

Alysendra's ears perk up at the mention of a dragon.

Giantish:
[b]"Sleeping dragon? What dragon in its right mind would work with those cloud-headed divas? Is "dragon" just a nickname for something else in the castle?"

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M Elf Age: 252 or so

Wren, now annoyed, also begins to rumble in giant.

giant:
"Fools. We came here to die and this place will already explode, whether we fail or succeed. Our doom is coming, if you will not heed our words, then heed the words of your Queen...this place is coming *DOWN*," Wren adds the fire of his cloak and soul to his voice. "We do not love you, we do not even respect you, but a deal is a deal. We are going to crash this castle into the nearest volcano...and should we fail at that, then the Storm Tyrant's own magics have set it to sunder. You have been warned and we have no quarrel with you. But it would be for you to go. And go quickly. This is a floating tomb."

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"Work for the Storm Tyrant." the fire giant's chuckle. "He seems to have a way with them. That orb of his draws them in like moths to a flame." As Wren adds his dramatic flare the giants nod in their understanding. "They should be up top." He points to the stairs once again and turns to his partner. "A deal is a deal. If we lose our honor we lose our purpose in life."


Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

"Well, then," Alysendra smiles. "Why don't you tell them how you really feel, Wren?" She prepares to follow the dwarves up the indicated staircase.

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The fire giants give a nod of mutual understanding and leave their post behind.Meanwhile Alysendra leads the way further up this enormous castle as the Trunau Militia reaches the fourth floor.

You are now on the top half of Slide 3.

This level of the castle’s main tower has been devastated and partially burned by some cataclysmic force that opened a huge crack in the tower’s outer wall. The frescoes on the walls are obscured with soot, and the floor is strewn with fragments of stone and the broken and burnt remains of furniture. Some of the debris has been piled up in an ominous and prodigious heap near the middle of the hall.

This area was once a sumptuous dormitory for most of the cloud giants of Zephyr Hall until it was hit by one of Volstus’s meteors and ravaged by an internal explosion. Looking around the room their is no dragon present but it definitely looks like a gargantuan nest has been created for one.

Another set of stairs to the south continue further up the Castle.

Liberty's Edge

M Elf Age: 252 or so

”We’re going to die, Alysendra. Might as well have my last few words be honest ones, I have no wind left for lies,” Wren utters while he looks around, waiting for others to move forward.

1d20 + 21 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 21 + 2 = 36 Perception

”Let us be careful, there might be dragon afoot.”

Let’s push, peeps.

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Haha Elven Sherlock!

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Bump.


Epic Drunk | HP 186/186 | AC 33 T 14 FF 31 | CMD 37 (39 vs Trip/Sunder, 43 vs Trip if standing on the ground) | Fort +24 Ref +12 Will +10 (+4 poison/spells/SLA) | Init +2 | Perc +12

”Dragons don’t have feet. Ther all wings n’ claws.” Kraygan looks around the roost. ”I wonder why th’ wyrm ain’t home. I don’t know about ye all, but I’d prefer ta deal with the dragon now, rather n’ laters. Maybe we should ring th’ doorbell...”

Unskinging the Drakesbane Horn, he gives everyone the “should I blow it?” look.

Liberty's Edge

M Elf Age: 252 or so

Wren shrugs, unseen. He don't care. He's getting ready to die here.


Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

Alysendra puts her hand on Kraygan's arm thoughtfully. "We can "ring the doorbell" if you'd like, but before we confront a major foe I want to make sure that if things go south, we will be able to detonate that thing and bring the citadel down." She looks around, and her eyes settle back on Wren. "What do we need to do to destroy the citadel and make it crash? Someone needs to be ready to do that at a moment's notice, or we run the risk of being defeated and giving it back to the Storm Tyrant."

Sorry, I don't recall exactly the details of what we can do with the globe we took from the engine. Let's make sure eveyrone knows, and be ready to do it if we have to."

Once that is handled, Alysendra will summon Penthae and wait for Kraygan to sound our swan song on his horn.

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Pulling out the massive horn to his lips, Kraygan gives it a good blow. "BBBBBbbbbbwwwwwwAAAAAAAAABBbbbbbooooooowwwwww." A few seconds go by and nothing. Then an earth shattering roar that shakes you to your core is heard outside the castle as the walls themselves shake. A shadow that engulfs the room flits past just past the thick sheets of webs as they block you view. Though it is easily distinguishable that a gargantuan red dragon flies past.


Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

"Dragon!" Alysendra shouts unnecessarily, and casts protection from energy (fire) on herself.


HP 94/94 | AC:20 | T:13 | FF:17 | CMB: +13 | CMD:26 (can't be tripped) | Fort:+7| Ref:+10 | Will:+10 | Init:+3 | Perc: +13 | Speed: 30 ft. fly 70 ft.

Penthae begins to sing, a soulful song of hope. Inpsire courage +2


Epic Drunk | HP 186/186 | AC 33 T 14 FF 31 | CMD 37 (39 vs Trip/Sunder, 43 vs Trip if standing on the ground) | Fort +24 Ref +12 Will +10 (+4 poison/spells/SLA) | Init +2 | Perc +12

”Looks like we’re gonna need some fire resistant pants. Or better yet, magic...” He looks around hopefully for the invisible elf. Reaching into his bag, he pulls out a potion of displacement and drinks it.
”Let’s not stand here in a group. Some of ye should back a little bit down the stairs.”

Do we have a communal resistance or protection available?

Liberty's Edge

M Elf Age: 252 or so

1d20 + 29 ⇒ (15) + 29 = 44 Know (Arcana) - DRs? SRs? How many yaks can it eat before it is full of yak?

Wren floats back inside, drawing out his Ruby Sapphire of Kobashi-Maru.

"I'd like to avoid dying here to it and I don't have any resistance for you, Kraykeg," Wren utters from invisibility, trying to find a good place to hide. He will cast Haste and then move back.


Epic Drunk | HP 186/186 | AC 33 T 14 FF 31 | CMD 37 (39 vs Trip/Sunder, 43 vs Trip if standing on the ground) | Fort +24 Ref +12 Will +10 (+4 poison/spells/SLA) | Init +2 | Perc +12

”Cr@p!”

Thinking this may be a big, or gargantuan mistake without the right preparation, Kraygan looks to Jorgan.

”Cousin? Can ye offer protection from dragonfire?”

Without fire protection this is probably a bad idea and we should retreat.

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Jorgan shakes his head. "Sorry Cousin. I can only manage to protect one of us at a time." The group prepares, but yet the dragin does not come into the room. Something more powerful must be holding it back from the urge.

From what Wren knows of a dragon this size is that it is considerably old in age for a dragon. A dragon this old has a resistant to material weapons unless they are forged from adamantine and also a separate resistant to weapons unless they are magical. Dragons this old have built up a very high resistance to most magical effects as well as emit a frightening aura of fire about them.

Liberty's Edge

M Elf Age: 252 or so

”That’s weird, it’s not coming in here,” Wren says, noting the avoidance. ”Maybe it’s not coming this way. Good.”

Wren still holds the Sapphire Orb of Kobashi Maru, fearing the dragon’s return, but also thinks they should press on.

”Maybe it can press on while we have time,” Wren looks to someone to continue on, mindful that he wasted his haste spell.


Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

Alysendra moves forward at Wren's suggestion. "Yes, let's go on - normally I wouldn't want a dragon behind me, but this could be an illusion again. Besides, we're probably not coming back anyway."

Alysendra pushes forward, trying to head up the stairs to where Farrin felt the Storm Tyrant.


Epic Drunk | HP 186/186 | AC 33 T 14 FF 31 | CMD 37 (39 vs Trip/Sunder, 43 vs Trip if standing on the ground) | Fort +24 Ref +12 Will +10 (+4 poison/spells/SLA) | Init +2 | Perc +12

Kraygan doesn’t like leaving this fight and let’s his thoughts be known as the group readies to press on again. ”If tha wyrm is flyin ‘round outside we’ll like as not need ter face it eventually, and I’d prefer ter take him on separately from th’ Tyrant.”

Before leaving the large chamber Kraygan investigates the rubble and any books or crannies for dragon-treasure.

Lets search this spot thoroughly before we leave. If there isn’t treasure there might be some sort of clues that could help us later.

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Looking around Kraygan find little in the room except for the Dragon's nest. It seems there was little effort of time for this dragon to collect any sort of treasures while held underneath the control of the Orb of Dragonkind that Volstus possesses.

After searching the chamber the group pushes further up the tower. This huge apartment is furnished with a plethora of precious carpets, pillows, and tapestries. A multitude of life-sized, polished silver statues of all kinds of giant birds are perched on the walls or suspended from the ceiling, which is decorated with mosaics of beautiful cloud giantesses resting on misty beds or riding rocs among the clouds. An array of shiny silver braziers stands along the walls. A huge bed lies under the northern stained-glass window, next to a chest of drawers. A large round table sits near the middle of the room, and a cupboard stands against a wall to the east.

You are now on the bottom of Slide 3 on the 5th Floor.

Once the private apartment of Zephyr Hall’s late cloud giant lord Azarth, this room is now home to the Storm Tyrant. Volstus has made himself comfortable on the king-sized bed of his predecessor, and has been planning his conquest on large maps of Avistan laid on the table in the middle of the room. The cupboard to the east contains precious blankets and quilts. The furniture here is kept polished and clean by a large group of permanent unseen servants that roam the room invisibly and respond to simple commands in Giant.

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"It appears unseen servants clean this place, but that can be fixt," Wren says from an unseen location. "Perhaps, they can be useful to us."

Giant:
"Servants, hear me, whenever I leave the room, tear and rend any paper and maps that I leave in here. Books too. Destroy them. Do this even if I ask you not to...up until you hear the command phrase 'yak tongue'."

Wren will slowly search the room for magics and things of interest with Detect Magic.

1d20 + 21 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 21 + 2 = 27 Perception


Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

Alysendra helps Wren examine the room’s auras with detect magic

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Wren and Alysendra search the luxurious room. The Storm Tyrant’s precious avian statues form a practically unlimited source of pure, finely crafted silver (worth up to 100,000 gp, with the possibility of even more value by selling the sculptures individually for their artistic value).

The chest of drawers, a beautiful piece of furniture inlaid with mica and lapis lazuli, is unlocked and radiates with several magical auras from the contents within.

Liberty's Edge

M Elf Age: 252 or so

Wren takes 20 to examine the assuredly trapped chest, and then let someone more expendable do the opening.

Take 20 Perception = 45.

"There is stuff of interest in here, Yaktender." If and when Farin gets to the chest, Wren will move far away.

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Farin looks over the trapped chest. He tries a few things first without touching the chest itself. After several minutes of trying words in giant the trap seems to disable momentarily.

Farin opens the drawers. The trapped chest of drawers contains:

  • Huge suit of mistmail
  • Huge +2 greatsword
  • Medium +2 short sword
  • potions of cure serious wounds (2)
  • potion of haste
  • potion of heroism
  • potion of neutralize poison
  • potion of protection from energy (fire)
  • potion of remove curse
  • scroll of chain lightning
  • scroll of dimensional anchor
  • scroll of giant form II
  • scroll of prismatic sphere
  • scroll of scintillating pattern
  • scroll of word of recall
  • staff of electricity
  • stormlord’s helm
  • wand of air walk (25 charges)
  • 1,580 pp, 13,290 gp, 20,900 sp,
  • (amethysts, aquamarines, black pearls, deep blue spinels, and smoky quartzes) worth a total of 40,250 gp.


  • Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

    "Wow, that's... a lot of stuff," Alysendra muses. "Some of it might even be useful right now." She will take the wand of air walk and the scroll of word of recall, the only items she can use, unless someone else wants them.

    Usually you have to designate the location of the word of recall when you prepare the spell; does that mean there is a specific location already inscribed in the scroll? If so, can I tell where?


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    Epic Drunk | HP 186/186 | AC 33 T 14 FF 31 | CMD 37 (39 vs Trip/Sunder, 43 vs Trip if standing on the ground) | Fort +24 Ref +12 Will +10 (+4 poison/spells/SLA) | Init +2 | Perc +12

    ”Har!” Kraygan bellows with joy.

    Not over the treasure, but over the Storm Tyrants socks, of which he has stolen one out of every pair.

    Liberty's Edge

    M Elf Age: 252 or so

    Wren floats down to abscond with the scrolls...and the staff. ”Nice staff! We’ll see if this comes in handy is the battles to come! HA! I’ll die with true power in my hands!”

    After Wren is sure what the staff can do, he is ready to move on.

    ”What next?”

    There are a lot of dark spots left, he’s hit a pair then rest again? We gotta be getting close to our dooms.


    Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

    Alysendra helps sort any of the treasure, but watches the southeast which seems to lead to the area where we last thought the Storm Tyrant was controlling the castle from (yellow dot to the southeast).

    Maybe Farrin can try and lcoate the Storm Tyrant again? ... or did we destroy that thing?

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    I believe that orb was left on the table below when it knocked Farin on his ass.

    @Alysendra- Where exactly are you watching the southeast from?

    Liberty's Edge

    M Elf Age: 252 or so

    Need more posts and pushing. We’re so close.

    Wren looks down the hallway to the south and east, and waits for the yakkenhorde to make a decision on which way to go.


    Priestess of Desna HP 130/122 | AC:39 | T:18 | FF:37 | CMB: +17 | CMD:27 | SR 23 |Fort:+16*| Ref:+12*| Will:+19* |Resist fire/cold/electricity 30 | Init:+2| Perc: +24 | Speed: fly 60 ft. freedom of movement

    @GM SN: I'm sure one of the dwarves destroyed it... I think you only gave us the location of the Storm Tyrant beforehand to be nice, when I tried to intervene.

    "I'm all for resting, Wren. I memorized spells this morning to get back to the yak and raise it from the dead, so I don't have much left to go against the Storm Tyrant." She shakes her head. "But where would be safe, at this point?"

    Penthae makes Alysendra invisible, and then Alysendra wanders along the floor by the staircase, to get a better look at the southeastern way.

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