Loot:
huge masterwork falchion
huge +1 greataxe
40,000 gold pieces
headband of intellect +3
ring of protection +3
5 scrolls of summon monster 8
spells:
incendiary cloud
protection from spells
summon monster 8
summon monster 7
prismatic spray
dispel magic greater
repulsion
disintegrate
cloudkill
teleport
cone of cold
mage's private sanctum
and stuff you prolly have....
And a colossal hammer. +3.
74? that's all?
Gjetost punts the little fragger up against the wall like a football, and he slops to the ground in a heap.
End. Of. Combat.
Stuff....forthcoming.
"Nice work everyone," says Beldan. "Especially you Geje, Gdj, Gjetost, that was wild ... I only wish I'd had a chance to kick him before he went down."
Beldan looks about.
"Of course, if the little bastard was telling the truth, we're now stuck here ... with a bunch of angry demons and stuff."
Beldan looks up at the efreeti princess and does a sort of half-respectful bow. "Hello your highnessness, sorry about all that banter before, we were just trying to throw the linkboy off his game is all, no disrespect intended ... ah, I don't suppose you know of a way out of this place?"
"I don't know. But,...there is a way to obtain it," she says, quixotically.
Gjetost says, "Aye, Beldan; I left him alive. You could still boot him a few times. I'd suggest tying him up tho....I'd do it, but my hands are so big.
Tie his fingers too so he can't wizard on us."
“Oh, good.”
The answer seems to be to both the efreeti princess and the stone giant. Beldan hurries over to the slumped and bloodied dwarf and quickly ties him up, binding his fingers, his hands and arms behind his back, his feet, and gagging him.
the modsognir dwarf snurfs and comes to. He looks at Beldan angrily with beetly brows furrowing;
"Murfer furfer!!! furf roo! furf roo er rur rafe!"
"You know, Beldan, we'll be saving an awful lot of modsognir by stopping the shelling of their city. And, between you and me, I don't think fair Hnoss will mind putting off the dragon showdown by a few days."
"Oh, and efreeti are both evil and rigidly hidebound. I want the terms of this venture written down, witnessed and signed, preferably by a Mechanian inevitable. We'll see what he can offer us."
"Indeed. We will wait around here. Fortify our position for the nonce, and stop all hostilities with these tricky modsognir.
We will wait for you to bring the Sultana back, and bring this wizard back dead or alive.
1 wish each (partymember--not to include summoned servitors/hirelings/golems/Tensers/etc......) for the Sultana, and 1 wish each for the wizard's live body.
I think the Sultan would like to have some words with him.
Are these terms agreeable?"
Bumping the bargain
74? that's all?
"Oh, shut up," Altai snarls at the trussed-up dwarf. "Now, ma'am, you wouldn't perhaps have a idea of how to get out of this wretched place?"
She says, "I don't know how to get out of here. But I do have an idea."
He continues to curse through his gag.
The chorus of erinyes devils chimes in;
"let us at him...."
"we'll get the....."
"information that you..."
"seeeeek...."
"giggles"
“What idea would that be princess?” Beldan asks, ignoring the dwarf.
The chorus of erinyes devils chimes in;
"let us at him...."
"we'll get the....."
"information that you..."
"seeeeek...."
"giggles"
"You lot can shut it too."
“What idea would that be princess?” Beldan asks, ignoring the dwarf.
She looks vexed.
"It would be.....the idea I have."
The chorus of erinyes devils chimes in;
"let us at him...."
"we'll get the....."
"information that you..."
"seeeeek...."
"giggles""You lot can shut it too."
You're not sure but.....after a time,.....they should've gone away. But they haven't winked out.
They start doing....things with the tentacles.....
and the dwarf cackles behind his gag.
Beldan looks at the efreet woman strangely, but is soon distracted by the erinyes.
"Whoa ..."
"Whores...." she hisses.
"Uh huh..."
"They won't disappear when the spell elapses. They can't escape Kakishon that way."
The dwarf, also mesmerized along with Beldan, titters shamelessly.
"Huh. Oh, well, there are other ways of sending people to hell. Gentlemen..." Altai nods at Stig and Gjetost.
You'd think the dwarf would be sad, but he laughs all the more...
Oh, and....Stig and Gjetost make short work of the pervy erinyes.
huzzah!
Cool. I have all my games on the "recent 10" now.
Sweeeeet.
Elgan shifts back into his normal elf form, with a small bird nestled in his tousled hair. He also watches the Eirines 'performance' before they are dispatched.
"Uh-huh. 'Whoa' indeed,..." He mumbles.
He does snap back to attention when Altai starts saying interesting things.
"Hm. I wundeh. If'n you 'er Ai kin call sump'tin dat kin travel deh planes izzelf, if'n dey could give us a raihde back? Ah don' t'ink dere's too much in Nature dat kin do it, but mebbe you know o' sum'tin?"
The princess replies; "nothing can escape Kakishon, except by way of the gate."
"Now what,....humons?" titters the dwarf.
“So where’s the gate and what or where is the key?” Beldan asks the efreet, ignoring the dwarf. “Preferably we need a way out that doesn’t involve dealing with this barrel of laughs,” he points a thumb over his shoulder at the dwarf.
"I only wish I knew;"
she responds.
“Oh duh!” Beldan hits himself in the forehead with the heel of his hand. “I get it now. You’re a genie – a big, bad, fiery one, but still a genie – and genies grant wishes. So we can wish to get out of here, or at least to find the way out of here ... but, um, you won’t shaft us with any wish granting will you? Like say we wish – ok, this isn’t my wish by the way, this is just hypothetical musing – say we wish that we were out of here, you won’t make us dead and in Wee Jas’s realm or something will you?”
"No. I want to get out of here too."
Elgan looks surprised by Beldan's outburst of logic. He trades glances with the bird nesting in his hair.
He knows that Beldan is not unintelligent, he just never thought of the rogue as particularly clever before now.
Witty, but not clever.
Hm. It is a small multiverse after all,...
"The obvious thing to do would have been for me to wish for our short and ugly friend to tell us where the portal is and how to use it. However, that won't work, as his mind is..., uh, let's call it structurally different. Hmmmm....." Altai paces wildly around the room. "There's got to be a way. However, I'm stumped right now."
"You were born stumped, humon." says the dwarf.
“Why don’t we just all wish that we’re back in that dwarf city again?” suggests Beldan. “A wish is the most powerful magic there is right? So won’t that kick the ass of this ‘the gate is the only way out of here’ crap? OR if not ... then we just wish that we were at the gate and had the means to activate it to hand and knew how to do it? I mean it can’t be that hard right?”
"Is that your wish?"
“Um, no, not yet ... would that work though?”
"It's hard to explain, but.....there are bylaws, older than me, older than you, older than your world even, that limit what I am able to disclose to you on these subjects. I'm really not trying to be coy with my wishes."
“Ok, fair enough I guess ... can you tell me how many goes at it I can get? Standard 3 wish deal?”
"Three a day, that's all I can do. Sorry;...." she says, somewhat sarcastically.
“Alright, keep your pants on,” says Beldan. “Three is plenty ... I hope.”
Beldan makes sure that they’ve searched through the dwarves stuff and the giant and the dead efreet etc for any good stuff and have it all to hand.
Then he makes sure everyone is gathered together, including the dwarf and the princess and the other efreeti if the princess wants to take them back.
“Ok. Hi there ... alright, I wish that all of us in this room here, including all our gear and clothes and possessions, were gone from this place, land, Kakishon or whatever, and instead we were all back in the dwarf – modsognir? city where we left from, in a safe place and at a time equivalent to how long we’ve been here since we left. That’s my wish, or you can burn all three of them on that if that’s what it’ll take to get us going.”
There's a flash of smoke, and....you're all there, before the Vizier on his massive golden pyramid.
He laughs and claps his hands in glee....two of his fat majordomos come up to gather the (now crying) Linkboy unto them from you.
"YOU SUCCEEDED!!! SPLENDID!!!!! And now,....what do you wish?,,,"
There's a flash of smoke, and....you're all there, before the Vizier on his massive golden pyramid.
He laughs and claps his hands in glee....two of his fat majordomos come up to gather the (now crying) Linkboy unto them from you.
"YOU SUCCEEDED!!! SPLENDID!!!!! And now,....what do you wish?,,,"
There's a big ass hammer, with a head the size of a Mack truck there as well.
It's +3, but it's prolly only good for like a Batcave memento or somesuch.
Elgan reels as they reappear.
"Whao chere'! DAT is narly! Re'mines me o' deh tiahme ah gots into mah gran'pappies still. Befo' it wuz dun cookin! Felt a lil' woozy den' too,..." The druid and his living avian hair ornament stumble over to a chair and sink gratefully into it.
It's all good.
Elgan reels as they reappear.
"Whao chere'! DAT is narly! Re'mines me o' deh tiahme ah gots into mah gran'pappies still. Befo' it wuz dun cookin! Felt a lil' woozy den' too,..." The druid and his living avian hair ornament stumble over to a chair and sink gratefully into it.
The vizier snaps his fingers; and servant girls bring wine.
“I have no idea what Elgan just said, but that doesn’t count as a wish,” adds Beldan hastily.
"But of course not, wise Beldan;" replies the Vizier, glancing over at the princess happily, now that he won't be killed for failing the Fire Sultan.
“Excellent.” Beldan takes a glass of wine.