The last atomie squeaks as Einar splatters him with a nasty claw.
With a shrug, Crummock methodically makes sure that the bodies *stay* down, and begins to loot the room.
"I think I better keep the water elemental busy. “ Hatch suggests as Mr Whiskers takes the teleporter up. ”I’ll stay here,” he says, then goes to mess up the other privy.
"Atât de multe lucruri pentru a curăța!" The water elemental comments from the other privy.
So many things to clean!
Mr Whiskers arrives on the scene to see Crummock murderhoboing everything lying on the ground...
On each of the sprites:
Tiny Shortsword, Tiny shortbow with 19 tiny arrows, 14 gp
Tiny Shortsword, Tiny shortbow with 20 tiny arrows, 14 gp
On the two Atomies:
1 tiny Rapier each
On Mierul:
Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds, Potion of undetectable alignment, light crossbow with 10 boolts, entertainer’s out fit, white hooded cloak, opal necklace worth 500 gp and 14 gp and a key.
Room has nothing valuable.
Finally arriving, Mr. Whiskers gives a surprised "Um..." at seeing Crummock killing off the fey. He can be quite vicious...but then supposedly these fey are fanatics.
He watches uneasily, unsure of if he should stop this or not. I really need to learn what language that is he speaks while in battle!
Nodding to Mr Whiskers and Nadya when they arrive, Crummock comments:
"Aye, we encountered resistance from the Unseelie when we arrived - the little bastard we encountered back in the snow was here as well, but he turned invisible, and fled to raise the alarm."
Collecting together the loot, Crummock then heads for the single door to the north.
Several cabinets line the narrow walls of this oddly angular room. A chopping block, water barrel and cauldron stand near the room’s only door. The tantalizing smells of fresh baked bread and stew fill the air. There is a small grey humanoid with long pointed ears. He brandishes a mallet.
"Ewch allan o fy nghegin, freaks!Neu 'n annhymerus' i chi droi i mewn i peli cig!" He growls at the party.
Get out of my kitchen, freaks! Or I'll turn you into meatballs!
"Damn. If the teleporter could have taken more people, we might have managed to get them all." Nadya looks on with approval as Crummock gets about his grisly business."Need any help?"She offers, getting out her handaxe.
Mr. Whiskers looks even more ill at ease as Nadya offers to help slay the fallen fey.
"I can't understand it, but that looks like a spriggan. They are said to be able to change from that size to the size of a troll, and delight in causing misery in others."
Nadya notices Mr Whiskers looking ill at ease. "This lot served under those who took my daughter away from me, hoodwinked me so they could make use of me. This way they'll harm no one else ever again." She states bluntly.
Crummock nods to Nadya.
"By all means! I wouldnae stop a Lady from getting some boddhad."
Crummock snorts.
"Rydym yn gwybod popeth am i chi, byddwch budr ychydig creadur! Amser i farw!"
Before it has a chance to act, he then strides into the room, and stabs at it.
"Ymosodiad!"
With a snarl, Geist then attacks.
Following this, Nadya takes advantage of the gap created by Crummock's movement to fire a brace of arrows at the creature.
Nadya helps butcher the downed feyfolk.
Geist bites and tears at the creature, Crummock stabs it in the chest, while Nadya puts two arrows in its eyes as it falls to the ground, dead.
On the "cook's" body, the party finds a small mw morning star, a small light crossbow and 20 bolts.
Mr. Whiskers does a double-take when Crummock replies to the spriggan, then looks like he finally understands something. Never knew what Aklo sounded like. Now I do!
The creature is killed before he even can act.
Looking to Crummock, he asks "What did it say?"
Seeing how small the room is, he stays out near the table watching for anyone approaching.
Once things have calmed down, Crummock responds succinctly:
"It called us freaks, and threatened to turn us into meatballs. Altogether, a thoroughly ffiaidd little monster."
Recalling the warning about eating the food from the kitchen, Crummock nevertheless searches the area for loot.
Crummock finds 20 days worth of rations for the entire party in the kitchen. He is momentarily drawn to a delicious white dragon shaped cookie on the baking tray, but resists the temptation and decides he isn't the Cookie monster.
"I wouldnae eat anythin' here, just to be on the safe side; there be no tellin; where the meat came from..."
He then follows Einar to the door on the other side.
Einar finds a circular passageway with a door at the end and 2 doors leading out of the passsageway.
A bed, desk and storage locker furnish this small circular chamber. A five-foot-tall mirror hangs on the wall opposite of the room’s only door.
Einar spots under the desk, there is a secret compartment that contains a box cocoa beans and a little box of sugar.
With a shrug, Crummock moves on to the next tower door along the corridor.
Crummock nods, and opens the door.
The scent of perfume fills the air of this small bedroom where several dresses for a Taldan woman lie neatly arranged on the bed. A mirrored vanity and chair sit by the door next to the wooden chest, and a larger mirror hangs between two windows. A woman dressed in a green dress with curly brown hair is combing her hair in the mirror. There is a momentary flicker of surprise in her eyes then she turns to face the party. ”Oh brave adventurers, you’ve come here to rescue me!” she gushes. ”I’m Lady Argentea. I’ve been a captive of the Winter Witches for so long!”
Einar and Ziva are confused. Didn’t they rescue Lady Argentea earlier? Or was that an imposter?
Crummock and Mr Whiskers, however smell a large smelly fish.
Crummock frowns.
"You are definitely not the Lady Argentea! What foul sorcery is this!?"
Crummock and Mr Whiskers are pretty sure the person before them is NOT Lady Argentea.
”What do you mean by that? I AM lady Argentea.” "Lady Argentea" retorts. ”Why are you doubting me?”
Ziva and Crummock know that "Lady Argentea" is lying through her teeth.
Mr Whiskers has no clue what "Lady Argentea" might be.
"No, you are NOT." Crummock growls. "I have spent time with the *REAL* Lady Argentea; I have seen her bleed. You, whatever you are, are lying to us."
”No, I am the Lady Argentea. The bandits kidnapped me and brought me here! The Lady Argentea you saw was an imposter!” She protests.
Crummock knows she's still lying but the rest find her genuine.
Ziva has no clue what she is either...
”The bandits said they’d be taking me to Radosek for some nefarious purpose. They bonked me on the head and the next thing I knew I woke up in this tower!” She replies to Einar
Crummock and Mr Whiskers know that shes lying. The rest think she's telling the truth.
Crummock continues to glare at the 'Lady'.
"Every claim you have made is a lie. Speak the truth, or it will not go well for you."
"Ah, fine. You've seen through my disguise. Then you shall not leave here alive." She drops her comb and stands. Her features melt into this grey vaguely humanoid shaped mouthless thing as her dress rips apart.
Crummock shrugs.
"Yn anffodus i chi, mae'n chi a fydd yn marw."
He then strides into the room, deliberately walking around the creature, then readies, and says:
"Ymosodiad!"
Geist steps forward...
...Crummock stabs...
...Geist attempts to tear it apart...
...then Nadya attempts to feather it with arrows.
Geist's claws do not manage to make any mark on her rubbery seeming hide, but Einar's blow smashes into her, and Crummock cuts her deeply. One of Nadya's arrows stick out in her chest.
She tries desperately to flee, only to get stabbed by Crummock and crushed by Einar, toppling to the ground, dead.
Einar uses the key he took off Mierul's body to find a small hand held mirror as well as a vial of shimmering blue liquid, which Mr Whiskers identifies it as a Ice Floe Elixir
A long red carpet extends from the western doorway of this mirrored hall between ice sculptures of twin nymphs, ending at an open alcove to the east. Passageways continue north and south, following the contours of the tower’s outer wall, where windows look out over the open courtyard below.The eastern alcove contains an ice crystal teleporter.
With a shrug, Crummock continues down the outer hallway.
Tiles of ice cover the floor in this recessed alcove, beneath a large window overlooking the tower’s northern exposure.
Crummock tries his luck on the tower door to the right.
The door has a notice, saying, "Dragon, keep out"
Opening the door finds the room devoid of any dragons, or anyone for that matter.
A bed, desk, dresser, and storage chest furnish this small bedroom. A large mirror hangs on the wall opposite the room’s only door, and two windows look down on the tower’s courtyard.
There is a locked chest at the foot of the bed.
Several tables, covered in flowering plants and decorative figurines both large and small, occupy the corners of this brightly lit large room. A large mirror hangs on the northwestern wall, while double doors lead north and south.
Of the plants, one of them, a filthy creature resembles a small, wide-mouthed fat child made from leaves, vines, tree bark, dirt, and pallid tubers catches the parties notice.
Mr Whiskers identifies the plant as a Mandragora