"Probably ought to search this place and get ready to make a hasty exit."
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"Indeed." Ulthar tears open #2 in search of treasure.
Yes, you are out of combat. Unless more guards show up from below, you can screw around for a while.
#2 has some fairly mundane equipment (potion CLW, rapier, chain shirt).
"I'll watch the stairs and clog things up with a stink cloud if more guards show up."
I'll cover the entrances with Rags . hurry up and loot the placeand let's get Outtahere.
Let's just sum up what's important.
Orvignato keeps a wide variety of files, contact sheets, and treasures here, the most important of which are held in his safe. Within the safe are an open lockbox containing 38 pp, 1,700 gp, and 8 rubies worth 80 gp a piece, a House Moivas signet ring, 15 doses of vayav, a sizable emerald worth 6,000 gp that has been used as the material component for a trap the soul spell (the soul of one of Orvignato’s unfaithful lovers has resided within for 24 years), and, most importantly, several ledgers detailing the complete dealings of the Razor Crown mercenary company (a treasure for which any drow noble family would pay up to 8,000 gp). Within these ledgers are the maps and details Alicavniss desires.
yeah.... we got what we came for... let's go before someone tries to use some of those play toys downstairs on us...I don't think they disinfect them properly between customers
"It's disappointing that we have to leave now, my raccoon still has an erection."
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that's gotta be a little uncomfortable with him on your shoulder and his erection right next to your ear.... is that why you're a little hard of hearing on the right side...
"I am suddenly missing that Silence spell again."
You head back to the wizard lady and are escorted into her presence.
A look of disinterest settles over Alicavniss Vonnarc’s nighted features, her gaze elsewhere and unconcerned. “The Azrinaes departed our fair home for a realm far to the east, even deeper below your surface home in the deepest reaches underground known as Orv. There, they conspire in a somewhat legendary cavern known as the Land of Black Blood. The Azrinaes were led there by their new matron, that mad snake Allevrah. It is she who seeks to call down the very heavens, to scour the lands of light of our frail kindred with the ancient aboleth glyph magic. Our legends of that time, of Earthfall, are quite vivid, and judging from what you have experienced this is a very real threat. Yet you do not know Allevrah’s target. I do, and it is that target I share with you now.
“She’s ambitiously chosen to stab at our foe’s very heart. The Land of Black Blood lies beneath the hateful surface elf realm Kyonin, you see. Unlike in the days before Earthfall, millennia ago, this time there will be no sages spouting prophecies, no mages offering warnings. There will be no time for cowardice, abandonment, and retreat. The elves will not escape this second darkness when it comes down upon them. That is, unless someone were to warn them.
“I bear no love for House Azrinae and their fanatic mistress. Where dear Allevrah sees vengeance and glory, I see calamity and the impulses of the lowborn. A strike powerful enough to destroy Kyonin would certainly cause upheavel down below as well, and I am too comfortable with my current situation to let a lowborn trollop like Allevrah ruin that. And so I’ve told you what I know, and where these vipers nest. Even further, I know of a gap back to the world of light, a still functioning elf gate two days journey from here, that provides a connection to Kyonin—a connection, I might add, that my kin have known about for some time but are hesitant to use for various reasons all amounting, I suspect, to cowardice.” She produces a pale scroll from her desk. “This map follows a plain route, which will lead you swiftly from our realm.”
Knitting her long, thin fingers—both of flesh and of iron— the dark elf’s voice takes on a dread seriousness. “Our bargain is completed, yes, and I have granted you the further boon of your return path home. Should you manage to ever see your noxious sun again, in your short remaining years when you speak of your time here in the soothing dark, let your people know the might and splendor of the drow, and that first among them, Alicavniss Vonnarc, is generous.”
"Do you have any questions before you go on your way?"
"So this Land of Black Blood, is that name descriptive or is that just a symbolic sort of thing. You know, the Azzies move in and tag it with a really evil sounding name so nobody else wants to come visit? Maybe?"
"There's a black ooze on the walls of the caverns there which is known to have necromantic properties. It's really not a very nice place. Mind you, I'm a drow saying this is not a nice place. "
"I'm betting it's all just a marketing campaign to encourage undead tourism and that it's not that bad at all."
She gives you a credulous stare, shakes here head and asks "Any other questions?"
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She produces a pale scroll from her desk. “This map follows a plain route, which will lead you swiftly from our realm.”
Marckus elbows Dronug and hands him the map the drow lady had just handed out. He rolls his eyes and sighs.
"Marckus, thats a map to a gate back to the surface...."
"I just found out the location. I have no agents there. Honestly you have insane expectations. Do you want a bubble bath before you go? "
"I've spent enough time on you lot. I do have one more boon for you before you go. " and she starts casting.
Marckus holds up his hands in self-defense. "I'm not a mapologist!"
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My head swims at the possibility of a bubble bath with Alicavniss where we are washing each other only to get dirty again...
I raise my hand timidly, "I do, that sounds nice..." I wonder if she thinks taking a bubble bath with me would be an insane expectation.
There is something weird/wrong with the loaner body, I think I just burst a few blood vessels thinking a bit too hard.
Fingers crossed that she is going to grant my raccoon the power of speech!
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Fingers crossed that shes going to grant his raccoon the power of silence!
The spell completes are you are all no longer in the drow bodies, but once more yourselves.
“To speed you along, my puppets. Now go. ” and she gestures out the door to the room.
"Could I trade you a slightly used raccoon for that big mithral statue?" Rags asks the wizard.
Sileth glances nervously at his companions... self-control not being our strong suit
Marckus fails to notice the change and just keeps nodding his head, because he is so far above this conversation and the whole end of the world nonsense.
"Ok ... Ok ... we'll go .... but I don't know how a city full of drow are going to react to us walking through on our way home."
"I imagine it will be very entertaining for you, but will speed you on your way. "
Now you need to decide how to flee.
How far is it from the Drow house to the tunnel to the elf gate?
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Because the author really likes to be detailed, I'm imparted with "16 hours of travel" and no maps.
That qiestion was more along the lines of how much city we have to cross.
Where's my riding lizard? I'm ready for a chase scene!
You are able to avoid the city. In fact going into the city is likely to be suicide, but also more work for me.
"Ok, so we should be careful, but we're not going to start a riot when we walk outside of this house. Let's go."
You leave the mage's tower and proceed through the manor towards the outside.
Some of the servants see you along the way and raise a cry of alarm.
As you are quite familiar with the layout, you know the quickest way to the exit and make a beeline for it.
At the exit you know there will be a couple (2) guards on duty as a basic security precaution.
Do you have plans in mind for that?
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"I recommend we all be very stealthly as we leave the manor as there are many guards we don't really want to kill."
I'm disappointed when I realize, yet again, that the big group of rogues is the least stealthy group I've ever met.
"Would it kill y'all to put a little effort into your rouge upbringing?"
This party does teamwork like a herd of cats.
"I can dimension door us past the guards if we are careful, or I can dimension door myself past the guards if Kronug and Marcus want to kill them."