DM Delmoth's Planescape (Inactive)

Game Master Delmoth

The gnome points to himself and says, "Vilgo". He then points to Nik and walks away, he looks back and beckons you.

Savi points to herself. “Savi.”

A plaque appears before her, with the words:

Hello, my name is
SAVI

She introduces “Lunk.”

Lunk casts Prestidigitation.

A sticker appears on his armor:

Hey! It’s-a me,
LUNK

Baraxx shrugs at the little thing and follows with the group if they go with the small being. Not attacking them immediately put the gnome in a class above the Drow they'd seen so far anyway, still the part devil is wary and ready to commit to full violence at the drop of a hat, as usual.

The deep gnome leads you carefully around one of the walled estates. Huge chunks of the wall has been sheared away and deposited 50 feet or more away. Between a set of dislodged rocks he leads you to a concealed tunnel just tall enough for the gnome to pass. He begins to unload Nik's body from Jek's saddle.

“Uh… careful with that,” Savi says as the little giant unloads Nik. “Whoa-steady? Uh, Lunk? Do something?”

Lunk plays his ocarina to cast Ant Haul on himself. He helps move Nik (unless the gnome seems upset by this).

Baraxx watches and does not offer to help.

Jek helps Vilgo(?) carefully unload Nik.

"Careful, he's our last one."

Rinika will crawl through the tunnel along with the gnome, keeping a peery eye on him but letting him do his thing.

Vilgo drags Nik as Rinika follows, stooping down. They come to a dug out chamber, clearly where Vilgo sleeps. A set of digging tools is propped in one corner, another tunnel leads to parts unknown. After digging through a sack Vilgo produces a gourd with a bitter looking liquid in it, he pours it down Nik’s throat and rubs his neck forcing him to swallow. 

Nothing happens. Vilgo sniffs the dregs of the liquid and discards the gourd and scratches his bald head in confusion.

Watching the gnome thing and the cat thing crawl into a hole, Baraxx finds a wall to settle against and work on cleaning his nails with his dagger.

"This happen often? Murdering a comrade and falling into a coma?" he asks the group as a whole.

"Suicide?" Jek shrugs. "It's overdue. We had a funeral and everything. Bit of a procrastinator that one..."

Rinika watches the gnome try to heal her dead friend and something clicks. She rummaged around and pulls out his scroll of Restoration, and she'll cast it on him.

"Um, all better?"

With the magic mending the torn edges of his mind, Nik recovers from his coma. His memory mostly intact. He wakes to the strange deep gnome and Rinika leering over him.

Baraxx just grunts at Jek's explanation.

"So what's your story here? The strange wizard said something about a vampire and it seems you have business with the came lot I do."

He looks around the dark cavern.

"Obviously the caravan was the means to an end, to get here anyway."

"Ow." Nik says, as his eyes flutter open.
"I wonder if dying always gives you a hangover." He explains, with one hand to his temple.

"Oh hi. Thanks?" He adds when he realizes Rinika is hunched uncomfortably over him in the small tunnel.

Noticing the probably-a-gnome, Nik says "Hi? Speak common?"

With a common language found in the language of their mutual enemies you finally are able to communicate with Vilgo, "”Who are you? What are you doing? Don’t you know you could be killed if the drow find you?”

After signing to Savi, Lunk uses his gloves to join the conversation.

<Regrettably, some drow did find us. I do not care to end lives, but they didn’t give us any other option.>

Savi translates Vilgo’s words as well as Lunk’s. She can’t speak Elven herself, but she can understand Lunk’s translations as he signs them to her.

After immaculately cleaning his once bloodied fingernails with his dagger, Baraxx transitions to picking his multitude of razor sharp teeth with the dagger point while the group continues in various languages he does not understand, keeping an eye on the cavern as a whole while he does so.

Bluff -lvl drain: 1d20 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 - 1 = 6
"Uh- we're Tan- uh- I mean- demons, yeah. Or something. Just ask one of those priestess drow." Nik explains, somehow overlooking the fact that the gnome is apparently terrified of the drow... and probably especially afraid of the priestesses of Lolth.

"Anyway, we're trying to find a drow, actually. Erehe. About half sure he should die to prevent a big bad evil guy from doing big bad evil things. Know of a guy named Erehe or Kestrod?"

Before anyone has a chance to explain to Rinika what Nik just said, he turns aside briefly to the lady cat and asks in common "think we should show him the vampire drow?"

The gnome's face twists with hatred, "The drow are an abomination, killing them is a good thing.

SM: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"Why would I ask a priestess if I had a chance to smash her face in with a hammer?" He narrows his eyes suspiciously at Nik. Someone want to give Nik an assist?

Wow, only +1? I didn't realize that lie had a chance of success XD

Savi gives Nik some fairy luck, even though she thinks his bluff is a needless play.
Repartée: Nik’s six becomes a: 6 + 2d4 ⇒ 6 + (1, 2) = 9

So nobody is left out, assume Lunk is translating all except what we don’t want Vilgo to hear (like ‘should we tell him..?’) and that Savi is translating Vilgo’s words (signed her her by Lunk).

Lunk replies, <I killed an evil man yesterday and some evil drow today. I killed them because of their actions, not because of what they are. If I can kill someone based on their appearance, then I cannot think myself as good.

I am not trying to dissuade you from your thinking. It is not the drow’s existence that makes you hate them this much.> Lunk is aware that Savi, now fully grown, has apparently lost her power to see good and evil. Nonetheless, he takes a chance and follows his gut. <You seem too decent and rational a person to hate so strongly. What have the drow done to you? Or, forgive me for asking but… to someone you loved?>

Lunk has no idea what tragedy the gnome suffered. But he knows himself well enough to know what he would become if anyone took Savi from him.

Jek can't help but notice Baraxx picking his teeth.

"Hey... I bet I have a tool for that."

He pops open a saddle bag and the distinct scent of aging Dothion barbed grass wafts through the air. After rummaging a bit he withdraws his Traveler's Any-Tool, twists it to resemble a dental scraper, and holds it out for Baraxx to take.

"There... Want to give it a go?"

Baraxx does a double take at the useful tool then smiles, sheathes his dagger and reaches for the tool. "Thanks."

Nik shrugs as well as he can without getting up.
"Maybe you could talk with her, but not smash? Anyway, we have a vampire drow to interrogate and some shamblers to pick up. If you like asking pointed questions, you can join us. Um- thanks for the help?"
Nik starts squirming so that he can get into position to start crawling outside.

"We'll manage with the drow. Stay safe yourself, don't throw your life away fighting a battle you can't win."

Rinika bids the gnome farewell and crawls back out.

The gnome looks equal parts horrified and confused as the party banters, claims to be demons, and Lunk whispers in his ear a moral quandary. He looks to the nearby tunnel that goes deeper clearly ganguing if he can escape. But then the party leaves and bids him farewell without any todo. As you leave you hear the frantic sound of him packing, he must be going somewhere in a hurry. Boys, you’re scaring the straights, okay? Is there any way we can do this tomorrow?

When you arrive back at the drow ambush you find that true to their orders they have killed several cat things as evidenced by the new corpses of displacer beasts. Skellington the 6th remains unharmed, GM and SK are slowly reforming but currently not animate, Horsington has broken “leg” and several deep claw marks, 32 damage. Skellington leers at Rinika as the party approaches, if you didn’t know better you’d say it was intent on murdering her. 

ROFL

"Uhh- good job, shamblers." Nik looks back and forth between Skellington and Rinika a few times before adding an exasperated "Don't attack Rinika."

Nik pulls out his Lesser Rod of Extend and casts Infernal Healing on Horsington.

Not sure about Lunk or Baraxx yet, but Rinika saved me again... and Jek has always been a good friend...
Nik pauses for a few more moments of internal struggle before ordering his shamblers to take orders from Rinika, pausing, and then quickly adding Jek to their list of superiors as well.
...yeah, if Lunk orders them to save damsels in distress everywhere we go, I'm going to run out of shamblers real quick.

"Maybe if I get knocked out again, one of you can order them to carry me around or something. At least now I can just ride Horsington around. Next order of business..."
After looking back and forth at TitaNik and the fallen Drow, Nik pulls out two pieces of malachite, an opal, and 6 onyx gems while piling up 4 drow fighter corpses.

He sticks a funny stick into the ground and then casts Animate Dead.

Vampiric Touch->Animate Dead
They had 0 or 1 racial HD, right?
If so, 200gp of gems would work...
Assuming everything works out, I only really need their str/dex and any special attacks they have that might transfer (while I doubt they have a bite attack, they might be one of those poison minions or something weird that a skeleton could have...)
Presumably next: Nik giving some standing orders to his shamblers and us interrogating Kestrod. He might be less suicidal now that we're in Oerth.

Following along with the group to retrieve their undead, Baraxx can't help but bark in laughter at the scene with the undead nearly attacking a teammate.

oh heavens no! Don't give control of your undead to Baraxx. He might start getting delusions of grandeur

Rinika gives Nik an incredulous and exasperated half-glare. "Maybe try being more careful with your wording next time, o-great-smart-one?"

Her glare turns into a Cheshire cat grin as she turns to skellington. "Skellington, smack Nik upside his dumb head, lightly, once please."

Skellington does nothing, its seems the power to control his undead is non transferable or the death truce is still working.

Gonna have to use a spell or ability to do this.

"Hah. I don't have a dumb head!" Nik explains, not even considering the death truce or that the shamblers might not follow orders to follow the orders of someoene else.

no one wants to pull out Kestrod while Nik and Rinika bicker like children? :D

Baraxx is just hanging out at this point, he doesn't know y'all well enough to go releasing suicidal vampire Drow

Jek watches in amazement as Nik gets alarmingly quick at raising shamblers.

"So Nik, how was death? Do you remember it?"

"Hurts like hell." Nik shrugs.
"Let's ask Kestrod what he thinks too." He adds, as he approaches Jek to search the Bariaur's pack for the staked vampire. "Think he'll be happy enough at home to help us out this time?"

Kestrod’s body quickly heals itself as the stake is pulled he groggily and then very alarmed says, ”What? How did you bring me back? I need to die before He finds me again!”

"Sit still for a minute. You can go sunbathe after we're done asking question-"

Nik pauses, realization dawning on him.

"Uh- didn't you know you're a semi-unkillable vampire now?"

Savi says to the vampire, “Wait… do you really need to die so badly?”

She tries to speak in a gentle-yet-authoritative, life-coachy way—
Diplo: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28
—and she’s pretty sure she nailed it.

Being tall makes me confident!

She stands on tippy-toes to pass for a thirteen-inch fairy.

She tries to come up with a question that a wisened monk would probably ask, if the monk were a fairy. “Why should He control your life, or your will to live it?”

Nailed that too! This calls for position!

Fly: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29

…which she also nails, levitating with her upturned palms rested on her folded knees.

Lunk is pretty sure fairies aren’t supposed to fly in yoga positions.

He signs to her…

Readied Action: catch falling fairy.

Baraxx glances at the fairy, slightly bends his heavily armored knees for moment then barks a short laugh and shakes his head.

He looks at Nik incredulously, ”Stake through my heart should have done it. And yes, if my memory is restored He will win and the multiverse is doomed. Erehe and I both must die. Only if my soul is safely within Kiranshalee’s realm… Sunlight…” He looks around and begins to turn into mist. 

You have a couple rounds here to stop him.

And what if you get captured before you get to sunlight, ya jerk?
"Shamblers, stab him!" Nik orders quickly, getting the stake ready to plunge into Kestrod's chest again.

Something Nik is about to explain:
Nik thinks this vampire is dumb because Jek just needs to remove his lance for him to come back, unless someone now decapitates him and anoints him with holy water.

"Can you help us find Erehe?"

Jek thinks for a moment.

"Who's Kiranshalee? Are you talking about one of these manors?"

Skellington stakes the vampidrow before he can answer Jek’s questions. Gonna have to do something creative if you want to get info from him.

"Seems like he doesn't want to talk. Why not just kill him like he wants and get it over with?" Baraxx asks, "Sounds like the multiverse being doomed is a bad thing. I'm pretty sure I'm in the multiverse, and I don't want to be doomed." the part fiend grumbles as a buzzing sand and rock blade appears in his hand.

"I can do it for you, if you want."