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you can invest in finding out about it
trust me, it ain't no +1
oh, identify to start with
legend lore, bardic lore, sages, trips to korranberg, etc etc
“So, that was a bit of a bust,” comments Valessa to her strangely quiet companions once they return to Stormreach. “Did anyone manage to pick up any treasure or artefacts? What are everyone’s plans now?”
"I still have that spear, what ever good it will do." Ruuz says as he limps along. "Brick I wouldn't mind looking at that sword also when we get back to the house."
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Identifying the sword reveals that it has been subjected to transmutation magic, but is not itself enchanted in any way.
The spear is a Claw of Daelkyr, +1 Short spear, life bane (all liveing targets), but does 2d6 damage to a non-aberrant wielder.
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Another thing, 3 days after returning to your rental property, an Undying soldier comes knowcking on the door. He is specifically asking for Valessa, who he hands a large chest, which is nearly weightless.
Inside, you find 8 gold disks, shaped like nine sided coins but big enough around to be appropriate for a large creature.
(These are actual giant coins, each worth 2500 gp if you can find a buyer)
The chest also contains a note, written in ancient elvish, that goes on at length thanking Valessa for her help. However, the words fade from the page as she reads them, leaving only a blank piece of papyrus.
(the chest is made from carved soarwood, can 22 cubic feet of stuff while weighing 5lbs) This is a very poor man's bag of holding...
“Hah! Well that wasn’t a complete loss then,” says Valessa, peering into the chest. “Aeren, Aeren … I feel like I should know that name… well, whoever he is, I wouldn’t have thought he’d still be ali- oh … Undying, yeah, that’s right …”
If the soldier sticks around, Valessa will ask him (it?) to relay her thanks to this Aeren, or his ancestor, or whoever sent the coins. “I’d return his targeting disc, but it seems to have gotten lost in time …” she says.
“Alright, let’s go and see if we can find a buyer for these coins, we’ll split the proceeds. The spear … seems pretty dangerous. Much as it pains me to give any benefit to Ghorkin or Rokko, I wonder if we should intrust it to the pair of them, to return to the University museum – with all of us credited as discoverers of course! Unless someone really wants to try to hang onto it .. I suppose one could wear heavy gloves, or perhaps Brick could safely use it … But I just have this worrying feeling that the … Daelkyr are going to want it back…
“And what of the sword? It somehow seems like a person that was changed into a sword … do you think there’s any way we could get it changed back. That … is not a nice thing.
“Alright, last pieces of business; who wants to go on and see about this Sahuagin business?”
I will put a recap together as soon as we know who is commited to moving forward.
I will include the goodbye stories for departing characters
So...Like I said in discussion, Gustav wiped out my home internet for seems like ever, I will hopefully have the recap for monday.
Sorry I am so late on this... we had an outbreak of bronchitis in the house... 2 sick kids and 2 sick parents = ZERO time for gaming
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Drawn by fickle strands of fate, or the rampant need to find approval in the eyes of others, or in one solemn case following a boiling trail of icy blood across miles of mud and murky sea, souls cast as flotsam on the sea of destiny washed ashore on the ragged shoals of Stormreach. There, they found a moment’s comfort in the silken strands of society or those that bound beautiful women to the deck of the Tethered Wench.
Peace lasted far too short a time, as it was shivered by unnatural lightning wrestled from nature by a Sahuagin shaman. His cohorts lead a deadly raid onto the ship, clearly seeking for a single specific person, and only the intervention of burgeoning heroes saved so many from a watery grave.
Shared adversity bred common purpose in many but another drifted away. They began an investigation of the Sahuagin’s motive, at the same time they attempted to find the trail that had lead the noble savage shifter so far from home in search of justice.
The trail of the Sahuagin lead to rumors and stories. A shipping company which had placed a bounty on the heads of the fish-men, and was nearly bankrupted by an over zealous hunter. Clues left by the raiders suggested this hunter may be a bounty hunter known as Tessik the Claw. When they interviewed him, Tessik hired them to find a Malenti. Tessik explained the Malenti was responsible for a murder, and to throw Tessik off the bounty, the Malenti had blamed the slaughter of a Sahugin village on Tessik.
In conclusion, Tessik was being moved to Sharn for medical treatment, the injuries he had suffered during the raid on the boat being more than could be cared for in Stormreach. Tessik hired the crew to hunt down the Malenti, and to make sure that the grief mad shaman responsible for the attack was brought to justice. Though Tessik could only pay a pittance, the bounties totaled thousands of gold Galifars.
The search for the murderer that had fled to Stormreach just ahead of the shifter had lead the group to a rough orc bar on the outskirts of town. Expecting to find more clues for their hunt they instead found a blood steeped abbatoir. Narrowly avoiding blame for the impossible slaughter, the group failed to capture their quarry before it fled away. Now they know it reeks of feminine orc, and death.
New friends brought new opportunities, and the group found their way to an ancient giant ruin, surprisingly close to Stormreach. Entering through a collapsed roof they found themselves in a massive labyrinth somehow disconnected from the normal flow of time. Ancient pictures, and hidden messages lead them to a final conflict where they faced off against a malevolent spawn of Xoriat, a twisted aberrant sorcerer, and an impossibly old dragon in a four way battle to save time itself.
The intervention of ancient elves allowed the party to escape with their lives, and returned them to the city as though only a single moment had passed. And on their return, they found the inexplicable gratitude of the Undying Court, layed literally upon their doorstep.
“And what of the sword? It somehow seems like a person that was changed into a sword … do you think there’s any way we could get it changed back. That … is not a nice thing.
"You're right. It's not a nice thing at all."
“Alright, let’s go and see if we can find a buyer for these coins, we’ll split the proceeds. The spear … seems pretty dangerous. Much as it pains me to give any benefit to Ghorkin or Rokko, I wonder if we should intrust it to the pair of them, to return to the University museum – with all of us credited as discoverers of course! Unless someone really wants to try to hang onto it .. I suppose one could wear heavy gloves, or perhaps Brick could safely use it … But I just have this worrying feeling that the … Daelkyr are going to want it back…“And what of the sword? It somehow seems like a person that was changed into a sword … do you think there’s any way we could get it changed back. That … is not a nice thing.
“Alright, last pieces of business; who wants to go on and see about this Sahuagin business?”
“And what of the sword? It somehow seems like a person that was changed into a sword … do you think there’s any way we could get it changed back. That … is not a nice thing."You're right. It's not a nice thing at all."
"Ruuz, do you think a wizard could change it back?"
Waking the next morning, you find a hastily scrawled note from Beren. He has left in the night to pursue the trail of the murderer that brought him here.
"Oh..."
"You're right. It's not a nice thing at all.""Ruuz, do you think a wizard could change it back?"
After searching through the house and finding one of Rokko's cigars that he left, he sits in one of the chairs and lights it. "I am going to miss that goblin."
Ruuz looks at Valessa, "It is possible but it might cost a lot of money. Brick can I see the sword?"
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Ruuz looks at Valessa, "It is possible but it might cost a lot of money. Brick can I see the sword?"
You can, and I presume you do...
The blade gibbers endlessly whenever it is drawn from the sheath. It begs you not to return it to the dark, before screaming about the brightness of the light.
Focusing your magical awareness on it reveals that it is not magical itself, though the residue of powerful transmutation magic is soaked into it.
"Well that was interesting, I too am sad to see Beren go but perhaps it is time for him to figure all of that out. So what did you think about the sword Ruuz? And where are we going to go first?"
“I don’t know what Beren thinks he’s doing,” mutters Valessa, “but if he doesn’t want our help, fine!” She seems upset.
But calms down a bit after breakfast. “Well, someone help me find a buyer for these giant coins – with some money behind us we have more options…”
Valessa thinks about somewhere in town to sell the coins …
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“I don’t know what Beren thinks he’s doing,” mutters Valessa, “but if he doesn’t want our help, fine!” She seems upset.
But calms down a bit after breakfast. “Well, someone help me find a buyer for these giant coins – with some money behind us we have more options…”
Valessa thinks about somewhere in town to sell the coins …
You find a group ready to head North to Sharn offering to pay 18000 gp for the coins. You can take it or not.
"Wow ... I think I got a good deal," says Valessa on her return, hauling a sack of coins, small gems and trade bars. "At least I hope I got a good deal ... a lot of money anyway. Now ... I guess we don't need to keep a share for Rokko now that he's with Ghorkin ... and Beren's gone ... hey, where's Merrek this morning? Did he leave with Beren too?"
"You're right. It's not a nice thing at all.""Ruuz, do you think a wizard could change it back?"
After searching through the house and finding one of Rokko's cigars that he left, he sits in one of the chairs and lights it. "I am going to miss that goblin."
Ruuz looks at Valessa, "It is possible but it might cost a lot of money. Brick can I see the sword?"
Brick hands the sword to the artificer.
"It's a sword."
"The sword is radiating a strong magic so I am guessing it will cost quite a bit it gold to reverse it. We could ask around and maybe we could trade our skills for the spell."
"Well, let's divide this gold up with an extra share ... if one of the others come back, they can have what's left of that share. Otherwise, we can use it as a fund for turning swords into people and such."
"Well, let's divide this gold up with an extra share ... if one of the others come back, they can have what's left of that share. Otherwise, we can use it as a fund for turning swords into people and such."
"Wait... Sword was a PERSON? That's BAD!"
Brick starts looking around frantically for Ruuz.
“Alright, so are we going after this Malenti? If so, we need to find out where to find it, find a way to get there, and purchase any survival equipment we might need.”
Valessa starts searching her knowledge of where the Sahuagin who raided the town (the pleasure boat) the other week, and any known Malenti in the area, might have hailed from.
Well where should we start looking? Do we want to go as a group or split up? I am open to whatever you want to do as long as Ruuz isn't hitting on anyone I think we will be good.
Ruuz takes his share of the money and after doing a little shopping disappears in his lab for several days.
He soon emerges with some silver bracers covering his for arms. "It took awhile but I have finish my bracers. If some of you are willing I can try to make you some amulets or bracers that could protect you."
"So... When are we going to make Sword into not-a-sword?"
"Where did everybody go?"
“Alright, so are we going after this Malenti? If so, we need to find out where to find it, find a way to get there, and purchase any survival equipment we might need.”
Valessa starts searching her knowledge of where the Sahuagin who raided the town (the pleasure boat) the other week, and any known Malenti in the area, might have hailed from.
Sari is back after wandering around a bit and visiting the House of Deneith. She asked around about the Malenti but did not get much. Sari goes back to the house just as Ruuz is coming out of his lab. "So just how much would you charge me to make me an amulet?"
Ruuz looks are Sari with a huge grin, "Maybe we could work out a trade." Ruuz shoots her a wink, "If not it would be 1250 gp's."