Okknos Prime: Bonifant

The Whispering Mountain: Part 1

The party landed on the shore. Sparse trees and underbrush scattered the ground as they moved toward the mountain. “If you wanted to die, I could have killed you all in the Storm Barrens.” The heroes looked up and saw Galendan’s Elven butler waiting for them. His form slowly shifted. Claws and talons replaced his hands. Copper scales began to cover his body as he transformed into Loki the dragon. Suddenly a loud roar rang out from the sky. Loki looked up to the sky. “It seems that there are more pressing matters to attend to.” He then took off to engage his foe, Maglor’s dragon.

A dark hooded figure exited the mouth of the mountain and said, “one way or another every last drop of your blood will be spilled today." He then summoned ice elementals and the battle began. Not many can remember the exact specifics that took place. The hooded figure disappeared, Pashenac summoned a pack of panthers and the party engaged the ice elementals. They finally caught the hooded figure who turned out to be a vampire. They grappled with it and surrounded him, landing many blows. The panthers pounced, Pashenac de-robed him, exposing him to the sunlight and he soon succumbed to his attackers. The party took a brief moment to relish their victory when suddenly a being fell from the sky and landed with a thunderous boom high up the mountain. From the being’s descent, it was clear that the fall was intentional. Rathal shouted, instructing the party to make their way into the mountain.

As the party entered, a disquieting feeling settled on the group. The silence was deafening. The wind that had been stirred up outside apparently could not break into the entrance of the cave. Replacing it were whispers. Never ending whispers. They quietly and persistently spoke in the minds of the heroes. “Turn back,” “Keep going,” “Death to all,” “All things must fall.” They were never quieting. It was only after hearing these whispers that they noticed the dead creatures on the ground. Upon examination they all appeared to be killed with some sort of piercing weapons. Pashenac handed out torches led the way with his cougars.

They traveled through the first cavern and entered a room with four doorways and a large pit in the center of the room. Rathal informed them that the path was down. They surrounded the edge of the pit and Jarl leapt down into it and was immediately attacked by wraiths. The party attempted to hit them from a range and a swarm of banshees joined the fight. The banshees all screamed and many of the party members fell. Rathal, Sam, Lucian and Kanyr were the only ones to remain standing. Kanyr climbed down a rope to attack the wraiths from the wall. This turned problematic as the he was surrounded by the wraiths. The odds were not in their favor. Four adventures and nearly twice that in phantasms. Rathal began to cast walls of fire everywhere and even lighted Kanyr ablaze (without injuring him) in order to hit multiple targets at once. The outcome was bleak but somehow they persevered and in the end triumphed although all were heavily wounded. Those still standing healed Jules, who in turn healed all those on the ground around her. Meldy offered them the opportunity to rest in her rod of security but the party felt that their prospects grew ever fainter the longer they rested. They decided to take a short rest and then press on. onward into the darkness. Onward…into the mountain.

The Zone of Truth

The dragon rider pulled his hood over his head and vanished from sight. Ice elementals rained from the sky and the fight began. The party began casting fire spells hoping to incapacitate the ice elementals before tackling the dragon. This proved more difficult then they would have hoped. The ice elementals quickly downed Ularalu and Kanyr. The dragon circled the battle and placed its large claw over Kanyr’s body and demanded surrender from all. Everyone places their weapons down except Jarl. The dragon demonstrated its’ might and spit acid at him, then glaring at him frightening him off. Galendan told them that due to the deal he made with Idelle he would let them live. But should they follow him, he would kill them all. The dragon and his rider then took out over the depths.
The party gathered, all depressed and sullen at their defeat. Rathal looked out over the depths as the dragon grew small on the horizon. They all collected their thoughts and nursed their wounded back to health. Rathal turned away walking a short distance and unleashed thunder upon the misshapen trees. The party decided to sleep off their defeat and determine their next steps in the morning.
The next day, the party discussed what to do. The Ranger advised that help was coming and that they were to delay Galendan as much as possible. Lightning strikes began to the north east, but this was no ordinary lightning. Jarl and Jace went to investigate and discovered Meldy and the dwarf Pashenek. The four re-joined the party. Introductions were made, and the group traveled south to find a launch point. Meldy removed a folding boat from her bag. The dwarf ordered everyone in using his experience to get everyone underway while Meldy used her magic to create a nice head wind.
On the trip Lucian spoke of his time before the Tenidor. To join their ranks one had to truly learn the dangers of the Feywild. He had to seek out and hunt an owl bear alone. He pulled out the claws. Victory came at a cost though. He revealed a deep gash on his side, assumedly from the beast.
Meldy advised that her allies where searching for heroes who could stand up to Galendan and that until that happened they must stall for as long as possible.
(It is at this point where we discovered that the ship had a poop hole in the bow of the ship. Much time was spent deciphering this.)
Rathal still looked downtrodden (even after the lively poop hole discussion). Keenen attempted to lift his spirits. Kanyr trained with Rathal and began to question him on how he knew so much about Azcavil. Rathal told them that he had run into Azcavil only once after the old man had saved Hazchin the halfling. They asked him if he knew he had been possessed and Sinoqui said that no one could posses a being without being close enough to be seen. Jules cast a zone of truth to attempt to get the truth. Everyone on the boat succumbed. Everyone but Rathal that is. They all begin arguing and asking personal questions. Jules cast it again and still Rathal did not succumb. She tried again and again before he finally submitted to the spell. They asked if he was in control on the beach and he said he was. They asked if he was 12 and he told them he was 18.
The truth zone proved somewhat problematic and accusations and questions flew all around with Sam at one point trying to push Keenen off the boat. Kanyr went below, done with his line of questioning. Rathal followed Kanyr and asked him why he hated him. Kanyr said it wasn’t hate but distrust and now that the truth is out they would get along better. “I don’t know about that sir. The truth can be a dangerous thing,” Rathal replied, turning away.
Pashenek advised that the mountain was in the distance. Everyone peered into the spyglass and saw the Whispering Mountain. The party began discussing plan. Could they avoid the dragon? Will the beasts be easily surpassed? Rathal Came out of the bow of his ship, now as an 18-year-old, and suggested they all get some rest as the battle ahead would be hard.

The Rider and his Reason

Kanyr leads the party to the west to a location shrouded in secrecy. Jules questioned Rathal’s presence, saying that endangering the life of a child was reckless. The party assured her that he could hold his own, and although uncomfortable with the decision she begrudgingly relented her position. The party’s attention then turned to Kanyr, asking how he knew where the Fey Stone was. The only information he would divulge was that he had sources.
The journey was scheduled for 5 days. Jules immediately told the party that she would not be walking in her armor for those 5 days. The party waited, assuming she was doffing her armor. What they did not expect was her summoning of Garyl the Pegasus. Garyl asked her how she was doing as she mounted up. The party watched in stunned silence but then accepted the fact that she would be riding while they marched along.
The first day they passed a tree that looked like a wizened old man. The second day Sam scavenged up some food for everyone, and they entered a barren pine forest. Rathal at this point in the trip became sullen. He seemed dismayed, but soon came back to his usual self. The third day is when things began to get interesting. A manticore soared overhead. Jarl decided to teleport up to speak with it and manifested wings in order to do so. The party watched as the two interacted high in the sky and Rathal advised everyone to arm themselves. The manticore tried to eat him and Jarl then bloodied the beast with one hit. The party watched this exchange and they all took a step to the side, everyone but Lucian. Lucian got splashed with the blood of the manticore as it reigned down from the battle above.
That evening, after Lucian changed clothes, Jarl told the party a story of when he was a lawyer. He was opposing a man who was responsible for the death of a woman’s child. The law was on that man’s side and the woman even ended up owing him money. Jarl always regretted that he could not do more. As soon as he finished his story Keenen stood, “I can’t take it anymore! I can’t lie to you! I’m a thief!” She blurted out to Sam. The whole party was silent for a moment and then Sam punched him in the face.
Jarl and Sam argued about law and justice and reading for the next 30 minutes, neither willing to budge on their decisions. Things were got heated. Their argument was interrupted by a loud, deep, booming voice from Rathal that echoed through the barren pines. “Enough! There is room for both violence and law in the land. You cannot have one without the other.” His voice softened and reverted back to his light childlike voice as he went, “Laws help to maintain order, but when laws are corrupt it takes violence to overthrow the corrupt and reform the laws to protect the people.” The party looked at Rathal in silence. Jarl than spoke “You have great wisdom for one so young. Perhaps you are correct.”
The party traveled in relative peace. On the fifth day they noticed the streams were growing larger and deeper. Four creatures with three heads each circled in the sky, each with an elven rider. The chimeras flew down and attacked. After a serious attack the party killed all but one of the riders. Jarsalli. She teleported away, and Jarl teleported after her. He then spoke with her instead of killing her. He asked her why she and her friends attacked them. She said that she worked for Prince Isolin. A voice spoke in Jarl’s head, “Kill her. The law requires her death.” The rest of the party arrived while Jarl tried to figure out who was talking to him. They were stopped by an invisible wall. She told them all she knew in exchange for her life. She told them that Prince Isolin was involved in the plot on Galendan’s side. Galendan had promised him all of the Feywild should he succeed. Sam tried to convict her on the morality of the actions of those she followed. She advised that it wasn’t her job to question but to follow.
The Ranger asked her if she knew why Bonifant had been poisoned. She told him that non-humans were generally unwelcomed. Sometimes they were beaten or even killed just for being there. Bonifant had been poisoned because Galendan believed his long lost brother and sister met their end in Bonifant, poisoned. He got revenge for their deaths.
The party and Jarsalli parted uneasy frenemies and continued their separate ways. They reached the shore of the Dread Star Depths. There Idelle, Heskan, Grom and Thari waited for them. Idelle warned them to turn back as Galendan was too strong. Rathal’s eyes flashed a glowing yellow and the voice of Azcavil boomed out of him. He addressed Thari and Grom. “You fools! You have sided with the enemy. Offering to provide that which was once yours to destroy! You cowards! You disgust me. Step aside and let these true heroes do what you have failed to do.”
Grom stepped forward, “How do you speak through this boy?”
“Have you forgotten the power you once witnessed? You are not worthy to stand in the presence of these heroes. Had I only found them years ago instead of you.”
Thari then spoke, “You abandoned us! You abandoned us when we needed you!”
“When I abandoned you?!? Thari who abandoned who? Was it not you who ran first? Was it not your absence that got Pelasco killed? You left! And when the dust settled you two needed each other and I was needed elsewhere. But do now tell me that I abandoned you. I have not turned on what I believe. It is you who has disgraced the memory of Pelasco.”
Thari and Grom looked down at their feet, ashamed. Idelle stepped forward, “You hold no more power over them Azcavil now I sugge-“
“And you!” Azcavil’s voice boomed, “You would sacrifice thousands of innocents in order to protect a few loved ones. Those who you love have decided to fight for what is right. You all are a disgrace. Now stand aside.”
A loud roar shook the forest. Idelle turned screaming, “No! You said I had more time! You promised!” Heskan scooped her up and the four of them left as Galendan flew over the water on his copper dragon. The dragon’s wings buffeted the trees and the dragon landed in the shallows in front of them. The party drew their weapons and the battle began.

Vampires and Vinny

Our heroes, after causing a stir in the Summer Court, flee toward Winter’s Peak to have Galendan speak with their dead gnome. Along the way, Sam wondered aloud if they needed the whole body. It was determined that only the mouth would be needed. Without further ado Sam dropped the body and with a swift blow dislodged the head from the body. The body was then tossed off the road and into a ditch. Sam and Rathal then thought that they would cheer the party up as they walked with a happy little ditty. They pulled out their flutes and played together. The party instantly heard the skill and aptitude that one of the players possessed. Considering his Faunish upbringing there was no competition. Sam played well for a man carrying a gnome head under his arm, no easy feat.

Their musical endeavors were cut short by the sound of hoof beats back the way they had come from. The party quickly hid in the treeline and Jace blinked out of existence. An elven scouting party rode down the path, assumedly looking for the heroes. The adventurers then decided that it would be safer to travel through the forest instead of on the path. Lucian the Ten’i’dor stepped forward to determine the best path. He searched for a moment before the ranger pointed and said, “That way.”

He tried but Lucian could not hide how impressed he was. Rathal stepped up and patted him on the back. “Don’t worry,” he said consolingly. “I’m sure you would’ve found it eventually.” They eventually decided to set up camp. The Tenidor gathered kindling and other fallen pieces of wood. As soon as he cleared the area and pulled out his fire-starting supplies but before he could strike the flint Ularalu sent his carefully constructed wood pile ablaze with A LOT OF FIRE. Rathal came up to him again and patted him on the back. “Today just isn’t your day is it?”

Around the fire Sam told the story of Ra’thal (not to be confused with Rathal). Ra’thal was his long-lost love. They had grown together, trained together, she was the female version of him in all respects. She was skilled, formidable, and brash. She entered an orc encampment where she was killed. Sam avenged her death, but his broken heart never truly healed.

After Sam’s sad tale, Kanyr took Rathal aside and shoved a practice sword in his hands. “It’s time you learn to fight ‘boy’. Strike me.” Rathal looked at the sword in his hand. It was heavy and awkward for his small frame, but he tried to do as instructed. His first swing was ridiculously wide. His second fared little better. Sam tried shouting advice and the others also did the best they could to instruct the lad.

Rathal became frustrated. “This is ridiculous,” he thought to himself. “I could dispatch this warrior with a flick of my wrist. He would be cowering on the ground, clutching his gut or head or roasting alive in his armor. I could turn him into a rat or fill his lungs with poisoned air until he keels over with a fit of painful coughing spasms.” Rathal’s eyes suddenly lit up with an idea. He swung wide purposefully shielding his left hand from view. He quickly drew a knife and with deadly accuracy swung it towards Kanyr’s unsuspecting body. He pulled the blade up short and instead struck him with the pummel.

All eyes widened in surprise. “Tricks won’t save you in battle,” Kanyr barked angrily at Rathal.

“They don’t have to. They just have to work once” Rathal said with a bit more snarkiness than he customarily used.

The party then began a long discussion as to whether tricks should be used in combat or not. They all eventually turned in for the night and got some much-needed rest. The next day the ranger led them toward Winter’s Peak and the rest of the trip passed without incident. When they were about two hours away from their destination, snow began to fall. It intensified quickly and between the Ranger and Rathal determined that the snow was magical. A strong wind began to howl, snow began to kick up around them. The party huddled in their winter gear, or at least those who had it. Rathal manipulated a magical fire in his palms to keep himself warm. Keenen and Kanyr felt the bite of the wind as neither were prepared for the cold.

The party finally reached Winter’s Peak. Usually welcoming, the party was distraught to see that the gates were shut tight. They took turns scaling the wall and were greeted by a Vampire on the other side, the caretaker of Winter’s peak, or so he said. The adventurers learned that Galendan had left to collect the Fey Stone in order to destroy the world and recreate it in his own image. The ranger, ever quick thinking grabbed an arrow out of his quiver and held it over the Moon Well. The vampire yelled at him, cursing his foolishness. The Ranger smiled and dropped the arrow into the well.

With a large puff of snow and a loud trumpeting sound, a large Woolly Mammoth pooped out of the well (hence forth, by unanimous decision as Vinny (and by unanimous I mean by myself with no input from any one else (there is no discussion…His name is Vinny))). It swung its head wildly at the ranger who dodged and quickly calmed the large beast. Satisfied that it was not in danger, it wandered off to another part of the courtyard never to be seen again (Or is it?).

The heroes flew into action and fired off a few shots at the vampire. Rathal, who damaged him the most, was set upon by the vampire who grabbed him by the arm and attempted to bite him time and again. As the party rushed to help him, another smashed through a window of the mansion and attacked Kanyr with a vengeance. The party fought valiantly but the second vampire caught hold of Jace and sunk his teeth into his neck. Jace dislodged him but not before the vampire got a nice taste of his magic elven blood.

The vampires were soon defeated, and the heroes advanced on the mansion to search for clues as to where Galendan was headed and how much of a head start he might have. However, when they advanced they discovered that the mansion had iced over. Sam opened the gate while the rest of them attacked it with sword and fire, but it was persistent and grew back regardless of their actions. Suddenly a suit of armor approached the now open gates. The party turned ready for a fight. A female voice introduced herself as Julienne Volchiare (Jules for short), a hero of the Minotaur Wars, over 400 years ago.

The party discerned that she believed that the war was only two years ago. She recanted the tale of how she was cheated out of her rightful throne as heir to Vitalio. Her father did not see it this way and so she started a rebellion in order to retake the kingdom. The Wizard Gregorr cursed her and trapped her in a tree, from which she had only recently been freed from mysteriously.

Rathal took the lead and convinced her that she was 400 years in the future. She became upset and hurled her helmet clear across the courtyard. Rathal calmed her down and offered her a position with the group, until she found her bearings that is. Kanyr then offered to lead the party to the fey stone, not offering an explanation as to how he knew where it was. Jules joined the group and the party quickly left the courtyard to search for warmer weather.

Rathal was the last to leave the courtyard. He turned back to look at the Moon Well. He took one last look at a small object he had been clutching tight in his fist and then dropped it inside. He then rejoined the group before they noticed his absence. The party traveled down the mountain, their paths finally headed toward the Fey Stone that they’d long heard whispers about. As they traveled, the party seemed talkative and discussed the future and the past with Jules who was quite vocal about how she was deciding if she was going to burn down all Vitalio or not. Only one member was uncharacteristically quiet. Rathal’s usual smile was replaced with a set look of determination, and had the party only turned to look at him they would have noticed that the joy usually found in his eyes was replaced with a dead expression. What lay behind his dark expression? What dark thoughts could possibly drain the cheer from his piercing green eyes?

Rave, Roast and Run

After a well deserved rest when returning to the summer court, Ularalu and Sinoqui both heard the sweet notes of a long forgotten tune. “Hyrsam!” Ularalu squelled as she flew out the door. The rest of the party followed the fairy to a small clearing where all manner of beings were prancing about. Rathal quickly joined the musicians. Three more came to join the festivities, Sam Hand, Ives and Keenan. Ives approached Jace and they spoke about the cure to the pale tincture. Sam Hand spoke with a woman who told him that Hyrsam was called the prince of fools. He then asked her to dance.
This celebration was only bettered by giving of gifts. The Faun Gardener who Jace had befriended approached him and gave him a cloak of falling stars. Hyrsam himself gave Rathal a ring that could be “Helpful in his journey.” A Gnome bumped into Lucian and spilled his drink all over him. He offered to trade his bow. Lucian then taught the entire crowd how to do the animal dance and it became the official dance of the Ten’i’dor.
The party eventually died out and Ularalu tells the three newcomers of the party’s plan to confront the Gnome. Ives gleefully suggested she burn him to which she was quite excited. The group left the dying party and made their introductions with their new friends. They made plans to meet the Prince and they finally settled on a plan of action. Azcavil would take Ives and Keenen to speak with him concerning the Gnome. While they did that, Sinoqui, Jace, Sam and Lucian stalked their gnome target to a bar where they would keep tabs on him until Prince Isolin gave the go ahead to question him. Azcavil and his team approached the prince who in turn went to fetch the treacherous Gnome. Keenan, at the behest of Azcavil stalked the prince who collected his guards and began a search for the gnome.
In the bar an Elf approached the Gnome who finished his drink and then promptly left, followed by Jace and Lucian. Sam who was busy drinking, didn’t notice them leaving and when he finally saw that he was alone, decided to go find Azcavil and his other friends.
The Gnome entered his home and a little while later an Elf left. Lucian watched the Elf head off toward the teleportation pools. Sinoqui chased after this elf, shooting arrows at him and cursing Lucian for his stupidity. Lucian ran to the door of the Gnome’s dwelling and found it empty. Realizing his mistake, he turned and fired his bow at the fleeing Gnome, disguised as an Elf. A commotion is started in the streets which make Ives, Sam and Rathal run to join the fight. Before they can reach it Sinoqui has put a blade to the Gnome’s back and forced him to surrender. The party gathers as the prince watches from afar. The Gnome begs the heroes to protect him. The party was going to ask him from whom when two fear smiths arrived. The party shot arrows and magic toward them and quickly dropped one. The second killed Dimble before it could be brought down. Keenen who was still secretly following the prince decided it would be wise to set his house ablaze to distract his eyes from the battle. His diversion worked, and he left to see what was happening at his home.
After the battle, the party collected the Gnome’s dead body and left for Winter’s Peak to speak with Galadin in hopes that he could collect information from the corpse. As the heroes made their escape, the prince collected information on those who witnessed the attack. He vowed that the perpetrators would be brought to justice for their heinous actions. But there was another vow made that day. A vow by a young sorcerer. A vow that the prince, and all his treachery, would not be much longer for this world.

The Past that Haunts Us

The evening started alright. Dinner was on the table, attendants were all there, everything would’ve been great, until the orc started screaming. “WHERE IS AZCAVIL? I KNOW HE WAS WITH YOU AT THE NIGHTMARE PALACE! WHERE IS HE?” All in the room fell silent. The group exchanged furtive glances, unsure of what to do or say. The small voice of Rathal breaks the silence. He explains that he was the Azcavil that Grom had heard about at the nightmare palace. Rathal explained how he had once met this Azcavil and as a way of camouflage and protection he adopted the persona from time to time. Once Grom settled down the feast began. The heroes were thanked by those whom they saved from the hag.
After dinner Lucian and the Ranger took Rathal aside to have another chat about Azcavil. Rathal echoed his early statements claiming he had only met Azcavil the one time. While they spoke with Rathal, the rest of the party was approached by Serena and Gesh the Dragonborn. They asked them to go and attack the hag for all the pain and suffering they suffered.
The party left for the hag’s place and the hag waited for them at the bottom of the hill to her house. She reminded Jarl of their deal and that breaking it would result in dire consequences. Jarl answered by attacking but the hag was only an illusion. The trees began to attack, her gnomes began to attack, and flaming skulls began to attack. Lucian fell and the whole party sustained many injuries. The group advanced toward the boot that tried to escape and Rathal polymorphed the whole thing into a turtle. Acting fast, Rathal and Jarl teleported with the turtle boot to winters peak. They rushed to the door to get Galendan’s help destroying the turtle-boot hybrid. They were told to drop it and fiery hell rained down from a copper dragon with a rider in the sky. The elven butler then came out and scrapped the remains off of the stoop.
With the hag destroyed and the party on the mend, the heroes began their trek to the Summer Court. When they arrived Jarl went and bought a pair of pastel pink pants with a cape of gold. And glitter! GOLD GLITTER EVERYWHERE! He also bought a musketeer hat with a pink feather.
Lucian went to meet with the Ten’i’dor. He met with Shanal his superior. Lucian relayed his report of the party and their actions, emphasizing their love of fire.
Kanyr met with the leader of his organization. He asked about the Feystone and was told it was a myth. Kanyr then went on to ask about the Whispering Mountain. He was told that it lies to the west and that those who venture there often do not return and that there are many caves with devilish creatures residing there. Kanyr asked if any might know about the what lies in the west and was told that the centaur Pasark may know a bit about the area.

Baby and the Boot

After the eventful happenings at the House of Scales, our heroes decided to speak with Adran, the happy potioneer who tried to poison half of the party at a dinner. Adran admitted to the heroes that he had been given supplies to make the pale tincture by a gnome attendant of Prince Isolin. The price to refine a single dose worth of ingredients is 500 GP and he made six for the gnome. He advised the heroes that in order to poison Bonifant those responsible would need several hundred doses. The gnome was small with a goatee, bright red hair and was about “ye high.” He then told them of Granny Applecakes, the old hag who had the ability to make it.

They left to go speak with Granny Applecakes, but made a stop at the Golden Pegasus to buy Triv a few more drinks. While there they ran into Zanaphia, the elf from the welcome booth way back at Summer’s End. The elf who turned into a giant eagle and flew away. She warned them that Granny Applecakes had a pension for making deals, and an appetite for children.

They ignored her warnings and headed out of the city. But they were stopped by a satyr who gave Rathal an offer of joining the House of Scales and a gift of his opponent’s magical items. Rathal accepted the gift but turned the offer down to join the house, at least for now.

On the road to Winter’s peak/the Hag’s house the old woman came crying for help. The same old woman who they had run into twice before and who had been hanging from a tree during their last encounter. Jarl decided that it was time to spring the trap. The group headed into the swamp in search of the woman’s baby. Rathal was able to find prints leading into the swamp, presumably from the slaves or the people from the bar. The party was able to find her ‘baby,’ a small goblin in a diaper hanging in a cage from a tree monster. The tree monster was quickly dispatched but the party was then assaulted by a Frogamoth. They killed it as well saved ‘Baby’ the goblin and traveled to the hag’s house. ‘Baby’ took gold from Jarl and then left the party to make it on his own. Rathal saw that Sinoqui was loosing her nerve and helped calm her

The party met with the hag and Jarl made a deal with her, offering his left hand for the prisoners. He then tried to abscond with them but the hag informed everyone that the deal was still good and that she’d collect the hand on a later day.

When they returned to winter’s peak, Jarl called Galendan a coward for not taking care of the hag while he had a chance. Rathal did his best to skip over a heated philosophical debate by giving the information that they had collected. He recounted the adventures and was then told that Madam Delacroix’s team would return tomorrow. The elf hand to Galendan advised that the Gnome’s name was Dimble Murnig, an attendant to prince Isolin who had been smuggling ingredients to various poisoners. The man behind poisoning Bonifant was named McGregor whom Jarl told Rathal was a dangerous crime lord who was most likely dead.

Which leads us to dinner. Which will be served shortly.

Stranger's in a Strange Land and Guests in an Unwelcoming House

Now at the Nightmare Palace, our heroes needed to find a place to stay as they went about their business. Jarl, ever trusting new comer to the world that he is, talked to one of the first people he saw and paid him 30 gold so that the party might stay with him and eat at his table. The stranger pointed to a large gate and told Jarl it was his house. Jarl went to investigate, finding himself in the courtyard of the Nightmare Palace itself. He returned to speak with the stranger who had conveniently vanished into thin air.
After his escapade Rathal was able to convince the party to stay in the Golden Pegasus. When they entered they met Enith the golden Pegasus himself. He told them that he used to go on adventures and that his rider used to live in the Nightmare Palace (but conveniently left out the rider’s name). Enith used his share of the party treasure to purchase the Golden Pegasus Inn and is now the proprietor.
The party talked with one of the more permanent residents named Triv the bar dragon. The little drake told them that it was good luck to give him beer. Triv was helpful. He told the party that the house of scales were arrogant, prideful and personally take offense if you insult dragon magic. Some even thought they themselves were dragons. Triv wasn’t all help though. He tried to start a bar fight between the adventurers and the other patrons.
After a rest the party gathered together to discuss who would fight the House of Scales in one on one combat. They debated for a minute but no one seemed eager to risk their lives. In the end Rathal decided that he would challenge them. The party went to the house of scales and Rathal challenged the house to a duel. At first they were not even permitted entry as the guards did not think he was serious. But after a few well-placed insults the guards were eager to oblige. Rathal stepped into the ring and faced a green scaled dragon sorcerer. The battle lasted longer than anyone expected and a lot of spells were being cast all over the place. Finally, after a long hard fought battle, Rathal stood victorious over his opponent. The house was stunned. The party was surprised. Then clapping came from the front of the room as Maglor gleefully showed his enthusiasm for the battle that had just occurred. The Leader of the house of scales stood and asked Rathal what he wanted, honor bound to aid the winner of the duel ever so slightly. Rathal looked to his party urging them to take the lead so that he could catch his breath. Kanyr stepped forward and mentioned that they wanted information about the Fey Stone. Rathal quickly added that although it was true, being able to fight before the famed Dragon Rider was a reward in and of itself. Maglor stood and thanked the boy before him and then greeted his old friends but declined to have a private word. Maglor’s dragon invited them for a private word though and spoke with Jarl, Kanyr , Keryassa and Rathal where he gave them some warning not to get involved and, if they were still inclined, to at least choose the right side.
The Ranger and the rest of the party stayed back in the main room. The Ranger asked for Dathari’s help in figuring out who poisoned bonifant but Dathari had already tired of the nuisance that was this party and declined to help.
While leaving Jarl caught a glimpse of the stranger who had robbed him and before the stranger could run away Jarl pulled out some cross genre force grip maneuver and lifted the man into the air. He then forced the man to show him where he lived so that the party might come over for dinner. This time, after a bit of Force choking, he complied.
The party then went back to the Golden Pegasus where Rathal bought Triv a drink. He quickly became intoxicated and began to ramble about how the human and Elf lady in the corner were arguing about where to look for a Rabold, or Rathuci, or something like that. Concerned that these two strangers might be looking for him, Rathal changed into his persona Azcavil, and sat at the table next to them. After eavesdropping for a moment he was satisfied that they were not looking for him and were instead looking for a young half elf boy who was apparently taken by slavers. Azcavil informed them that he and his party had rescued a group of slaves headed towards Winter’s Peak and encouraged them by saying that he believed the boy was among those rescued and that the party had encouraged them to seek refuge at Winter’s Peak. After that Rathal changed back into himself, ate dinner and rested for the rest of the adventure.
Jarl took, Kaeryassa, Jace and the sorcerer bested by Rathal, whom he had befriended in the bar, to dinner at the stranger’s house. A feast had been laid out but the party was suspicious because the host would not eat. After threatening to force feed it down his throat he admitted it was poisoned. At this point something snapped in Keryassa and she advised their host Adran the Elf that because he had betrayed them twice he would pay dearly. Adran gave Jarl his coins back while Keryassa and Jace robbed the crap out of his store, stealing potions of all varieties from his shelves. Adran now fearing for his life even warned them that some of the vials labeled health potions were really vials of poison. Jarl advised Adran that the party would return the following day to speak with him and that if he weren’t there he would be found and gutted. He was there the next day ready to answer the party’s questions.

Journey to the Nightmare Palace

Our heroes took the night and stayed at Winter’s Peak, taking some much needed down time. The ranger had a private discussion with his sister.

The adventurers departed from Winter’s Peak with Kanyr by their side. They traveled along the same route they came from and found the old woman who tried to lead them astray from the path hanging from a tree. Jarl insisted on having her buried. When they cut her down though she disappeared and the party was ambushed by several banderhobbs.

After slaying the banderhobbs, the party encountered a group of slavers whom Jarl decided to deprive of their wares. He freed the slaves, the party killed the slavers, and Jarl tried to befriend the cyclops. Kanyr tried to kill one of the enslaved dragonborn because Kanyr thought the dragonborn was lying about the reason he was enslaved. Jarl teleported the slaves away to safety. Kanyr was quite upset but nothing could be done and so he stormed off down the trail.

When the Party made camp, Kanyr told of his wintery foray with wyrms that and he was the only survivor. In exchange for this feat of heroism, he received a dragon slaying sword (one that would’ve been nice to have before fighting the wyrms).

The adventurers arrived at the Nightmare Palace and, despite the many warnings to watch their backs and not make a scene, Jarl decided to get a new wardrobe. He went into a store and bought pants. (No really. Pants. (He also got a black and white outfit with red trim and a red cape)). The adventurers then moved on and booked several rooms in “The Golden Pegasus.” Several other party members went potion shopping.

Fearful of what the next day might hold, the party settled down to rest. Who would challenge the House of Scales to battle? Would they prevail? Would they even survive?

Old Friends at Winter's Peak

Our heroes left Summer’s End and headed toward the Nightmare Palace. Along the way they changed course and headed toward Winter’s Peak instead.
• On the path they met the girl from the welcome desk. She attempted to join them saying that, “she had nothing better to do.” The heroes found her unsettling and after some time of trying to decipher her true intention, Rathal attempted to change her into a wooden toy. He failed and she then turned into an eagle and flew off.

• As they traveled the adventures were approached by an elderly woman human woman who said her grandchild had gotten lost in the swamp. The ranger seemed hesitant and even downright against helping her. Ularalu rushed in to help, Sinoqui ran to aid her and Rathal went to convince them to turn back. The ranger tried to use his Gem of Seeing to find it missing. The three returned with Ularalu seemingly changing her mind on a whim. The Human woman then disappeared.

• The party settled down from their travels and Rathal told them the story of how he had lost the only family he had ever known, the House of the Cloven Hooves. He told the story of how the House of Scales had swooped in and killed every last one of the Hooves. Rathal was the only survivor.

• The party arrived at Winter’s Peak and were greeted by an elf who showed them art and a tapestry that showed the future. The elf led them to a dining room where they found the half-elf Thari, The half-orc Grom, the dragonborn Heskan, and the human Idelle Delacroix.

• Their new/old friends said that they would help them figure out who poisoned Bonifant if the party would help find the Feystone by seeking out Maglor and finding out what he knew before he was able to find it. The easiest way to do that would be to infiltrate the House that was helping him. The House of Scales.


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