The Order of the Shrub

Jurassic parked

The party lowered the ship near a stream in the jungle for repairs. They fought a T.Rex and won (with a kick to the head from inside that head by the monk!). Then they had to deal with a tribe of lizardfolk, and then the lizardfolk in the ship rose from the dead (as did three of the dead crewmembers!). The party saw that there were glowing skull sigils on the ship and were able to use holy water to erase the sigils. They realized the Church of the Silver Flame was probably responsible for the undead here (and on the giant/ogre ship!).

Then a monodrone modron showed up with a message. Primus wants that Slaad hunted down that was in the ship before. The party decided to fix the ship first and then go after it from the air. The modron is sticking around for now.

Up in the Air

The rogue/bard finagles a better deal on an airship via the church of Olidamera, but must steal the crown jewels of Skartos for that church in exchange. The party ducks an invitation to “a holy contest to win great rewards” from the Temple of the Silver Flame. They get onto the airship that the monk works on as a cook.

In the air they are attacked by three red dragon wyrmlings! Things get hot but they are fought off and no crew dies (although that is a close thing). The rogue/bard does a crazy heroic stunt – dragon riding!

Then there is banging in the hold. Something has hatched and wants out! Turns out that part of what the malodourous captain is smuggling is an unconscious wizard that is host to a green slaad! The party gets it up on to the deck and then the monk thunderwaves it off (along with the paladin) and the rogue/bard helps save the paladin with a feather fall, so the monk can catch it with her broom. The slaad fails to grab the monk or broom on the long way down, but while hurt, is able to walk it off (slaadi are tough customers!). It even got to fireball the ship on the way down! This forced the crew to open all the water barrels to save the ship, but they do save it (the warlock is good at organizing how the barrels should go)..

And then they all rested.

Cooking up a new adventure

The party split up in town (DM crying sounds are muffled). The paladin checked out the Temple of the Silver Flame (one of the three factions fighting to have their guy be the next hierophant). Suspiciously, all the clerics and paladins were human.

The Warlock got a ritual spell copied. The sorcerer got new clothes.

The Rogue met up with a malodorous captain through the latter’s cook, and was considering a deal . . . for that captain (at 20 gp a head to get to Skartos’s Castle within 4 days). The Rogue thought of a better plan.

So Rogue, Sorceror and Paladin (waiting outside) tried to get some deal where they would give the magic horn of Skartos to the Temple in exchange for even an old airship (alternatively give an airship to Skartos in exchange for the city of Yvr’s freedom from attacks by Skartos). They said they would consider it.

The cook overheard both her own crew muttering that those passengers better keep their nose out of the crew’s business (about what the cargo was) and also a group of assassins planning to kill the airship sailor (rogue) she just met! She followed them.

They were staying at a luxury inn to keep up appearances (The Red Lion). The assassins climbed up but the flying cook signalled with a whistle and that woke up the party. Hijinks ensued, including repelling blasts by the warlock, errol flynn maneuvers into 2nd story windows from the third floor, flying, running, grapples, karate chops from the cook, arrows, fire bolts, sword action, and even an lightning orb. And a posthumous beheading of the non-human assassin.

The human assassin was dead and eventually so was the purple tenacled one (A mind flayer).

The party found (and despite the cook playing a secretive game, eventually discovered) that the note was from the Temple of the Silver Flame and asking them to kill the party and send the human assassin back to report success! And the temple-folk seemed so nice! So now the party is considering checking out the temple more carefully, perhaps using disguise magic and a con-game.

extra addendum

Also, the human rogue is having a few second thoughts about how air elementals are used to power air ships. Is this slavery?

And the paladin’s ring started talking to him (not in the hag’s voice).

New Rogue and a city!

The party is joined by a gnome rogue and rejoined by the warlock. They see an airship in the distance fight off a red dragon. Closer to them an airship passes over them, stops and some ogres start coming down! The party rallies (the gnome rogue reveals a bardic nature which, oddly, the rogue does not remember having afterwards) and defeat the ogres, and then the human rogue airship sailor gets . . . creative. Disguised as an ogre child he gets onto the ship, then sets it on fire, flies around with the rope ladder to hinder escape (only 4 ogres got off in time, and the party dealt with them), and accidentally frees the air elementals in the airship. The ship crashes, and the giant/ogre crew are attacked by said angry air elementals. Later, they rise as giant/ogre zombies!

Anyhow, the party goes into stealth mode, avoiding some city guard riding out to check out the airship crash (and then galloping back to report the giant zombies!). The party sneaks into the city of YVR to plan their next move. The old hierarch (clerical advisor to the Lord Mayor) is dead, and the priesthoods are politicking and sometimes outright fighting over who shall be the next hierarch. The party discusses the morality of using air elementals to power airships. The party thinks that getting a merchant airship quickly to the castle of Starkad the Destroyer might be the best plan. We shall see next week!

Hey, a poem!

In honour of the paladin changing his race/oath and identity without changing his character, I wrote a poem. Anyhow, it involved the gods (Bahamat giving him to Ehlonna), the Egg, and the wild magic of the Prime human sorcerer. The world itself changed to accommodate the fact that most people don’t remember the dragonborn guy at all – except for those that touched the egg, he was always a half-elf (and even for them, even for the half-elf himself, the dragonborn is hard to remember, except in dreams and daydreams).

The paladin’s husband had come with a plan

to save their son’s life, for a righteous young man

he was destined to be, could he only survive,

Yet dead was he before he was alive.

How to thwart destiny? The gods knew a way,

but the price of such changes was heavy to pay,

No more would the paladin be known by his son

Or his husband or indeed by almost anyone.

He would give up his family, become someone new.

He agreed, for he felt it the right thing to do.

“No matter what changes are made to me,

Yet always a paladin I will be.”

And like thread through a needle his life was re-threaded;

the world changed around him; a new path was treaded.

No more dragonborn, a half-elf was he,

and ever was so, as all could see.

New parents, memories, goddess and name,

save for a few who felt all the same,

that the previous man was more like a dream

and the man before them was a part of their team.

This magic attracted the attention of a Night Hag, who wanted the heart of the Prime Human for her own purposes. The party dealt with her, but it was a near thing. Then they nearly killed their sorcerer who had turned into a sheep (he got beeeeeeetterrrrrrrrr). Then they met some giant elk and talking to them via magic were warned off of a giant in the area. Then they fought some orcs and an orog, but this attracted the attention of the giant. They ran away and the giant ate the dead bodies instead of pursuing the party.

...and another one is found.

Melisandra sends a message via magic that she has found someone to help the party on their quest: a tiefling warlock that sold his soul to the devil and wants to do good deeds to try to win his soul back. He was teleported in.

The warlock, rogue and sorcerer dealt with some zombies led by the most incompetent wight archer ever. Then they avoided encountering an Ettin (the rogue stole some of his potions while invisible), avoided stealing the eye-emeralds of a big black elephant statue that warned of a curse to those that disturbed the rest of the priest associated with it, and finally encountered a black pudding (which a cloud of daggers carved into two black puddings). And the Warlocks cool staff of the python helped with providing an extra emergency fighter.

And another one is lost . . . .

The party is joined by the Warlock, who says she has found out something about the egg and asks the paladin to bring it out. Then she attacks it with an Eldritch Blast, laughing evilly and saying the Great Old Ones will not be denied (the egg gets a hairline fracture).

Combat ensues (good use of a bard’s entangle helps). The warlock is taken out (but breathing) but then, oddly a brain with feet appears near her and she stops breathing, and the brain tries a psychic attack on the rogue (the paladin was rendered unconscious by the warlock already). The rogue resists and the party takes out the evil brain. They conclude that the warlock had been previously murdered by the evil brain, who served the dark masters that the warlock used to be devoted to (Go bardic knowledge!). As a clue, the owl was nowhere to be seen during the entire encounter.

Anyhow, after that hard battle they had an easy one later on vs. some zombies.

And the rogue’s sop post-battle is to loot the bodies and set them on fire. ;)

[FWIW, the warlock’s player had to leave town, and wanted the character to die horribly. How could I refuse?]

"Give me the baby!"

The party was joined by the sorcerer and then the rogue spotted a wizard flying to them. The party scattered (wisely) and the wizard demanded the baby (for he wanted to sacrifice it for great power). Combat ensued, and due to spells and some fantastically lucky javelin shots (a critical hit with an attack at disadvantage!) the wizard fell. The wild mage’s magic transferred the gift of flight to the rogue, who spotted a well-hidded hut and found the wizard’s treasure, along with a stolen spell book and potion of gaseous form. The rogue returned to the party (flight wore off) and then they rested in the hut. They found evidence that this wizard was intending to make a deal with Asmodeous after stealing the spellbook from his master, a “goody-goody”.

Ok, the party splits because the rogue wants to return the spellbook for his own reward. He stealthily goes towards the blue tower that Red Feather spotted earlier, gets an audience (and sapphire reward, but realizes that the wizardess was the mother of the baby the party had so tells her (in the hope of a bigger reward?).

Meanwhile, the party goes after the rogue and encounters the dead (or rather undead) wizard, this time in the form of the flaming skull! They deal with it and the sorcerer suggests that they pour holy water on it to stop it coming back, so they do so.

A tearful family reunion between mother and child, the mother becomes the patron of the party, they are told of the egg, the sorcerer wants to know of this people and melisandra and her husband aurial found out that the sorcerer came from the distant past and is in effect the ancestor of all currently living humans (and half-humans). But they warn him to keep this a secret for unscrupulous types might try to use him as a living spell component to control the human race.

So the party now thinks it would be faster to get air ship and drop in on Skartos that way. We shall see.

Three men and a baby

Ok, the paladin, rogue and bard were left to their own devices back in the prime material plane and started looking for a place to bury excess treasure. The first place (a tree with vultures on it) was a bad idea, and they got attacked by the giant vultures and the tree started moving to them too! The rogue tricked them by throwing a gem and saying it was very valuable and the party ran away while the vultures fought over it.

Then the party ran further away, found a different tree (safe this time) and buried some of the excess treasure. They then rested and during the paladin’s watch he was tempted by “Fan” the imp (a devil) to join team evil, by killing a baby with a ceremonial dagger. The paladin refused and the imp departed . . . leaving the baby and the dagger behind.

So now the party has a cute eladrin girl to take care of (white hair, green orbs for eyes, past the weaning stage).

Then the party was met by an aarakocra scout and made peaceful contact, but the scout, Red Feather, got attacked by two gargoyles. Combat ensued. Spells were cast effectively. a sword was made sacred and magical. Gargoyles were destroyed. Wealth was found. Scout was healed (and grateful!). The baby actually teleported to safety (not far, but far enough).

So back at the Aarakocra village our party were heroes. They revealed the egg’s existence to the village (and the rogue, although the latter is dubious) and the villagers touched the egg (but none disappeared). The villagers had no magic workers, and were impressed enough that Red Feather asked to serve the paladin as a squire (and brother Blue Feather and sister Yellow Feather also want to serve the paladin, albeit not as combatants). Well, as least there are people to take care of the baby.


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