Session Recap - 3 February 2012

From Loranon

Session Recap
3 February 2012
Start Date
End Date	+30 days
Adventure Locations	Mount Centifus, Cave of Death, Marker 5-23-52, Dalist
Previous Session	27 January 2012
Next Session	10 February 2012

Participating Characters

Heimdalsgate	Kayrin d'Akatosh	Nalgard Longhammer	Pan Oros	Vindaloo

Pan in Trouble

Pan and Minos stared into the face of large black dragon without any of the rest of the party nearby. Strangely, the dragon did not swallow them whole right away.

Vorlykslyn:

(growling) Who dares wakes Vorlykslyn the Mad?

Pan Oros:

Hi, Vorlykslyn the Mad! I'm Pan Oros and it was an accident!

Vorlykslyn:

Have you come to harvest my dragon's blood like those others?

Pan Oros:

No, sir!

Vorlykslyn:

I don't believe you.

Pan Oros:

I absolutely have no intention of harvesting any part of you.

The dragon lands roughly 50 feet away from Pan and Minos, blocking the way to the rest of the party.

Vorlykslyn:

Quit flying up there. Come down here and speak to me.

Pan Oros:

How about this? You promise not to attack me and I'll come down. I have no intention of attacking you.

Vorlykslyn:

(booming) THEY CALL ME THE MAD! Stay where you're at, but come to the ground.

Pan Oros begins to descend.

Vorlykslyn:

I thought I told you to stay where you're at!

Pan Oros:

(confused) You said to come to the ground.

Vorlykslyn:

But I said to stay where you're at but come to the ground. And yet, you've come to the ground!

Pan Oros:

Yeah, but…

Vorlykslyn:

I don't understand you! What are you!

Vorlykslyn:

Have you come for my dragon's blood?

Pan Oros:

No, sir!

Pan Oros:

No, sir!

Vorlykslyn:

Why not? Everyone wants my dragon's blood.

Pan Oros:

I didn't know you were in here.

Vorlykslyn:

Those others seemed to so enjoy my blood.

Pan Oros:

We killed them!

Vorlykslyn:

You killed them? Why would you do such a thing?

Pan Oros:

They attacked us!

Vorlykslyn:

Why did they attack you!?

Pan Oros:

I don't know…

Vorlykslyn:

(booming) WHY ARE YOU ATTACKING ME!?

Pan Oros:

I'm not!

Vorlykslyn:

YES YOU ARE!

Pan Oros:

No, I'm doing no such thing!

Vorlykslyn:

You had a fly spell going! I saw it! You are a humanoid; you can't fly!

Pan Oros:

Well, yes… I did.

Vorlykslyn:

You only cast that spell so you could reach me up by the ceiling! You're attacking me!

Pan Oros:

Were you up by the ceiling? Didn't you see me just flying around exploring? I had no idea you were here.

Vorlykslyn:

Why have you awoken me!?

Pan Oros:

Simple curiosity.

Kayrin climbs down the rope and walks towards the dragon.

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

Who are you?

Vorlykslyn:

You dare to pincer attack me? Vorlykslyn the Mad? I'll take you both on with my tail tied behind my back!

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

No one is attacking yet! Are you crazy?

Pan Oros:

Don't say that! No one has any intention of attacking you at all!

Vorlykslyn:

It sure seems to me like you have dragon-slaying armor on! If you're not attacking me, take your armor off!

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

That sure seems like a stupid thing to do in the presence of a large, evil black dragon!

Vorlykslyn:

What! Woah, woah, woah, woah!

Pan Oros:

And don't forget; he's mad too.

Vorlykslyn:

Hey! Don't you call me mad!

Pan Oros:

You called you mad!

Vorlykslyn:

Don't you call me mad, silly!

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

Can we call you crazy? Does the word 'crazy' sit well with you?

Vorlykslyn:

Who in the nine hells are you?

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

I am Kayrin.

Vorlykslyn:

Why are you here? Are you attacking me?

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

We're here because we were investigating this area after it opened up after the recent earthquake. Some Cult of Blood has been operating out of this area.

Vorlykslyn:

I have no idea what you are talking about. What have you brought me?

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

(pulls out some coins) Here is some copper…

Vorlykslyn:

(booming) THAT IS NOT A PEACH PIE!

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

Um… I don't have any peach pie on me.

Vorlykslyn:

THAT IS QUITE UNFORTUNATE, KAYRIN! Because peach pie is delicious.

Vindaloo reaches the bottom of the rope.

Pan Oros:

Do you mind if we just leave? I have no problem with you.

Vorlykslyn:

You can't just leave after you started attacking me!

Pan Oros:

I haven't attacked you at all!

Vorlykslyn:

Sure you have! You were flying around in my lair!

Pan Oros:

I had no idea that this was a dragon's lair!

Vorlykslyn:

Sure, you did! (gestures at the empty floors) Look at all this gold!

Pan Oros:

What gold?

Vorlykslyn:

(booming) HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY HOARD!

Pan Oros:

Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't realize there was gold down here.

Vorlykslyn:

How could you not? It's everywhere!

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

Oh, you are a very smart dragon, aren't you? You've hidden all of your gold, haven't you? That's how we can't see it, but of course, now I understand.

Vorlykslyn:

Are you tiny, crunchy, delicious humanoids blind? My gold is everywhere. It fills this entire lair!

Pan Oros:

It is impressive, yes.

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

Now, I see it.

Vorlykslyn:

How could you not see it before?

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

I'm not sure; there must be a problem with our crazy humanoid eyes.

Vorlykslyn:

Kayrin, do you have ketchup?

Kayrin d'Akatosh:

No… I don't have ketchup…

Vorlykslyn:

I hear that you are tasty with ketchup.

Vindaloo:

(joining the conversation) I have ketchup!

Vorlykslyn:

Egad! What is that!

Vindaloo:

It is I! Vindaloo!

Vorlykslyn:

What! There are three of you attacking me now!?

Vindaloo:

Yes! And I have brought ketchup!

Vorlykslyn:

Please place your ketchup upon Kayrin so that might crunch him up!

Vindaloo attempts to place ketchup upon Kayrin, but the attempt is easily riposted, with ketchup being spread all over Vindaloo.

Vindaloo:

Oh, no! I have ketchuped myself!

Vorlykslyn:

Are you tasty with ketchup?

Vindaloo:

I wouldn't know!

Pan Oros:

Try yourself and find out.

Vindaloo:

Ugh, that's awful. Kayrin, taste me!

Pan Oros:

Sir, do you mind if I start flying again?

Vorlykslyn:

That sounds like you're attacking me.

Pan Oros:

No, I just want to get out of here. I don't really want to be in this hole.

Vorlykslyn:

Hole? This is my lair! THIS IS MY HOARD'S HOME! AND YOU CALL IT A HOLE!?

Pan Oros:

No, no no. The hole in the ceiling!

Vorlykslyn:

There's no hole in the ceiling! My ceiling is perfect.

Pan Oros:

Then where did those people come from to get your blood or whatever?

Vorlykslyn:

What are you talking about?

Pan Oros:

You asked if I was one of the people sent to bleed you and I said no.

Vorlykslyn:

Well, obviously you are, because that's the only people who get in here.

Pan Oros:

I don't think so. I'm in here and I absolutely don't want to take any part of you.

Vorlykslyn:

(quieter) You… You're in here to take my jewelry.

Pan Oros:

No I don't! I don't care about your jewelry!

Vindaloo:

I kinda do.

Vorlykslyn:

You want to take my delicious, delicious diramantine.

Pan Oros:

I have no use for diramantine!

Vindaloo:

Not yet!

Vorlykslyn:

I can see into your soul!

Pan Oros:

If that's the case, then you can see that I have absolutely no use for diramantine!

Vorlykslyn:

You don't care about my hoard. I can see it in your eyes. Your eyes don't glisten at all at the sight of all my gold.

Pan Oros:

They don't!

Vorlykslyn:

But I can see your soul… wants my diramantine!

Pan Oros:

I have no use for diramantine!

Vorlykslyn:

And I have no use for your peach cobblers! I only like peach pies!

Nalgard reaches the bottom of the rope.

Pan Oros:

That's reasonable. Cobblers are more crusty. Do you mind if I go join my friends so that we're not pincering you?

Vorlykslyn:

I absolutely do not agree with that

Pan Oros:

Do you want me to stay where I am at?

Vorlykslyn:

Yes, I do. I don't want you to move at all. I know that you are hiding that pie from me. I can smell it!

Pan Oros:

There might be some up there!

Vorlykslyn:

(noticing Nalgard) WHO IS THAT! Is that a dwarf!?

Vorlykslyn:

So none of you have peach pie?

Pan Oros:

No, unfortunately. There might be some upstairs if you come up with us.

Vorlykslyn:

Well. Start emptying your pockets.

Pan Oros:

I don't have anything in my pockets.

Vorlykslyn:

I will accept gold as tribute.

Pan Oros:

I don't have any.

Vorlykslyn:

You don't? What about those other people?

Pan Oros:

I don't know about them. All I know is that I'm broke. I just got reincarnated.

Vorlykslyn:

HE HAS NO PEACH PIE! EMPTY YOUR POCKETS!

The party stares at the dragon dumbly for a few moments.

Vorlykslyn:

I HAVE ASKED FOR TRIBUTE AND THERE IS NO TRIBUTE ON MY FLOORS! PUT THE GOLD OR THE PEACH PIES ON THE FLOORS!

Pan Oros:

We don't have any but we could come back with peach pies.

Vorlykslyn:

Or you could just empty your golds right now.

Pan Oros:

I don't have any golds.

Vorlykslyn:

Why not?

Pan Oros:

Because I just got reincarnated and it was really expensive. I used to be a human but then I died. I came back as a half-orc.

Vorlykslyn:

What... I don't care about that! I won't gold or peach pie now!

Pan Oros:

(Speaking to Minos) How do you think we should get out of here?

Minos:

You know, fuck you. You haven't talked to me in months.

Pan Oros:

That's not true! We communicate every morning!

Minos:

It has seriously been three months since you've asked me anything except for demanding spells. Where the fuck has the progress been on making me pimp? Where's the Fire Opal of Ignatine?

Pan Oros:

I don't know where to get it!

Minos:

You do to! I saw its location marked on your map! It's labeled right on there as Lair of Aquamaneous!

Pan Oros:

Haven't you heard me fighting with the party convincing people to go there?

Minos:

Pffft. You haven't talked to me in three months. You haven't paid any attention to me since that burned witch back in Garriton. It's been Garriton since you've talked to me. You've been to Boccorit! You've been to Shroeside! You've been to Dalist and you've been in this fucking mountain forever! I heard you talking earlier about teleporting around, "Minos is just a posession of mine. He doesn't count against the number of creatures I will be able to teleport." Fuck you, man! I'm not going to help you with this.

Pan Oros:

You could have piped up at anytime! You just sit there sleeping doing absolutely nothing!

Minos:

Oh, fuck! Absolutely nothing? Fuck you, man. Fuck you.

Minos jumps down from his perch upon Pan's shoulder and walks towards the dangling rope.

Pan Oros:

(failing to grapple Minos) Get back here!

Pan flys after Minos.

Vorlykslyn:

Woah, woah, woah! I didn't say you could move! I said give me tribute!

Pan attempts to move past Vorlykslyn, but is enveloped in a shower of acid as the dragon attacks the party.

With Pan and Vindaloo suffering from uncontrollable fear, the party retreats while Vorlykslyn continually strafes the party.

The party successfully retreated from Vorlykslyn, though they did donate some tribute to his hoard in the end. Once they made it outside of the Cave of Death, they caught their breath but Minos was still running away from Pan.

Pan flew after him, hoping to reconcile.

Pan Oros:

Minos! Come on back! Where are you going?

Minos:

Hey, fuck you!

Pan Oros:

Hey, come on.

Minos:

You haven't talked to me in months; I don't want to hear it.

Pan Oros:

Look, I'm sorry about that. It's been a really busy time.

Minos:

I live in your pouch! I'm with your 24 hours a day!

Pan Oros:

I can't change what happened, Minos. I will be better in the future. Please come back. Let's work together on this.

Minos:

You know, your only option isn't to just go underwater. I know everything that she said too. You could be infusing me with spells! You could be going and getting fireleaf!

Pan Oros:

I've given you so many spells! We're going to get fireleaf as soon as we can.

Minos:

You haven't done anything at all to make progress on the fireleaf.

Pan Oros:

It's tricky because I have to convince all these other jerkwads to go to. Otherwise, I don't have the power by myself! I need support!

Minos:

Woah, woah, woah. We have the power together. Let's just leave these fuckers.

Pan Oros:

We need someone to stand in front and get hit by things. Have you noticed how many things I haven't been hit by because all those other people are just out there getting hit. I need them. They're necessary.

Minos:

No, you don't.

Pan Oros:

We need sponges.

Minos:

We could have gone off for the fireleaf. We could have gone off to Boccorit to learn spells. You didn't spend shit time in Boccorit! You know what you did in Boccorit!? You fucking enchanted shit instead of copying spells out of your parents' spellbooks.

Pan Oros:

I can't read spellsbooks. You know that. I'm not a wizard.

Minos:

FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOOOOOOOOOOOU. You don't have to read spellbooks, just rip the page out and make me my juice. How many apprentice wizards live in Boccorit? How many of them can scribe scrolls?

Pan Oros:

I don't have any money for that!

Minos:

What do you mean you don't have any money!? You've been adventuring for months!

Pan Oros:

Do you remember that part where I died? That cost a lot of money!

Minos:

Do you remember that part before you died? When you had all that money? Just sitting on it?

Pan Oros:

I was saving it so I could by some damn scrolls in the next town we came across that was selling some.

Minos:

You were in fucking Boccorit, the best place for scrolls in Northern Kandor. Why didn't we shake down that fucker that was making the foodwall?

Pan Oros:

Ah, uh... We didn't get around to it.

Minos:

So how do you want to do this? These fuckers don't want to take down Aquamaneous and recover the Fire Opal of Ignatine.

Pan Oros:

I'm working on convincing them!

Minos:

They're all like, "Let's go to the moon!" I've heard that shit about Lunos. I can't breathe on the moon! I've been listening to you all talk about how you're going to breath on the moon. You haven't been including me as a creature!

Pan Oros:

I don't need to count you! We share spells now! We've got all kinds of cool perks now that I'm gaining in power.

Minos:

Holy shit! You've gotten this far in your growth and you still haven't given me the spells I need! Damnit! Why am I bonded to you!

Pan Oros:

I don't know, but you are!

Minos:

Are you going to make sure that I can breath underwater? If you can't share the ability with me, are you going to make sure one of your friends casts a spell that lets me breath? I am not a possession!

Pan Oros:

Yes! Come on, Minos. Let's go. Let's work together.

Minos:

Are you going to start paying attention to me? Are you going to start talking to me?

Pan Oros:

Yes, yes. We'll talk more.

Minos:

What do you think, I'm a spellbook or something?

Pan Oros:

No, you are a valuable companion.

Minos:

Fuck you. I am sentient.

Pan Oros:

Yes, you are.

Minos:

I saved you from Mossoak.

Pan Oros:

Yes, you did. I asked you again for help later, and you couldn't.

Minos:

Well, that wasn't worth my time. Now, Mossoak, he and I have history.

Pan Oros:

I have to stay alive so I can get you your shit.

Minos:

You haven't done a good job at staying alive so far. What was that fucking shit with that fucking crystal? I thought my bond was going to break and I was going to have to find some other fucking witch. You didn't even talk to me after you died.

Pan Oros:

I didn't get the chance! I was dead!

Minos:

No, I mean after you reincarted into that ugly sack of shit.

Pan Oros:

You know, you're not so pretty yourself.

Minos:

Pffft. I have some of the longest, sexiest pectines of any greensting. Listen, are you going to make a concerted effort to make me more powerful?

Pan Oros:

I am!

Minos:

Are you going to get me the Fire Opal of Ignatine?

Pan Oros:

I sure am! We're going to get the fire opal after this stupid island.

Minos:

Good. We're done here, right?

Pan Oros:

Well, we have to trace down this marker. We're almost done here.

Minos:

What the fuck... Okay, you're sure? That's the next thing we're going to do? So if some 10,000GP potential reward for rescuing some damsel drops into your lap when next you go to Dalist, you're going to skip it?

Pan Oros:

Fuck that damsel!

Minos:

(considering)' Good. I like what you're saying. After we get that fire opal, are we going to go to the Nomandi Mountains and get some fireleaf?

Pan Oros:

We may have a few stops on the way, but we are heading there. I do need to keep the meatshields around.

Minos:

What do you mean stop a few places along the way?

Pan Oros:

I don't know; the meatshields may have some things to do.

Minos:

What's the plan after we get the fire opal?

Pan Oros:

I start convincing them to go to the mountains.

Minos:

What do you think their answers are going to be?

Pan Oros:

They are going to be like, "Okay!" because we will have already been underwater and nothing can be worse than that.

Minos:

I don't think you understand where fireleaf grows. It is very close to that necromancer's tower.

Pan Oros:

Nothing can be worse than going underwater. Nothing can be worse than that. It's going to be the worst thing we ever do.

Minos:

How are you going to get that oracle to go? He didn't even drop down that dragon hole. How in the world are you going to get him to go underwater.

Pan Oros:

He was thinking about dropping down the hole. We would have pushed him down if we had been able to fight the dragon. It turns out that dragons are so powerful that we don't stand a chance against them long enough to hit them. But if we had been able to start fighting the dragon successfully, he would have dropped down the hole.

Minos:

He wasn't even attacking you until you came after me. It's your fault that he attacked. (angrily) Why were you even coming after me? YOU TRIED TO GRAB ME! FUCK YOU! DON'T GRA ME EVER! I'M NOT TO BE MANHANDLED BY YOU! DON'T GRAB ME EVER AGAIN!

Pan Oros:

Ah, okay. Come on, let's go. Let's take care of this shit, then get you your powers.

Minos:

Okay, are you sure we are going to Aquamaneous after this Marker thing?

Pan Oros:

Yes, whenever we leave this island, we are going to take care of Aquamaneous before we go back to the mainland.

Minos:

Alright. (climbs back onto Pan's shoulder)

Marker 5-23-52

After a trip back to Dalist, the party spent a few weeks making magic items before heading back towards Mount Centifus. They sought the area of Marker 5-23-52 which they had learned the existence of in What the Earthquake Revealed and discovered a more specific location of from the Oracle of Bones revelations below the Cave of Death. After a few a days searching, the party came upon a red-robed wizard tinkering with something atop a hill. Before anyone could speak to the the man, Vindaloo turned him into a pin cushion. After investigating the body, there were some pieces of evidence that identied the man as the missing sixth wizard from below the Cave of Death.

The wizard was investigating a shiny mirror that was embedded into the earth. Pan and Vindaloo both rushed up to touch the mirror first. Pan won out, and as soon as he touched the mirror, his hand breached its surface and he was able to push the rest of his body through, disappearing from the rest of the party.

You appear in a dust-filled chamber and a low hum fills your ears. The air is extremely stale, and it's almost hard to breath. A large mirror is embedded into the wall behind you and three closed stone doors are built into the other three walls. A large demonic statue stands in the center of the room holding a metallic slab with pictures and characters carved into it. Behind the statue, several six-armed skeletons covered in arcane carvings are wreathed in flame and jilt about in a mockery of casting spells.

The rest of the party quickly joined Pan and easily dealt with the burning spell-stitched spellweaver skeletons.

Nalgard charges in and is singed by the flames of the burning skeletons.