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The Lighthouse

Act I - Chapter 3

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8th day of Eleasis (Highsun), 1481
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Act I - Chapter 3: The Lighthouse
All four of you sleep in later than usual, the late night after long travel taking its toll. Ruggo, you awake first, and the realization hits you that the jobs are likely to hit the board any time now, and you have yet to report to Captain Reynolds. You hastily dress and gather your things and make your way to the lobby, hoping that your companions are already there waiting for you. Unfortunately, they are not - though it seems Lyla is back at work, and she greets to with a smile as you burst into the lobby.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan gives Lyla a warm grin and a wink.

"Mornin' Lyla, trust yer day off was enjoyed? And much deserved."
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Lyla
"It was enjoyed indeed! Perhaps a little too much, if I'm being completely honest - but the pleasant weather and sunshine go a long way to curing that, 'least for me. Glad you and your companions made it back alright - word is, a lot of the other adventurers didn't fare as well."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Leaning his elbows on the desk and in a whisper, "That right? What's the word on that exactly?"
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Lyla
"Well, it's not that the Lances really come tell the innkeeper about these things, but I overheard talk that several of the adventuring parties sent out recently haven't returned. And the Sword is quite a bit emptier than it was a tenday ago."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"That's a shame... damn shame. Well I'm headin' to the job board to see if there's anything doin'. Me and my crew might be back tonight to make use of the lovely service here, so don't you worry."

Rowan stands up and heads to the door.

"If yeh see the others, wouldya tell em to meet me there? You have a wonderful day Lyla."
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Storm of Fire
Storm wakes up feeling extra refreshed. He lays in bed relaxing, glad to hear it isn't raining today. Thoughts of the Tower of Thalivar come to mind and last night's adventure. Storm realizes how much he enjoys lore and perhaps that's why this whole mystery intrigues him.

"I am a Bard of Lore I guess." he says, chuckling to himself.

He lays there for a few more moments, slowly waking up with the feeling that there is somewhere he needs to be...

...
...
...

Giving a Tabaxi curse, Storm leaps out of bed and quickly dresses. He packs up his bag and equips all his gear before racing down the maze of hallways to the lobby fearing that he has held everyone up by sleeping in.
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Storm of Fire
Storm greets Lyla as he stumbles into the lobby in a hurry.

"Su'tali Lyla, it was good to see you last night at the Tusk. This one is glad you get time to unwind with friends and have a good time. Did any of my companions make it out yet, please don't tell me I'm the last one!"
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Cain Vance
Cain had an uneventful night, and slept quite well despite the close encounter with ... whatever that was, at the Manyclaw Alley. He did sleep with the candles on full light though ...

Stretching, he gets out of bed, packs his gear and heads to the front desk just in time to hear Storm's question

"Ah, perfect timing. I guess we're the first two out."
Dungeon Master
Lyla's eyes open with surprise as Storm bursts in, followed quickly after by Cain.
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Lyla
"Oh, uh, I'm afraid not actually - Rowan has already left, said to let you know that he was going to the job board!"
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Storm of Fire
"Su'tali Cain, hope you slept well and glad to see I am not the last one up."

Turning to Lyla... "Thank you again Lyla. Shall we pay now? We are unsure what this day will bring but we need to be at the Lances camp this morning for our report. If we're quick enough, we can catch up to Ruggo."
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Cain Vance
Looking out the window and seeing where the sun is, Cain speaks up, "We're probably going to miss first picks of the contracts if we were hoping to get a new one. Probably why Rowan went on ahead ... hopefully he gets something good. In the meantime, we should probably wait for Govath."

Turning to Lyla, "Would there be a way to call on him?"
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Govath Forgearm
Govath had woken up at a decent time, only to contemplate why? It is not often as of late to have a good bed beneath you. Leaning back into the comfort of the mattress he found himself snoring soundly.
Dungeon Master
Lyla rings up Bronwyn and asks him to go and knock on the Dwarf's door. He zips off, and a few minutes later, Govath is awoken by the sound.
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Bronwyn
"Master Govath, sir, your companions await you in the lobby, and request your presence at your earliest convenience."
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Govath Forgearm
"Ah what? Yes yes tell them I will be out shortly."

"Would not do letting them venture by themselves. That Storm would get into some serious trouble. Chuckling to himself. Of which I do not want to miss."

Govath proceeds to pull himself out of the bed, splash some water on his face and proceed to attempt finding his way to the front lobby.
Dungeon Master
Perhaps a little more casually than he should, Govath gets up and prepares for the day ahead, eventually joining Cain and Storm in the lobby of The Sword of Leilon.
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Storm of Fire
Storm waits as patiently as he can but keeps eyeing the front door, hoping Ruggo made out alright with the contracts.

Seeing Govath enter, he greets him.

"Ah Govath, you made it through the maze. Ruggo has gone ahead to the Lance's encampment and we are to meet him there."
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Govath Forgearm
Govath yawns deeply and stretches his back. "Well ideally we already have our job picked out, it just needs approval from the Lances no? And payment for our contract is not going anywhere. But may as well see what Ruggo had found."
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Storm of Fire
"Ruggo is certainly capable enough to pick out the best contract available. This one just hopes he got there before the Reavers did. He seems to have a...history with then. Or at least that Runa one I think. Might be best if he wasn't caught with them alone."

Turning to Lyla, he bids her a good morning and mentions they will pay later in the day after visiting the Lance's camp. He heads out the door and into the morning sun.
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Cain Vance
Cain nods to Lyla as they head out the door.

"Yeah, Rowan has a thing for that big one Runa. He literally just blushes whenever she's around. You should have seen what he did last night at the bar when they left ... he literally stood up and practically bowed until she left. Govath here made it even more awkward by grilling him about it.", Cain starts to laugh at the thought.
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Storm of Fire
"It is very strange that he hides his natural indenty with magic whenever he's in Leilon yet doesn't mind being himself outside town or even Gnomengarde. Maybe the whole ruse has soemthing to do with the tall one Runa.

But he is a good guide. Someone like him would make very decent coin as a jungle guide on Chult."
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Govath Forgearm
"Now, I would not say grilling, more encouraging to open up more. He is comfortable among some people, but not all. As a guide though, indeed best I have met on my way here."
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Storm of Fire
"We are lucky we don't have to pay him. I wonder if he's getting paid by the Lances."
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Govath Forgearm
"That never occurred to me. He seemed to be in the same boat as us, just been here longer is all."
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Storm of Fire
"I get the impression he is more a freelancer and seems to have an in with the Lances. Perhaps freelanced as a guide for them before. It would be in the interest of the Lances' to hire guides like Ruggo to help adventuring groups for a higher success rate. I wonder if they know he's a Firbolg..."
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Govath Forgearm
"Well looks like we have more questions to grill Ruggo with." Govath grins and winks at Cain and Storm.
Dungeon Master
The three of you make your way to the town square, where the large tent has been set up for Captain Reynolds to handle the registration and reportings-in of adventuring parties like yourselves. It seems quieter than when you were last here, only a handful of colourful individuals standing about, but you make your way through the pinned-up flap and find the Captain at his temporary station, the young Squire Geoffrey by his side as before.
He finishes taking down the details of a young woman, who then passes you on her way out, and then looks up at the three of you. He looks even more worn out than before as he addresses you.
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Captain Reynolds
"Adventurers, it is a relief to see you have returned safely. What news from Gnomengarde? Had they anything to help us in our plight?"
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Cain Vance
"We have plenty to share, and it was a very successful trip. However, we're missing Rowan ... he came here early to look at the contract board. Has he not come yet? We should wait for him before handing in our report."
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Captain Reynolds
"I'm afraid Rowan has not yet been by - perhaps he is still looking at the job board by the barracks. If you wish to wait, perhaps I can impart some information to you in the meantime.

Unfortunately, several adventuring parties sent out on recent errands never returned to us. Some, admittedly, perished at the pursuit of their tasks - a risk that everyone understood from the beginning. Such is the nature of our work. Many others, however, fell in a string of attacks by the Dragon itself. It would seem that the time of sparse sightings and low whispers is past. The creature has openly presented itself as a very real threat.

The Lances have sent inquiries out in every direction to better ascertain the nature of our adversary, and our contacts in the north have come through for us. We know both name and nature of the beast - Cryovain, they call it. A fairly young White Dragon originally spotted over the Sea of Moving Ice. Something has driven it south after a what I'm told is a long period of remaining unseen. Our scouts have confirmed it seems to have settled somewhere in the eastern peaks - much to the annoyance of the Orc tribes which are known to make their home there, I am sure.

White Dragons are a primal and aggressive sort, I'm given to understand. Little matters to them beyond kin, food, and hoard. We can only assume this recent string of attacks are a display of dominance and a testing of power. Leilon joins the other cities and towns of the Sword Coast in making preparations for the worst. But our primary concern must be the safety of our own citizens, so we must rely now more than ever on the generosity of adventurers like yourselves to assist outside of the city walls where needed. Unfortunately, more have fallen than have registered, these past few days. And so we have doubled our usual rewards and are allowing each party to take on up to two tasks at a time, should they wish."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"We do wish, Captain..." Rowan stands at the entrance to the tent with two rolls of parchment in his hand. "Glad to see the sleepyheads managed to crawl outta bed." He says with a wink.

There's something different about Rowan... one of his eyes is now a very dark brown, contrasted to the light brown of the other. Where the light on looks friendly and welcoming, the dark gives him a severe appearance.
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Captain Reynolds
"Ah, Rowan. I was just apprising your companions of the situation as it stands. I'm sure they can fill you in on what you've missed. Now then, I am eager to hear tell of your journey to Gnomengarde."
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Govath Forgearm
"Well where to begin. With the troubling news I suppose is best. We have a brief update about the dragon, as we had an encounter with it. Fortunately seeking shelter before it could spot us. It was however devouring some possibly elf or human, we have a wrist band from them that perhaps you recognize. We also saw it fly off in a North Eastern direction after finishing its meal."

"Now better news, we cleared the route to Gnomengarde of some harpies to better improve the safety of any future travel or trade with the gnomes. We can describe how to find your way there to someone familiar with the area. The gnomes were not particularly excited about us bargaining into their quaint domain, have a trigger happy gnome guarding entrance." Govath rubs where he got shot in the shoulder. "They have agreed to aid Leilon and are currently working on developing an automated ballista which we be ready for pick up within the week."

Turning to the group. "Anything else I am missing?"
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Storm of Fire
Storm steps up to the desk.

"As my companion Govath has mentioned, the ballista will serve as a great defense against Cryovain. The design and construction these Gnomes can do are impressive and dependable. We have also established good relations with the brother Kings of Gnomengarde through helping them solve a serious local problem. In doing so, we received this magically crafted item in return."

Storm takes off the hat and places it on the desk. He then explains the properties once a caster is attuned.

"This hat may pose useful to one of your men in an attack or defense against Cryovain. However if we continue further contracts for the Lances, it would also serve this group as well. The choice is yours Captain, this one is fine with either decision."

"To the point of Govath's report of Cryovain's sighting, our good guide Ruggo here can provide a detailed mark of where we encountered it in its possible hunting area."

Storm bows and motions for Ruggo to continue the report.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan takes off his pack and produces the wristband, the completed job posting, and the pole of collapsing to Captain Reynolds.

"Yeah, about a days walk from here towards the entrance to the mountains we encountered that Cryovain. Barely managed to avoid detection but another fella wasn't so lucky. This is the only recoverable piece of clothing, and he did indeed seem to be an elven male."

Holding the pole in his hand he says "Toxasqexdfjh" and it extends to its 10 ft. Then saying, "Xasqexdfgh" * it shrinks once more.

"This was gifted by the Gnomes to us personally as reward for killin' a threat that was terrorizing the kingdom. After the run-in with the beast I don't see how it could be used against it, but I leave that to yer discretion. I reckon I could find a use for our travels servin' the Lances goin' forward."
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Cain Vance
Once Rowan finishes his report, Cain steps forward and picks up the pole, "And the common phrase for this is compactify and uncompactify in case gnomeish is a little hard on the tongue."

Placing the pole onto the table, he turns and retrieves the wand from his pack. "We were also given this wand, of which we haven't tested its capabilities. Perhaps one of your magic users could make use of it?"
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The Captain patiently listens to your report, occasionally looking down to make a note on the piece of parchment in front of him. The four of you having spoken, he strokes his beard for a moment and then responds.
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Captain Reynolds
"The hat I am confident would be of great use to our few casters. That being said, if your intention is to continue aiding the Lances in spite of the dire information you have just heard, I see no reason to push you to part with it. The pole, I am not so confident about. Nonetheless, it is clearly a magical item and thus I am authorized to give you payment for it if you leave it in our care. (Turning to Cain) As for this wand, did the Gnomes give no indication of its purpose?"
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Cain Vance
Thinking back, he responds, "They said it produces harmless, but beautiful, explosive effects. Something that they enjoyed when they were young. I suppose it could be useful for sort of alarm system which could be seen from afar?"
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Captain Reynolds
"Hmm, yes. I could envision a use for it even among our non-magic-wielding troops. Well, any of these three items you're willing to part with, you'll be given the fifty gold pieces for.

As for the promise of a Gnome-engineered ballista, that's a little stickier. I'm not sure I can authorize Lance funds for something that is not yet available and requires troops and resources to fetch. I can bring it up with Lord Filmarya when I next report, and have an answer for you when you return from your next task.

Now, the matter of the bracer - I'm afraid I have no eye for details such as this. Any one of the dozens of adventurers I have met may have been wearing it. I am simply grateful you did not share this one's fate. You were wise to stay out of the Dragon's sight."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"That's uh... disappointin' tah hear Captain, but we understand the situation yer in. However havin' seen first hand the ingenuity of the gnomes, both in magic and defensive weaponry, I can vouch fer the usefulness these ballista would be to yeh. If it comes to it and an escort for pickup is needed please consider us first. And when you see how useful it is I reckon you'll pay us honestly what it's worth.

Now as for these... I have plans for the gold already. I'll hand over the rod to yeh. Once this dragon issue is dealt with, and if we all survive, I'd ask the chance to buy it back from yeh at cost."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan takes the arm bracer back and tucks it away.
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Storm of Fire
Storm retrieves the hat and puts it back on his head.

"This one will hold onto the hat in this case while we continue contract work. When the time comes for the Lances to have need for it, then you may take it."
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Govath Forgearm
"All would be needed is a good sturdy cart, one used to transfer stone, a couple horses and you would have yourself a function ballista."
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Captain Reynolds
"Well now, to be clear, I didn't rule out chance of payment, I merely said I would need to consult with Lord Filmarya first. My hands are tied, I'm afraid - but you've granted enough evidence of the Gnomes' capabilities and willingness to help that I feel confident I can make a good case."
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Cain Vance
"So for now it looks like we'll be submitting two magical items to the Lance's. How does that sound?"
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Storm of Fire
"And we look forward to what Lord Filmarya has to say regarding the ballista work order upon the report of our next contract."
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Captain Reynolds
"It is much appreciated. Geoffrey?"
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You watch as the young man counts out coin from a purse attached to his belt, transferring it to a small pouch which he then deposits on the table in front of you.
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Geoffrey
"Here you are, sirs. One-hundred gold pieces - fifty per item."
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Storm of Fire
As Geoffrey hands off the gold to his companions, Storm steps forward once again.

"There is another thing we would like to discuss Captain. This one has hard troubling rumors regarding the run down district north of the port. In particular of the Manyclaw Alley.

Have the Lance's investigates these rumors in the last or have any resources to do so? If the manpower cannot be spared, this group could find some time to investigate the dangers."
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Storm of Fire
Storm bows.

"Apologies but this one has realized some words have been misused. Common is not my native tongue but I trust you understand my meaning." He laughs.
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Captain Reynolds
"Manyclaws Alley? The Lances have enough to deal with at the moment without taking old wives' tales and superstitions into account. That's a rough part of Leilon, and the way I figure it, the thugs and thieves have just found a fun way to make sure nobody interferes with their nefarious business. As ideal as it would be to restore the area, we simply cannot spare the resources, especially now. Of course, you are free agents and may do as you wish - but for what it's worth, I believe your time would be better spent giving tangible aid against the larger threat looming over us."
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Storm of Fire
Storm nods in agreement.

"Very well Captain. If we can find time to look into these tales and discover anything of use, we will report them to you. But as you say, our time is better spent against the immediate danger that threatens you all."

Storm steps back and bows.
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Captain Reynolds
"(Nods) I do wish you Tyr's protection as you undertake your new tasks, and look forward to your safe return."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan tips his hat with a nod and a simple "Captain." and heads outside.
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Cain Vance
Cain nods and follows Rowan outside the tent.

"Twenty-five gold each, that's not a bad haul for a few days worth of work."

"How was the job board looking this morning, was there anything interesting for us?"
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Govath Forgearm
"Suppose we have ourselves a little way to spend our time between the tavern and jobs for the Lances. Good day to you Captain." Govath follows out on the heals of Cain.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan hands Cain the two job parchments. "There were three jobs left. These two caught my eye as I have a tad of expertise concernin'em."
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Storm of Fire
Storm leaves the tent and joins the group, peering over at the two contracts Ruggo picked, eager to know what they say.
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Cain Vance
Holdimg a contract in each hand, Cain reads them out loud to the group...
Dungeon Master
"Orcs have attacked Butterskull Ranch, five miles east of Conyberry along the Triboar Trail. Travel there with haste, assess the damage, and assist any way you can. The owner, Alfonse Kalazorn, is a retired sheriff who can reward you for your efforts. If he's dead, return to Captain Reynolds with proof of his demise and you will be compensated 100gp."
Dungeon Master
"Deep in Neverwinter Wood, along the river that flows west toward Neverwinter, is a logging camp which supplies much of the region's lumber. The surrounding cities and towns have an agreement to rotate providing fresh supplies to the camp. The responsibility of doing so falls to Leilon at this time. Wynn has organized a new delivery, but under the circumstances the Lances are looking for capable hands to ensure the supplies arrive safely to the camp. Return to Captain Reynolds with a notice of delivery signed by Tibor Wester to claim a reward of I00 gp."
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Cain Vance
"Hmm, the first does seem to be more urgent. Have you been to Butterskull ranch before Rowan?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Never been to the ranch, it's just on the other side of Neverwinter Wood, and I have a vested interest in these Orcs. Seein' em dead I mean."
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Storm of Fire
"Just out of Tabaxi curiosity, what was the third job post regarding?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"It was an escort mission with some uppity landowner. Take him from here to his mine northeast of Phandalin. I don't find that kinda company...agreeable? Enjoyable? Pick one a those."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Though if yeh rather choose that job over one a these, I'm sure it's still available. Since a lot of the help has been gettin' eaten."
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Storm of Fire
"No, I agree with you. Guiding people can be a...hassle."
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Govath Forgearm
"I agree, these sounds to be the best jobs of the three. When is the best time to head out? Do any of you need supplies?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I do need a stopover at the Lionshead Coster. I feel... inspired to try my hand at a new weapon."
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Storm of Fire
"We need to pay Lyla still and this one wouldn't mind a quick stop at Wynn's which seems like a necessity since one contract refers to him. I can head to Wynn's and see the nature of these supplies we are to bring to the Neverwinter Wood."
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Cain Vance
"Do we think we have the ability to do both contracts in one trip? If the supplies require a cart, it might be best to make two."
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Storm of Fire
"We can take the cart to Neverwinter and then head to Butterskull on the way back to Leilon."
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Cain Vance
"That's a good idea actually, sounds like a plan to me. I think I'll join Rowan ... After those encounters in Gnomengarde, I've realized I'm really lacking in the ranged department."
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Storm of Fire
"I will head to Wynn's Wares and see about these supplies for the camp. Shall we meet back at the Sword?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Good idea, Red. We'll pay our tab and get out to the open road before high noon."
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Storm of Fire
"That sounds good. Enjoy your weapon shopping."

Storm heads off towards Wynn's Wares.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan heads off in the direction of the Lionshield Coster nodding to Cain to follow.
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Govath Forgearm
"Well, seeing as all avenues are covered, I will wander around town for a bit. Where shall we meet after our respective errands are complete? The usual tavern?"
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Cain Vance
"Storm suggested the Sword, so let's reconvene there before noon. Make sure you stay away from that alley."

Cain heads out to the Lionshead
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"So Cain, what yeh thinkin' of buyin' with yer newfound riches?"
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Govath Forgearm
"Ah right, he did mention something about paying the bill. That will work for this one."
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Cain Vance
As Cain walks with Rowan to the Lionshield, he begins to strike up a conversation.

"So, looking to try a new weapon? From what I've seen, you're a pretty deadly shot with that thing. In fact, it's the reason why I'm coming, to get something I can use in case we find ourselves at a distance."

"What are you thinking of wielding?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Thinkin' of goin' back to my roots. Classic longbow. This here bowgun is somethin' I picked up only a few years ago, been meanin' to tinker around with it, see if I can get a faster load time but... hard to find time these days. What're yeh lookin for yerself?"
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Cain Vance
"Deadly and long ranged, I like the sounds of that. Me, I've never used a bow and don't think I'll be starting any time soon. After Govath lended me those daggers during our encounter with the mimics, I've been thinking of picking up a set of throwing knives. I've always been good at chucking things." he laughs.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Yer quite a good fighter yerself, impressive for a...clerk? Jus' good survival instincts or yeh trained before?"
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Cain Vance
"A clerk!? I work in shipping ... were you not listening when I was explaining how all of this --" he waves his hands over his face "-- happened?"

"But moving cargo is a dangerous business on the open roads away from guarded towns and cities, you learn a few things about self defense and survival for sure. "
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"My mistake, I reckon I hear shipping and think paperwork. So yer more of a travelling bodyguard for merchandise? Looks like our current job is right up yer alley."
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Cain Vance
"More the logistics person on the trip. We'd have hired guards and freelancers to do the dirty work, but everyone had to be prepared regardless. But this new contract is certainly in my area of expertise."

Cain pauses for a second, contemplating if he should ask. He decides to and says, "Speaking of contracts, what's the deal with what you said earlier, about killing orcs. I hate orcs as much as the next guy, but to actively seek and destroy seems to imply some history with them."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"They're a big threat back home. Years ago when I was a Reav.... hunter, we dealt with any orcs in the High Forest. I have a knack for killin'em. Anywho, I've been meanin' to ask yeh, and don't think I been snoopin', but I noticed you carryin a magical trinket..."
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Cain Vance
Cain abruptly stops walking and turns to Rowan, "Sorry, let's back up a second. Did you just say --" and in a whispered voice "reaver?"

"Is that why you're so awkward around them? Because you know them? ..."

Thoughts of realization race through Cain's head, "That's why you disguise yourself here ... And probably why you've been hanging out in Leilon, you've been following them, haven't you?"
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Cain Vance
"And I didn't want to bring it up at the tent, and I don't know if the others noticed, but what's happening with your eye? There's a lot you've been secretive about."

"I mean ... Are you even a --" Cain then proceeds to open hand slap the air above disguised Rowan's head, where his Firbolg head would be.
@Pleebz Do I have to make an attack before Rowan responds.
Sure, make an Unarmed Strike
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Cain Vance attacks with an Unarmed Strike!
Meta
To Hit: 1d20 (11) + 1 = 12
Damage: 0 [bludgeoning] = 0
Effect
You can punch, kick, head-butt, or use a similar forceful blow and deal bludgeoning damage equal to 1 + STR modifier
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan leans back and Cain's strike misses completely. He looks confused a second, then flashes his signature sideways grin.

"Oh sorry, I mistranslated. Yeh see Firbolgs don't have names. Fer anything. Back home I ain't Rowan or Ruggo or Rhododendron. But once yeh get out into society it's hard to make yer way without one. I reckon a closer approximation to the word I was lookin' for would be Shearer, but hunter is the function. I don't know the Reavers here though. Yeh have quite the imagination."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"And what's wrong with my eye?"
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Cain Vance makes an Insight check!
1d20 (1) + 2 = 3
Cain gauges Rowan's honesty.
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Cain Vance
"Alright, well I suppose there's no reason not to trust you. Once you for battle with someone, you've become more than just strangers."

Cain continues the walk to the shop

"Your eye, one of them is darker than the other. I don't remember them being so mismatched, have you looked in the mirror at all this morning?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan's face looks concerned.

"That's...interesting. I didn't choose that detail when I disguised..."

His voice drops quieter, "I made a decision today. Somethin' a long time comin' Chose a path I've been avoiding since I left the High Forest. I reckon the eye is a symbol of that."
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Cain Vance
"If I ask, are you even going to explain?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I'm still waitin' to hear about that trinket you've been hidin'."
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Cain Vance
"Not hiding, just haven't had a use for it, but if you're so curious."

Cain reaches into his pocket and takes out a gold coin and flips, catching it.

"When you travel around, you meet a lot of people. A lot of shady ones too you can imagine, at the various pit stops along the way."

"Anyway, this one half elf was scamming the more innocent travellers with simple coin flip bets. Except, this one is embued with magic such that it always lands tail side up."

"Fortunately for me, he wasn't the brightest and I bet him half our goods (we were shipping luxury robes if I recall) for anything on him. He agreed."

" A simple heads I win, tails you lose wordplay later and I now have this. So if you ever need to bet, let me know." Cain laughs
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan shakes his head smiling. "Bet that's mighty useful."

They continue walking in silence until Rowan pipes up. "Outta cigars too. Gonna have to make more, don't trust anyone fer that anymore..."
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Cain Vance
"I've never smoked, but I've shipped them before. The high quality ones are pretty expensive, so I can imagine what sort of knockoffs you could find in a smaller place like Leilon. "
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"A travelling merchant promised me one that'd help me relax, had saved it till our last night after our success with the Gnomes. Didn't realize till after we were almost eaten he'd laced it with slumberweed. Could've cost us our lives."
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Cain Vance
Cain chuckles, "Well, I suppose he wasn't lying. Good thing you waited to use it. "
Dungeon Master
Ruggo leads to the door of a medium-sized building just down the road from the barracks. You notice a wooden sign hanging outside that is cut into the shape of a shield, and a blue lion is painted upon it.

As you enter, you notice the place has several other customers wandering about, examining various pieces of armour displayed on mannequins and weapons hung up on racks. A Dwarf behind the counter, dressed in a blacksmith's apron, takes notice of you both as you walk in and addresses you with a boisterous, deep voice.
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Fomner
"New customers! Good mornin', and a hearty welcome to the Lionshield Coster! I trust yeh'll find whatever yeh need, at fair price and top-notch quality - and if there's anythin' yeh need helpin' with, yeh just come fetch ol' Fomner and I'll set yeh straight!"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan unhooks the crossbow from his back and a full pack of 20 bolts, setting them on the counter.

"Lookin' to do a little barterin'. I reckon I won't get full price for a used piece of equipment, but it's tip top shape. Hopin' yeh carry a longbow and fully stocked quiver for it. I'll pay the difference o'course."
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Fomner
"A fine piece indeed, this one - longbows, you say? Why, we've got ones that'd make the Elves of the High Forest covet 'em! I'd be happy teh knock off half the price in exchange fer this here crossbow, and I'll trade the quiver'a bolts for the quiver'a arrows directly, leaving yer cost at twenty-five gold pieces total. How's that sound to yeh?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Sounds jus' swell good sir. A pleasure..." Rowan hands the man 25 gold pieces. He takes the bow and tests the torque. "Jus' swell indeed."
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Cain Vance
Cain browses the store until he finds a set of throwing daggers. Simple and effective. He gathers six of them and heads to the counter.

"Nice shop you have here, I'll be buying his set of throwing daggers if you don't mind. "

He places 12 gold pieces on the counter.
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Fomner
"Ah, and you won't find better ones anywhere yeh look along the entire Sword Coast, I guarantee yeh! Balanced and crafted by me own hands, they were, from the purest and lightest steel. They'll fly swift as the wind, they will. Many thanks for yer patronage!"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Come to think of it, I reckon I'm gonna be huntin' quite a bit the next few days. Might I pick up another quiverfull?"
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Fomner
"Aye, we can stock yeh with arrows 'til they're comin' out yer ears, laddie! A bundle'a twenty will run yeh a single gold piece, and I challenge yeh t'find a better price from any other merchant this side'a Yartar!"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan's eyebrows raise I'm impressed surprise. "Single gold, yeh don't say! I will take that bundle off yer hands, mate. Thankee much. You'll be seein' me around here in the future that's forsure."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
He tips his hat and heads out the door with his newfound goods.
Dungeon Master
Cain and Ruggo make their way back to The Sword of Leilon, waiting outside the door for a bit to enjoy the pleasant, cool summer day. After a while, Govath arrives, followed by Storm. The four of you make your way inside and pay a grateful Lyla the 3sp each that you owe for the night's stay.

As you prepare to leave, Lyla informs you apologetically that due to the declining number of patrons staying at the Sword, it's likely they'll have to revoke the discount for your further stays.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan tips her a gold with a wink and a smile. "Aw don't worry bout that, Lyla. You know this little piece of paradise is worth ten fold."
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Storm of Fire
Storm pays Lyla with a grateful thank you and heads outside.

"Wynn has prepared a cart of supplies and food for the logging camp in Neverwinter Wood. His son is just finishing hitching up their ox, Winnifred so she's ready to go when we are. This one promised to bring back Winnifred in healthy condition so let us keep good care of her on our journey."

Patting down his gear and checking straps... "Shall we begin our next adventure?"
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Govath Forgearm
Having paid and thanked Lyla for the room Govath returns to the group outside. "I have also found out about a possibly interesting detour that we can make along the High Road that could be dangerous but offer great reward. Also, some details, or rather lack of details, about our alley we so unknowingly walked into last night."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"By this detour, do yeh happen to know if an ox drawn cart could traverse it?"
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Govath Forgearm
"Hmm, we would have to see when we get there. It would involve going off road to the coast. I do not know what to expect upon arriving at the destination however."
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Storm of Fire
"And this information about the alley sounds very interesting...do tell!"
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Govath Forgearm
"Remember I did say lack there of. I was speaking to a fellow down by the docks, an information broker of sorts. When I brought up the alley to see what was know, he looked visibly afraid. Now his sort are not ones to be afraid of much, which is telling in and of itself."

"The lances, as we already know, will have nothing to do with what goes on down there."

"He said that what goes on there is not the doing of any of the normal townsfolk, almost as if something or someone else has moved into that area and made it its home."

"And the part that makes it very interesting, none have returned alive, that have ventured down there."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Are we the first to return alive? I get a feelin' that corpse was the warnin' for anyone that wants a closer looksee. We prolly would be among the dead if we went any further."
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Govath Forgearm
"It is possible, although we did not venture deep into the alley. There must be more horrors further in."
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Storm of Fire
"There is only one way to find out. The things you heard from the docks lines up with the things this one has heard as well. I think it's safe to say something sinister is happening there. And there's only one way to find out!

In regards to the detour to the coast, what sort of thing are you expecting to find there? What did you learn?"
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Cain Vance
"Seems to me, the safest route would be to take the highroad directly to Neverwinter, stay the night there and then head along the river into the woods. What sort of reward would a detour provide?"
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Govath Forgearm
"There is an old lighthouse about a day north that is no longer in service. However a few travellers noticed it one night all lit up. This can pose a problem to sailors unfamiliar with the area running their ship aground, and if a group is using this to lure unknowing cargo ships to their demise I think they need to be stopped."
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Cain Vance
"Interesting ... a day north from Leilon, or from Neverwinter? It would certainly be a little bit of a challenge hiding a cart full of goods, but I nothing that isn't impossible, especially for a professional shipper such as myself. What exactly is in it for us, if we were to investigate the lighthouse?"
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Govath Forgearm
"From Leilon, so not far from where we are currently. And in regards to the cart, I would expect nothing less from our own experienced goods merchant."
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Govath Forgearm
"Well we help the sailors by making their passage safer, and should there be a stock pile of goods collected, then it should do in paying us for our service."
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Cain Vance
"Stolen goods though ... but if you believe its worth it, I'd be open to having a look. What do you two think?" Cain asks Rowan and Storm.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"That actually sounds like it'd work. I never thought t'spend an overnight in Neverwinter fer this, but come teh think of it now I reckon it's a good plan."
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Storm of Fire
"As long as ol' Winny can make the journey to the coast, it would be worth investigating. Having come here by ship from Chult, the original destination was to be Neverwinter for myself. But the Dragon rumors on the docks in Leilon kept me there that day. If there are pirates or brigands using the lighthouse to crash or raid ships, than I wonder what would have happened had this one stayed aboard the Compass Rose. I hope the ship made it to Neverwinter afterall...

Let us check out the lighthouse on our way to Neverwinter."
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Storm of Fire
"Besides, this one could use a little more coin...I am running low again. I found a few whimsical wares at Wynns' again. This one needs to stop going in there." Storm chuckles and pats his sad looking coin pouch which looks extremely slim.

"Come, let us retrieve the cart and be on our way."

Storm leads them to Wynns' Wares, to Winnifred, and beyond!
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Govath Forgearm
"If that is decided, then let us be on our way. No one required anything else right?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan unhooks his new longbow and pats it, testing the string tension. "Rarin' to break this beaut in."
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Storm of Fire
"It is good to be going on another adventure with you all. May Ubtao's blessing be upon us again!"
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Cain Vance
"Here's hoping to no rain this time." Cain follows Storm
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Storm of Fire
"...You know...in the Jungles, we call the rain a blessing of Ubtao. Maybe the rain has been my fault. Oops."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Naw, I'm with yeh, Red. Rain is a good thing."
Dungeon Master
The four of you make your way to Wynn's Wares, where Wyliam has finished yoking Winnifred to the wagon. He's clearly expecting you and gives you a nod as you load your own things onto the back and climb aboard.
Now, the age-old question - who takes the reins?
Cain will take the reins because of his experience doing these sorts of trips. He should be quite comfortable carting a heavy load around.
Dungeon Master
Cain hops up to the front of the wagon, grabbing the reins. After making sure you're all aboard, he coaxes Winnifred forward, and you make your way to the northern entrance of town, passing through to the High Road. The lovely weather and warmth of noon have you in excellent spirits as you pass by other travellers making their way between Neverwinter and Leilon with a smile and a wave. It's not the fastest way to travel, but it's nice to be able to rest your legs for a change. Govath keeps an eye out for the mysteriously-active lighthouse as you ride along, thankful for the clear day and the slight elevation of the High Road above the coastline. Just as you pull off to the side of the road to break for dinner, its shape can be faintly made out to your west, a mere pinprick at this distance, but stark in contrast to the sea beyond.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan squints into the distance. "Looks kinda ominous."
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Storm of Fire
Storm disembarks after riding on the cart for a little while. Patting ol'Winny he begins to sort out a spot for the campfire.

"As Govath has learned, it should not be active anymore. Let us watch it tonight and see if it is lit."
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Govath Forgearm
"Sounds like a fine plan."
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Storm of Fire
"Ruggo, will you hunt tonight? I have a favor to ask of you once camp and dinner is prepared."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Dropping his pack into the cart and securing his new quiver on his back, Rowan turns to Storm of Fire.

"Jus' about to head out on a hunt."
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Cain Vance
"Just a quick question about this lighthouse before we begin camping chores, who exactly told you about it and why hasn't Leilon or Neverwinter investigated before? It's not exactly that off the beaten path."
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Storm of Fire
"The lighthouse is probably still within the jurisdiction of Leilon. They can't spare the Lance's to investigate their own city's problem of the Manyclaws Alley. They must know about the lighthouse but cannot look into it. I bet if we fix the problem, if there is a problem, the Captain may reward us."
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Govath Forgearm
"I imagine Storm is right in that the Lances have their hands full right now. But it also takes a certain type of individual to put lighthouse and pillage ships together. I will leave the rest of the who to your imagination. All I can say is we will need to proceed cautiously."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Yeh gonna wait till I'm back with game to ask me that favour, Red?"
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Storm of Fire
"Well if you have a moment before heading out...can you cast your magic and see if you find a magical presence on me?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo looks at the Tabaxi quizzically, but casts Detect Magic.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
And as he casts the spell, his human form morphs once again into the 8ft tall blue Firbolg.
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Storm of Fire
Storm tosses off his hat and tosses it to the side before doing a slow spin for Ruggo to examine.
Correction; takes off his hat and tosses it to the side...
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I can uh... differentiate between different magical things, heh."
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Storm of Fire
"Oh sorry, I did not know if my hat would interfere with the spell. Well, do you see anything?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Gettin' to it. I think yeh need a couple more spins. Wanna be thorough." Ruggo has the most selfserious look on his face as he says it.
Dungeon Master
Ruggo doesn't notice any unusual magical presence, other than those he is already familiar with.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Not seein' anything, mate. Is that what yer expectin'?"
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Storm of Fire
"Yes I was just curious. Picked up a few things from Wynn's, but you never know where he gets his things from. Can never be too sure. This one will get started on the fire, kla'kalli Ruggo."
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Storm of Fire
Storm picks up his hat and puts it back on. Taking off his Lute and bag, he puts together the camp site.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Kla...kalli..." and Ruggo heads off to hunt.
Dungeon Master
Hunting near a well-travelled road is more difficult than in the wilderness, as game has learned to keep its distance. This, in addition to your adjusting to a new weapon, makes the hunt more challenging than normal.
The DC for this hunt is increased by 5. Go ahead and make your Survival check
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Survival check!
1d20 (9) + 6 = 15
Ruggo tries to get as far away from the road as he can, looking for game but also any plants he can use for cigars.
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Cain Vance
In the meanwhile, Cain prepares Winifred for the night, preparing her dinner from supplies found on the cart, and making sure everything is strapped down accordingly - a habit he deceloped from the years of doing shipment trips; you never know when bandits might come upon you and a quick getaway needed.

Once done, he heads over to the fire and waits for everyone to finish it up their chores.
Dungeon Master
You're a fairly quick learner, and after a couple of misses, you manage to hit a couple of small birds flitting from tree to tree in an area off the High Road. You supplement the mediocre gain of meat with some berries and nuts you manage to find, as well as enough appropriate leaves to keep your cigar supply going for a couple of days. You won't quite be making up for the rations consumed earlier in the day, but at least you'll have a fine dinner.

Each party member gets: 1 Ration, 1 Water
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo returns with his kill slung over his shoulder. He says nothing as he drops his gear and starts cleaning the birds of feathers. He's in a bad mood most likely from the scarce meat.
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Govath Forgearm makes a Survival check!
1d20 (11) + 1 = 12
Seeing Ruggo go off, Govath collects some wood.
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Cain Vance
Seeing Rowan head out on the hunt, Cain catches Govath before his trip and waves Storm over

"Listen, I'm not one to waste time gossiping, but something is off with Rowan. He was telling me about his life back at home, and almost said he used to be a reaver, or at least it sounded like it before correcting himself. I poked him about it and he chalked it up to a translation mistake."

"He hasn't given me reason to not trust him these last few days, so I'm going to give him the benefit of the doubt, but just thought you two should know."

"Also, I dont know if you noticed his eye is a different colour ... He said he figured it was a symbolic change because last night he choose a path he's been avoiding since leaving his home. Of course, he was just as vague as always and didn't elaborate."
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Storm of Fire
Storm stops working and listens to Cain.

"Rowan is a very awkward when it comes to attention and seems to hide much when asked. Though I do not doubt his heart or intentions. Maybe he is on the run from something like yourself.

Those his connection with the Reavers is growing more apparent if he let slip that piece of info accidentally. Perhaps next time we seen them, which I do not wish for, we should indirectly ask them what they think of Firbolgs.

I did notice his eye but didn't want to ask. He doesn't like to talk about himself so I figured maybe it was part of his human disguise though I did notice his Firbolg self still maintains it.

Either way, he does good work and fights hard. This one does not worry of bad intentions from him. He does what he does and does it well. But thanks for letting us know, maybe we should see what else he lets slip."
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Govath Forgearm
"That is all true, but who does not have a secret or two. Let up hope that this reaver business does not lead to trouble down the road. I have heard from my asking around that they are a group that will kill first and completely skip the asking of questions. I best go find that wood now so we can have a good fire ready to cook whatever Ruggo finds."
Dungeon Master
Govath manages to collect a modest pile of wood that should suffice to keep the fire going for dinner and a while afterward. The four of you opt to wait until it gets darker to light it so that you can enjoy its warmth before sleeping. Ruggo quietly prepares the birds and divides up the berries and nuts, and you enjoy your first meal of your new task along the side of the High Road.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
After Ruggo wolfs down his meager meal, he spends the next hour rolling cigars with the plants he gathered.
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Storm of Fire
While Storm is eating, he pulls a few things out of his bag to show the group.

"Look at these weirdly, whimsical, wares of Wynn that I was able to barter off his collection."

Storm places a small model of a windmill with a strange architecture. "Wynn got this off a wanderer who says the design is from a far off land and the design is certainly nothing I have ever seen. Have any of you in your travels?" He gives a gentle spin of the windmill blades, and it's clear by how they're weighted that they will continue spinning for a very long time unless purposely stopped.

Placing it next to him to spin, he pulls out another very strange object. It's a construct of a bulbous, hideous looking creature. It has three arms and a large maw in the center facing upwards. Storm retrieves a copper piece from his pouch which looks like one of very few coins in there. He then places it on the indentations of one of the claws and you watch the contraption move and the beast "eats" the coin. The coin clanks into its body and settles with whatever else is inside.

"It's some strange coin bank or something. Wynn hasn't figured out how to retrieve the coins so that's a copper piece this one won't be getting back any time soon. Have any of you seen a monster like this before?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan moves closer to inspect both objects.

"I ain't seen anythin' like either of em. Have yeh tried puttin' yer finger in the mouth?"
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Storm of Fire
"Haven't had much time, but I will inspect it tonight. Speaking of which, keep your bird bones."
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Cain Vance
"Interesting contraptions for sure. This monster in particular is frightening, I hope this isn't something we'll have to face in our travels."

"I wonder the riches this one has inside ... " Cain shakes the monsterbank
Dungeon Master
You hear a small group of coins bouncing around, maybe four or five total.
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Cain Vance
"Hm, maybe not." he hands it back to Storm.
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Govath Forgearm
After finishing the bird and washing it down with some dried meats Govath takes and inspects the coin bank to attempt and glean how it works.
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Govath Forgearm makes an Investigation check!
1d20 (16) - 1 = 15
Dungeon Master
You turn the device over in your hands a few times, running your hands along the wood-and-metal exterior until eventually your fingers rest over a portion of the creature's belly that feels slightly different in texture than the rest. You probe the area a little further, applying pressure until you hear a soft click. Suddenly, the interlocking teeth open up and you feel the release of a spring mechanism within, and five copper pieces erupt from the maw, showering all around you. After a few seconds, the interlocking teeth slide back into place, sealing the interior once more.
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Govath Forgearm
"Now is that not an interesting contraption. Very well made indeed. Looks as if you have your copper back Storm, and some extra to spend at his shop."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo throws another log on the fire..

"What're we gonna do fer watch tonight. Im kinda eager to redeem m'self, and set yer minds at ease about my capabilities."
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Cain Vance
"Well, you're welcome to if you really feel the need. I can take the other watch, since its about my rotation. Which slot do you prefer?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I'll take second this time if yeh don't object. Or have two of us up at once each shift?"
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Storm of Fire
Storm thanks Govath for showing him how to open the box and puts the 5 pieces of copper into his coin pouch.
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Cain Vance
"We don't need two on watch. You can take the first and I'll take the second."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo lights up one of his freshly rolled cigars and nods, "As yeh want."
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Storm of Fire
*Storm spends some time working out the bones of the bird into his Tome before sleeping. *
Dungeon Master
As darkness falls and the fire begins to shrink to embers, three of you set up your bedrolls and fall asleep easily, catching glimpses of the stars between the moving clouds above as you doze off. Ruggo sits by the fire, his vision extending farther in the darkness than it did before, determined to prove himself a capable watch this time around.
@Wolverbane Go ahead and make that Perception check
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Perception check!
1d20 (4) + 4 = 8
Ruggo watches the lighthouse as his ears are perked for nearby sounds of movement.
Dungeon Master
As you peer down to the shore, you do notice a faint light emanating from the direction of the lighthouse. What's far more noticeable, however, are distant flashes of lightning over the open waters beyond. You think it a little strange that the weather could be so dramatically different a mere ten to fifteen miles away, but the wind seems to be blowing southwest so you're not overly concerned.

The High Road is well-travelled and generally quite safe, so you spend most of your time with your eyes on the eastern skies for any signs of a White Dragon. However, your hours pass without sighting or other incident.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo extinguishes the rest of his cigar and rouses Cain. "Quiet night." he whispers. "Saw a storm over the water. Lighthouse is definitely bein' used. Was wonderin' if we shoulda been approachin it by dark of night."
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Cain Vance
Cain stretches and gets up

"I suppose that could have been an option, but we'd have likely walked into a guarded stronghold, and no doubt they'd have scouts out."

"Anyway, have a good sleep "

Cain posts up on a rock so he can have a good view of the lighthouse and surrounding areas of the High Road.
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Cain Vance makes a Perception check!
1d20 (13) + 4 = 17
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"G'night." Rowan unpacks his bedroll and reclines close to the fire, dozing off in no time.
Dungeon Master
Cain also observes the lightning in the distance, which seems to subside shortly after his watch begins. Around the same time, the dim light at the lighthouse fades away. The hours pass, but no sound or sight gives you any cause to worry, and as dawn comes around, one-by-one the party wakes up.
Calendar of Harptos
9th day of Eleasis (Highsun), 1481
Moon Phase / Season
🌘 Waning Crescent
☀️ Summer
Today's Weather: Coastal, Summer
Weather
🌧 Downpour
Wind
💨 7 mph (3 m/s), North
Temperature
🌡 High: 73 °F (23 °C) | Low: 64 °F (18 °C)
Dungeon Master
As you awake, you clouds beginning to gather overhead, and get the feeling you're in for yet another wet day. Strange, Ruggo and Cain think, since the wind should have been blowing the storm you observed the night before away from you - perhaps the gods really are playing tricks on you after all.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo packs up before any rain can get to his things.

"Must be some kinda road towards the lighthouse. We plannin' to drive the cart all the way?"
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Govath Forgearm
"I would like to leave it somewhere as we will need to watch our backs during our approach. We should keep our eyes open for a natural hiding place for the cart as we travel to the lighthouse."
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Cain Vance
"We would often use small cave outcrops to park a cart, using branches and other foliage to create a camouflage cover. Give the ox enough food, and it'll stay put and quiet."
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Storm of Fire
"This one really needs to stop asking for Ubtao's blessing."

Storm bundles up in anticipation for the rain.
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Cain Vance
Cain packs his gear, preparing for yet another rainy day.

"Do you find it strange that the winds were blowing in the opposite direction last night, yet the storm that formed has come over us?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Strikes me as a tadbit funny, yeah. That storm in general seemed...off. When I woke yeh the wind was heading southwest forsure."
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Cain Vance
"Makes you wonder if there's some foul magic at play ... use the lighthouse and winds to blow passing ships into the coast. Anyway, we'll just have to be careful either way. I'm ready to head out when everyone else is."

Cain prepares the Ox and cart for the day's trip.
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Storm of Fire
Storm climbs up ontop of the crates supplies and gets comfortable.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo walks beside the cart, his 8 ft stride able to keep pace.
Dungeon Master
The clouds above grow ever-darker and more threatening as you go, but the rain seems to hold off as you cut your way off the High Road, heading west towards the shore. Search though you might, whatever path may have once connected the High Road to this lighthouse is long gone. Winnifred and the wagon are both sturdy, however, so your progress is not dramatically slowed - and after about four hours of travel, you find yourself near the edge of a cliff which overlooks the beach below. About two-hundred feet ahead of you, just above eye-level, you see a large outcropping of rock almost completely surrounded by water, atop which is a stone building from which the lighthouse tower rises. You can faintly make out a narrow causeway connecting the outcropping and the beach, but it appears to be completely submerged in water at the moment, suggesting you have arrived at high tide.

Glancing over the edge of the cliff to the beach below, something immediately catches your eye. Pacing back and forth along the beach below is what appears to be a massive crab, easily fifteen feet wide from claw to claw. Casting your eyes a little south of your position, you do notice that a set of stairs has been hewn into the cliffside, leading down to the water's edge.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"We should find a place to hide outta sight from the lighthouse and the path we came from."
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Storm of Fire
"Ruggo, you're a man of the wild. This one has to travelled the coast much to know, but when will the tide be low enough for us to traverse the other side?"
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Nature check!
1d20 (3) + 1 = 4
Dungeon Master
Despite Storm's words, Ruggo's experience lies primarily inland, not near the coast at all. Tidal patterns are not his specialty, and it's not something they teach young Firbolgs in his forest clan.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Can't help yeh there, mate. Not a seafarin' man m'self I'm afraid."
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Cain Vance
"Well first things first, we need to find somewhere to park and hide our cargo while we wait for the tide to lower. Look for any small outcroppings and overhangs. Stay away from large caves though, I have some bad stories to share about that ..."
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Cain Vance makes a Perception check!
2d20kh1 (3, 12) + 4 = 16
Cain uses his experience moving cargo on dangerous roads to find a place to park their cart. Rowan helps, of course.
Dungeon Master
There's not a ton of cover atop the cliff you're standing on, but you find a small cluster of trees and bushes nearby which you figure you could tie Winnifred to and let her graze. It doesn't fully mask the wagon's presence, but it's clear that not many stray from the High Road to come out this way, since you were unable to find any trodden path to follow yourselves.
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Govath Forgearm
After the cart has been tucked away best it can, Govath takes a look at the surrounding area.

"Perhaps this storm will give us some good cover and mask our presence should an opportunity arise to make our way to the lighthouse.

As it stands, we have time to kill waiting for the tide to go out. Anyone care to explore the area?"
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Cain Vance
Cain takes some loose branches and foliage and covers the cart as best he can, making clear note of any landmarks that would help them find their way back to it when they return.

After wrapping up Cain says, "We may as well get a lay of the land for sure."
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Storm of Fire
"This one has always been a fan of seafood. That giant crab on the beach looks tasty..."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"That'll feed a village for a week. Might be us bein' eaten instead I reckon. Lookit the size of its claws!"
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Storm of Fire
"Well...just throwing it out there that I would not be opposed to helping you hunt it. Well, let's have a look around while we wait for the tide to go down."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"We can all hunt that thing once we deal with whatever's happenin' here. Keep an eye on that lighthouse for movement. Do yeh reckon whoever lights it up at night leaves every morning, or sticks around inside?"
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Govath Forgearm
"It would be rather inconvenient if they had to travel out there every night. Their best odds for trapping ships would be manning it constantly. It is also a good defensive position. Only one way in our out by land, and a view of any ships approaching."
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Storm of Fire
"Certainly. The would only need to leave for supplies if any. They are probably sleeping inside the tower right now. If we can get across before the night, we could catch them off guard. Should one of us stake out the tower while the others scout around? See if there's any movement or activity before we head across?"
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Govath Forgearm
"We would have a rather difficult time crossing with the tide being in. If the tide goes out before nightfall, I agree that would be an opportune time to cross."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Well now hold yer horses a minute. If we cross in daylight jus' needs to be one guy looking out at us crossin' and all advantage of surprise is lost. We need cover of night."
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Cain Vance
"You know, there might not be an obvious route to this lighthouse, but its not like the lighthouse itself is that hidden. If these bandits are carting loads of ship cargo to wherever they store it, how do you figure they move it? Those are some very steep rocks ... maybe they have another method of accessing the tower?"

"Of course, maybe the bandits in the lighthouse have nothing to do with the actual cargo and are only there to distract the passing ships into the rocks and another group is responsible for the thieving."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Hmm, mayhaps there's a cave system that goes under the tower. Let's have a looksee."
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes an Investigation check!
2d20kh1 (5, 5) + 1 = 6
Dungeon Master
The four of you take some time examining the area at the top of the cliff. It's relatively flat, mostly grassy, and there are patches of trees and bushes scattered about, but certainly no cave openings or tunnels to be found. Nothing interesting catches your eye as you search.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Alright, I feel fairly confident we'dve found anythin' up here. Movin' on, mates?"
Dungeon Master
You begin to make your way down the stairs to the beach. As you clear the rock wall and make it down to the water's edge, you glance to the right at the giant crab that was meandering around the beach. To your surprise, it is turned directly toward you. It has a single claw raised above its head, and is swinging it side-to-side, in a gesture that looks an awful lot like a wave.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Uh, do yeh still feel it's right to eat somethin' that'll wave at yeh?"
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Storm of Fire
"Only if it tries to kill you. Maybe it's just flexing it's claw muscles for the kill. Should we...go...to it?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I reckon I could try talkin' to it. What would I even say?"
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Govath Forgearm
"I like Storms idea. If it tries to kill us, then dinner. Otherwise it may be possible that it has some form of intelligence."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Ahkay, I'm gonna see if it's friendly. Stay 30 feet behind me so we don't spook it."

Ruggo walks towards the crab with hands out showing them empty with no weapons drawn.

"Hey there big guy. I'm a friend..."
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Storm of Fire
Storm keeps a careful eye out for anything waiting in ambush as Ruggo makes his approach.
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Storm of Fire makes a Perception check!
1d20 (15) + 5 = 20
Dungeon Master
As you begin to approach, the crab lowers its mighty claw. To your surprise, its mouth opens, and from it flows words in flawless Common, shouted over the crashing waves beside you.
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Nigel
"Well-met, travellers! I confess I was beginning to lose hope that anyone would come this way. My name is Nigel, and I'm absolutely delighted to make your acquaintance!"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo stops in his tracks aghast. "This new path must be more powerful than I thought....I can understand a crab clear as crystal!" He says to himself.

"Uh, nice teh meecha, Nigel. M'names Ruggo."
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Govath Forgearm
Govath, with a very surprised look on his face says to Cain and Storm.

" Well I was not expecting that."
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Nigel
"I cannot tell you what a pleasure, what an unparalleled pleasure it is to see the four of you fine gentlemen. The gloomy weather had certainly done a number on my spirits this morning, but its as though a ray of sunshine has pierced the shadowy veil to lift my weary heart to new heights. Might I be granted the privilege of introductions to your three companions back there? (Shouting past Ruggo) Come, come! Nothing to be afraid of!"
Dungeon Master
The creature lifts its massive claw once again, this time in a beckoning motion to the three of you standing at a distance behind Ruggo.
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Storm of Fire
Storm whispers to his companions.

"I don't trust it."
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Cain Vance
"Niether ..." Cain whispers back "... it's not natural for a creature like that to speak, and to be of that size. There is clearly some magics at work here, first with the unnatural weather formation and now this. Just be on your guard."
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Govath Forgearm
"Well, why not." Govath grins at his companions and approaches. Once beside Ruggo he casually rests his hands in front of him on his sword hilt. "My name is Govath."
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Storm of Fire
Storm follows behind Govath, still keeping a cautious eye on the flanks. Upon reaching the crab he bows.

"Greetings. This one is called Storm of Fire of the Boundless Jungle clan."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
As his companions approach and reply to the crab realization dawns on Ruggo's face.

"Ah, you can all hear him."
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Govath Forgearm
"Worried about your sanity? After that mushroom wine from the gnomes, perhaps we all should be."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"It's just I can usually talk to animals...they just never replied before."
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Cain Vance
Cain follows Storm, last to approach the crab. He keeps an eye out towards the lighthouse to see if he can spot anyone watching them from above them.

"My name's Cain ... how does creature like you come to learn how to speak common?"
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Govath Forgearm
Govath gives a slightly concerned look to Ruggo, but shakes his head and does not give it a second thought.
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Nigel
"Ah, yes, I do beg your pardon - I often forget that I am more...talkative...than my kin!"
Dungeon Master
Nigel's eyes close and he makes a sound that you interpret as a chuckle - some weird combination of stuttered hissing and clicking - before continuing.
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Nigel
"As it happens, the explanation of this unusual phenomenon makes for a good introduction to why I am so delighted to see you all. Cain, Govath, Storm of Fire, and of course, Ruggo - it is a pleasure to meet you all. Would the four of you be willing to indulge old Nigel in both a tale and a request? I am confident that I can offer compensation which would make it worth your while!"
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Cain Vance
"We're actually here on other, time sensitive business regarding that lighthouse." he points up to the cliff. "Seeing as you're likely familiar with the surrounding area, if you could help us with our investigation we'd be open to hearing your request?"

Cain turns to his companions and raises his eyebrow as if to ask what do you think?
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo nods to Cain. "If it's safe to be out here in the open. We don't want anyone lookin' down from there to see us."
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Govath Forgearm
"We have time to spare, please do, tell us you tale."
Dungeon Master
Nigel looks about as quizzical as a giant crab is able, bringing up one claw and rubbing it against the top of his head.
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Nigel
"Business at the lighthouse, you say? Forgive me, travellers, but might I inquire into the nature of your business? I suspect there may be some overlap in our desires, unless I am severely mistaken."
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Govath Forgearm
"Our business there is for the betterment of common folk. Stopping any wrong doing by those who have taken up residence in the lighthouse. Or at least that is what we go to investigate."
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Nigel
"Then it seems indeed that our purposes cross. For you see, I too have business with the current occupant of the lighthouse. But alas, it is probably best that I start from the beginning.

You see, my mistress, Miraal, took up residence in the lighthouse a couple of centuries ago. As I understand it, she was a bit of a recluse, just looking for a place to live out her days undisturbed. Except I suppose she got lonely, because about eighty years ago, she used her magic to grant me intelligence beyond my species, and we have been companions ever since.

That is, until a month or two ago, when a crazed Half-Orc burst through the doors of our quiet little home yelling about 'reclaiming the shrine of Talos' or some such thing. My mistress bid me to flee, but stood her ground against the feral brute. I managed to scramble my way out the door, but not before hearing a crack of thunder and a scream of agony - I knew in that instant that my one and only friendship had been brought to an abrupt end.

I fled to a nearby cave, unsure of what future lay ahead of me. For what purpose have I without my mistress? What existence can there be for an unusually intelligent crab? Alas, I was not alone with my thoughts for long, for much to my surprise, I saw Miraal crawling her way after me into the cave's entrance. But not in body - no, indeed not. Only her twisted, groaning spirit clawed its way into that dark recess that fateful night. 'Mistress', said I, with horror at the sight before me. 'Why are you not at peace?'

'The conch!', she replied, with voice full of anger and anguish in equal measure. 'He has taken the conch!'"
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Nigel
"You see, Mistress Miraal was a practitioner of the arcane, and had a very special conch shell which she always had on hand when performing her magic. I admit, such mysteries are beyond my understanding, but as near as I could comprehend her attempts to explain, the conch helped to focus her arcane power. Never have I seen her treat another object with such reverence.

Travellers, what followed was a fit of rage so terrifying that I am ashamed to admit I fled from my lifelong companion, fearing for my own safety. Yet I cannot bring myself to leave this place until I know that her spirit has been put to rest. Many long days and nights have I watched and waited, hoping that someone might come along with the strength and ability to aid in retrieving the conch and returning it to Mistress Miraal.

But never fear - I understand that such services do not come for free, and thus the aforementioned compensation comes into play. For you see, since the Half-Orc took possession of the tower, it has lit at every low tide, without fail - and somehow, it always seems to storm while the lighthouse is lit. Several small ships have fallen victim to the false promise of safety, and I have carefully scouted each. I say 'carefully', for you see, Daggermaw and her companions swim in those waters, and I would prefer my eventual demise not be between the teeth of a shark. Each ship contains things which I believe travellers like yourselves would find valuable, and if you help me lay my mistress to rest, you have my word that I will brave the beasts to retrieve one of these treasures for you.

Now, I know that is much to take in! What say you, my new friends - will you help old Nigel out?"
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Storm of Fire
Storm listens the crab's story, taking in the details and mutters... "...just wanted seafood..."

Storm slapa Ruggo and Govath on the back. "You guys got this!"

*He continues to watch the surroundings for danger. *
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo scratches his beard in thought.

"So it's jus one half-Orc then? That's some pretty good news fer us, eh fellas?"
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Govath Forgearm
"A half-orc that was able to deal with a well versed practitioner of the arcane arts. Although it does indeed seem better than facing a whole band of mercenaries which I was expecting."

"I am for it. Seems the reward is worth the risk, and we still have two more fine paying jobs to complete after this detour."

Turning back to the crab.

"Can you tell us any of the layout of the lighthouse. Are there any other entrances apart from the submerged one we see in front of us?"
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Nigel
"Unfortunately, the causeway you see before you is the only way to access the lighthouse. It should be perfectly crossable come low tide, in the next five hours or so.

As for the building itself, it's fairly straightforward - once you ascend the stairs and enter the double doors, you'll find yourself in the foyer. To your left is the room with the shrine which our Half-Orc adversary has revealed as being dedicated to Talos, and to your right are the stairs to the lighthouse tower, and well as a small living space.

However..."
Dungeon Master
The giant crab rubs its massive claws together nervously for a moment before continuing.
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Nigel
"I'm afraid there is one other challenge you will face. You see, in the time since my mistress perished, it seems that a group of very aggressive Harpies have made their home in the building's courtyard. More than once have I had to dive into the sea to avoid their aggression. Once you cross the causeway, I imagine you will catch their attention and perhaps be viewed as an easy meal."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
At the mention of harpies Ruggo's sideways smile grows wide. "That so? Well we've some experience with those buggers. A little archery practice is more than welcomed."
Dungeon Master
Nigel relaxes considerably at your confidence about the situation.
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Nigel
"Then it appears I am even more fortunate than I had initially realized, now that the four of you have arrived!"
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Storm of Fire
"This time let us wear ear plugs so we aren't hindered by their music. Storm chuckles."
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Cain Vance
"That's not a bad idea."

"It looks like we have a about five hours to kill, what do you all suggest we do in the meantime? Unless of course ...", Cain turns to Nigel, "... you take passengers?"
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Govath Forgearm
Govath rubs his beard. "Strangely enough I would not mind hearing that siren song again, although I certainly would not cherish walking into the ocean. Ear plugs it is."
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Nigel
"Passengers? Hmm...well, I suppose I could carry one of you at a time, if your grip is strong. It would be slow-going, and you'd have to climb your way up the rock wall. Of course, if the harpies spot you clambering up the wall, I'm not sure how well you'd be able to defend yourselves against an assault. Nonetheless, the four of you are more experienced in these things than I! I will defer to what course of action you decide it best."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I'm not inclined to go for that idea to be honest. But if the rest o'ya wanna, I can back yeh up with some cover fire."
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Storm of Fire
"Nigel, tell us about the half-orc. By the sounds of your tale he came alone. What weapons did he carry or would you describe him as an arcane user such as your mistress?"
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Storm of Fire
"And the spirit of your mistress, where is the cave that her unrestful spirit resides in? The place where we should return the conch to?"
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Nigel
"The Half-Orc carried no weapon on his person that I noticed during my brief encounter. Given the swiftness with which he extinguished my mistress' life, and the crack of thunder which brought about her demise, I can only assume he has a knack for the arcane himself.

As for my mistress' spirit, as far as I know it continues to reside within the cave over yonder, where I fled that fateful night."
Dungeon Master
He points one claw west over the water, and you see that a smaller outcropping of rock juts up out of the water, about half way between the beach and the land where the lighthouse resides. The causeway rises higher at that point and seems to carve its way directly through the centre of the stone, though you cannot see the referenced cave from your current position.
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Cain Vance
"Do we run the risk of crossing paths with Miraal when we walk along the path? I imagine we'd want to avoid any contact with a restless spirit until we've found the conch?"

And turning to the group,, "Is anyone familiar with Talos?"
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Nigel
"I imagine she would let you pass unhindered if made aware of your intention to return the conch to her. Perhaps she may even have further knowledge which would aid you in your confrontation - I have not been able to bear facing her myself since I fled her rage, and I did not have opportunity for inquiries beforehand."
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Storm of Fire
"This one is not proficient in religion or its dieties but maybe there's something hidden in the lore of some old songs or stories I know. I will think upon it unless anyone else is more knowledgeable."
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Govath Forgearm
"Miraal's spirit could be worth asking about this Talos."
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Storm of Fire makes a Religion check!
1d20 (17) + 2 = 19
Storm tries to recall any religious lore about Talos from the stories, poems and songs he knows.
Dungeon Master
You recall the name Talos, as he is widely recognized across all of Faerun - he is The Storm Lord, god of storms and destruction. Usually depicted as a broad-shouldered, bearded man with a dark eye patch, he demands completely loyalty from his faithful and encourages their destructive behaviour.
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Storm of Fire
Storm searches his memory and stumbles on an old tale.

"There is an old poetic story this one has heard performed before. Not one that I particularly enjoyed so I never learned it. But it told of a band of pirates that raided coastal villages and stole their women. It was comedic and over exaggerated but the deity Talos was mentioned a few times. Only vague memories are left but I do recall the pirates would pillaged and destroy as much as they could in their raids. And in return, Talos would bless them with the power to sink their enemies ships with power thunderstorms. Or something along those lines...

You know, now that I think back upon it, I'm not sure how it was meant to be comedic. Maybe that's why I never adopted it."
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Storm of Fire
"It would seem to make sense that this follower of Talos would be half-orc. They seem to be loose cannons...Storm thinks about Braccus and his mother's mounted head.

This would also align with him claiming the tower as a shrine to Talos. Those storms we've been witnessing can only mean the half-orc is definitely performing some sort of ritual in there."
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Storm of Fire
"Talos seems to be a deity that would be chaotic in nature. I think we have a pretty good picture of what we are dealing with here."
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Cain Vance
"Also why Nigel heard a crack of thunder ... perhaps some attack spell used by the half-orc."

"I think we pretty much have everything we need to head to the lighthouse once the tide lowers. In the meantime, should we prepare our earplugs?"

Cain pulls out his candle from his backpack.
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Storm of Fire
"Nigel, any other things we should know about the tower? Traps or hidden things you might know about that might aid us in settling your mistress' spirit?"
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Storm of Fire makes an Insight check!
1d20 (4) + 3 = 7
Storm watches Nigel carefully...
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Govath Forgearm
Govath aids Cain in melting down the candles and preparing them into makeshift earplugs. Shaving some material off some extra cloth to coat the outside of the wax earplugs with.
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Cain Vance
With Govath's help, Cain creates eight small balls of wax and distributes them to everyone.

"Warm them up with your hands to soften them, and then place it into your ear, which should act like a mould. We best wait until we're near the harpies before putting them on though, since we're likely not going to be able to hear each other that well otherwise."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Taking the little balls of wax, Ruggo rubs them in his palms before pressing them tightly into his ears.

"WORK PRETTY GOOD. I CAN'T EVEN HEAR THE OCEAN NOW."
Dungeon Master
Nigel once again rubs his claws against his head, contemplating Storm's question.
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Nigel
"I think that's about all I can think of. I haven't been inside the lighthouse since my mistress' murder, so I cannot tell what mechanisms our adversary may have prepared in that time. But I feel very confident that Mistress Miraal's only desire is for her conch to be returned to her."
Dungeon Master
He doesn't appear to be holding any information back, though it's the first time you've really attempted to read a crab's facial expressions.
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Storm of Fire
Storm pats the crab on his head. "Do not fear, we will take care of anything!"

Storm smells his paw and the scent of seafood fills his nose. His stomach grumbles...
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Storm of Fire
He then ponders on his knowledge of the Common language.

"Apologies...we will take care of everything. This one still mixes up those two words."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Nigel, is there a good place of cover to wait out fer the tide to go out without any half-orc eyes on us?"
Dungeon Master
Nigel skitters around in a little circle, his beady eyes looking this way and that.
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Nigel
"I suppose you could wait atop the cliff you descended from. Besides that, I am afraid we are on a beach, and the lighthouse towers over us."
Dungeon Master
The four of you find a place to settle as inconspicuously as possible and wait for the tide to go out. As the hours pass, the sky above grows even darker, and pretty soon the first rain begins to fall. You do your best to stay dry under the shelter of the cliff, but as light rain turns to downpour you eventually accept your fate. Despite the volume of water falling, however, you watch as the water begins to recede, and eventually you make out the causeway above it. You make smalltalk and have some rations for lunch when you are startled by a sudden flash and crack of thunder as a bolt of lightning hits the lighthouse in the distance. Almost immediately afterwards, it lights - and examining it much closer this time, you notice an eerie quality about it. The glow is a greenish-yellow, and appears to intermittently weaken and strengthen in a regular, pulsing pattern.

By the time the tide reaches its lowest, a full-blown storm has brewed over the water to the west, and the sky is regularly filled with vibrant flashes. As several gusts of strong wind blow inland, you can't help but think how grateful you are to not be at sea yourselves on an evening such as this.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo draws his bow and pushes his hat a little lower on his head.

"Well, there's our path fellas. There's still light out enough to see. Do we wait for cover of darkness or go hunt us some harpies?"
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Cain Vance
Cain watches in fascination as the bolt of lightning strikes the lighthouse.

"Yeah ... I'm good to go, and don't forget to you put in your ear plugs."

He pauses for a moment, "Do you find it interesting that there's an unnatural storm here, lightning strikes the lighthouse and then the lighthouse turns on? There's obviously a theme going on here, and I wonder if something sinister is only happening at nighttime."

"Might be worth considering securing the landing to the lighthouse from the harpies, and then waiting until morning after the light goes out, to make entrance?"
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Storm of Fire
"A ritual to Talos, The Storm Lord. There is definitely a shrine in there. Or the tower is the shrine."
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Storm of Fire
"Staking it out until morning is a good idea. But first let us secure the grounds like you suggested and see if that is an option. This one can't shake the feeling that that plan sounds easier than it seems..."
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Storm of Fire
"Let us make a stealthy approach. But keep close so we can signal each other if we spot anything. It will be hard to hear anything with these wax plugs plus this raging storm and sea..."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Alright, I'll take the rear since I kin shoot from a ways. Earplugs in, and hand signals if yeh see anything movin'"
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (5) + 5 = 10
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Govath Forgearm makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (16) + 7 = 23
Govath unslings his bow and walks in front of Ruggo as his height won't impede Ruggo's shot.
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Storm of Fire makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (15) + 6 = 21
Storm let's Cain take the front of the line. Puts in his earplugs and keeps a very sharp eye out for movement in the skies and water.
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Cain Vance
"Alright, I'll take point with Storm. We'll keep our eyes peeled for anything and let you rangers know so we can get a jump on these harpies." Cain puts in his ear plugs and starts heading towards the lighthouse.
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Cain Vance makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (11) + 6 = 17
Dungeon Master
The four of you bid Nigel farewell and begin carefully heading across the causeway toward the lighthouse, the earplugs blocking out much of the sound of thunder, rain and raging waves. The ground beneath your feet is slick from the downpour and the earlier tide, so you find yourselves cautiously watching your step as you progress. As you climb the stairs to where your path splits the smaller outcropping of rock, you notice that to your right is a small cavern opening, only a few feet wide. The light emanating from the lighthouse does nothing to penetrate the shadowy interior, so all you can make out is darkness - but a chill runs down each of your spines as you approach, and you have a feeling it's not due to the ocean breeze.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo taps Govath on the shoulder, gesturing to alert the others by pointing two fingers at his eyes and then at the cave. As they approach he peers inside, the iris of his dark left eye widening allowing him to see past the darkness.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath nudged Storm, and gestured to Ruggo who stepped to peer inside the cavern.
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Storm of Fire
Storm double taps Cain on the shoulder and motions towards the cave as Ruggo approaches. And as one with dark vision as well, he peers inside too, looking for the spirit of the banshee mistress.
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Cain Vance
Cain takes up position at the side of the opening, nearest the lighthouse while the others look inside. In the meantime, he keeps an eye out for the harpies.
Dungeon Master
As the two of you peer into the dark cavern, which appears to be no more than fifteen feet wide in any given direction, you see a shimmering, translucent figure hunched over near the back, hands clasping at long, unkempt hair. A spectral face turns toward you with furious anger in its eyes and tears running down its cheeks. Its pointed ears, slightly visible through the hair, suggest Elf blood, but the face shape is unusual, and the webbed hands and feet unlike any Elves the four of you have ever encountered.

The figure's mouth moves in speech which you cannot hear due to the wax in your ears, and then, to your surprise, she drops to the ground and begins clawing her way toward you, each inch seeming to exert all of her strength to accomplish. Her intangible robe and long hair drift behind her as though floating underwater, and you can clearly make out a hole directly through the middle of her chest. Her mouth continues to move as she approaches, face twisted with hatred.
@Osteel Make a Perception check
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Cain Vance makes a Perception check!
1d20 (12) + 4 = 16
Dungeon Master
Peering toward the lighthouse, you scan for any sign of the harpies you were warned about. A flash of lightning strikes somewhere over the water, and against the vivid light, you make out the distant silhouettes of two figures perched upon a low wall on the south end of the outcropping.
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Cain Vance
Cain keeps his eyes on the two harpies, he waves his hand behind him trying to get anyone's attention. He has no idea what the others are currently looking at.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo reaches out his hand toward her in peace.

"Mistress Miraal, we've come teh return yer conch!" He exclaims in hope to temper her rage.
Dungeon Master
The figure stops clawing forward at your words, looks you straight in the eye and mouths more words you are unable to hear.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Taking one plug out of his ear Ruggo says, "Nigel has sent us to kill the half orc and retrieve yer conch to yeh. We're friends here teh help."
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Govath Forgearm
Hearing Ruggo taking up conversation with the spectral figure, Govath goes and keeps an eye on the harpies with Cain.
Dungeon Master
Your earplug out, you speak the words, and what remains of Miraal pauses for a moment, sizing you up with her wild eyes.
Dungeon Master
When she finally does speak again, it sounds like a distant scream echoing to you through water.
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Miraal
"If ye be lying to me, Firbolg, I swear by the sea that I will drag the lot of ye down to the Ninth Hell with me own hands."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Nigel has spoken about yeh in the highest regard, and we wish teh right this wrong and bring yeh peace. If yeh would, any warning of what the half orc is capable of will increase our chance of success."
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Miraal
"The filthy Talos-slave uses his god-given gifts to lure ships into the shallows just to appease the deity's lust for destruction. I should've known better than to choose an abandoned shrine for me home! Now the disgusting pig uses me own focus against me, as a ward to keep me from the pleasure of slitting his gods-damned throat! I hope ye feed him to Daggermaw like the fish-fodder he is - no better fate would be deserved. But whatever happens, ye had better retrieve me conch from the whoreson - I don't care what you do besides. If ye return without it I'll drown yer pathetic bodies beneath the cold dark waters and make sure ye experience just a taste of the suffering that tusked slug has inflicted upon me!"
Dungeon Master
As she shouts these words at you, voice dripping with hatred, she is all the while sliding slowly backward, deeper in to the cavern, though her webbed fingers seem dug into the rock. It's as though some unseen force is pushing her back and she's resisting with all her might. Once she has finished speaking, her grip loosens, and she goes flying back into the back wall where she lets out a heart-wrenching screech before erupting into sobs and clasping her hair in her hands once more. The screech is loud enough that even those wearing earplugs faintly make it out, briefly turning their attention to the entrance of the cave.
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Cain Vance
Cain whips around at the sound of the screech and freezes at the sight of Miraal. Seeing Rowan standing at the entrance, he lets a brief sigh of relief knowing they seem to have things under control.

He decides to wait to inform them of the harpies.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo gives Storm a look and a nod to push on. His face seems to convey sympathy for the spectre with her unceasing pain.
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Storm of Fire
Storm taps Cain on the back to indicate they're ready to move.
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Cain Vance
Before moving, Cain taps his ears to indicate making sure everyone has their ear plugs in.

He then motions with two fingers at his eyes then holds them up to indicate two targets. He then points in the direction of the harpies.

He then motions with his hand to indicate a close distance, points to Rowan with the longbow and makes a firing action.

He then turns around and starts heading down the causeway.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo returns the earplug to his ear and presses it in tight, then follows the others looking for a good opportunity to take a shot.
Dungeon Master
As you carefully continue along the wet pathway, you descend a set of stairs to a lower section which leads to a bend around a spire of rock jutting out of the water. As you make your way around it, you see that a straightaway leads to the based of the rock stairway which winds its way up toward the lighthouse. The four of you can see the silhouettes of the two harpies perched upon the southern wall more clearly now, and it doesn't appear that they have taken any notice of you yet.
Once the four of you make it fully around the bend, Ruggo is within distance to make a longbow shot at one of the harpies without disadvantage. If that's the plan, say so here, but we'll move into #combat to run it
Ruggo wants to take a shot.
Dungeon Master
Ruggo fires his longbow, the arrow flying swiftly through the rain and knocking one of the harpies backward over the wall. Govath follows suit, hitting the second harpy which takes off and begins flying toward the party. Shortly after, five harpies, one wounded from Ruggo's shot, rise over the wall, and all six fly with haste to the straightaway. Govath hides behind a spire of rock, taking potshots along with Ruggo, and several of the harpies suffers wounds before even making it to the party's position. Lining each side of the causeway, they begin their luring song, but the adventurers' handmade ear plugs manage to block out the sound. Storm casts Bane, catching one of the harpies, while Ruggo's Hail of Thorns causes some damage to the three to the north.

Frustrated by the party's immunity to their song, the harpies dive in, attempting to shove Cain, Ruggo and Storm off the causeway and into the water below. Can dodges out of the way and Storm takes the blow and stays standing, but two of the harpies manage to pull Ruggo over. He struggles to climb back up the slick rock, so Storm gives some inspiring words and Cain, after dealing some blows to a harpy, lends him a hand to get him back up.

Meanwhile, a harpy spots Govath peeking out from behind the spire of rock, and swoops in to attack. Govath repeatedly dodges out of the way, choosing to focus his shots on the harpies attacking his friends, which are going down one-by-one. Unfortunately, his attacker finally lands a big strike, motivating him to disengage and run out to his companions. The hungry harpy pursues its prey, landing another devastating blow and rendering Govath unconscious.

Ruggo uses Hidden Step to move further up the causeway, reappearing at a distance to continue firing arrows at the remaining harpies. One, heavily-wounded, attempts to escape back to its nest, but a quick shot from his bow puts an end to that.
Dungeon Master
Storm gives Govath a Healing Word, but sadly the harpy is not so easily swayed from its meal. As Govath gets up and attempts to move further, it knocks him unconscious yet again. Storm, desperate to prevent the harpy from carrying Govath off, casts Healing Word once more on the fallen Dwarf, while Cain steps in and finishes off the final harpy, leaving the party alone upon the causeway, resources spent and drenched with rain.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo pulls his earplugs out and pockets them, rushing to Govath.

"Yer not lookin' too good, mate. But damn what a fight?"
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Govath Forgearm
Govath still lying on the causeway, slowly sits up and gets back to his feet. "Well I have quite the oppressive headache right now. What are you all thinking, find a place up ahead to get our bearings and devise a plan for the orc?"
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Cain Vance
Cain removes his hear plugs and stashes them. "Make sure you all keep these for the future, they worked well."

"But yeah, what a fight. Good thing we've had experience with harpies before."

"I agree with Govath, let's scout the lighthouse and the surrounding area. We can probably assume the Orc does his work at night, so in the meantime we can get a lay of the surrounding area and stake the place out."

"We also might want to find shelter to rest. I wonder if the harpies had a hideout?"
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Govath Forgearm
Remembering the earplugs, Govath removes his. "What was that Cain?"
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Cain Vance
Cain shakes his head and repeats his proposal.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath elbows Storm in the ribs and motions to him to remove his earplugs.

"Never seen a harpy nest before. Storm can probably find quite the arrangement of bones in there."
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Storm of Fire
Storm takes the earplugs out of his cat ears.

"What was that Govath?"
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Govath Forgearm
"Hmm, that is fair. Would bones in a harpy nest be in your interests?"
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Storm of Fire
"Say no more. Whatever plan you all devised, this one is in!"
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Govath Forgearm
Looking at each party member, and noticing for the first time the lack of damage to any of them. "Wait one second, how did you all avoid being hit by the harpies?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Well they tried teh drown me."
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Cain Vance
"Apparently Harpies have a liking for Dwarf meet", Cain laughs.

"Anyway, we should approach cautiously. Let's form up as before and move slowly to the other side ... we're not sure if there's any more Harpies waiting for us."

Cain moves to the front of the group and begins moving down the causeway.
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Cain Vance makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (19) + 6 = 25
sneaky sneaky
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (20) + 5 = 25
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Govath Forgearm makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (19) + 7 = 26
Govath cracks his neck and gets in line.
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Storm of Fire makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (10) + 6 = 16
Storm prowls with his companions.
Dungeon Master
The four of you quietly make your way across the straight section before you until you reach the bottom of the winding stairs which lead up to the lighthouse. Being exceptionally careful not to slip, you begin your ascent as the wind howls and the rain swirls around you. As the beam of light above you pulses, you now feel and hear a slight rumbling in the rock beneath your feet, almost like a heart's slow beating vibrating through the entire outcropping.

As you crest the top of the stairs, you find yourself standing in a wide plateau, about eighty feet above the water below. Before you stands the ominous lighthouse, a set of wooden doors with rusted hinges and handles providing the only visible entrance. The walls are constructed from heavy stone, and the tower itself sprouts from the northwestern part of the building. You have a brief scare as a bright flash of lightning strikes the southern part of the building, the crack of thunder nearly deafening you. The sudden light reveals a thin metal rod rising up from the roof, extending nearly as tall as the lighthouse tower itself.
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Cain Vance
Cain begins walking around the exterior of the plateau, looking for any place they could use as a hideout as they stake out the lighthouse. A cave, a nest, anything with an overhang really.
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Cain Vance makes a Perception check!
1d20 (15) + 4 = 19
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Govath Forgearm makes a Perception check!
1d20 (20) + 3 = 23
Govath looks around for the harpy's nest.
Dungeon Master
As Cain looks around, there's not much in the way of cover. The plateau seems to be completely level, and no overhands extend from the roof of the lighthouse building.

Govath, as you peer south, you see that where a the building ends, a small wall continues, presumably surrounding some kind of courtyard. Since the first harpies you spotted were perched atop that very wall, you assume the harpies nest must be within.
Correction: Overhangs, not overhands
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Govath Forgearm
"I think the harpy nest might be out of our reach at the current time. Unless we care to scale that wall over there."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo keeps an arrow nocked and his bow drawn, ready for any surprises.
"We should at least try to get a looksee. Might be another adult guarding some chicklets."
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Govath Forgearm
"Do any of you have a grappling hook? We could try climbing over."
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Storm of Fire
Storm thinks back on his first spending spree in Leilon, the first day he arrived.

"This one bought many supplies for the road but a grapple hook was not one. Just some pitons and rope."
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Cain Vance
"Hammering pitons into a wall might draw some attention from the Orc. We can probably assume he's unaware of us at the moment, what with this rain covering the noise of the battle below and our approach."

"It seems that the door is the only main entrance into this building, but let's see if we can find another way in ... we desperately need somewhere to lie and wait."
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Storm of Fire
Storm points up to the tall lightning rod erecting from the roof.

"If we can also disable that safely, that would surely disrupt whatever that Orc is up to. Talos is the deity of storms. And I would bet the little coin I have left that the rod is right above the shrine. Whatever that Orc is up to, that rod is a power source."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo tucks his bow behind him, walks to the wall noticing it's only a few feet above his head. He jumps and tries to get purchase on something solid to pull himself up.
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Govath Forgearm
"Storm I will assist you in seeing if we are able to take down the rod. Although we best be careful around the lightning otherwise I may be in need of another healing spell...

On second though Cain you help Storm. I will go and see what Ruggo is doing."
@Wolverbane Make an Athletics check
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes an Athletics check!
1d20 (11) + 2 = 13
Dungeon Master
As Ruggo hoists himself up, leaning his elbows on the stone wall, he catches a glimpse of a solitary creature, similar in appearance to the harpies but covered with more bristling feathers along the head, arms and wings. He immediately drops back down to the ground to avoid being spotted, as the creature appears to be looking around. Before doing so, however, he does register the sound of several voices mewling somewhere outside of his sight.
Visual aid
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo falls to the ground silently and crouches, back against the wall and waves to get everyone's attention.

"There's more! Get down!"
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Storm of Fire
Storm rushes over to Ruggo and crouches down against the wall.
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Cain Vance
Cain dashes along with Storm to the wall, and crouches down. In a whisper, he says: "How are there so many of these things? The Orc must have some pact with them or something, there's no way he can hole up in the lighthouse indefinitely ..."
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Govath Forgearm
"It would probably be best we deal with this one. I do not want a harpy attacking us when we are unawares."
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Cain Vance
"Unless we just go inside the lighthouse ... I doubt these things can fit. And even so, they'd lose all their flight advantage."
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Storm of Fire
"Ruggo, what else did you see? Was it a nest? How many Harpies? If there is only a few, we have the surprise advantage and can close the gap quick."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I jus' saw the big mother harpy, but I could hear others. Prolly the chicklets I reckon."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"She's gonna be expecting the others to return with food."
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Storm of Fire
Storm begins ritual casting Comprehend Languages while the party sorts out a plan.
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Govath Forgearm
"I was nearly that food. Best we get inside then. I doubt the harpy would leave the lyrs to risk attacking us."

Govath starts to make his way to inspect the door to the main building.
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Cain Vance
"Just check for traps first!" Cain stage whispers to Govath as he's leaving.
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Govath Forgearm makes an Investigation check!
1d20 (19) - 1 = 18
Checking the door to see if it is barred or trapped.
Dungeon Master
There doesn't appear to be any sort of barring on the door. Nor does it appear to be trapped. In fact, it doesn't even look as though there's a lock on it of any kind - you could simply push it open at your leisure.

In time, Storm's ritual finishes, and he keeps his ears perked for any sound coming from the other side of the wall. Unfortunately, whatever's over there doesn't appear to be in a talkative mood. You hear the occasional whine and some scraping on the ground, but nothing else.
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Govath Forgearm makes a Perception check!
1d20 (18) + 3 = 21
Govath listens for any noise coming from within.
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Storm of Fire
"This one hears no voices. Just noises. I can hold the spell for a while though so let us be cautious and keep an ear out for chatter."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Here Red, stand on my shoulders and look over."
Dungeon Master
Govath holds his ear to the door, and hears nothing from within - though admittedly, it's hard to tell for certain with the wind, rain and thunder all around.
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Storm of Fire
Storm clambers into the shoulders of the Firbolg and carefully peeks over the edge of the wall. He scopes the area and listens for chatter.
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Storm of Fire makes a Perception check!
1d20 (5) + 5 = 10
Dungeon Master
As you peer over the wall, you see the far corner of what appears to be a courtyard, lined with bones and rotting vegetation. Braving it, you push a little higher, until you can just make out the head of the creature which Ruggo described. There's a little high-pitched shriek from some figure you cannot see, and the creature makes its way over to the source of the sound, putting out its wings and making a little 'shush' sound. It then turns its eyes to the sky and begins panning around, which you take as your cue to quickly duck behind cover again.
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Storm of Fire
"It is most certainly the Mother Harpy and some of its offspring. It has not spotted me though it is carefully watching the skies for danger."
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Storm of Fire
"Do we...end them?"
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Cain Vance
"Maybe we can ally with it ... How intelligent are harpies? Do they understand the common language?"

"We certainly hold the high ground in this situation, so we could offer food as a good will offering for its help to say, remove the rod from the lighthouse?"

"If all goes south, then we can just take care of it ... though I'm not sure how I feel about murdering a bunch of chicks."
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Storm of Fire
"Not a bad idea. Perhaps one of us that can be persuasive goes in there and tries to reason with it. The other three hide up on the walls and ambush it if things go sideways. No sense revealing our numbers ahead of time.

I'll go in there and try to talk to it. It may understand Common but speak a different language."
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Govath Forgearm makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (18) + 7 = 25
Hearing the plan to go and speak with the harpy Govath nudges the door open slowly and quietly to take a quick look inside.
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Govath Forgearm makes a Perception check!
1d20 (10) + 3 = 13
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Cain Vance
"Alright, just make sure to have some food handy if you need to make a point. It'll take us a moment to scale this wall, too, if you need assistance."

"Everyone else, put your ear plugs in."

"Rowan, you can boost me up so I can keep a visual the on Storm. We won't be able to hear his call for help if things go south."
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Storm of Fire
Storm looks back to see Govath poking his head indoors.

"Well, once Govath is done snooping. He chuckles."
Dungeon Master
As Govath pushes one of the double-doors inward, he sees a sparse foyer with a ceiling about fifteen feet high. Across from the door is a round section of wall with another set of double-doors which you presume lead up to the lighthouse tower. To the south, another closed, smaller door, and in the south wall there is a window through which flashes of lightning illuminate the otherwise-dark space.
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Govath Forgearm
Looking back to the group and seeing them waiting. Govath takes one last look inside, but heads back over.

"So we offering Storm up for a meal then?"
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Storm of Fire
"Ready when you are..."

Storm retrieves his earplugs and a ration from his pack.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo puts his earplugs back in and crouches down for Storm to stand on his shoulders again.
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Cain Vance
Cain taps Govath on the shoulder, and then taps his own hears to indicate the earplug. He has no idea what Govath just said.
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Storm of Fire
Storm climbs back up on Ruggo and prepares to jump down into the courtyard with no real plan in mind. But he always did enjoy winging a plan. If he can the creature to have a conversation he thinks he can make it work. But worst case scenario a rapier pointed at an offspring should speak wonders...
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Cain Vance
After Storm goes over the top, Cain taps on Rowan's shoulder and prepares to be lifted up to peek over the wall to keep an eye on the situation.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Crouching down again, Ruggo lifts Cain.
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Cain Vance
Cain lifts his head just above the wall to watch the show unfold.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
As Cain stands on Ruggo's shoulders, the Firbolg waves Govath over.

"If things go south, I'm pushing Cain over the wall, and then you. I'll climb up and try to stay on the top and pick it off from range, yeh good with tha'?"
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Storm of Fire
Storm leaps into the courtyard below and takes a quick survey of the area immediately. He looks for the nearest offspring as a...backup plan should things turn out poorly. He raises the ration in one hand and raises the other empty hand to show no threat. He waits for the Harpy to take notice of him and does his best to look non-threatening.
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Storm of Fire
Whenever the Harpy has noticed him, Storm says...

"This one is here to see the Orc...I am not your enemy!"
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Storm of Fire
He waits to see the Harpy's reaction or if it begins to sing before deciding to remove the earplug.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath gives a nod to Ruggo, puts his earplugs in and readies himself for whatever may happen to Storm.
Dungeon Master
Storm leaps down from the wall into the courtyard below, landing with a crunch on some small bones. The creature turns in surprise as Storm says his words of peace, then suddenly its eyes flash a bright purple.
I need all four of you to make Wisdom saving throws
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Storm of Fire makes a Wisdom check!
1d20 (20) + 1 = 21
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Cain Vance makes a Wisdom check!
1d20 (5) + 2 = 7
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Govath Forgearm makes a Wisdom Save!
1d20 (2) + 1 = 3
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Wisdom Save!
1d20 (18) + 4 = 22
Dungeon Master
At the flashing of the harpy matriarch's eyes, Cain and Govath become paralyzed, their eyes glassy and their minds elsewhere. Ruggo, suddenly encumbered with dead weight, tosses Cain over the wall with a mighty heave. He lands with a thud in the courtyard. Meanwhile, Storm attempts to cast Suggestion on the matriarch, but even with insulting distractions, the creature resists the spell, charging him. A few swift attacks with her ferocious claws, and Storm is unconscious, bleeding out on the ground.

Govath snaps to, and seeing Ruggo struggle to climb the wall, offers him a boost. On the other side, Cain also returns to reality, seeing his companion bleeding out near the matriarch protecting its young. With incredible speed, he ducks under the creature's grasp, slinging Storm over his shoulder and rushes through the nearby door to the lighthouse building.

Ruggo and Govath silently argue for a few seconds over which of them should peek over the wall, with Ruggo finally conceding and noticing as he peers over the wall that their companions are no longer visible in the courtyard. He hops back down, shaking his head toward Govath, while inside the lighthouse, Cain attempts to slap Storm back to consciousness with no success. Before Cain can try any other method to save his dying companion, the Tabaxi stops breathing in his arms.
Dungeon Master
Cain, knowing there's nothing more he can do, takes a moment to examine his surroundings. He finds himself in a room where every stone wall is adorned with frescoes depicting ships being tossed about on stormy seas, with a dark and terrible figure wearing an eye-patch looming over them. In the west wall is a salt-encrusted window, through which Cain can see by flash of lightning the mast of a ship rising from the water below. Along the south wall sits a stone altar, lightning-shaped engravings along the sides and front. A metal rod descends from the ceiling, splitting into two smaller cylinders which come down and touch the altar on either side of the top.
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Cain Vance
Cain sits in horror for a beat after seeing Storm breath his last. In shock, he looks around at his surroundings for an exit, but notices the alter ... shocked ... lightning ... rod ...

Cain scrambles to his feet, and quickly places Storm onto the altar. He removes his bags, and uses his dagger to cut away at the upper clothing, tearing it off as best he can for maximum contact. He then waits ...
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Govath Forgearm
Looking worriedly at the wall after seeing Ruggo shake his head, Govath sprints off, gesturing to Ruggo to follow, through the door having seen another door that opened in the direction of the harpy.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo takes his earplugs out and follows Govath.
Dungeon Master
There is no waiting. The very second Storm's body touches the altar, there is a flash and a crack of thunder that both blinds and deafens you, as you feel electricity conducted through Storm to you with enough force that it sends you flying backwards into the opposite wall.
@Osteel Takes 4d10 Lightning damage
@Pleebz :game_die:
Result: 4d10 (8, 4, 4, 2)
Total: 18
(You'll need to manage it yourself, I can't modify other characters' HP outside of combat)
Dungeon Master
Ruggo and Govath hear the massive boom coming from the room to the south just as they enter the foyer, and immediately run into the room. You see Storm laying upon the altar, and Cain unconscious lying against the wall across from him.
Cain Vance: 0/21 (-18)
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Govath Forgearm
Barreling through the door Govath tries to piece together what happened.
Who is closer to me?
@Pleebz
Cain is lying just to the left of the door against the wall. The altar is across
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Govath Forgearm
Reaching down Govath checks for a pulse on Cain.
Dungeon Master
Cain is alive and breathing, and as Ruggo rushes into the room behind you, the two of you manage to get him stabilized.
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Govath Forgearm
Smelling a faint electrical burn on Cain, Govath goes to examine what Storm is lying on and goes to pull him off the altar, and check for a pulse.
Dungeon Master
Carefully examining the altar that Storm is laid upon, and looking at his muscles to see if they are contracting with electricity, it seems as though whatever charge may have knocked out Cain has dissipated now. You carefully grab Storm and pull him onto the ground as gently as you can manage. Bringing your ear down to his chest, you hear a faint, slow beating.
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Govath Forgearm
"Ruggo have you anything to help Storm!"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rushing over to the fallen Tabaxi's body, Ruggo hastily rolls up his sleeves and rips off a long strip of cloth from his shirt, bandaging what wounds he can.
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Govath Forgearm
As Ruggo helps Storm, Govath goes and closes the door leading to the harpy, carefully keeping out of view. Then drags Cain's unconsciously body over beside Storm, and closes the other door.

"Well it seems that we will be waiting here until both of them wake up."
Dungeon Master
Just as Govath says this, you hear heavy footsteps pierce the sound of rain on the roof above you. They walk directly above your heads and then seem to pause there.
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Cain Vance
Unconscious, Cain sleeps peacefully unaware of the pain he'll be feeling when he awakes.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath motions with his finger to mouth to be quiet hearing the footsteps above.
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Perception check!
2d20kh1 (12, 16) + 4 = 20
Ruggo studies his surroundings for a place to hide and rest.
Dungeon Master
Looking around the sparse room, you don't see any furniture or alcoves around - clearly this place of worship was designed with the altar as the centrepiece and the frescoes to point attention toward it. Govath recalls that the foyer was similarly bare. It occurs to you that you're probably much safer finding a place to rest outside of the lighthouse than within it, especially if the Half-Orc is making rounds.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo motions for Govath to grab Cain and go back where we came from. Ruggo lifts Storm and heads outside.
Dungeon Master
Ruggo and Govath swiftly carry their companions back out through the front door, careful to close both the shrine and front doors on their way. And it's not a moment too soon, for just as Govath is closing the front door, he hears heavy footfalls descending from the lighthouse tower. Deciding it best to stay as far from the harpy nest as possible, they turn left, finding a spot against the wall where they can lay their companions down and keep an eye on the front door, while also being out of sight from the roof and windows. It's wet and uncomfortable, but it will have to do.
Dungeon Master
The two conscious members of the party sit on edge for some time. The storm blustering around you makes for an already tense atmosphere, not even counting the pulsing greenish-yellow beam of light along with the thumping, rhythmic, vibrating you hear along with it. Dwarf and Firbolg keep firm eyes on the door and beyond, praying that no harpy nor Half-Orc appear in their sight. After about two hours pass, Storm is the first to awaken, suddenly sputtering and coughing the rain off of his face and jolting up into sitting position.
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Storm of Fire
Storm groans, rolls over and mutters...

"Six...six more times...or so the saying goes..."
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Storm of Fire
Storm just lays there staring up at the rain.

"Death is never easy. How did it end? Is the Harpy dead? Is the job completed? I feel like I just got squeezed out the end of an undead dinosaur lurking in the ruins of the Alzar Basin..."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I was hopin' you could tell us what happened. I had Cain lookin' over the wall and some spell froze him so I chucked him over and by the time I looked to see you both were gone."
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Storm of Fire
Storm turns his head and notices Cain is resting.

"The Harpy attacked without a second thought. This one tried to subdue it with some spells but she was stronger willed than I thought. Next thing I know, she rushed me and that was that. My chest is on fire..."
Dungeon Master
The three of you fall silent, waiting for the last member of your party to wake up. Another full two hours pass, thankfully undisturbed. In that time you watch as the tide begins to rise once more, and as it does so, the storm overhead slowly begins to dissipate as well. You catch glimpses of the sky between the still-drizzling clouds, and realize that it is well into the evening now. Cain awakes to see a handful of stars greeting him through the gaps in the clouds above.
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Cain Vance
Cain blinks awake, staring up at the sky. It's peaceful for about about three seconds until his body reminds him that he was electrocuted. He grows and turns his head to look around.
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Cain Vance
He doesn't know exactly where he is, but he spots his three companions nearby. Realizing that his plan worked, he closes his eyes and relaxes a bit, trying not to move.

"That was too close ... ", _he mutters, "... I think I'm just going to lie here a while longer to catch my breath."
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Storm of Fire
Storm just lays there with his eyes closed.

"Hey Cain, what happened to me? This one saw your body flop to the ground but that is all I remember."
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Cain Vance
Eyes still closed, he responds, "I guess I was entranced by the harpy. I was whisked away to a happier place, running my own successful shop. I woke up on the other side of the wall, and the harpy was already over top of you. I grabbed you, ran inside where you died."

"But there was an altar of sorts which the lightning rod was connected to. So I took a chance and threw you onto it ... which promptly exploded and I guess knocked me out."
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Cain Vance
"This whole mission has been botched. We should decide if we're still willing to risk our lives to help out Miraal."
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Storm of Fire
"Maybe it's a good thing we didn't pull down that rod before confronting the nest afterall...sounds like your quick thinking saved my life."
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Govath Forgearm
"Quick thinking there Cain, high risk high reward. I am still interested in fending off the orc, best for any ships passing by in a storm. Also, the crustacean did promised a reward."
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Storm of Fire
As he lays there, Storm points a single claw and pricks himself on the arm drawing a little blood on it. He then reaches over and pricks it into Cain's arm.

"For saving my seventh life, this one called Storm of Fire of the Boundless Jungle clan will help you get your face back no matter the cost to himself. I am bound to this duty till Ubtao takes my final life."

Storm rests a few more moments and begins to sing a somber tune into the rain.
Storm uses Song of Rest on the party.
Dungeon Master
Storm pulls out his lute and tries to play as quietly as possible, just to be safe. As the four of you rest and tend to your wounds, the rain eventually comes to a stop, along with the lightning and thunder, and you realize that the light from atop the tower has dimmed. It still shines, just much more faintly, and you no longer hear the rhythmic thumping. The wind settles to a gentle ocean breeze, and frankly it would be a nice, cool summer's night if not for the circumstances.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo has his hat pulled low over his face and the muffled sound of snoring escapes. The music must have been soothing.
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Storm of Fire
After some time, Storm packs his gear up and prepares to move.

"The storm has subsided and perhaps whatever nightly ritual the orc performs as well. As far as we know, he does not know our presence. We can still get in there, find the conch and get out."
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Cain Vance
Cain slowly gets up and stretches. Reaching to get his gear, he remembers he used it at bait.

"Going completely stealthy and stealing the conch with the Orc unaware sounds like a risky plan. However it might work, and hopefully we still get the element of surprise if it doesn't."

"What do you guys think the rhythmic bolts of lightning hitting the rod is meant to do? Clearly that was some altar I put Storm onto ... could the Orc be conguring something? Or maybe it's charging something to use later?"

"At this point, we can't even be sure that sneaking in during the day time is even the safest course if action."

"Either way, we've come all this way. If you guys still want to go in, I'm ready when you are."
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Govath Forgearm
"Being completely honest, if you all had perished fighting the harpies I had considered stealing the conch.

I would be interested in stealthily going through and finding the best place to ambush the orc."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo continues to snore.
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Govath Forgearm
"Do we all go exploring, or split up and send in a small group to investigate."
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Cain Vance
"If we've learned anything, we should stick together. Also it doesn't seem there's much room in the lighthouse, and I would wager the conch is in the tower."

"Should we wake this one up?" Cain points to Rowan.
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Govath Forgearm
"Suppose that would be a good idea." Standing up and firstly stretching the kinks out of his back from sitting against a wall for many hours. Govath walk over a nudges Ruggo to wake him up. "It is time to hunt us an orc."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo stirs and sits up. "Well I's jus' waitin' for the word. Let's go."
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Govath Forgearm makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (10) + 7 = 17
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (6) + 5 = 11
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Storm of Fire makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (10) + 6 = 16
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Keep yer eyes open for traps. He knows there's someone here and had hours to prep an ambush."
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Cain Vance makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (12) + 6 = 18
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Storm of Fire
Storm draws his rapier, and creeps towards the door with the group.

"Well if we're going to finish this, let us begin."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Attack on sight. If we give him a moment to speak he'll weave a spell. Righto?"
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Cain Vance
"Yeah, let's get this over with, no more negotiation." Cain draws his weapons.
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Govath Forgearm
"Be cautious, we did make quite the noise when Cain nearly killed himself to bring Storm back."
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Govath Forgearm
Having experience with this particular door, Govath makes his way to the front and begins to check it out.
Dungeon Master
You make your way back into the foyer of the lighthouse, being careful not to make too much noise. Without the frequent flashes of lightning, and with the waning moon being nearly gone, the interior is completely dark. Cain is unable to see much of anything, walking with hands extended and frequently feeling around for his companions. The rest of you are able to see fine, but Storm and Govath lose sight of Ruggo entirely. It's as though he blends completely into the shadow, and for a moment you're worried he didn't come with you.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath goes and looks outside for Ruggo, knowing he tends to hold back and attack from a distance.
Dungeon Master
Alas, it does not appear that Ruggo is anywhere to be seen outside either.
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Storm of Fire
Storm whispers...

"Ruggo, where are you? Are you invisible?"
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo holds his breath and doesn't move.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
After a second you hear a chuckle from somewhere in the room with you.

"Heh, that works pretty good. I reckon I'm gonna like this path..."
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Govath Forgearm
"Hmm, that could prove useful. Ruggo check the room from before, make sure it is still empty, Remembering that Cain can not see anything and take Cain with you. Storm you and I will check the other door."
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Cain Vance
"Sorry guys," Cain whispers, "I didn't realize it was going to be so dark in here. I don't know how you all can see so well, but perhaps someone can lend me their lantern? I'll light it up if need be."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo rustles in his pack and hands Cain a torch and a match.

"Here. Torch is oil-soaked so will light up soon's yeh strike the match. Follow me." Ruggo grabs Cain's wrist and leads him to the door.
Dungeon Master
Ruggo quietly pushes open the door and peers around the shrine room. All seems quiet - especially without the roaring sound of rain hammering on the roof. As discovered earlier, there's not many places to hide, so you're satisfied as you scan back and forth and see nobody. A sudden screech from beyond serves as a quick reminder of the dangers that lie in the courtyard across from you, but it doesn't appear the harpies have any interest in coming inside.

As Storm and Govath quietly push open the doors to the tower itself, they see a spiral staircase with an ornate stone railing. From above, an eerie greenish-yellow glow pulses slowly. To the north, a small wooden door leads to a room off of the tower. From inside, you can very clearly hear loud snoring.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath waits for Ruggo to return. Then motions to the door across from them.
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Storm of Fire
"The orc is asleep. Let's check the door for traps or locks and get in there. We should end this while we have the advantage."
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Cain Vance
"Before we do anything murderous, maybe we can question him about what's going on up above. He might be alone here, but I have a bad feeling what we're going to find if we just waltz to the top of the tower."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I don't like the idea of letting a magic user speak."
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Cain Vance
"Point taken ..." remembering back to what happened with the harpy. "... then let's make this quick and clean."
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Govath Forgearm
"We also do know nothing crazy was happening before the orc arrived."
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Govath Forgearm makes an Investigation check!
2d20kh1 (2, 17) - 1 = 16
Govath approaches the door quietly and begins to look around at it for any trap or abnormality.
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Storm of Fire
"Well Govath, let's scope this door. I'll check the frame."
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Storm of Fire
Storm careful drags a claw around the door frame very slowly, checking for any sort of trigger mechanism.
Dungeon Master
Storm and Govath carefully examine the door and its frame. Much like the other doors you've encountered here so far, it is plain, wooden, rusted, and unlocked. There doesn't appear to be any sign of a trap.
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Storm of Fire
Storm presses his ear gently against the door to try to make out any other sounds.
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Storm of Fire makes a Perception check!
1d20 (15) + 5 = 20
If an orc snores alone in a room and no one is around to hear it...is it really an orc?
Dungeon Master
Additionally, as Cain and Ruggo join the group, the eerie glow from above provides enough light for Cain to see his surroundings. Ruggo also becomes visible, no longer blended into the shadows.
Dungeon Master
Storm listens carefully at the door, but hears nothing but the rough snores beyond.
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Storm of Fire makes a Perception check!
1d20 (11) + 5 = 16
Storm motions for Govath to have a listen to confirm if it's just the orc he hears.
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Storm of Fire
"It only appears the orc is snoring in there. The door seems untrapped and not locked. Let's get in there quietly, survey the room quick and take him out. But we need to decide...

Knock him out or kill him?"
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Govath Forgearm
"Knock him out if possible, but if it comes down our survival. Kill him."
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Storm of Fire
"I agree. Let's do this swiftly."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo draws his bow and readies two arrows.
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Govath Forgearm
"Everyone prepared? As soon as the door is opened we do not hesitate." Govath draws his rapier in one hand, and dagger in other giving a nod to Cain.
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Storm of Fire
"But keep an eye out for there might be other... obstacles in the room. We might have to adapt this plan quick."

Storm readies his rapier and prepares to cast a spell.

"This one is ready."
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Govath Forgearm
Govath takes one steadying breath, and begins to open the door quietly.
Dungeon Master
As you open the door, you see a fifteen-foot-high room with two windows in the north wall. It appears to be a simple living space - against the east wall is a bed, currently unoccupied, and againt the west alcove is a desk. Against the south wall, however, is what you're looking for - there sits a large, barnacle-encrusted chair, looking as though it had just been pulled from the briny depths. Sitting in the chair, head slumped forward, snoring, is a Half-Orc, bald with a short, grey beard. He appears to be wearing armour crafted from octopus hide. On his hands, currently resting on his lap, he wears gauntlets, each with two long, curved blades fastened to the knuckles. In one of the gauntlets, held tightly, you see an opalescent conch, sparkling even in the dim light coming in from behind you.
Going to move over to #combat to run the surprise round
Dungeon Master
Ruggo rushes into the room first, immediately sinking two arrows into the half-orc's body, giving him a rude awakening. Cain, Storm and Govath all surround the chair before he can react, dealing their own blows - blows that easily should have killed him where he sat, but for some reason do not. With each devastating blow, the party hears a loud THUMP-THUMP from above, the glow coming through the door suddenly intense enough to flood the room with bright light.

Ruggo snatches the conch from the half-orc's hand, disappearing from sight and moving back toward the door. "It's time to leave!" Storm shouts, dashing toward the lighthouse entrance, barely avoiding a swing of one bladed gauntlet. Govath dashes too, instead choosing to run up the tower stairs toward the source of the eerie glow.

The half-orc stands from his seat, casting thunderwave on Cain and then moving toward the door. Ruggo tries to trip him, but he catches himself on the doorframe, and when he hears Govath heading upstairs, he dashes after him. Ruggo, Cain and Storm all do their best to keep him from ascending, with Ruggo getting a good grip on him at last - but the half-orc calls upon the power of Talos, shooting a lightning bolt from his fingers, knocking Ruggo unconscious and doing serious damage to Cain before continuing up the stairs. Cain tries to grab hold of him once more, but without success. Storm uses the last of his arcane energy to cast cure wounds on Ruggo, saving his life.
Dungeon Master
As Govath reaches the top, he has to shield his eyes from a giant, glowing heart suspended in the place where the lighthouse's oil lamp would normally be, throbbing and pulsing. Realizing that this must be what is keeping the half-orc alive, he begins swinging his daggers at it wildly, landing a couple of blows before the half-orc catches up and blasts him out of the way with another thunderwave. Thankfully, Cain tumbles beneath the half-orc's arms, shielding his eyes and swinging his shortsword blindly toward the heart. It hits its mark, and suddenly the light fades. Now able to look directly at it, Govath and Cain watch as the heart shrivels down to a normal size, then falls to the ground.

"NO!" the half-orc shouts, clutching his chest and falling to his knees, eyes wide with shock. He grabs the nearby stone railing, trying to steady himself, trying to hold on - but there is no hope. His eyes roll back, his grip loosens, and his body finally falls.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath slumps to the floor against the railing he was just thrown against.

"Mighty fine timing getting up those stairs Cain. That was one insane Half-Orc, and what was that heart, was it his?"
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Storm of Fire
Storm makes it to the top of the lighthouse, catching the last of the wild events unfold. He sheaths his rapier and sits down against the railing and replies to Govath's inquiry.

"It must have been. Some ritual to Talos to commit himself in exchange for power perhaps. This whole side journey has been a mess but it is done. But now we can rest easy. Let's catch our breath, scour the place and rest easy tonight. Tomorrow let's consider killing that harpy outside.

As for Winny, I hope it's safe to leave her in the wild. Or perhaps we should at least bring her across if the tide is low."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo rushes upstairs, bow drawn and sees the half-orc dead. With the threat dealt with he suddenly feels the pain wrack his body and slumps against the wall.

"So that's that then eh mates?"
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Cain Vance
Sheathing his sword, Cain says, "Looks about it, though we might want to dismantle that lightning rod just in case?"

"Either way, I think a rest is in order. I wouldn't worry about the Ox, there's plenty of food to last her a few days. Nice thing about those beasts is that they'll only eat when hungry, and being stationary doesn't exert much energy."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo kicks at the body then turns it on his back. "Someone help me with the body, let's take everything that looks useful."
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Govath Forgearm
Govath inspects the now shrunken heart, and packs it away for curiosity's sake.
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Storm of Fire
Storm imagines Winifred getting torn to shreds by a pack of wolves in the night and what he will have to tell old Wynn...
Dungeon Master
As you peel off the octopus-hide armour on the half-orc, you indeed find that there is a massive hole in his chest, and where his heart should be, there is nothing. The heart itself is wet and bloody, so you rummage around for something to wrap it in before storing it away. Taking a closer look at the gauntlets, you notice that they aren't mere blades on the ends, but sharpened bone. In fact, they appear to be fashioned out of wood to resemble a boar's head, with the extended sharpened bones as the tusks.

Other than these interesting pieces of equipment, you do not find anything of value on the half-orc's body.
Visual aid
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Govath Forgearm
"Anyone care to inspect the living quarters and the other floor we passed on the way up?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Let's move together."
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Storm of Fire
"This one will come."
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Storm of Fire
"First stop, the room we passed on the way up here."

Storm leads the way down to the second floor door.
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Cain Vance
"Illt meet you guys there, just need to get the conch."

Cain heads down the staircase and retrieves the conch before joining the others in the room upstairs.
Dungeon Master
As the four of you open the door at the second level, you are disappointed to realize that it simply leads out to the roof. Only the tower extends past a single story.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo peels the gauntlets from the half-orcs slowly cooling body and straps them on himself as he follows.
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Storm of Fire
"Oh this is a great place for a patio. Not...that this one was thinking about owning this place...unless of course anyone of you are thinking the same. This one does not know your laws for such things. But a roof access is not a disappointing find at all."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Thinking of claiming this as a base for our little group?"
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Storm of Fire
"Or a home away from home. It would be nice to have a place to call home on this side of the sea. And I am sure Nigel would his continued service to the tower. Just some wild thoughts...let's continue down."

Storm heads down to the ground floor to search the bedroom.
Correction; Nigel would enjoy his continued service...
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo follows Storm and says,* "Nigel serves the ghost lady, but I reckon if she can Rest In Peace now with the conch that he might wish to serve her rescuers. And he promised us a sunken treasure to boot."
Dungeon Master
Investigating the lower levels, you find a strange lack of any personal belongings, for a place inhabited for the last couple centuries. You figure either Miraal wasn't big on material possessions, or the half-orc purged the place of all signs of her when he set up shop. Given how out-of-place the barnacle-encrusted chair looks, you guess that he certainly must have done some redecorating upon his takeover.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Seeing the barnacle chair, Ruggo casts Detect Magic hoping for a new hit.
Dungeon Master
You feel out from your location for any sign of magic around you. You do pick up on one - it seems to be in the direction of the altar within the shrine of Talos to your south. But no hint of magic seems to emanate from the half-orcs equipment or his chair.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Hmm..." Ruggo wanders closer to where he senses the magic and focuses to determine its type.
Dungeon Master
The altar itself appears to be enchanted with some kind of evocation magic.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Yeh think if we leave the altar and lightning rod we can continue to raise ourselves from the dead?"
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Cain Vance
"I don't think we want to be messing with anything supernatural powers, especially from a deity such as Talos. What say we dismantle the rods connection at the top and call it a night? I'm exhausted, and hurting."
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Govath Forgearm
"I do not see harm in leaving the lightning rod, although my knowledge of the arcane does not extend far enough to know what would happen. Best not to test it and risk another of us nearly dying. Perhaps that can be a question for Nigel."

"What does have my interest is the rather lack of possessions a arcane practitioner would have. Anyone care to have a look for hidden rooms?"
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Storm of Fire
"This one will come help you find anything we might have missed."
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Cain Vance
"We should stick together, regardless. Let's stop by the Half-Orcs bedroom so I can retrieve Rowan's torch ... I can hardly see a thing now that the heart's stopped beating. Then, let's go exploring."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo finds the torch and lights it for Cain's benefit, handing it to him.
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Storm of Fire
Storm leads the group around, knocking on stone walls and tapping floorboards, doing all the things one does when searching for secrets.
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Storm of Fire makes an Investigation check!
2d20kh1 (9, 7) + 3 = 12
Dungeon Master
You thoroughly check all the walls, nooks and crannies you can spot, but there doesn't seem to be any hidden doors, compartments or other secrets that you can find.
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Storm of Fire
"On the plus side, at least we know this place is structurally sound for my takeover...err...well...you know what I mean."
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Cain Vance
After a bit of searching and nothing seeming to turn up, Cain say, "Well, guess it's just an old lighthouse after all? What say we bunk at the top of the lighthouse tonight, it seems like a nice view. Would be interesting to have a look at the wrecks along the coast as well."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I'm beat, I'm gonna take that bed if yeh fellas don't mind none."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
He heads off into the bedroom.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath find a good piece of floor in the main room on the first floor and sets up a makeshift area to smoke his pipe and eat some food before falling asleep.
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Storm of Fire
Storm prepares his bedroll, too tired to play a tune for the night. Before sleeping he mutters between yawns...

"Tomorrow...I will need...help bringing the dead Harpies back across the causeway. Good night."
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Cain Vance
Cain wanders onto the roof ... then decides that they've taken enough risks for one night and finds Govath in the large room.

He tries to find a comfortable place to sleep, but without a bedroll, it proves to be a little difficult. He starts to wonder if he should have asked Rowan to borrow his ... or just taken the bed himself. Then his stomach grumbles.

"Say Govath ... you wouldn't happen to have an extra ration? Everything I had is probably harpy chick poop by now."
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Govath Forgearm
Govath pulls out his food supply, glad he spent his money on it instead of more arrows, and hands some to Cain.

"Hope the hunting is good for the remainder of our trip."
Calendar of Harptos
10th day of Eleasis (Highsun), 1481
Moon Phase / Season
🌘 Waning Crescent
☀️ Summer
Today's Weather: Coastal, Summer
Weather
⛅ Partly Cloudy
Wind
💨 15 mph (7 m/s), East
Temperature
🌡 High: 73 °F (23 °C) | Low: 59 °F (15 °C)
Dungeon Master
Exhaustion wins out over unease as the four of you nod off to sleep in your various stations around the lighthouse. You awake to sunlight pouring in through the windows, a welcome change from the previous day's weather. Stepping outside, you feel a cool ocean breeze as the clouds drift overhead. Your bodies feel the strain of the day before, but most of you are prepared for a day of travel. Cain, dehydrated from the loss of his waterskin, isn't faring as well.
@Osteel make a Constitution save
Dungeon Master
As you peer out over the causeway, you see that the tide, which was at its highest as you re-entered the lighthouse, is now just below the lowest point of the path.
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Cain Vance makes a Constitution Save!
1d20 (14) + 1 = 15
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Govath Forgearm
"Looks that our path to the mainland is clear right now. Are you all good to deal with the harpy problem, leave the place is good order for Nigel to move back in?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Let's taker out. I'll shoot from the roof. You guys rush from the doorway once I land a couple hits."
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Cain Vance
"It charmed us somehow last time ... If we're going to antagonize, let's make sure we're inside and out of its reach."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo climbs the stairs to find the perfect vantage point for sniping the harpy in the cover of the inner darkness.
Dungeon Master
Unfortunately, the tower itself has no windows, so Ruggo discovers his only real options are the open top of the tower, or the roof one level below.
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Storm of Fire
Storm packs his things and prepares for a hopefully easier day.

"Well let's get it done while the tide is low so we do not get trapped on this side of the pass. Everyone put your earplugs in again, do not get caught off guard by the song."

Storm heads to the south door into the courtyard and prepares to rush out to attack the Harpy Matriarch.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath prepares by the door with earplugs and rapier drawn.
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Govath Forgearm
"We should crack the door open to make sure we can follow quickly after Ruggo's shot."
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Cain Vance
Stacking behind Govath at the door, Cain puts his earplugs in and unsheaths his weapons.

"Good idea, but ... in case it tries to paralyze us again, we should be inside. Seeing as it's guarding it's chicks, maybe see how it reacts from Rowan's long ranged attacks first?"

"... I actually feel a little bad for it."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo puts his own earplugs in and looks over the edge of the tower down into the courtyard with his bow drawn.
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Govath Forgearm makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (20) + 7 = 27
Govath opens the door quietly to have a view of the courtyard.
Dungeon Master
You pull back the door completely silently, just enough to peer into the courtyard beyond. Five young harpies, ranging in size, are sleeping, lying down on the rotting vegetation. The matriarch, looking fierce but tired, paces around them, frequently turning her eyes to the skies.
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Storm of Fire
"Let's do it, for Nigels' sake!"
Dungeon Master
With the three of you stacked up against the door, you wait upon Ruggo's signal shot from the tower above...
Dungeon Master
As Govath peers out the door, Storm and Cain behind him, suddenly a shower of arrows comes flying down from above, wreaking havoc upon the courtyard. Several fly into the matriarch, while other scattered projectiles pierce and awaken the young, who begin screeching and crying in pain. They scatter, moving as close to the walls as they can, several of them dragging wounded arms and legs along behind them. The matriarch takes a defensive stance and begins to look around in the direction that the arrows flew from, eyes settling on the top of the lighthouse tower.

Storm takes the cue and immediately runs out, driving his rapier into the matriarch's body. It does not hesitate, eyes flashing purple once more, attempting to paralyze its attackers. Storm keeps his mind clear, but Govath and Cain fall victim once more within the building. As Ruggo continues raining down arrows, Storm disengages and rushes inside, trying to shake his companions back to reality unsuccessfully. The matriarch flies upward, beginning to sing its luring song, unaware that its attackers are wearing earplugs. Storm takes the opportunity to run back out and cast Suggestion on it. "Fly to the shipwrecks and bring back the most valuable object you can find as quickly as you can! Place it back here in this courtyard! Quickly now!" he shouts, and the harpy matriarch complies, flying over the western wall and out of sight.

Storm waves to the group and motions for them to take off their earplugs.
Dungeon Master
Ruggo, perched in the lighthouse tower, sees the motion but cannot hear conversation happening in the courtyard - especially with the sound of young harpies wailing in pain, which subsided for a while when the matriarch's eyes flashed purple, but is now back in full force as their guardian has left them, wounded and defenceless.
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Storm of Fire
Storm exaggeratedly takes out his earplugs so Ruggo can understand what he's doing. Storm shouts up to Ruggo and to his two ground companions what just happened.

"...and just don't attack it until it has returned! Then the spell will break so be ready for it to return and we finish it!"
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Govath Forgearm
Catching the last of what Storm says, as he removes an earplug.

"Where did you send the harpy?"
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Storm of Fire
"To the shipwrecks to find us something valuable." Storm chuckles at the notion of it all.
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Govath Forgearm
"Rather ambitious, but I will be ready."

Govath goes and sets up against one of the walls earplug and arrow ready.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Also taking out his earplugs and catching the last of the conversation Ruggo shouts down, "Thought we were tryin' teh kill it!?"
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Storm of Fire
Storm restates what has occurred and that they will kill it when it returns shortly.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Why don't yeh all finish off the chicklets while we're waitin'?"
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Govath Forgearm
Govath gritting his teeth sees the injured baby harpies, knowing there will not be a chance for their survival, puts away his bow and brings out a dagger to quickly and mercifully end the baby harpies lives.
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Govath Forgearm
He then throws the dagger off the cliff into the ocean never to be used again.
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Storm of Fire
"It was a necessity. There is no way around it."
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Govath Forgearm
"I know, it just does not feel right killing a defenceless creature."
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Storm of Fire
"It was them or Nigel."

Storm pats Govath on the back and then shouts.

"Let's us prepare for the Matriarch's return!"
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Govath Forgearm
"Let us make sure to finish her quickly to avoid her noticing the dead wee ones."
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Perception check!
2d20kh1 (15, 12) + 4 = 19
Ruggo watches the harpy from his vantage point on the lighthouse tower, following its path to the shipwrecks.
Dungeon Master
You watch as the harpy flies out over the water and looks back and forth for a moment. Then, it descends down to the water, out of your sight for about half a minute before ascending once more, carrying a piece of draping white material. It appears to be a torn off piece of sail. The other three catch sight of her as she flies back over the courtyard, descends to about fifteen feet, and drops the material right in the centre.
Ruggo plans to shoot at this exact moment, so back over to #combat
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Govath Forgearm makes a Stealth check!
1d20 (10) + 7 = 17
Govath looking quickly around goes and hides behind the first thing he sees.
Dungeon Master
Govath runs into the alcove where the door leading to the shrine room is and pushes against the wall out of sight before the harpy matriarch returns.
Dungeon Master
The second the creature drops the portion of sail, Ruggo fires two shots. The first catches it in the wing, the second goes just slightly wide. "Dammit! First time fer everything I reckon", Ruggo shouts.

Storm casts Vicious Mockery, bolting inside as he hurls insults at the hovering creature, who confusedly looks around at its slain young, wailing in pain and anger. It dives down, striking Cain with its claws before being hit by an arrow from Govath's shortbow. Finally, with a thrust of Cain's shortsword, the creature perishes, falling to the ground with a loud thud.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
As soon as he realizes the harpy is dead Ruggo rushes down the stairs and into the courtyard with his companions.

"Cain, you've been raked a bit mate. Will yeh be alright?"
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Cain Vance
Cain wipes off his blades on the sail it dropped. "Bit of a flesh wound, but as long as it doesn't get infected, I should be okay. Let's see what we can find around here and head back before the tide rolls in."
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Cain Vance makes a Perception check!
1d20 (9) + 4 = 13
Cain looks specifically for his backpack
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Storm of Fire
Storm grabs the piece of the ships' sail, a parting gift from the advisary that almost ended his life permanently. Turning it over, he checks to see if it has part of an emblem or sigil on it that might identify the ship or its origin.
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Storm of Fire makes an Intelligence check!
1d20 (15) + 1 = 16
Dungeon Master
As Cain looks around for his backpack, he spots several items from it thrown about here and there. Eventually, he finds the backpack itself, and when all is said and done, everything his recovered except his rations, which seem to have all been consumed since the night before.

Storm examines the portion of sail. It's a thick, white cotton blend, and there aren't really any major distinguishing features aside from a couple of frayed threads near one side of the piece. The thread is golden, and glints slightly in the sunlight. Perhaps this is what caught the matriarch's eye when it was told to bring back the most valuable thing it could find.
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Storm of Fire
Storm rolls up the piece of sail and affixes it to his bag.
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Storm of Fire
Storm looks at all the bone piles discarded through and sighs.

"There isn't enough time to go through all these. Maybe they will still be here and this place unoccupied in the future. Come, someone help me sift through these bones and nests and see if something else is here. Maybe an unfortunate skeletal hand with a very expensive ring on it. Storm chuckles and begins sorting through the mess."
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Storm of Fire makes an Investigation check!
2d20kh1 (10, 6) + 3 = 13
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo helps Storm search the nest.
Dungeon Master
Very few of the bones are still attached to others, making it incredibly difficult to discern what manner of creatures they may have belonged to or how many. There bones of every shape and size - a real treasure trove for Storm - but it would take ages to make any sense of them. However, as you do your hasty rifling through, a glint of glass catches your eye. You push aside some bones and rotted vegetation to discover a small vial of blue liquid, stoppered with a cork. The exterior is scratched and worn, but the glass is thick and doesn't seem to be compromised.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"What yeh find there, Red?"
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Storm of Fire
Storm picks up the vial and swirls the blue liquid around, then raises it up to the sunlight for inspection.

"Some sort of potion it seems." He stores it away inside is cloak. "We can investigate it's properties once we get to the other side of the causeway, the tide will be rising soon and we have much to do!"
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Storm of Fire
Storm looks around at the devastation in the courtyard.

"If we are done here, let's go deliver the conch and put the spirit to rest."

Storm walks over to a small but decently sized offspring specimen and tethers it to his backpack. Walking over to the Matriarch, he bends down and grabs her by the arms.

"Someone help me move this across the causeway."
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Cain Vance
Cain, relieved to find most of his belongings in tact, put his backpack on and walks over and helps Storm carry the harpy.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo grabs the conch and leads the way back down to the cave where the spirit of Miraal haunts.
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Storm of Fire
"Govath, do me a favor. Grab one of those dead Harpies on the causeway and bring it across."

Storm lifts the Matriarch with Cain's help and heads for the causeway.
Dungeon Master
It's a morbid scene as the four of you make your way back across the causeway, harpy corpses in tow. The rising tide has just barely submerged the lowest parts of the path, and the water laps at your ankles as gentle waves come in from the sea. As you ascend the stairs up to the plateau where the cave was located, you see the spirit of Miraal standing before you, outside of the cave, hair and tattered robe still floating eerily as though submerged in the deep. Her spectral form is barely visible in the light of day, but you can make out her twisted face clearly enough to see a look of suspicion.
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Miraal
"The filthy swine is dead, his ward is fallen. I can feel it. But did ye recover me conch? Ye better have, for I'm an elf of me word and not a soul will tell ye different."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo holds the conch out towards her. "I hope it brings yeh peace. We nearly didn't make it outta there alive."
Dungeon Master
Her entire demeanour changes the moment you produce the precious object. As she extends her arms to receive it, her twisted features soften, all anger draining away from her eyes in an instant, replaced with exhausted relief. You imagine that the creature you see before you now much closer resembles how Miraal must have appeared in life, before it was cut short by the servant of Talos. Tears of anger are replaced with joyful weeping as she takes the conch into her hands.
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Miraal
"Ye...ye got it for me. Me only reminder of the place I once called home. Words can't express the relief I feel in me heart. Ye've done me a service I can't rightly repay. Tell me, did...did Nigel send ye my way? Is he alright?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"It was Nigel that asked our help, Miss. He spoke of you in the highest regard and is clearly still devoted entirely to you."
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Miraal
"Aye, the poor creature - created of me own selfish desire for companionship, without regard for the possibility he might outlive me. I'm sure he's feeling as lost as driftwood at sea now. Could ye see to it he finds...finds some purpose to keep him occupied, now that his original one has run its course?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"We'll give him a job to do that will make'm happy. Is there somethin' you'd like us to say to him? He misses yeh it seems."
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Storm of Fire
Storm puts the Matriarch down to rest his arms and then interjects.

"Fear not for your friend. We will offer him purpose. To take care of your lighthouse in your honor! Or we shall offer to take him along on our adventure if he so wishes to see the world. However a giant crab should not travel far from the ocean.

Tell us Miraal, you were the owner of this lighthouse? Now that you are...gone...this one wishes to provide Nigel a good home here in the lighthouse. I would volunteer to take over this lighthouse to make a home for Nigel."
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Govath Forgearm
Govath just catching up having spent some time tying rope around the harpy to better drag it along behind him.

"It will take quite the amount of coin to repair the lighthouse. Also, there is nothing preventing another half-orc breaking in yet again."
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Storm of Fire
"Well it seems like Nigel will have a lot of purposeful work ahead of him."
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Govath Forgearm
"It would be curious to see how he would handle the work with his claws."
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Storm of Fire
"If the Gnomes of Gnomengarde can do their work in barrel crab contraptions, Nigel will do just fine."
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Miraal
"I have no claim to the lighthouse - it was abandoned and quiet, so after the destruction of me home, I settled here and lived undisturbed until the Talosite arrived. As for the blessed creature - just...just thank him for several decades of companionship. Let him know his life is his own, now, and he need not feel bound to me any further.

Now ye must excuse me, friends, for though my anger blinded me to the sight of it before, I can make out Deep Sashelas' gentle glow, guiding me to the Seas Beyond. Too long have I made him wait already, and for sake of my waiting kin I'll not keep him any longer."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo removes his hat and places it on his heart. "We wish yeh an eternity of peace. Rest with yer kin."
Dungeon Master
With a nod, she steps forward, eyes fixed on something unseen behind you. She descends the stairs in the direction you came from, and her webbed feet touch the water which is now creating a thin layer over the lowest parts of the causeway. As she continues walking, embracing the opalescent conch close to her chest, she eventually fades from your view entirely, leaving the four of you standing outside the cave where you first encountered her.
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Cain Vance
Cain watches the exchange in silence. Once Miraal departs in peace, he speaks up, "Finally, something goes smoothly. We should continue moving while we're still relatively dry."
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Cain Vance makes a Perception check!
1d20 (5) + 4 = 9
Cain has a quick look inside the cave where Miraal spent her time.
Dungeon Master
The cave is small, so looking around takes no time at all. It seems natural and completely bare.
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Storm of Fire
Storm grabs the Matriarch and motions for Cain to do the same.

"Let's keeps the good streak going and give Nigel the good news...and a propose."
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Storm of Fire
"Err...purpose. Propose. Purpose. Common as a second language is hard."
Dungeon Master
You make your way back to the beach, where you see Nigel wandering back and forth, aimlessly. When he spots you, he quickly skitters over to the edge of the causeway.
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Nigel
"You've returned! I was beginning to fear that perhaps you succumbed to the dangers that awaited you! Has...has Mistress Miraal been put to rest? Is she at peace now?"
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Cain Vance
Cain drops his half of the Matriarch and addresses Nigel.

"Nigel, we almost died. But first, yes, Miraal has been put rest peacefully, conch in hand. We were attacked by harpies in the causeway, and then by the Matriarch herself," he points to the body and then to Storm, "who almost killed this one."

"We ambushed the Half-Orc Talos follower in the lighthouse at night, only to realize he couldn't be killed, always coming back to life. We found a heart at the top of the lighthouse which we destroyed which caused the Half-Orc himself to finally stay down."

"It's been quite the adventure ..."
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Cain Vance
"But as for Miraal, she says thank you for the many decades of friendship, and that you shouldn't feel bound to her any further. You're a free crab now, it seems."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Yeh mentioned treasures at the bottom of these shipwrecks. If we gotta choose one, do yeh know if any are imbued with magic?"
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Nigel seems pensive for a moment at the news that Miraal is now at peace. He pauses before answering.
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Nigel
"Then it's...truly over.

But of course, I did promise you one sunken treasure, didn't I? Let me see, now...in my scouting I have seen the names of all five ships emblazoned upon their broken hulls, and I believe that within each may be an object of interest. Three of the ships - the Sea Urchin, the Compass Rose and the Golden Gull - all contain chests which I have seen with my own eyes. They're each fairly small, but some of the finest treasures are, too. Upon the Star-Crossed Lover, I witnessed a fine-looking rapier clutched in a skeletal hand, untainted by weeks in the water. And lastly, within the remains of the Vainglory, I saw a deceased figure wearing an elegant cloak, its vivid, unfaded colours creating stark contrast with the surrounding gloom of the wreckage.

In return for putting your lives on the line to bring my mistress peace, I will put mine on the line to retrieve the treasure of your choice. Simply say the word, and I shall be off at once."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Hm, sounds like choosing the rapier or the cloak could benefit one of us, but a chest likely filled with gold and jewels can be split easily between us. Whatdyeh reckon, mates?"
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Cain Vance
Cain gives it a few moments of thought before speaking up, "Who knew choosing a free gift could be so hard. At least with the rapier, we know one of us would make good use of it.", he nods to Storm.

"Either way, I'm more inclined to choose one of the known items. Enchanted gear is quite rare and expensive to come across, so a chest with some gold in it might not be as valuable."
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Govath Forgearm
"The gear would seem the best option. Who knows when we would have enough gold to buy anything like that. Plus we will be getting some pay from our other contracts."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo turns to the Tabaxi and crosses his arms across his chest.
"What say you, Red? Outta all of us yer the one that almost never walked away from there. I reckon yer say means more'n mine."
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Storm of Fire
Storm is caught in deep thought while listening to Nigel talk but snaps to as Ruggo poses the question.

"Oh...uhh...well Nigel. You've been to the each wreck. Were there any bodies among the wreck of the Compass Rose? Or did it seem like the crew made it off the ship before its demise?"
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Storm of Fire
"Oh and...to answer the question of choice. The tiny chests could hold wonders but is certainly a gamble. We know that gear is something that can help us immediately considering our adventures seem to pit us against tough foes. A few of us use Rapiers so that is the safest choice. But sometimes the safest choice is the least exciting..."
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Cain Vance
Cain suddenly remembers where he heard about the Compass Rose. Goes rigid and turns his body to look at what Storm is doing.
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Cain Vance
"Weren't you onboard the Compass Rose? Would you have any idea what sort of people or cargo were on board that would indicate what would be in their storage?"

"Also ... close call, it seems."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"The Compass Rose was your ship?! Aw mate... yeh must've made some friends on the journey from Chult... if it makes yeh feel any better, we avenged them last night."
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Nigel scratches his head a moment before responding to Storm's question.
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Nigel
"Well, there are a lot of bodies floating among the wreckage out there, I'm afraid. Hard to say which may belong to which ship."
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Storm of Fire makes an Intelligence check!
2d20kl1 (9, 3) + 1 = 4
Storm tries to recall his time aboard the Compass Rose and what sort of things the chest may contain. But his thoughts are distracted and stray more towards the crew and people he met on their way to Neverwinter. The group of people he would have been with had he not decided to get off in Leilon.
Dungeon Master
There were plenty of interesting people you briefly brushed shoulders with, but in this moment you're unable to remember if any of them were carrying a chest, or what such a chest might contain.
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Govath Forgearm
"Well seems fate was on your side when you disembarked from the Compass Rose. Shall we vote on which treasure?"
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Cain Vance
"I say we take the rapier, but I'm fine with any treasure."
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Storm of Fire
"This one did spend a few weeks aboard the Compass Rose. I came to know the crew and passengers quite well...performing for them became a common request and nightly routine. It was a good time. I do hope the Captain made it off the ship. Oh and the cook...she was delightful. Oh and that one family with the three small children...and...well...there are too many to name but they were all good people."
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Storm of Fire
"Let us take the rapier. We know it will be put to good use slaying others who are intent on evil."
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Govath Forgearm
"Perhaps you can create a list of names and we can pass it on to the authorities and those who need to be informed back in your homeland can be informed.

And yes, the rapier seems the safest option of what was offered."
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Cain Vance
"Well, that settles it", Cain turns to Nigel, "It looks like we'll be taking the rapier. But, if you happen to see anything else nearby, just grab it. Might as well make the dangerous trip as profitable as possible."
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Nigel
"I'll see what I can do!"
Dungeon Master
The giant crab gives a little nod and then skitters into the water, and you lose sight of him as he dives beneath the surface, leaving you waiting for a few moments upon the beach.
Dungeon Master
When Nigel eventually returns, you see he is badly wounded. One of his legs is limp, and he drags himself along the shore with one claw, the other grasping a fine black-handled rapier, its guard an elegant sphere of interwoven silver bands. He drops it on the sand and speaks, panting.
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Nigel
"I was spotted, (pant, pant) but I managed to grab your requested item and swiftly get away. (pant, pant) I don't suppose any of you possess the ability to help me out with this?"
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He motions toward his wounded leg with one claw, and you can see several places where large teeth have punctured the crustacean's hard exterior.
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Storm of Fire
Storm immediately rushes over and casts a healing spell on Nigel.
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Storm of Fire casts Cure Wounds!
Nigel
Damage: -(1d8 (7) + 4) [magical heal] = -11
Effect
A creature you touch regains a number of hit points equal to 1d8 + your spellcasting ability modifier. This spell has no effect on undead or constructs.
Spell Slots
1 ◉◉◉〇
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Storm of Fire
"There, that should set your leg all new and proper. Like it never happened."
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Storm of Fire
As Storm quickly checks over Nigel's shell to see if there were any other injuries, he inquires about his plan.

"Nigel, now that the half-orc is dead and your mistress has been put to rest, what do you plan on doing now? Miraal cared very much about you and her departing wish was that you may find a new purpose now that she is gone. Do you have any desires or wishes you want to accomplish?

Perhaps you can become the new warden of this Lighthouse, caring for the place you were born in a sense. To be honest, it has crossed this one's thoughts to take over this lighthouse if it is possible. But if you wish to keep it, then it is all yours.

Or perhaps you wish to see the world and experience adventure. You could join us. We are currently working out of Leilon on route to Neverwinter."
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Nigel
"You know, I had never really given any thought to life without Mistress Miraal. After all, elves usually far outlive crabs, so this whole unexpected development has really left me a little lost. I'm not so sure that I have any drive to propel myself into the dangers that adventuring entails. But I suppose caring for the lighthouse should be peaceful enough, assuming no further family of harpies decides to move in. And I do like to stay near the water. Yes, yes, I think that could be a pleasant way to live out the remainder of my days."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"That's the spirit, mate! We'll be checking in on yeh every so often. I reckon we'll be claiming this lighthouse as a home base so to speak. Thankee fer everythin', Nigel. We have some urgent business elsewhere we need teh get to. Take care'o yerself."
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Nigel
"Yes, of course - thank you again for your assistance, travellers, and I look forward to when we next meet! I'll see what I can do about getting the place cleaned up by then. Take care!"
Dungeon Master
He gives his newly healed leg a little test on the ground and, finding it working well again, takes off down the now-slightly-flooded causeway toward the lighthouse.
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Storm of Fire
"Well I suppose that's that."

Storm grabs the newly acquired rapier and hands it over to Govath and then grabs the Matriarch to heads back to Winifred.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Are yeh gonna drag that back all the way to the cart?!"
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Storm of Fire
"Unless we have time for me to work on this here."
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Storm of Fire
"You have your hands free. Try tasting this and see what it is."

Storm hands Ruggo the blue liquid potion he found in the nest and continues onwards.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo takes the vial, pops the cork, sniffs it first, then taps a drop onto his tongue.
Dungeon Master
You feel a pull at both sides of your neck, almost like the skin is trying to split apart. It's not painful, but it is strange. You realize that what you have acquired is a Potion of Water Breathing - a variant which causes temporary gills to form on your neck.
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Govath Forgearm
Inspecting the rapier that Storm has handed to him.

"If no one objects, I believe I can indeed put this to good use."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo replaces the cork. And hands it back to Storm. "This gives yeh gills. Quite a strange experience. If this area wasn't shark infested we could search the wrecks for more treasure with that."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Grabbing the legs of the Matriarch, Ruggo helps Storm carry it back to the ox and cart.
Dungeon Master
It's a pain hauling the bodies up the stairs to the top of the cliff, but the four of you manage. You make your way to the spot where you had tied up Winnifred, and to your relief, the ox, cart, and supplies all appear to be untouched. You do notice, however, that the extra two days added to your journey may require that you purchase some extra food for the beast on your way back to Leilon.
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Storm of Fire
"If we're not in a rush, this one would not say no to attempting the chest in the Compass Rose..."
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Storm of Fire
"But maybe we shouldn't push our luck."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"But that potion only works fer one of us. You'd be goin' alone to face the sharks, and yeh saw the state Nigel came back in."
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Storm of Fire
"If Nigel can make it, surely one of us can too. I would hope we are more resilient than a crab." Storm laughs it off.
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Cain Vance
"We also have an obligation to complete these contracts, of which we're already late for delivering one. We know the Compass Rose is here, we can come back after finishing these two contracts for Leilon?"
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Storm of Fire
"And it would be good to check on Nigel again. Come let us pack up these corpses and be on our way."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"That's true too, mate. One of our jobs is fairly urgent, people waiting on rescue from Orcs."
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Storm of Fire
Storm uses the white sail cloth to wrap the bodies for storage.
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Storm of Fire
"These Harpys will be taken care of whenever we rest next. Do not worry, they won't be coming with us all the way. "
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"S'long as yeh do whatcha need to do before they start stinkin'."
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Cain Vance
Cain prepares the cart and Winefred to continue their journey, gets positioned onto the drivers seat and calls out, "If you're all ready to go, we should probably start heading to the logging camp. No doubt they'll be wondering where their supplies are."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"We're gonna needteh stop in Neverwinter before going into the Wood. This detour has eaten into the Ox's food. Hopefully we can stop in and grab supplies, and head back out onto the road without an overnight in the city."
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Cain Vance
"Sounds like a plan. Besides, I need to fill up on my own survival supplies as well. We should only stay a night in Neverwinter at most, to make up for lost time. It's a big place, so let's be sure to leave early before the traffic builds up at the gate."
Dungeon Master
It takes until early afternoon for you to make your way across the plains back to the High Road. You turn back to the north and continue your trek toward Neverwinter.

Along the way, Govath relaxes in the cart, examining his new rapier. He discovers that it has a simple enchantment on it which improves the wielder's skill while using it.

Ruggo also attempts to find a place to fill everyone's waterskins, and perhaps gather some berries and nuts for the journey.
@scott What you have there is a +1 Rapier

@Wolverbane Go ahead and make a Survival check
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Survival check!
1d20 (13) + 6 = 19
Dungeon Master
Before hitting the High Road, Ruggo manages to find a small area of foliage with a freshwater pond and a good number of berries - those of you with empty waterskins take the time to satiate your thirst there before filling up for the day ahead. Ruggo even manages to snag a couple of small woodland creatures - easy enough to store on the cart for the night's dinner.

You pass a handful of other travellers as you continue north, sharing smalltalk about the strange weather and the tension surrounding the ever-looming threat of a dragon attack. Otherwise, your day is largely uneventful - you pass the Triboar Trail before dark of night, and find another spot along the High Road to set up camp.

Each party member gets: 2 Rations, 3 Water (to a max of 3)
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Cain Vance
"Well, this looks like a decent spot to set up for the night. We should leave quite early so that we can arrive to Neverwinter by nightfall tomorrow."

Cain parks the cart off the road, jumps out. He makes sure everything is secured and prepares the ox with food and water.
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Storm of Fire
Storm rushes to get the camp site ready for the night and then lays out all three harpy corpses to get started.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo prepares the small game he caught earlier.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath makes the usual round to find some fire wood for the night.
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Govath Forgearm makes a Survival check!
1d20 (18) + 1 = 19
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Storm of Fire
Storm maximizes the last of the hours of the day to document the specimens his companions helped him to collect while he eats his nightly meal. With some frustration he tosses aside the offspring, the one he picked out too ruined for his needs. After a few hours he returns to the camp fire.

"Fortunately we no longer need to bring the baby and adult Harpy with us, their usefulness is completed. However the remaining bits for the Matriarch will need to come along. It is late and this one does not have the energy to finish the documentation."

Storm wraps the remaining parts of the Matriarch in the sail she had brought him and laughs at the irony.
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Govath Forgearm
As Storm approaches the campfire, now no longer being engrossed in his work, he hears what seems to be an overly in-depth explanation of the various forging and hammering techniques that are present in the new rapier.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Having listened to Govath's excited description of his new blade, Ruggo sits up upon Storms arrival. A concerned look crosses his weathered Firbolg face.

"I don't think that's wise, Red. We shouldn't keep these corpses with us overnight. They already smell, and predators will be attracted to our camp. I'm afraid I haveteh insist we haul these away a distance and leave 'em."
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Storm of Fire
Stop sighs and gets up.

"Not sure if we will ever see such a creature as this again."

Storm grabs his things and the left overs of the Matriarch to take them away from the campsite again.

"Better to finish this tonight then."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo watches him leave, hoping the Tabaxi's feelings aren't hurt by his insistence on safety. He finishes his meal and lights a cigar then reclines against a boulder.

"I'm gonna try somethin'. Tell me if you see anything strange happen to me." He says to Govath and Cain.
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Govath Forgearm
"Go ahead, I should still have enough time tonight to explain the difference between the forging of a rapier versus that of a long sword or great sword."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo concentrates on the sounds and smells surrounding them, digs his hands into the earth to connect with nature. He casts Primeval Awareness and the others see the pupil of his dark eye expand larger and larger until it fills the iris completely. Shadows on his body grow darker as the light of the fire seems to weaken on his form.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
His eyes close, his body relaxes, and when his eyes open again the pupil is back to normal and the fire casts warm light on him once more.

"I feel we're safe from...unnatural entities for tonight. Now mate continue yer fascinating description of the forging process, please." And he reclines once again smoking.
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Cain Vance
Cain watches the Rowan's performance, and when he returns he says, "Fascinating ... I guess that new eye of yours has given you some sort of power."
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Govath Forgearm
"Is that eye also what made you difficult to see in shadows at the lighthouse?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I reckon the change in my eye colour is linked to my new power but it's not the source of it. Nah, jus' before leaving Leilon couple days ago I completed a ritual ceremony of my people."
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Cain Vance
Sensing he probably won't get a straight answers, again, Cain decides to humour the prompt and ask, "What was the ritual for?"
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Govath Forgearm
"And do all the members of your clan go through the same ceremony?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo seems taken aback by their interest in him, but he has gotten closer to these individuals than most people.

"Not all in my clan choose to do this particular ceremony. There are many paths to choose for a young Firbolg, and once chosen there is no return. I have... hesitated a very long time."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"To answer yer question Cain, the ritual is the final comin'-of-age ceremony for a Firbolg who left the clan."
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Cain Vance
"Ah, in my world we simply hold a huge party. But, why the wait? Afraid of growing up?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
He sits in silence smoking for a few moments before speaking. "Of growin' up? Nah. Of failure... there's an expectation that one who leaves the clan will return with something learned or found to benefit the clan and the Forest. And I haven't returned in ten years because I don't..."
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Govath Forgearm
"What have other firbolgs brought back?"
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Cain Vance
Cain chuckles, "Certainly no Firbolg has ever saved thr world from a White Dragon. And if we fail, we'll likely be dead so ... it's the perfect plan."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Some things brought back for the clan are tangible, weapon technology, new magics, foreign plants and creatures that can be cultivated to flourish in the High Forest. But also, prestige, strategy, alliances."

Turning to Cain, "I left the clan with the weight of all their expectations."
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Cain Vance
"Does your kind typically leave the clan without any plan of what they'll attempt to accomplish? Or do you simply wander until something of interest appears?"

"What happens if you return unsuccessful, or if the clan deems your gift unsatisfactory?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Nothin' would happen if someone returned empty handed. But it would be known..."
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Cain Vance
"Ah ... that's a lot of pressure. What are your plans then? Maybe the White Dragon has a board with something you can bring back?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I have no plan, mate. I've been a leaf in the wind fer ten years and I still have nothin'. At best I'm jus' hopin that choosing a path can lead me to somethin'...worthy."
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Cain Vance
"Well, I'd be surprised if anyone had a guaranteed plan for their life. Don't stress too much about it, who knows what we'll find out there. Besides, there's still a few treasures waiting for us out at the lighthouse wrecks."

"Anyway, we need to be up early tomorrow to make Neverwinter by nightfall, we should pack it in. Who's on watch tonight?"
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I'm used to keeping a watch, I'll volunteer again unless someone's jumpin' for the chance."
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Govath Forgearm
"Ten years is only long if if feels it to the one on the journey. I spent the last quarter century working on my masterpiece. You will find what it is you are to bring back to your clan.

Speaking of what has been a long time. It seems a while since I last took a watch. Wake me for the second one. I will save the nuances of weapon forging for the road tomorrow."

Govath begins to prepare his bedroll for the night.
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Storm of Fire
Storm still continues to work on his Tome of Bones a little longer as Ruggo begins his first watch.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo spends his watch smoking his cigar and eating seeds as a pastime activity.
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Storm of Fire
Finally finishing up his entry, Storm attempts to clean himself from the dirty work of the night.
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Storm of Fire makes an Arcana check!
1d20 (14) + 2 = 16
Storm uses the power of his hat to cast Prestidigation on himself before heading to the camp. Seeing Ruggo up on first watch, he bids him a good night, packs away his things and unfurls his bedroll. Though it is a late hour, he is satisfied with his work.
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes a Perception check!
1d20 (15) + 4 = 19
Dungeon Master
As you sit by the glow of the remaining embers, a pleasant breeze causes the clouds to drift overhead, revealing pockets of stars. You are undisturbed by sight or sound for the duration of your watch, and you wake up Govath when it's his time.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Yer shift now mate. Quiet night. Stars are out so I reckon the mornin' will be clear."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo lays down and goes to sleep
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Govath Forgearm
Govath gets out his pipe and begins his watch.
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Govath Forgearm makes a Perception check!
1d20 (11) + 3 = 14
Dungeon Master
The second watch goes much like the first - quiet, calm, undisturbed.
Calendar of Harptos
11th day of Eleasis (Highsun), 1481
Moon Phase / Season
🌘 Waning Crescent
☀️ Summer
Today's Weather: Coastal, Summer
Weather
☀ Clear
Wind
💨 6 mph (3 m/s), South
Temperature
🌡 High: 70 °F (21 °C) | Low: 63 °F (17 °C)
Dungeon Master
The remaining three of you wake up to a beautiful, clear sky. The day is a little cooler than you've experienced recently, but the sun above you as you walk should keep you plenty warm.
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Ruggo rises with the dawn and packs his gear ready for the road.
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Cain Vance
Cain is up early and is already preparing the cart for the trip.

"Good morning, we should head out soon, eat on the way. At least it's not looking like rain again."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Yeh, eat on the road so we can get to Neverwinter my nightfall. We might be eatin' somethin' we didn't have to cook ourselves tonight."
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Cain Vance
"A proper bed too. It'll be nice to be back inside the walls of a bustling city again. "
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Govath Forgearm
"Sounds like a good course of action. An ale and a tavern would make for a good ending to this day."

Govath tosses his bag in the cart and climbs up beside the drivers seat.
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Storm of Fire
Storm packs up his things and prepares for another day of travel.
Dungeon Master
You decide to take up a quick pace, with minds toward a warm meal and soft bed within the city of Neverwinter. You pass various other travellers making their way to and fro, and are passed by the occasional messenger on horseback, no doubt delivering communications about the evolving situation. Speaking of the situation - as the four of you are walking, enjoying the weather and the scenery, you can't help but notice a winged silhouette enter your peripheral vision, far to the east. Though it's nowhere close to the High Road, you watch it cautiously as it flies in a northwest direction, eventually disappearing out of your sight.
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Cain Vance
"That White Dragon is sure becoming pretty comfortable ... it's only a matter of time before it decides a large city like Neverwinter will be worth the trip."
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Govath Forgearm
"Almost as if it is patrolling. Looking for a weak spot to target first."
Dungeon Master
Supposing there's not much that standing around will do about the situation, you forge on. Morning turns to bright afternoon, and then to evening. Eager to make it to Neverwinter before too late, you stop only to quickly eat some rations and to allow Winnifred to graze.

As the last of the sunlight begins to fade and Cain lights one of Ruggo's torches to see the path ahead of him, you arrive at a fork in the road. The High Road splits here into two smaller roads, one which continues northwest and the other northeast. A large wooden signpost is here, topped by a wooden shield with three snowflakes painted on it. A piece of wood pointing left reads "Protector's Enclave", and one pointing right reads "Arcanist Quarter".
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Govath Forgearm
"Do any of you know which is the proper route to bring us quickly to that tavern?"
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Cain Vance makes an Investigation check!
1d20 (14) + 1 = 15
Cain tries to recall that one trip he took.
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Rowan "Ruggo" Rhododendron makes an Investigation check!
1d20 (19) + 1 = 20
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Cain Vance
"Well, we certainly want to avoid the Arcanist Quarter of the city, especially if we're moving cargo such as this. It's still a bit in development after much of the south eastern portion of Neverwinter was destroyed by a nearby volcano. Plus, it's near the district known as Beggar's Nest ... you'd imagine why we'd want to steer clear of there."

"Let's pass through the Protector's Enclave and see what we can find in terms of lodging and food."
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Cain Vance
Cain steers the cart to the left of the fork.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"There's an inn on the north side of the river called Driftwood Tavern. Fairly nice place. We could reach it goin' through Protector's Enclave."
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Storm of Fire
"That sounds like a good idea. Tomorrow we can do a quick resupply and continue on our way. A few more rations would be good. Though this one would love to explore this city...it's large enough to easily lose a few days exploring."
Dungeon Master
You push on, taking the left path toward the Protector's Enclave, and before long you can faintly make out the walls of the city in the distance. Hungry and tired, but in the final stretch at last, you pick up the pace - only to be brought to a pause shortly afterward by the sight of a chaotic scene outside the gate.

Dozens of torches light the scene, most held by armoured men and women who appear to be part of the city guard, but some by curious civilian onlookers. As you move in closer, you can see that a huge portion of the ground and wall outside the gate are covered in a thick layer of ice. You see a pair of guards toss a large canvas sack over what appears to be a corpse, frozen in standing position. They then pick up the body and load it onto a wagon, on which you see a handful more canvas sacks.

Near the scene, you see an overturned wagon, its contents strewn across the ground. Several large stones surround it, at the end of shallow trenches of upturned dirt. Glancing up at the city wall as you move in closer, you notice several catapults lining the top, and ascertain that they are the likely source of the scattered ammunition.

You take all of this in as you slowly and cautiously draw nearer to the gate. Just beside it, a crowd of civilians has gathered, and they seem to be asking questions of a heavily-armoured woman with greying hair, stern eyes, and several scars upon her weathered face.
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Storm of Fire
"It appears our foe Cryovain made an appearance here. That's a bold move attacking a massive city such as this..."
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Storm of Fire
Storm heads over to the crowd to over hear the conversation and the questions being thrown at guard woman.
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Storm of Fire makes a Perception check!
1d20 (20) + 5 = 25
Dungeon Master
As you draw close and listen in, you hear one male voice shout over the murmur of the crowd.

"I thought the Guard claimed that we had nothing to fear from the dragon! That a young dragon wouldn't dare attack a city as well-defended as Neverwinter! I have a home and family near this very wall - what is being done to protect us?"
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General Sabine
"Calm yourselves, the lot of you! Though the creature has more hubris than we imagined, may I remind you that at no point did it pass the city wall? The cowardly beast merely attacked an undefended caravan, and was quickly driven off by our defences. Though the fate of these merchants is unfortunate, nothing has transpired here to merit shaking your confidence in Neverwinter's protection. The best thing for you and your families to do is go home and allow the Guard to finish our investigation."
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Govath Forgearm
Govath, waiting with the cart for Storm to return, scans the skyline not wanting another close call with the dragon, just yet.
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Govath Forgearm makes a Perception check!
1d20 (3) + 3 = 6
Dungeon Master
You scan the dark, clear sky above, but no dragon - or any other flying creature - catches your eye.
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Govath Forgearm
Govath leans back and closes his eyes, feeling better, now knowing the dragon is no where near.
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Storm of Fire
Storm pushes his way to the guards woman in charge.

"How long ago was the attack? This one is passing through the area on business with the Lances of Leilon in regards to the white dragon. Any information regarding it would be useful. Did it act alone? Which direction did it come from and which did it fly off to? Has this been the first sighting of it in this region?"

Storm takes a breath of a ramble of questions.
Correction; "...after a ramble of questions." (Mobile autocorrect doing good work).
@Ostil, make a Persuasion check
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Storm of Fire makes a Persuasion check!
1d20 (13) + 6 = 19
Dungeon Master
The guardswoman lets out a sigh, but turns her attention toward you and shouts loud enough to address the entire crowd.
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General Sabine
"Contrary to popular belief, I have more important things to attend to than answering the same questions time and time again. So I will recount the details but one more time, and then I must insist you all carry on and allow the Guard to finish our work.

About mid-afternoon, a white dragon was spotted approaching Neverwinter from the southeast. Our artillerists were quick to take up their stations in response to the report, and a barrage began as soon as the creature was in range. Unfortunately, a merchant caravan had just left the gate, and the beast pulling their wagon must have proven too tempting a morsel for the dragon to resist. Though they attempted to turn back upon hearing the creature's roar, they had no hope of outrunning the threat. It froze them in place, grabbed the beast of burden, and fled the catapults' attack, heading east. All of this information has been reported by several eye-witnesses among the guards stationed on the city wall. We have spent the evening ensuring we have all the facts, that we might continue to provide unmatched protection for the citizens of Neverwinter. Now that the ice has receded, immediate restoration measures have begun.

Now then, if you'll excuse me..."
Dungeon Master
Before an answer can be given, she turns and begins walking away, and several guards step between her and the crowd to prevent anyone following.
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Storm of Fire
Storm heads back to the group and conveys the information to them.

"...so in the end, it seems as though Cryovain is becoming more bold. To risk attacking a caravan while under catapult fire..."

He thinks a moment and adds; "Or maybe it's desperate. It would be wild if something worse was driving Cryovain out if it's normal feeding grounds enough to make him attack Neverwinter."
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Storm of Fire
"It is late though and the Guards appear busy. We will likely not gain much from inquiring about this attack further. It flew East from here so let's keep that in mind."

Storm turns to Cain. "Maybe you should look at the frozen caravan that was attacked. Might be someone you know from your line of work."
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Cain Vance
"Maybe ... " Cain says, while snapping the reins to get the cart slowly moving through the crowd, towards the gate. Whenever they're nearest to the merchant cart, he gives a brief sideways look to see if he recognizes it.
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Cain Vance makes a Perception check!
1d20 (16) + 4 = 20
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Cain Vance
After a brief moment, Cain kicks up the reigns to speed the cart up towards the gate.
Dungeon Master
As you navigate the cart through Neverwinter's gate, you are struck by the sheer size of the city. The walls and buildings seem to go on forever in every direction, and even at this late hour, several people are wandering to and fro through the well-lit, winding streets. Ruggo takes the lead, guiding straight forward down a wide road toward what appears to be a massive castle in the distance, surrounded by a high wall. You can't help but notice that several of the towers seem to have collapsed and much of the structure looks in disrepair.

After passing countless residences and businesses, you find yourselves approaching the Neverwinter River itself, wide and fast-flowing. Ahead of you is a huge bridge connecting the south and north halves of the city. Ruggo leads you in this direction, explaining that the Driftwood Tavern is located along the north side of the mouth of the river, in the quarter of the city known as the Blacklake District. The bridge itself is wide enough for several carts to travel back-and-forth at once, and is lit by tall lanterns along both edges, casting light upon the various citizens who call Neverwinter their home. You see people of every shape, size and colour here - Storm even notices a couple of Tabaxi as you reach the far side of the bridge, just outside the walls of the massive castle.
Dungeon Master
Ruggo guides you left, and you lead the cart down a road which actually winds outside of the city wall, down to the riverbank. It seems a portion of the city has spilled out here, as you see several businesses and taverns lining the water by the various docks. Eventually, you come to a large building with a short set of stairs leading to the main door. Hanging beside it is a wooden impression of a ship, beneath which is a painted banner reading 'The Driftwood Tavern', and beneath this there is an oversized decorative barrel. To the left you see a small path leading behind the building, where you can hear the sound of animals out of your sight.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan who had transformed back into his human form before entering the city, sweeps his hand up to the sign. "Here we are, The Driftwood. But of an upscale establishment if yeh ask me, but good food and comfortable forsure."
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Cain Vance
"Well, it certainly looks like a decent place to stay for the night.", Cain slows the cart down and lets everyone get out.

"It seems there's a stable around back, I'll park it out there and see about getting the Tavern to care for it. I'll meet you all inside."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Mate, this is the kinda place that takes yer ox-and-cart at the door. I believe they call it... valeh?"
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Govath Forgearm
Govath gets off of the cart, and stretching from the long cart ride cracks his back.

"A valet you say? Govath looks left and right for someone to take the cart. Well I for one do not feel like waiting."

Govath takes the steps up to the door and enters the tavern.
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Cain Vance
Cain jumps off the cart and takes Winifred by the reigns. He looks around for anyone who looks to be acting as a valet for the tavern.
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Cain Vance makes a Perception check!
1d20 (16) + 4 = 20
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Storm of Fire
Storm hops and follows Govath inside the Driftwood.
Dungeon Master
Not spotting anybody in his immediate surroundings, Cain guides the cart a little down the path behind the building as the rest of you venture inside. Behind the tavern is a stable, well-populated with horses and other oxen, and lining a fence are several wagons and carts parked by other patrons. A young stablehand takes notice of Cain and comes to help unyoke Winnifred, while informing him that the cost of lodging an animal is 'one dragon a night', settled upon the beast's retrieval. Being familiar with many cities' currency names from his past occupation, Cain understands this to mean one gold piece. With the matter settled, he heads inside to join the others.

The Driftwood Tavern is an interesting establishment. The moment you each enter, you are taken back by the wide lobby, the walls of which are lined with statues, paintings and display-cases filled with pieces of Neverwinter's history. Indeed, even as you pass this area into what appears to be the main hall (a room that could easily engulf both of Leilon's taverns at once), you notice that littered between the tables and chairs are many more artifacts - glass cases containing suits of armour, preserved documents, tools, instruments, crests and knickknacks. Winding between all these obstacles are several individuals carrying food and drink to eager patrons seated at tables of all shapes and sizes. You appear to have found some cross between a tavern and a museum.

Though the place is much larger than The Orc's Tusks, it is far less crowded. As you scan the room, you see that several tables are available, some near the multiple hearths that line the walls. The occupants of the filled ones appear to be a mix of city guards and decently-dressed citizens. On one end of the hall is a long bar, behind which you see a door that undoubtedly leads to the kitchen. On the other end, a wide staircase rises to a second floor. Soft music fills the building, though you see neither stage nor bard.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan enters the tavern, scanning the room for someone.

"Now if yeh have any questions 'bout Neverwinter at all best person teh ask is Madame Rosene. She should be around here somewhere..."
Dungeon Master
As you scan the hall, you see in the distance the figure which you seek. An older female human, hair long and white, dressed in an elegant green dress and adorned with a long, gold necklace, stands near a display case containing a grey cloak. She is currently speaking to a purple-skinned male tiefling, frequently motioning toward the glass case beside them.
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Ah she's busy, no worries. Let's grab a table fellas."
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Cain Vance
Cain enters the Tavern and is impressed by the quality of the establishment. He spots the others and joins the others.

"Quite the taste you have Rowan. Anyway, Winnifred is all packed for the night, the valet said it'll be a gold piece for the night. I'll cover it on my Inn tab and get reimbursed with the contract payout."

"Lead the way Rowan."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan guides the group to one of the tables by a hearth.
Dungeon Master
Shortly after taking seats at a square table by the hearth, a young, female half-elf approaches the four of you, a gentle smile upon her face.
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Faeyana
"Good evening, and welcome to the Driftwood Tavern - my name is Faeyana. Is this your first visit? Forgive my forwardness, but it appears from your faces and the lateness of your arrival that you have travelled long to get here."
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Govath Forgearm
"Can not speak for those two, but it is at a least our gesturing to Storm first time here. It is a fine establishment, many interesting items you have on display. What is the story behind them, and more importantly what is the special for dinner this evening?"
Dungeon Master
Faeyana gestures toward the woman in green as she responds.
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Faeyana
"Ah, then may I extend you warm welcome. The owner of this establishment, Madam Rosene, is passionately knowledgeable about our city's history, and has accumulated many artifacts over her years running this tavern. I confess there is little I could tell you of any of it, for my family moved to Neverwinter only recently. However, she is more than happy to answer any questions about any of the exhibits which may catch your eye, so long as you are a paying customer.

Speaking of which, the Driftwood offers a deal on food and board, if you're interested. Our current dinner and breakfast specials, along with a room for the night, are provided, for the price of three dragons a person - and we throw in a glass of our very own Driftwood wine with the dinner, if it pleases you. Tonight's special is a boar stew, served with bread and cheese, and tomorrow's breakfast is an egg, cheese and potato blend that I'm sure you'll find quite enjoyable."
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Storm of Fire
Storm isn't paying much attention but rather is looking all around the tavern from the table as Faeyana makes her introductions. However his attention snaps back at the mention of pricing.

"Ah that sounds delightful. However, what could one get for say...3 silver?"
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Cain Vance
Cain laughs, "He's still getting accustomed to our currency here. I think we all could do with that special after the trip we just completed."
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Storm of Fire
Storm begins running the numbers through his head, calculating how much money he can make with some quick Bardic performance. He also tries to pinpoint the source of the music playing.
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Storm of Fire makes a Perception check!
1d20 (17) + 5 = 22
Dungeon Master
Faeyana looks a little confused, slightly flustered even.
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Faeyana
"Well, uhm, for three bults, we could give you the bread and cheese, but I'm afraid that won't cover lodgings for the night."
Dungeon Master
As you attempt to discern the source of the music, your ears lead your eyes to a large wooden statue of a birdlike humanoid with arms instead of wings, one of which is crossed over its chest as it stands with mouth open. The music seems to be emanating from within, somehow loud enough to fill the hall, but gentle enough not to disturb those sitting near it.
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Storm of Fire
"Oh. Yes. It's a merchant joke from my lands. We give an unrealistic low price to see what the seller will say." Pointing to the music bird, Storm inquires about the tavern music. "Your device there is quite wonderous, playing music like that. Would the good Madame Rosene have any objection if this one performs a little tonight?" Storm pats his Lute case.
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Faeyana
"Oh! My apologies for not understanding - I shall have to keep it in mind in case future guests tell the same joke.

I know that Madam Rosene has allowed other bards to perform here in the Driftwood on other evenings - I'll go inform her of your desire and I'm sure she'll be right over as soon as she can. In the meantime, shall I assume all four of you will partake in the food-and-lodging combination?"
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Govath Forgearm
"The food and lodgings deal will do nicely for us all."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"Yes ma'am."
Dungeon Master
She gives a nod, and you watch her head toward Madam Rosene, speaking with her briefly before heading to the kitchen. A moment passes before you see the tiefling give the proprietor a small bow, and then head toward the door. The woman then approaches your table, movement suggesting more youthful energy than her hair and complexion lead you to suspect. When she speaks, her voice carries graceful confidence.
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Madam Rosene
"Welcome, my dears! I hope that you are enjoying your time in the Driftwood Tavern thus far!

(Turning to Storm, she continues) Faeyana has informed me that you wish to perform here. Tell me, darling - what is your rate?"
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Storm of Fire
Storm eyes the Tiefling heading out the door. Was he just curious about the display or was it a negotiation of sorts?
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Storm of Fire makes a Perception check!
1d20 (2) + 5 = 7
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Storm of Fire makes an Insight check!
1d20 (15) + 3 = 18
If Insight is more appropriate.
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Storm of Fire
"Sul'deni Madam Rosene. Your establishment is incredible, the best one this one has seen thus far on his travels across the Sword Coast. You have a very unique sense of decor, it's quite mystifying. I am known as the bard Red Eyes from my homeland across the seas on the isles of Chult. I usually perform for commission or tips from the patrons though if you desire to hire me for the night I will gladly work for a stay at your fabulous inn."
Dungeon Master
You eye the tiefling as he leaves the establishment. He's well-dressed, has long black hair slicked back, and carries a rapier by his side. As far as you were able to tell, he was simply an interested patron, taking up Madam Rosene's open offer for information on her exhibits.
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Madam Rosene
"Well, that is flattering praise, to be sure! It's an incredible blessing that this place survived the eruption - some of the treasures I have collected are irreplaceable, and it pains me to imagine this city's incredible history forgotten among wreckage.

Now, you say you'll play for board, will you? That's more generous than most of the puffed-up travelling musicians we've had through here. We'll make it lodging and food, and of course you're still welcome to take any tips you receive - though you've missed the evening rush by a fair margin, so I'm not sure how much you'll be able to round up tonight. If you prove good enough, though, perhaps I'll commission you to add some songs to our kenku friend. Let me know when you want me to shut him up so you can get started."
Dungeon Master
As she says this last bit, she indicates toward the wooden avian statue in the corner of the hall.
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Storm of Fire
"Well now is as good a time then ever! And for food and lodging...well, this one will put on his best performance a Tabaxi can muster..."and mutters.."after a long journey of course."
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Madam Rosene
"I have heard tales of Chult and met my fair share of travellers from there, but I do believe this will be the first musical performance. I look forward to what will no doubt be an enlightening experience!"
Dungeon Master
She gives you a little wink, and then walks over to the statue. After a moment, the music filling the hall ceases.
Dungeon Master
Several patrons take notice of the new silence, and begin looking around the tavern with a low murmur to see what merited the change of ambience.
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Storm of Fire
*Storm prepares his Lute, tunes a few notes and adjusts his cloak and hat. Once Madam Rosene deactivated the musical Kenku statue, he sets to doing what he does best. Not one to have stage fright, he begins to wander between the tables and patrons to tell the tale of a Lighthouse surrounded by a raging storm. A maiden trapped inside, waiting for her true love to return from sea.
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Storm of Fire makes a Performance check!
1d20 (13) + 8 = 21
Storm performs for the next little while, hoping to make a good impression.
Dungeon Master
As Storm performs his song, Faeyana returns to the table with servings of stew, bread, cheese and wine for all four of you.

"Your friend is quite good!" she says. "I imagine he would be quite popular if he returned to perform during busier hours."

The song comes to an end, and the hall is filled with gentle applause and impressed looks. A handful of patrons approach Storm and grant him friendly compliments, simultaneously dropping coins into his lute case. You all can't help but notice that it's silver pieces being dropped here, rather than the pocketful of copper Storm often received at The Orc's Tusks. One group of city guards even stops by on their way out, dropping in a gold piece. When all is said and done, the lute case contains one gold and thirteen silver pieces.

Madame Rosene, who took in the performance leaning on the bar near the kenku statue, makes eye-contact and gives Storm a thumbs-up, before somehow reactivating the artifact's music, which once again fills the room as the four of you eat your dinner.
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Storm of Fire
Storm bows to the patrons of the tavern and collects his earnings. He sits at the table, ready to refresh himself with the food Faeyana had brought.

"Well that went well. Maybe I should spend some more time in this city after these contracts making some easy coin to fund more adventures."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan finishing the last of his stew says, "We could certin'ly come back here for jobs. There's plenty of work in a city this big, and as we've seen they have a dragon problem now too."
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Govath Forgearm
"If the jobs become scarce in Leilon, or some unfortune befalls them, I could see spending some time here. I think I will look at the various artifacts in this place before heading to the room. Anyone else care to peruse?"

Govath stands up, waiting for a reply before leaving, and begins to look at each of the glass cases throughout the room, keeping an eye open for any people playing cards or dice.
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Cain Vance
"I agree. Leilon remains a temporary stop off for me personally, though our involvement with solving this White Dragon issue has us committed for the time being. It would be nice to see what Neverwinter has to offer in the future."

Cain finishes his last bite, stands up and says, "I'll join you."
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Storm of Fire
Storm gets up and joins Govath and Cain in perusing the display cases.

"Artifacts and trinkets interest this one. It is fun to imagine and learn what lore these things hold within."
Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan remains at the table so they don't lose the spot. He orders another flagon of ale and sips it while people watching.
Dungeon Master
As the three of you peruse the various displays scattered throughout the tavern, you each find exhibits of particular interest.

Govath finds an exhibit labelled 'The City of Skilled Hands', which talks about Neverwinter's reputation for cultivating some of the most skilled craftsmen and craftswomen in the Sword Coast. In addition to the famous city gardens, which are in bloom all year round, Neverwinter's workers are famous for devising and crafting the catapults which line the city walls, intricate clockwork devices and beautiful, multi-coloured glass lanterns. Scale models of the catapults, preserved diagrams and blueprints, and some examples of clockwork mechanisms and beautifully crafted glass fill display cases in one portion of the room.

Cain, on the other hand, finds himself viewing an exhibit of strange objects recovered and preserved from a cataclysmic, world-changing event known as the 'Spellplague', which occurred centuries ago. Apparently, this was a decade of chaos, where magic ceased to work predictably and the very fabric of reality was altered as a result. The display cases for this exhibit contain frozen blue flames, strange materials that can't quite be placed, and objects with symbols engraved on them from languages no scholar or spell has ever managed to translate. A piece of parchment fixed to the wall explains that very little is known for sure about this short period of history, but many theories have been proposed.
Dungeon Master
Storm finds himself enjoying a display case containing several very colourful, intricate robes, inlaid with patterns of stars, moons, plants, creatures, and abstract designs. These apparently belonged to a group of wizards known collectively as the 'Many-Starred Cloak', who held the majority of political power prior to the Spellplague. Apparently, the exhibit claims, the wizards and their tower headquarters, known as 'Cloak Tower', completely disappeared from the city during the Spellplague. Six months after its conclusion, the tower itself suddenly reappeared, but all that remained of the wizards were these cloaks.

As Ruggo peruses the few patrons remaining in the tavern, nothing of particular interest catches his eye. The number continues to thin as time moves well into the night, some moving upstairs to their rooms, others leaving through the front door, presumably to head to their homes.
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Cain Vance
After a little bit of taking in the artifacts, Cain returns to the table and waits for the others before saying, "The history of this Spellplague is an interesting one it seems. After our experience in Gnomengarde, I can't imagine a world where chaos magic ruled ..."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
"I would reckon in that kinda world the best policy is not to attempt magic at all. Lest yeh blow off yer hand er somethin'."
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Storm of Fire
Storm contemplates the story of the Cloak Tower and it's mysteries.

"The Thalivar Tower is just as strange as this Cloak Tower. Maybe Leilon had its own little Spellplague mishap with its disappearing wizard."
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Storm of Fire
"Though the stories told of Thalivar doesn't talk about the tower itself disappearing, the wizard himself certainly has and left behind some deep secrets. This land is full of wonders it seems. This one is enjoying the Sword Coast so far."
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Govath Forgearm
"Very interesting many possible things to learn while here." You hear Govath mumbling to himself as he sits back down at the table. "There is some beautifully formed glasswork being done here. If we do return, I might have to spend some time learning some of these techniques."
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Storm of Fire
"Neverwinter is very impressive. It seems there's a bit of history for each of us." Storm laughs as he settles back at the table. He looks around for Madam Rosene.

"Perhaps this one will ask the Madam for a little guided tour of her collection if it's not too late, just like that Teifling."
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Rowan “Ruggo” Rhododendron
Rowan stretches and rocks back on his chair. "So the plan fer t'morrow then. We can prolly pay the stable here fer enough feed to last our ox. I suggest we leave before first light."
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Storm of Fire
"Probably for the best. If we stay too long, this one may never leave at all. Tomorrow morning it is."
Dungeon Master
You finish enjoying your warm meals and Driftwood wine, and then, conscious of the late hour and the long journey ahead, you retire to your rooms. Faeyana leads you up the stairs and down a hallway, pointing out four rooms, two on either side, across from each other. After your stays at the Sword of Leilon, the Driftwood Tavern's rooms feel luxuriously large, and the comfortable, wide beds are welcome after your long day. It takes no time at all for you to drift into a deep sleep.
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