Monday, August 29, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
So of course Grima's first order of business was to scrounge for lost spells. While he did that, the wary Warrior-Adept Zhelos watched their flanks and the stairs leading further up. Meanwhile Kasefeh and Ghurag checked out the name-giver, who turned out to be an Ork from Kaer Jherall. Grima found a scroll-case, while Zhelos found glowing eyes looking back at him from further up the stairs. He maintained his watch of the stairs while cautioning Grima to be mindful of the likely-hood of brain-eating slugs hidden in that kind of treasure. Despite his prescience, and some precautions by Grima, chaos ensued as Grima opened the case, had to fight off one slug and then two more used their horror-magic to gain surprise and attack the group. Eventually, they were destroyed but not before they nearly killed poor Ghurag by latching on to his brain.
This posed a problem, since they did not relish the thought of being preyed upon by the Wyvern while making there way across the open scrub lands. They could hardly hide here forever though and did not want to lead it straight back to their Kaer either.
So they instead made their way to the reopened shrine of Erendis, passion of Civic Duty, Community Spirit and Order. It was guarded by Ork mercenaries and the door was minded by some thin-haired bureaucrat minding the desk. He gave them a number, then made them wait. While they cooled their heels, Egron (a Questor of Erendis!) and his younger sister, both senior Adepts from the Kaer walked out past them. Grima tried to strike up conversation with the Nethermancer, but she brushed him off. Right then, the desk-jockey called out '17' and they had to hurry in or lose their turn!
There, on a lowered level of the complex, they found a disturbing sight: Twenty name-givers, of different ages and races, and all from the Kaer, were walking in a circle around a large pool of water and carrying buckets. At one side, they would fill the bucket, at the other, they would empty it. This went on and on and it looked like they were all near-dead from exhaustion.
Ghurag barged in, grabbed one of the buckets, and found him magically bound to take the place of the previous name-giver, who was now collapsed but alive on the floor. Khasefeh followed suit. So the Zhelos (edit: credit now applied where due!) decided to grab some bolts of cloth (looted from atop the tower, earlier) and with his hands full barged into the ring of water bearers. He disrupted the cycle while Grima used his Adept-Magic to impersonate Egron and lead the lot of them out to freedom. They saw Egron and his sister returning but Kryssis used his spells to divert their attention, then.... they ran for it!
So. Somewhere out there is a doppelganger of one of the Kaer-explorers, which is also the doppelganger of a Wyvern and who knows what else. That explorer may or may not have been betrayed by another member of his expedition and now one of the Kaer elders and another senior Adept are in charge of quite disturbing thing going on out here in the countryside. Also, exploring on behalf of the Kaer seems quite hazardous, not least if you are an Ork.... And many of the explorers are now out to find teachers and advance in their Adept Disciplines.