XP
Hakeem, Barbarian LEVEL 15 XP 1000+188,263=189263/195,000
Thuruar, Cleric LEVEL 14 XP 1000+144,186=145186/165,000
Shieldbiter, Dragonborn Barbarian LEVEL 13 XP 122158/140,000
Birth of Hakeem's son Hassan
Ana Bronze brings word from Lord Bronze of Hara & prisoner, Black Sun priestess Megaera Lorvas
5:51pm 2016-8-03 Smon Has entered the room
5:55pm 2016-8-03 chris107 Has entered the room
chris107: Hiya Simon
Smon: Hi Chris!
chris107: How was your break?
Smon: Busy!
chris107: Arrgghh! No rest for the wicked
Smon: Being Programme Leader is a bit stressful & it never seems to stop... need to relax a bit the next few weeks.
chris107: A few weeks left I guess?
Smon: Had a great day hiking Richmond Park w Bill, we've only been back 20 minutes.
Smon: My vacation officially starts Friday & runs to 24th August.
chris107: Gosh! It is a lovely park.
Smon: Working tomorrow then off.
chris107: Oh nice one. Time to relax.
Smon: (except 1 day in mid August for emergency meetings...)
chris107: Is the DESTROYER joining us this evening?
Smon: Need to finish game tonight just after 9pm so I can get to pool before it shuts, hope Kjato is here soon.
Smon: Bill will log in if there's fighting afoot
chris107: I spoke with him yesterday, he said he was looking forward to the game.
Smon: He's watching Youtube currently,
chris107: hehe
Smon: ok I'll tell him you're here.
chris107: We'll try and kill something soon then.
Smon: He says he'll wait for fighting.
6:03pm 2016-8-03 Kjato Ragfoot Has entered the room
Kjato Ragfoot: Hello!
Smon: Hi Kjato!
Smon: GM: 7/10/4446 It is start of the Rainy Season, and lightning storms rage around the village of Thusia as Malene of Mitra labours to deliver her child.
chris107: (Hakeem prepares to name the child)
Smon: GM: In Lady Meda's Hall, Thuruar is aiding Meda with the delivery. In Altanian custom Hakeem would be kept well away from the birth-room, but Malenn has requested him present, gripping his strong hand as her labour enters its second day.
chris107: ewwwwww
chris107: Mighty Hakeem's legs go to jelly
chris107: But he breaths deeply and thinks of the child and his beloved Malenn.
Smon: Perhaps Hakeem's greatest test... And perhaps it is a relief when Weaponmaster Damne enters the birthing room. Damne bows to Hakeem: "My Lord, an emissary has arrived from the north - from Hara. She seeks an audience."
chris107: "Bondorr, Mitra, Athena. Keep this child safe. Take me first."
chris107: "Oh drat! Sorry Maleen I have to go. Push-push..." Hakeem gratefully slips out
chris107: (Perhaps Thur had better join me. Hakeem isn't much of a diplomat)
Smon: Malenn smiles and nods, releasing Hakeem's hand.
Smon: Meda nods to Thuruar. "Go with Hakeem."
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar will leave with Hakeem.
Smon: Damne escorts you out into the main Hall, where two of Damne's amazon guards flank a curvaceous blonde noblewoman clad in silk and gems. She looks familiar to Hakeem.
Smon: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhInvctvMjACKSmf_GKba4NtzeM77bDaxAKdr4osRwuI74DcDEL7-kTGWhEiz6wCVruQm_grJJ7MA7OVobMRw_rJUz5yRTauQBsAdy7e_bBYvb812Dnfz24GeEOHx2X7YaLpfTDoYDwhjM/s200/Lady+Anna+Bronze.jpg
chris107: Lady Brass?
Smon: The blonde falls to her knee before Hakeem, eyes downcast. "My Lord."
chris107: She had a fling with one of the other Barbarians
chris107: Lady Bronze!
Smon: She looks to Thuruar. "I am the Lady Anna Bronze of Hara. I knew Bjornalf, companion to Lord Hakeem..."
chris107: "My Lady. How fairs life in the North?"
Kjato Ragfoot: Nice to meet you.
Smon: Lady Bronze rises. "I am sent as Emissary by my brother, the Lord Namelin, master of Hara. He wishes to pledge his allegiance. Our allegiance."
Smon: Anna looks nervous. "He sends gifts as tokens of his loyalty - gold..."
Smon: One of the Amazons produces a sizable bag of coin.
chris107: (Hehe Thur you want to deal with this? H is too generous and we need all the pennies we can get!)
Smon: "...And a Red Priestess of the Black Sun, to do with as you will."
chris107: (Deffinatly Thuruars department)
Smon: Damne nods, and two Amazons drag in a heavily trussed and chained female figure.
Kjato Ragfoot: (Hakeem, you are a lord now and accepting gifts is part of your duties. You have to learn that. I will gladly advise you, though)
Smon: http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/102/c/1/the_red_priestess_by_megaween-d7e3w88.jpg
Smon: Anna: "Her name is Megaera Lorvas, sister to the Necromancer Tal Lorvas who you slew. My brother warns that she has sinister magics, but knows much of the Black Sun."
chris107: "I thank you for your kind gifts. They will help the war effort against the Nerathi greatly as will your closer friendship and support."
Smon: The gagged and chained priestess glares at Lady Bronze.
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar stubs Hakeem.
Kjato Ragfoot: We fight against the Black Sun, not against the Nerathi.
Kjato Ragfoot: Any Nerathi who is willing to aid is against the Black Sun, is a welcome ally, of course.
chris107: H stutters slightly.
Smon: Anna nods to Thuruar. "I understand."
chris107: "Forgive me my lady. I am but an uncouth Barbarian. As his hiliness, lord Thuruar points out. It is the Black Sun, not the Nerathi people who are our enemies."
Smon: Anna: "My brother wishes to make it clear that not all Nerathi serve Neo-Nerath and the Black Sun. That Altani and Nerathi can live in peace, as in the olden times. I am gladdened by your words."
Kjato Ragfoot: But, that was enough talk. You must be tired from your journey. Let the servants show you your quarters, so that you can prepare for the feast later the evening. I am rather sure that there will be a big one today.
Smon: Anna nods. "Thank you...." Damne: "What do we do with the prisoner? She is dangerous..."
chris107: "Lady Meda will know what to do. with her."
chris107: (Well it looks like the united tribes haven't sacked Hara in our absense)
Kjato Ragfoot: I would suggest we burn her on a pyre, right away.
chris107: hehe
Smon: Damne nods to the guards: "For now put her in the gaol. Ensure she remains bound and cannot speak." At this moment from the birth-room there comes the sound of a child's cry!
chris107: Kjato?! The summer break has made you blood thirsty!
chris107:
Kjato Ragfoot: Oh. And blindfold her for good measure.
Smon: (You slit the throat of the last Red Priestess)
chris107: Hakeem pales visibly and runs towards the birth room.
chris107: "Malenn! I'm coming!"
Smon: As the guards usher out Anna & the priestess to their respective destinations, Hakeem bursts into the birth room to see a very tired Malenn cradle the newborn babe - he quietens at the breast.
Kjato Ragfoot: Oh. And strip her naked and remove any amulets. I trust those red priestesses about as far as I can throw a barn against a storm.
Smon: A big fellow by the look of him. Malenn looks up, utterly exhausted but happy: "Hakeem! Our son."
chris107: Hakeem's grin is even wider than usual as he goes to wrap both in his huge arms.
Smon: Damne nods to Thuruar: "As you command."
chris107: Tears streaming down his rough cheeks.
chris107: "I name him Hassan. Hassan Greywolf. Hassan Hakeemson!"
chris107: "Bondor, Mitra and Athena bless you!"
Smon: Meda: "The child is tired, but seems healthy. Lady Malenn you should rest now." Malenn smiles down at little Hassan.
Kjato Ragfoot: Once the red priestess is taken care of, Thuruar will hurry after Hakeem.
chris107: "Now we must take him to the Midnight Godess Hills and leave him there for seven days...." He trails off seeing the look in Malenn's eye no doubt
Kjato Ragfoot: Congratulations on your firstborn, Hakeem and Malenn! My Athena bless him!
Smon: Meda smiles slightly at Hakeem's benison. "And may the One God bless you, my child."
Kjato Ragfoot: May
chris107: "My lady Meda! Of course, how rude. I hope that you and Thuruar will act as the childs God Parents?"
Smon: Malenn looks up at Hakeem, glares, then suspects he might not be entirely serious and smiles.
Smon: Meda nods to Hakeem, smiling. "I would be honoured."
chris107: (Hakeem soundly kisses his lovely wife and is already thinking about the next things he can kill)
Kjato Ragfoot: Of course Hakeem, gladly.
Kjato Ragfoot: But for now, we should send some soup and water for Malenn and let her and the boy rest.
Smon: Hakeem enjoys a kiss with the mother of his child, then Meda ushers the menfolk out so Malenn can rest and nurse, attended by a maid.
chris107: He is visibly moved by the whole thing and delighted that Lady Meda and Lord Thuruar will be god parents
chris107: (That is one safe child!)
6:37pm 2016-8-03 DESTROYERBILL Has entered the room
DESTROYERBILL: hay
chris107: Hey DESTROYERBILL!
Smon: A little time later, the Hall is readied for the evening meal. Hakeem Thuruar & Meda sit at the top table, along with the greatest of the war-captains in attendance, including SHIELDBITER the mighty Dragonborn and Artemisia the amazon queen.
chris107: Long time no see. How are you keeping?
DESTROYERBILL: nice to hear from you
DESTROYERBILL: cris
Kjato Ragfoot: (And our guest of honour, Lady Bronze9
chris107: Hakeem is in very jolly spirits. Even though he hasn't killed anything in an age.
Kjato Ragfoot: Hello Bill!
chris107: Nice to hear from you again Bill too.
DESTROYERBILL: hello
DESTROYERBILL: shildbiter is bored
Smon: Lady Bronze enters the Hall, accompanied by a pair of nervous looking Nerathi warriors, her escort from Hara. Her men go to the lower tables while Ana is escorted to the top table.
chris107: Hakeem raises to his feet and greets them all warmly.
DESTROYERBILL: hello
chris107: Warriors included.
Smon: The blonde noblewoman Lady Ana Bronze looks resplendent in a dress of white silk. She nods to Artemisia, Shieldbiter and the other captains.
chris107: "Soon we shall be brothers in arms! We shall defeat the Black Sun together!"
Smon: There is a great cheer as Hakeem addresses the Hall. "Hakeem! Hakeem! Hakeem!"
Smon: Altanians and Amazons raise swords, pounding the floor.
chris107: Hakeem raises the hands off all those who made the victory possible.
DESTROYERBILL: Sun of hakeem has a noble blood
chris107: Hakeem raises the hands off all those who made the victory possible.
DESTROYERBILL: Sun of hakeem has a noble blood
chris107: Hakeem raises the hands off all those who made the victory possible.
DESTROYERBILL: Sun of hakeem has a noble blood
chris107: Hakeem raises the hands off all those who made the victory possible.
DESTROYERBILL: Sun of hakeem has a noble blood
DESTROYERBILL: victory was sweet
chris107: He praises equally the Amazons, Lady Meda, Lord Thuruar, Shieldbiter and his brave family...
chris107: He makes a roll call of honour and one of sadness for all those lost.
chris107: "This is only the beginning." (here he draws and raises the massive Sword of Bondorr high above his head
Smon: The cheers reach a thunderous crescendo.
chris107: "Now the real war to destroy the evil that is the Black Sun begins. Now with the aid of Hera and the Castle Wode, with the Gnomes and the Warforged. Now we take the battle to them!"
Smon: The small group of Gnomes and Warforged cheer, the Warforged quaff back tankards of black oil.
chris107: (hehe now we need to go kill something :D)
DESTROYERBILL: tell me when thers fighting im a young mind so i eas ly git bored and pilitcol stuff is boring
chris107: Oh that's cool! *)
chris107: Will do DESTROYERBILL. Good to have you back.
DESTROYERBILL: tanks dood
6:47pm 2016-8-03 DESTROYERBILL Has exited the room
Kjato Ragfoot: Do not worry, I am sure we will find something to fight soon.
chris107: OOC - Kjato can you do the zone of truth thing and maybe question this Lorvas woman?
6:47pm 2016-8-03 DESTROYERBILL Has exited the room
Kjato Ragfoot: Do not worry, I am sure we will find something to fight soon.
chris107: OOC - Kjato can you do the zone of truth thing and maybe question this Lorvas woman?
6:47pm 2016-8-03 DESTROYERBILL Has exited the room
Kjato Ragfoot: Do not worry, I am sure we will find something to fight soon.
chris107: OOC - Kjato can you do the zone of truth thing and maybe question this Lorvas woman?
6:47pm 2016-8-03 DESTROYERBILL Has exited the room
Kjato Ragfoot: Do not worry, I am sure we will find something to fight soon.
chris107: OOC - Kjato can you do the zone of truth thing and maybe question this Lorvas woman?
chris107: Over the evening and no doubt clumsily Hakeem will seek news on Minars Rapak and the combined tribes..
Kjato Ragfoot: OOC We could hold a formal pledge of allegiance that includes a Zone of Truth.
Kjato Ragfoot: Then we would know whether her pledge is sincere.
chris107: Is that how the spell works? Happy to follow your lead Kjato.
Smon: Servants bring great roasts of mutton, boar and beef, you tuck in, celebrating the new birth.
Smon: Much ale is drunk.
Smon: Lady Bronze eats and drinks moderately.
chris107: Munch-munch, slurp-slurp.
Smon: "My Lord, if you seek monsters to slay, I am aware of a rumour..."
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar also eats and drinks moderately. It does not befit a cleric to stuff himself.
chris107: hehe
chris107: Hakeem's ears prick up at the word Monster..
Smon: Anna Souvari (Thuruar's girl) has recently returned from the North, she has word that the Altanian tribes under Minars Rapak have been persuaded not to attack Hara (for now), busying themselves hunting wandering war-dead and a few other monsters released by the Black Sun in the region of Nera.
Kjato Ragfoot: That is good to hear.
chris107: "Perhaps we could help before we go South to secure your new abode Lord Thuruar? "
Smon: Ana Bronze: "The Black Sun have animated a Worm - not a dragon, a limbless thing that crawls in the darkness... They plan to send it to destroy the gnome burrows of Ractuan that have defied them so long."
chris107: Asks Hakeem hopefully
Kjato Ragfoot: Well, first we need to listen to Lady Bronze's rumour before we can decide.
chris107: "We must stand by our allies Thur..."
chris107: "We can not see the Gnomes attacked by this foul creature." He raises a tankard to the Gnomes
Kjato Ragfoot: No, definitely not.
Smon: The Gnomes look up somewhat anxious from the lower table.
chris107: "We protect and stand by our friends."
Kjato Ragfoot: We will go and defeat this worm, to protect the gnomes.
Kjato Ragfoot: First, we will need to find it though.
chris107: Hakeem is eager to whoosh around the Sword of Bondorr but doesn't want to decapitate anyone on the top table.
Smon: Ana: "It is a burrower, I fear it could strike at any time. They have probablt already released it to burrow through the mountains..."
chris107: "Can your mighty magic discover this fiend Lord Thuruar?"
Kjato Ragfoot: I can try to, but with this little to go on, I am not certain.
chris107: "Ana, where was this rumour first heard? Do you have anything we can go on?"
Smon: (OOC need to stop at 9pm, so got 1 hr)
chris107: (No probs)
Kjato Ragfoot: I will attempt to SCRY the worm once this meal is over.
chris107: Hakeem will be all 'new father' and good friend to all for the rest of the meal but is eager to go strike another blow.
chris107: (He needs to learn the enigma of steel too)
Smon: Ana: "Before the Princess Fion Cormarrin left Hara to return west to Neo-Nerath, a maid overheard her discussing the Worm with the priestess Megaera Lorvas. That was two weeks ago."
chris107: "Then we have a good place to start.!"
Kjato Ragfoot: So, perhaps Lorvas can tell us something about the worm.
Smon: "She said the Arch-Necromancer Borritt Crowfinger had Animated the husk. That is all I know."
chris107: (And that truth ceremony sounds like a cracking idea)
Smon: GM: The meal winds down late into the evening. Lady Meda lets Hakeem pay a brief visit to Malenn & baby Hassan, then Damne escorts you to the newly constructed prison cells beneath the hall.
Smon: Damne: "We had little need for cells before the war." She doesn't sound unhappy.
Smon: You find Megaera Lorvas tied in her cell, naked but for loincloth, gag, hood and chains.
Smon: Damne opens the door, hauls the priestess to her feet, unhoods & ungags her.
Smon: The priestess glares defiantly. Damne glares back.
chris107: "Let's get this over with."
Kjato Ragfoot: Lady Lorvas. We are impressed. It seems you managed to conjure one of the ancient worms of destruction.
Smon: Megaera's icy gaze settles on Hakeem. "You. You are the one."
chris107: "The Husk Worm. Where is it/"
chris107: H makes the sign to ward off evil.
Smon: Megaera just glares at Hakeem in response to his words.
Smon: Damne suddenly knees her in the stomach, causing her to gasp, double over in pain. Damne: "Answer Lord Hakeem."
chris107: "Thur? "
Kjato Ragfoot: Still. You conjured it so that it can slay Hakeem. That won't work unless you tell us where to find the worm.
Smon: /roll d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets: 11,
Smon: Damne hauls Megaera upright. She glares back, still defiant. "I am not afraid to die. I shall live again in the Endless Cycle of Return."
Kjato Ragfoot: We have means to prevent that.
chris107:
Smon: Thuruar you can make a Bluff/Persuasion roll (d20+CHA+Prof)
Kjato Ragfoot rolls 1d20+8 and gets: 17, (+8) = 25
Smon: Nice
Smon: Megaera blanches.
chris107: yay!
Smon: Megaera: "You are a Priest of Erathis-Athena, sworn to serve Civilisation! To drive back the Screaming Hordes of Chaos... Yet you serve... Him." She indicates Hakeem.
Kjato Ragfoot: Your soul will linger forever in the most forsaken depth of the abyss. If you answer our questions, I will offer you atonement and an afterlife in the halls of Athena.
Kjato Ragfoot: Right. I am to server civilization.
chris107: "Thuruar serves none but Athena."
Kjato Ragfoot: The Black Sun, it stands for everything that destroys civilization.
Kjato Ragfoot: It is the corruption that eats away at justice.
Kjato Ragfoot: It is the hate that eats away justice.
Kjato Ragfoot: And thus, I stand with the least likely ally to defend all of creation against the Black Sun.
Smon: Megaera: "Erathis was my Goddess too, but She is but one Aspect of the Eternal Whole... With Zehir in the Endless Ouroboros, with the power of Ares-Bane... Your words are false."
Smon: Make another persuasion check Thuruar
Kjato Ragfoot: Very well. I will call upon Athena herself and ask her whether that is true.
chris107: (Hakeem isn't bright enough to get that one )
Smon: Make another persuasion check Thuruar
Kjato Ragfoot rolls 1d20+8 and gets: 9, (+8) = 17
Smon: She seems frightened, but not shaken in her beliefs.
Smon: "Call upon Erathis then, she will tell you the Truth."
Kjato Ragfoot: Hmm. If I commune with Athena, nobody except for me can hear what she answers?
Smon: yup
chris107: "Just another Lorvas to break from the Endless Circle Lord Thuruar."
chris107: "Be done with it and I shall go kill this pathetic worm of theirs without her help."
Kjato Ragfoot: Well Megaera, ask me a question that only Athena herself could answer with yes or no.
Kjato Ragfoot: Then, I will ask her that question and yours.
chris107: okay
Smon: Megaera glares at Hakeem. "One day we shall have our revenge. For my brother. For all of us."
Kjato Ragfoot: Very well.
Smon: Megaera looks to Thuruar. "Your words have no meaning. Kill me as your master commands."
Kjato Ragfoot: I will planeshift her on an isle in the middle of the river Styx.
chris107: Thur is powerful indeed.
Kjato Ragfoot: Oh. I won't kill you. Do not worry. You will have a very long time to think about your decision.
chris107: (Won't she be able to plane shift back?)
Smon: OOC Nice but you can only Planeshift to planes you have attuned tuning forks for, getting any such in this campaign is a major undertaking)
Kjato Ragfoot: (I doubt she is powerful enought to planeshift. Also, she needs several components she won't have))
Smon: Right now the only planes you might have been able to acquire resonance frequencies for are the ones used by Oriax's mirror, which are mostly fairly pleasant.
Smon: You have to get the frequency then craft the 250gp tuning fork for it.
Kjato Ragfoot: Ah. I assumed I can simply conjure a demon from the Styx and ask it to hum the frequency for me.
Smon: Not exactly, but you might be able to extract the frequency from a planar native, so a demon might hold the frequency to its home plane.
Smon: Blood or similar might be useable but many demons etc deliquesce on death.
Kjato Ragfoot: Hmm. Well I considered conjuring Charon and ask him for the frequency.
Smon: With what spell?
Kjato Ragfoot: Planar Ally
chris107:
chris107: Hakeem is a bit lost.
Smon: Sounds doable - ok we can say a couple weeks ago you cast the Planar Ally ritual by the banks of the Cedarwade river, summoning Charon from the mists.
Smon: (flashback)
chris107: (Ah thanks)
Smon: The cloaked figure polls the skiff to shore. "WHY HAVE YOU SUMMONED ME? IT IS NOT YET YOUR TIME TO PASS INTO THE UNDERWORLD."
Kjato Ragfoot: Lord Charon, I summoned you because I need your help to keep the dead within the realm of the dead.
Smon: "THAT IS NOT MY CONCERN."
Kjato Ragfoot: And, as only you know how to cross the realms, I hoped for you to teach me the frequency of the Styx, so that I can send them directly to your barque.
Smon: Charon nods, eyes glowing eerily beneath the cowl.
Kjato Ragfoot: There is a sect of magicians about, that try to overcome death itself. They almost annihilated life in the process. I am sure that is not in your interest, as without life, there are no dead to ferry across.
Kjato Ragfoot: So, I beseech you to name your price for teaching me the frequency of the Styx.
Smon: "YOU WILL PAY - ONE MAGIC ITEM, TO MY SATISFACTION."
Kjato Ragfoot: What kind of magic item do you have in mind? I have several.
Smon: "CHOOSE FROM YOUR ARMOUR, YOUR HELM, YOUR GAUNTLETS, YOUR SWORD."
Smon: "CHOOSE WISELY."
chris107: ouch, tough choice
Kjato Ragfoot: I will give you the helm then.
Smon: Charon smiles, not pleasantly.
Smon: "YOU WOULD GIVE UP THE HELM THAT REVEALS THE SECRETS OF YOUR ENEMIES?"
Kjato Ragfoot: Yes, I would. I will find other ways to determine the truth, if needs be.
Smon: "NOT THE GAUNTLETS THAT MAKE A WEAKLING STRONG? THE SWORD THAT SMITES THE UNDEAD? THE ARMOUR THAT PROTECTS YOUR SOFT FLESH?"
Smon: Charon holds out a bony hand for the tribute.
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar will give him the helmet.
Kjato Ragfoot: (A secret revealing helmet for a secret sounds like a fair exchange.)
Smon: Charon takes the helm, it disappears into the folds of his robes. He produces a sharp two-pronged fork, then pricks his thumb with it. A single bead of blood runs down the tine.
Smon: "THIS."
chris107: (What was the helm Kjato?)
Smon: Charon offers the tuning fork.
Kjato Ragfoot: (helmet of comprehend languages)
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar will take it.
Kjato Ragfoot: Be thanked Lord Charon for your generosity.
Smon: Charon nods impassively. "WE WILL MEET AGAIN. DO NOT SEEK TO TRAVEL THE RIVER BEFORE YOUR TIME. THAT WAY LIES ONLY DARKNESS."
chris107: (Cool you met a God! )
Smon: He turns away, polling the skiff away from the riverbank. Swiftly it disappears into the mists.
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar makes a warding sign of good luck, now this is done.
Smon: GM: As far as Thuruar can ascertain, the fork is attuned to the Styx, the river that leads from the world of the living to the halls of Hades.
Smon: Two weeks later, Thuruar confronts Megaera Lorvas...
Smon: As he produces the tuning fork, her eyes widen in sudden fear. "No!"
Kjato Ragfoot: I offered you redemption.
Kjato Ragfoot: You chose oblivion.
Smon: Make a Persuasion check.
Smon: (if you want)
Kjato Ragfoot rolls 1d20+8 and gets: 5, (+8) = 13
Smon: Megaera grits her teeth.
Kjato Ragfoot: (of course I want. My goal is to redeem the Nerathi, not to annihilate them)
Smon: She recovers: "Then do it. You know I will Return."
Kjato Ragfoot: No. You will not. You will be forgotten.
Kjato Ragfoot: With that, she can make a CHA save to withstand my attempt of banishment.
chris107: Good luck!
Smon: /roll d20+4
Smon rolls 1d20+4 and gets: 18, (+4) = 22
Kjato Ragfoot: Yep. That is a success. She only glimpses the Styx, but is not banished.
Smon: Megaera's eyes close, then blink open. She laughs. "The Goddess protects me."
Smon: "Would you care to try again?"
Kjato Ragfoot: Or, perhaps, offers you another chance at redemption.
Kjato Ragfoot: We will meet again tomorrow.
Smon: GM: You leave?
chris107: Rebind and gag her.
Kjato Ragfoot: After having bound and gagged her again. yes.
chris107: And blindfold.
Smon: Damne: "There are other, more traditional methods of persuasion we could employ..." She rebinds & gags the priestess.
Smon: GM: Hakeem returns to his family, Thuruar to his thoughts and prayers.
Kjato Ragfoot: Eh. She is a fanatic. She would rather go to hell than to spill her secrets.
Smon: Damne shrugs: "But I would enjoy trying." OOC: Better stop there.
Smon: OOC Sorry for short ep, can do full 3 hrs next time I reckon.
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