Tuesday, May 21, 2019

Tuesday session #13 21/9-5/102213 AR (lvl 7) Voor Darayn #2

1. (Bill) Vorstag Iceslider, the Frost Giant's Son, lvl 7 Goliath Ice Reaver of the Tjokren Glacier (g-m), Assassin Rogue-7
2. (Matt) Finnris, lvl 7 Dhari Outcast of the Narthan Highlanders (h-m), Slayer Barbarian-6>7

Related image21/9/2213 Finnris Vorstag & the guide Marus kill a pursuing serpentman scout & 3 dominated Lomari mercenaries. Head for Tiyerna.
22/9/2213 Beastmen attack jungle camp; 4 killed & 1 flee.
24/9/2213 Party returns to Tiyerna and meets with Glavas Rho.
1/10/2213 Party completes long rest, recruit adventurers Marek & Ayilda, rehire Marus.
2/10: Party departs Tiyerna again.
5/10/2213: Reach Voor Darayn again at dusk, Marek & Vorstag scout the lower city and kill a sepentman, flee its angry comrade.


Escape from Voor Darayn - by Matt
Marus crouched in the jungle, scanning the ruins of Voor Darayn for the adventurers he had guided to the stygian acropolis the previous day.  That familiar sinking feeling gnawed at his guts.  His thoughts turned to the group he had led to the cursed ruins.  The previous evening the Katagian Zerda had told Marus that he was going to take Cassandra to a waterfall, to read to her poetry.  The pair had not returned so the other three had gone to scout the ruins leaving Marus to hold the camp.  Adventurers, he thought to himself, why did I get mixed up with adventurers. 
Finely tuned survival instinct snapped his attention to a flash of light by the old stables under the ruins.  At first, he thought it sun reflecting on steel, but it was more of a glow than reflection.  Marus, a veteran of countless skirmishes, drew and arrow to his bow.  It was then he heard the unmistakable whooping warcry of the Narthan Highlander, the tribe Marus had fought for a bloody decade, and as fate would have it now his ally.  Marus sighed.
The barbarian was bounding through the undergrowth, heading away from the camp, whooping and laughing, the glow coming from something he was carrying.  Marus sighed again, he was starting to understand see why this Finnris was mocked for his sense of direction, he was running the wrong way and making quite a racket. 
"Bloody amateur," Marus said to himself.
Marus stood from cover, waving his trusty longbow above his head.  Seeing Marus, the barbarian whooped again and bounded through the undergrowth toward the ranger.  As he got closer, Marus could make out the other two behind him, the sneaky Goliath and the bronze priestess.  Finnris stopped just before the thicket that had concealed Marus.  Marus could see arrows sticking out of the barbarian, deadly serpent venom oozing from the wounds, yet the crazy Narthan who should have been dead from those wounds was beaming with pride and holding a dazzling spear aloft.  The Narthan whooped again.  Marus eyes widened in astonishment, the golden glow of Azura radiated from the weapon.  
"Katagian Ranger, have you ever seen it's like before?" said the grinning barbarian showing off the magnificent trophy.
Marus could only shake his head in surprise. 
"No, Dhari, I have not."
Much later, Marus stalked into the camp.   Finnris and Vorstag were arguing about the spear, again.  Surviving the Darayn jungle was a risky business, and the problems were piling up, yet these two squabbled.  Zerda and Cassandra had not yet returned, so Aeshma the priestess  had gone to look for them, now all three were missing.   Worse, Marus had just come across tracks of a serpent man, a fang-guard probably on their trail.
"Silence" Marus snarled at the two bickering adventurers.
Finnris and Vorstag glared at him.  Marus coolly met their gaze.
Marus could feel the tension between them.    
"There is something out there." He said carefully, sweat ran down his face as he inclined his head in the direction of the Voor Darayn ruins.
The adventurers crept into the bush like hunting cats, Vorstag despite his size, melted into the jungle like a shadow. 
Marus let out a sigh of relief and readied his bow. 
Serpentfolk are deadly opponents, particularly in the jungle.  But the trio made short work of the pursuers, a reptile and a group of red legion mercenaries under the serpents' control.  Maybe there was something more to these adventures than luck after all, thought the ranger.   
Their comrades missing, Finnris and Vorstag had decided to return to Tiyerna to resupply, and hopefully regroup with their comrades.  Marus agreed to guide them, it was the sensible choice.  Marus, knew the jungle well, using backwoods trails he managed to avoid the reptiles that were tracking them.
But just a day's travel from Tiyerna, they were under the knife again. 
It was a moonless night and Marus found himself surprised by Finnris when the barbarian spoke to him in High Atlantean, he was so shocked that he almost choked on the dried crocodile meat they were sharing.  It was then Beastmen attacked.  The Beastmen must have picked up their sent earlier, Marus knew from bitter experience how impossible it is to shake them once they have the scent of prey.  The skirmish started badly, a beastman curse-slinger froze Marus with sorcery.  Then hunters set upon him, savage flint tipped clubs rained on Marus but his armour saved him from the inferior weapons, and when his iron discipline kicked in and he shrugged of the curse, he felled the foes around him.  Vorstag slew many, a sole survivor of the hunting pack fled into the night. 
At Tiyerna, Marus bid Vorstag and Finnris farewell and good fortune.  He was happy to be alive, and with a fat purse of gold to hand, but most of all he was happy to say good bye to the adventurers who attracted no end of trouble.  Marus sought the comforts of the best tavern in Tiyerna.
Marus promised himself a week in the tavern and no more adventuring. 
"The price is a hundred gold, each way," Said Marus flatly.
A week had passed since Marus said goodbye to Finnris and Vorstag.  Like a bad penny they turned up again, they wanted to return to the ruins of Voor Darayn to search for their missing comrades and they wanted Marus to guide them.  The two quickly adventurers agreed to his price.
Damn, thought Marus, should have asked for more.
Vorstag giggled, handing over the gold.
"Please sir Marus, kindly sign this chit as proof of payment," the Goliath said in his strange aristocratic tenor. 
Well, at least we're going in with more muscle thought Marus as he eyed up the new recruits.  Vorstag and Finnris had been busy.  Ayilda, a Nimothan warrior, looked as deadly as she was beautiful and the Quodethi Marek like Vorstag was a member of the gang of cut throats that called themselves The Seven Knives. 
It did not take long to find trouble.  Marus cursed himself, he'd been distracted by Finnris again, this time the barbarian had been recounting an audience with Glavas Rho, and the strange tale of a sentient haunted iceberg. 
The viper was gigantic, with fangs like great daggers dripping with lethal venom.  How had he missed it?  The thing must be fifty feet long thought the ranger.  Vorstag moved in a blur, axes whirring he rushed in smote the beast and was behind Marus before Marus got off his first shot.  Ayilda charged, and all hell broke loose.  The giant snake crashed through the old stone of the well it had been hiding in, Ayilda wrapped tightly in scales, Finnris stabbing it and again Vorstag moved in at lightning speed, and it was dead.  The king of giant vipers hacked to death in moments.  The serpent's coils released Ayilda, and she fell into the Goliath's hungry arms.  Marus had never seen anything like it.
Marus stared up at the ruins of Voor Darayn for the second time.  Taking a deep breath, he looked at Ayilda and Finnris crouching in the jungle with him.  Crazy barbarians, he thought.  Vorstag and Marek had worked around the barracks at dusk.  They believed sentries were posted in the guard house and we're going to eliminate any guards.  Marus could not see them be he knew they were out there, somewhere.
Marus heard the crash, it sounded like pottery smashing.  Marus picked out Vorstag, a giant shadow in the doorway of the guard house.  Vorstag was so tall he could have easily knocked out a loose old roof tile.  Finnris tensed to charge.
"Wait, Narthan" ordered Marus. 
Finnris looked up at the ranger hotly but did not charge in.
Vorstag fled.  A serpent man lay dead on the cobblestones of the guard house doorway, and another chased the fleeing Vorstag.   

Ayilda vs Giant Viper

Marus

Vorstag


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