AD&D - New World

S8: What Strange Teeth You Have
In which the Pelicans defeat a vampire...

after the vampire’s defeat, Uno steps away to mutter into his bag of bones

I believe I understand the hierarchy of my traveling tribe.

Prince Flynnighan is nominally our leader, but these are obviously his golden days. They are not to last. His military advisor is Kyrashi, who will naturally take over the tribe when Flynnighan is destroyed. But Kyrashi’s reign will most likely be short and calamitous. He is brave and strong, but is too careful. A good chieftan must take risks, be sudden and foolhardy in his decision-making, and Kyrashi is thoughtful and wise. Thoughtful and wise are good qualities for an advisor, but not for a chief.

Ragnot is a young chief in the making. He finally came into his own when we fought in the home of one of the water-elf sub-chiefs. Ragnot could not overpower me, but he made a very good showing. I was impressed with his skill and ferocity! Later, when he kicked me in the gonadulars, he again proved himself to be sudden and foolhardy. He will make a good chief when is fire is balanced by loss. Perhaps it will be his brother who dies; perhaps it will be me. When this occurs, and only then, will he be ready to lead.

The mission to the sub-chief’s home was successful, but I do not entirely understand how. Flynnighan and Valdus retrieved papers with writing on them. I pretended not to look at their deadly symbols, but in truth I peeked. I could not make sense of their evil notations, but the others seemed to believe that whatever was inscribed there would be the downfall of our foe, Tykreth. This is only logical. When you write something down, you remove power from yourself and give it physical form. When someone else steals that physical power, it is theirs. We stole his power.

The theft of these writings worked in our favor, but of course by utilizing their profane power we were led to near-doom. We used the writings to bring both Teague and Amrinell under our sway — two other sub-chiefs of the sea-elves. We convinced them of Tykreth’s treachery and ill-intent — in fact, we learned that Tykreth is in league with dirt-elves, those who have shunned the Moon. And we learned that this group of dirt-elves worship an old god I have heard of in the North: we know it as Nemo, a skull-faced king with one eye. They call it the Nomad. In my land it is said the Skull King is gathering an army that will one day march south and make all of the future dead its thralls. I wonder if its goal is the same here? Perhaps all un-deads serve this god. Perhaps this Nomad is my final foe, the one that I dream about.

In any event. We were harassed by the local military powers, as has been our lot since we arrived, but my tribemates were in high spirits as we approached the meeting that would decide the fate of these sea-elves. We had convinced enough sub-chiefs to expel the gith and their vampire-captain, and I believe Prince Flynnighan had arranged the return of his boat. Foolishly the Prince was making deals and pledging loyalty in exchange for monies, instead of for blood or loyalty or babies or food. I tried to tell them again that monies is less real than magic, but the fools did not listen.

Well we paid the prince for believing in monies and in words on paper. The gith-captain commanded sea-elves we thought were our allies — Calladryl, which is a word in my lands for “soothing-balm,” murdered the sub-chiefs pledged to us.

Chaos ensued, as is the way of the un-deads. I had invisibled myself against the vampire-captain, so I was able to sneak close to his filthy form. My new blade struck his flesh, but it was Kyrashi who struck the final blow, turning the vile creature into mist. It returns to its sleeping place now — we must pursue and conduct the proper ritual to destroy it in finality. I have sworn to consume the vampire’s heart. If I fail in this, I will be damned.

The creature bit me with its horrible mouth before Kyrashi destroyed it. I could feel an age slipping from me. I forgot things — the invisibility spell I used to creep close to it. I found that I have a white stripe in my fur running down one side of my body, from the top of my head to my rump. Deacon Valdus was similarly afflicted, jumping in-between the vampire and Tognar; also, the Deacon lost a finger. But I think his bird ate it, so perhaps this was a ritual of power I do not understand.

I forgot to mention: some other water-breathing creature tried to kill us, in an alley. Prince Flynnighan conquered this blue-man and took his sea conch. Now our Prince commands the assassin’s sea-dogs of the deep. Perhaps our Prince will be long-lived after all!

In any event, our foe has been temporarily smote. We have captured the treacherous Tykreth and it appears we are not yet being directly blamed for these murders. I should return to my tribesfolk, however, as it sounds like Princeling Ragnot is seeking to destroy the vampire’s possessions. He claims they are evil and not to be trusted; this is true, but if we are putting our faith in written words, then why not the evil items of an un-dead?

We are beyond the land of taboo. Nothing is sacred now, except ourselves.

Vampire loot:
Gems: 19 fancy (1,900gp)
A Potion
A Ring
A Wand
A Book
A Crystal Ball

Minion Officers:
Weapon: Rapier
Padded armor
Weapon: Saber and Dagger
Leather Armor

Triton’s Conch
+2 trident


Group Awards:

Vampire: 8,000
Minions: 240
Sea Lions: 1,260
Triton: 650
Group total: 10,200

Individual Totals

Tognar 2,000 (Chromatic Success!: 550, Group 1,450)
Ragnot 2,000 (Spirit Archer: 550, Group 1,450)
Valdus 2,000 (One Turn Turn : 550, Group 1,450)
Kyrashi 2,000 (Lotion Bane: 550, Group: 1,450)
Uno 2,000 (Invisible Man: 550, Group: 1,450)
Flynnighan 2,000 (Lion Caller: 550, Group: 1,450)
Rhonda 2,000 (Mister Mist-er: 550, Group: 1,450)

S7: Stranger Danger
In which the Pelicans begin to get sneaky

Notes from the desk of Ailmer Variel, Captain, Abytesh Royal Guard:

The surface dwellers have been temporarily removed from my care and that worries me. Caladrel seems to have been put in charge of their surveillance and minding, and, recognizing his talents, no one in the guard trusts him. Perhaps I should not commit a thought like that to paper, but knowing Commander Caladrel, reading these notes will simply make him chuckle.

Despite being removed as their direct liaison—I was told I’m too “honest” for such a job, as if it was meant as flattery and as if it would soften the dismissal—I have asked a number of my guards to report on the surface dwellers’ activities.

The remainder of the night, after the library excursion and the hallway scuffle with Caladrel, passed uneventfully. In the morning, however, Caladrel once again visited, still pretending to be a servant. He slipped the surface dwellers a note of some kind. My guards were unable to read it.

Unfortunately, while Cprl. Urdahna was reporting this meeting to me, the surface dwellers were escorted by several guardsmen to a meeting with a Gith Liaison. Note—find out who these guards were; they were not acting under orders, and must have been compromised in some way. They must removed from service immediately.

The details of that meeting were private, but the following events seem to have taken place, according to servants in the area. The door was guarded from the outside, and barred. Negations took place. Negations broke down and a fight broke out. The surface dwellers killed two members of the Gith retinue, and a third fled the scene.

The Gith have claimed that the surface dwellers attacked them without cause, but I do not believe that. Both bodies seemed to be already dead, or undead, and were distorted my magic, making them monstrous. The Gith have refused to allow us to interrogate the third participant.

Urdahana, after returning from our meeting, reasserted herself and confined the party to quarters. Moments later, though, they left again, this time by the window. I will inquire again about securing the windows, but I have been told that my guards should treat the surface dwellers as guests and not prisoners, and this means leaving them unsecured at times.

The group then met Caladrel in the library, and soon after returned with him to their rooms. There, they spent some time in conversation. My guards report that they examined and then destroyed a number of papers, and examined a map as well.

Calardrel led the surface dwellers out of the palace and into the city. My guards were unable to intervene with Commander Caladrel escorting them. Damn this twisted chain of command.

They arrived at the home of Minister Tykreth and demanded an audience. My guards were given orders to wait and watch. Of all of the ministers that they could ally with Tykreth is the most troubling.

Guards reported that two members of the group left the party and entered the alley behind the mansion. They could not follow without giving themselves away.

Soon after, a significant disturbance began in the house. Servants reported a fight between the surface dwellers. My guards attempted to respond, but were told to stand down and continue to observe by Commander Caladrel. I would very much like to know what he is playing at.

Group Awards

Undead Goblyn: 975
Undead Merrow: 650
Dei (escaped): 1000
Guards: 350
Group total: 2,975
Individual Totals

Tognar 1196 (Bad Memories: 700, Group 496)
Ragnot 1196 (Brawler: 700, Group 496)
Valdus 1196 (Distractions : 700, Group 496)
Kyrashi 1196 (Blase with the Butler: 700, Group: 496)
Uno 1196 (Brawler: 700, Group: 496)
Flynnighan 1196 (A Prince: 700, Group: 496)

S6: Kyrashi's log
Under the Sea

Alas! I have journeyed home! At least I feel it must be home, though I have no memory of this place. Not even a trigger or fragment of a memory. Perhaps my home is another city under the waves in another part of the ocean. This is the first and only place I have seen another of my kind. In that discovery I revealed to the Pelican crew and passengers that I am not an average elf. Uno seems to have lost his fascination with me for that lack of elfness.

We found the city, which was Tencopper’s goal, and though i did not know it, one of my goals too. We found it, and were on the way to being forced out without any answers or parlay when circumstance kept us! We were being escorted to the cave we entered when a small zombie horde rushed in and started attacking the sea-folk! The remaining Pelicans and passengers showed their worth and dispatched the undead force quickly and efficiently. The fish serpent creature took longer to whittle. It was a vile thing, an affront to nature. Though I am revolted by all undead things. We were still to be ejected from the city when next from the tunnel came a vampire! With the audacity to lay claim to us for hanging as criminals! I recognize no Gith as any authority I am subject to. But these sea-elves would not know that, and so I did what was my only option. I had to request sanctuary in this city that may be my home. I had to request sanctuary as if I was a stranger, and maybe I truly am. We were taken to a palace where we overheard a merman quite loudly say we should be killed. We were taken to a room under guard and placed under observation by a spy it would seem. While under guard we learned the Gith had an envoy in the palace too and the elves wanted to discuss trade! The filthy Gith establishing ties here! To what lengths they would go for domination! This information collector did facilitate a meeting at Uno’s request. It did not go very well and Uno embarrassed us greatly and may have weakened our position here. We Pelicans must gain access to that meeting. The Gith must not be allowed entry here. I do not know how else to inhibit it. One would think that even hearing the words of an undead vampire lord would be enough to dissuade talk of trade. Vampires are crafty creatures, full of lies and conniving words. And this lord speaks for his nation. Would the rest of the Pelicans’ country let them speak for it? Would this sea city prefer trade with a country of free goodly folk? With Amara? Can we provide that for them? We must try and we must try to expel this vampire, though we will make an enemy for life, even the long life of an elf.


Group Awards

Ungulosin: 1400
Sea Zombies: 2940
Letters and scrolls: 500
Group total: 4,840
Individual Totals

Tognar 1507 (Bookworm: 700, Group 807)
Ragnot 1507 (Bro’s Night Out: 700, Group 807)

Valdus 1507 (Looking for Good : 700, Group 807)

Kyrashi 1507 (Human Shield: 700, Group: 807)
Uno 1507 (Nose Puncher: 700, Group: 807)
Flynnighan 1507 (New Captain: 700, Group: 807)
Rhonda 500 (Latecomer: 500)

S5: Dead Strange
In which our heroes lose their captain, and almost lose a friend.

From the field notes of Corvette Lieutenant Natwath, Gith Imperial Navy, Assigned to the Lanterna Dragule.

Sixthday- 900

The Galleon [SV independent/merchant, Pelican, Flag state: Osterness] was secured in the natural harbor with little resistance. Several Sailors fought back, but without a clear chain of command, the fighting was disorganized and ineffective. Our informant seems to have provided correct intelligence in this matter. Crew has been processed and assigned oars.

Passengers have been secured but remain unprocessed pending interrogation. Several prisoners may prove valuable as assets to the Empire. They are being held in the meantime in their quarters, and have been informed that any attempt at escape or organized resistance will be considered grounds for excecution.

A landing party has been assembled as is currently tracking the remaining crew of the Galleon who have made landfall.

Sixthday- 1200

Our landing force two Grung seaman on the island. They had been attacked by the Pelican landing party. The Pelican crew seems to have killed their leader and freed a number of servants. Reasons for this liberation remain unclear—perhaps from a misguided sense of “goodness.” Grung approached our search crew in an attempt to parley for victuals. They were terminated and processed.

Tracked enemy party to a campsite in the jungle, and then north to a small temple.

*note: several troops lost enroute to what seemed to be a field of exploding jellyfish. Samples have been taken of jellyfish specimens at the insistence of Overcaptain Sarkarwath, citing possible military applications.

Additional troops lost in breaching the temple. Man made rockfalls at both main entrance and at a hidden side entrance. Rockfalls will be cleared and then progress will resume.

Sixthday- 1700

Rockfalls breached. Temple covers a series of caverns. Several hours spent securing downed bridge. Interior caverns reveal what seems to be living quarters. Conditions are foul. Not surprising for these sort of island dwellers. Occupants are gone. Overcaptain Sarkwath ordered investigation of a pool and fountain in cave. Pool was surrounded by torches, and Overcaptain claims target may have entered water here to hide. Magical properties in fountain were detected but could not be ascertained. Overcaptain ordered Pegwai Cadet Margeth to drink in order to ascertain safety. Pegwai Cadet suffered transformation: gills. Overcaptain ordered all officers to prepare to make camp. Pursuit will continue at 600.

Seventhday- 600

Pursuit to resume. Camp broken. Undead officers to enter water. Living officers to drink and follow. I will be transformed.

Seventhday- 700
Significant time lost. Underground caverns collapsed. Troops required to divert to smaller caverns. Layout unclear. Exploration has been slow and resistance encountered in one corridor. Creature of indeterminate form. Several troops lost while subduing it—it seems to change form at will and attacks from the darkness of the corridors. In addition to troops, one officer lost: Lieutenant Geretai. Arraignments to made upon return to the Dragule. Body unrecoverable: consumed.

Corpse discovered in tunnels. Gnome, male, partial. Overcaptain Sarkarwath ordered interrogation of dead. Transcript to follow:

Overcaptain: Who are you?

Corpse: I am no one. I am empty. I am dead.

Overcaptain: Bloodless partial corpses! Who were you, in life?

Corpse: I was a captain. I was a gnome of the court. I was servant to a queen. I was a seeker of the deep roads. I was a liar and a thief.

Overcaptain: What was your mission in these tunnels?

Corpse: I groped in the murk. I was lost. I sought a path. The path. To find the other queen and her treasures. To find the deep ones. To make my fortune and bring it back to her. To find forgiveness.

Exit from tunnels discovered. Large carved passage leeds down. Significant depth and distance. Some troops lost: waterlogged flesh.

Seventhday- 1300

Trackers report contact with humanoids. Troops ordered to engage. Tunnel end sighted. Preparing for combat. Assessment to follow engagement.


Group Awards

Slithermorph: 3000
Slithermorph eggs: 400
Gate Trap: 1000
Group total: 4,400
Individual Totals

Tognar 1434 (Healing touch: 700, Group 734)
Ragnot 1434 (Hidden strength: 700, Group 734)

Valdus 1434 (Bird hand : 700, Group 734)

Kyrashi 1434 (Roots: 700, Group: 734)
Uno 1434 (Not of the moon?: 700, Group: 734)
Flynnighan 1434 (Gambling with life: 700, Group: 734)

S4: Strangers befriended
In which several friends are made

From the diary of Ragnot:

Eh boop boop. Grikk grikk outtada quickedsand, broheemi gimmeda speaaah n outsie. Eh thanko bro way way good. Deliver panouch to them badfrohgs, to boot them badmamma witch, eh we slapper good. Shoutsi go onta Vullydeetz, eh mebbego better to himsbirdsi, he bitesychop inna badmamma blinkydots, n herego Riggynut pokey onebe twobe withims debbel flypokky, thunk thunk!

Nobad lootsi, somefroggy getsim one pointybone badknife, n some morething, nobad, nobad. Unono slimespeakit letsus hurtem new sadboy frohgriifrind, eh he getta smakka from thisguy bully, n soonish, him kippattit. Income them rotpirate, and kippin get hisself astirred up n off inna crayzoy flitrun. Tognar gobe gettim offa speedsy, eh frogsigh whattim this frohgeim ado be followguy. Septing herego wegg deepinna flapjungo n outti this openplace whitta biggo bildin, n smakki rightinnim floatjelly aflap allroundem, ehbooooooom! Firefroggy pop like cornbits, ehblista innim skinsta, debbeltrebbelouchi, grikk grikkkk. Bigpoof fireballa flagwave brethrim — ah ennada sistri too — ah ennada nicegrippilily too — to punchi through flapjungo tseesus asmoky ouchy. Goodfrohg Vullydeetz he britefingri smoky broheemi, mekkin nopain nomono, eh boop. Goodfrohg!

Rondo sistri shwenna gogettim kippin, ivvyfroggy thinkso goodgo, eh whitser ado be go onninda bildin, biggo bildin. Inna smellbad deepdark offin we poky till herecomesem turtlswilch — ah bullytok, apojies… ah whatsem speakit… swirlbilly? Swirbilly fastwet, swallowem down down down down, all ehbe gongongon, nomo brithy. So Riggynut jumpem over dem riverswath onebe twobe threebe fourbe, ah, uhhhrrr… sivvybe… canno too much nummer, nomatter nummer, allbe. Septing oneguy grippilily oneskin too slippy, whoop! Down henum gobe, thanksthough Crashi thinksy smartsy tiesy ropesy, downswingy innada drinksi, but hegoodboy grab grippiboy, getsim outtie, so inni we goes all okidoksi. Ah septing Finnygum ha, he nowanni Riggynut robbo him goodshow, eh herego he ataptoe onna slikropi, n herego we asquinti gaspy when here hego slippitripsy, ah ya, grikkkk! Septing allit just one biggo slapfun grinhappy showtime, he okidoki, goodfrogheim he. Eh no biggo sprise, smellbad smellbadder onna otherside, n downgo we tfollowguy, but eh whitwe spysi but raggimuffins, n o fro them nolooksi good. Sikki allem, n hungriboy abone. N herego Unono agivem tasty, n Riggynut figger mebbe Unono nobad goodfrogheim alla after. Riggynut figger thisguys allem nobad groupi, gettim he tinybit weepsy, snifffffft, harble harble, grikkkk! Raggiemuffins feedem firstmost thems polliwoggies, so themno badfrohggie alsogood. Themsay they brekki briji to keepsem middlewoggies outta they goesie outsie, fraidscared issem allem the craystorm. We tellsem sokidoki allgone, eh no theybe toomuch fraidscaresies. Them takesi groupi inna biggo smellbad rotfish, ah rilly itsa brithfish warmkind, septing nomo brith, justonly wakedeth. Rillybad noise, rillybad.

N here innits widemaw issem one weirdstone wetbowl, stuck inna bitewhite. Saysem Riggymuffins, “Drinki drinki if yewinnigo downsy.” They speakit the deepdark deepdarker, down inna blackwet. N herego kippin adrinksi, speedy speedy himno waitsi, acrayzoy rilly. Kippin carehe only follow rhymesidaisy, summo doomletter, Riggynut nogettit. Tognar he speakit small atsme eh be donut getsit, nayer getsit. So herego Kippin jumpydivy inna blackwet, n eh whitser ado be drinki same as. N ach! Mistywet make magus atsme, O stain, grrrrikkkkkk. Brith begone by wizzyspell, O stain! Herecome wetbrith onna flappyneck, allus getsi flappyneck samesi, somake we allem biggosplish inna blackwet, n there brith nobiggie now, weirdi okidoksi, eh boop. Grippilily frogheimen them noluv alla weirdi, allem stay withem raggimuffins, septing onebe twobe, eh goodfroghs theyfroghs, newfrindi, boop. Eh n whitser ado be allwe groupi go on down down down down down…


Group Awards

Grung Shaman: 325

Grung: 70

Gorbel Trap: 330

The Whirlpool: 150
Deep Draught: 400
Group Total: 1,275 Individual Awards 213
Individual Totals

Tognar 913 (Captain’s Aide: 700, Group 213)

Ragnot 913 (Long Leaper: 700, Group 213)

Valdus 913 (Making Tracks: 700, Group 213)

Rhonda 913 (Latecomer 700, Group: 213)

Kyrashi 913 (Gills: 700, Group: 213)
Uno 913 (Digging Holes: 700, Group: 213)
Flynnighan 913 (Poison checked: 700, Group: 213)

S3: Stranger Cargo
Our heroes find land...

Kyrashi’s Notes:

The morning after the fight I found myself in the ship’s mess hall with several of the passengers and a few of the remaining crew. This is the first time on this ship that the passengers feel like crew. Perhaps it was the fight for survival the previous night. We faced capture and death together when we repelled the Gith and their foul undead. At the dining table we were about to discuss the course of the ship when the strange gnoll Uno suddenly appeared from below decks muttering about a skin map and the captain. He had previously declared the captain would be a ritual sacrifice and so I was duty bound to escort him to the captain and observe their meeting. The captain would not be sacrificed on my watch! Somehow the entire table I dined with followed. Perhaps they expected to see the gnoll try and sacrifice the captain or they were curious about the gnoll’s strange words. Captain Temcoppers was not pleased about Uno’s discovery.

The captain has secrets. Even from Flynnighan, the first mate. I suspected him to be in all the captain’s confidences, but he is not. Captain Tencoppers has secrets from Flynnighan as well. Which is good. That means maybe my secret is still mine and the captain’s. Uno said he knew my secrets and it frightened me. He said he knew I was from the moon. That may be so, but if I was and remembered it, would that be a secret? Either way, I think my secret is still such.

The map turned out to be a mystery, but when we explored the rest of the hidden stash we discovered many gnomish letters and a device to help a land dweller breath under the water. Rhonda found some magical scrolls and one that must have went awry because she was turned blue and glowing. I am not sure of that type of magic but it did not seem useful. I was very anxious as the others went through the captain’s hidden documents. It was not right, but the captain has not been himself and Uno’s gods spoke to him of the captain and his course to doom. I must make sure his doom does not take the rest of us with it, though I will do my best to guard the captain from harm.

Another half-elf passenger overheard our talk of the change of course. She immediately went to challenge captain Tencoppers and his orders were to put her in the brig. I was loathe to do this to another of the elven kind, and a woman. But she turned out to be treacherous and I should have let the foul men in the brig have her. It was she that had betrayed us to the Gith! She had been somehow leading them to us! She knew she would be killed in combat and the cowardly woman jumped overboard! I gave pursuit to try and drown her but Uno also foolishly jumped overboard too. The simple gnoll could not swim and I was forced to save him instead. Now he has sworn himself to my service. That was not what I needed. He has some curious fascination with my elven descent.

The following morning we found land! The chaos storm had not swallowed the ship! I do not remember exactly what the chaos storm was or is, I only remember that it is a deadly danger. We took a landing party to scout the island and the captain was disheartened by the unexpected change from the map. We saw some strange frog men , some large and small. We now will try to learn about the island from these reptiles. I hope they are friendly.


Group Awards

Smuggler’s hold: 600

Gith Spy: 2,500

Grung: 130

Group Total: 3,230 Individual Awards 462
Individual Totals

Tognar 962 (Lovestruck: 500, Group 462)

Ragnot 962 (Frog Friend: 500, Group 462)

Valdus 962 (Critical Falcon: 500, Group 462)

Rhonda 962 (Landlocked 500, Group: 462)

Kyrashi 962 (Spyhunter: 500, Group: 462)
Uno 962 (Elf Friend: 500, Group: 462)
Flynnighan 962 (The Responsible One: 500, Group: 462)

S2: A Strange Mutiny

“Belay that order, Mr. Daniels.”

I woke under my brother, dry as a dead dingo’s donger. I bellowed for water, and who but captain of the guard, the elf Kyrashi— emerged from the shadows with a bucket of stagnant water to douse us. Stepping over our recently dispatched jailer, Mr. Beam, Kyrashi rescued us from the brig. To our surprise, there was no further resistance as we made our way back to our quarters. I found my room undisturbed, to my great comfort, and I watered Phyllis and Begonia, and the presumptis paryallis I acquired from Hernia. Meanwhile, a raucous argument could be heard above, so we waited, and we listened.

Mr. Claar was vigorously attempting to dissuade the crew from running the ship aground. Likely, they believed this the only way to defeat the Bowlyn.

A rumor had caught fire aboard the ship in the wake of Kyrashi’s efforts to free us. They believed him a poltergeist, putting forth a reckoning from beyond his watery grave. Seizing the moment, my brother and I made our way to the captain’s quarters. His door was locked from the outside, and peering through the keyhole Ragnot exchanged words with the captain, before telling him to clear the door. After some prodding on my part, Ragnot gathered his strength and kicked the portal with such force the hinges were torn clean off of the frame. The captain was effusive, but still in shock.

We escorted him to the deck, which had erupted in chaos while we were liberating the captain. Kyrashi had presented himself on deck to the great dismay of the crew. Above the clamour, Mr. Daniels could be heard promising those loyal to him clemency. The captain, still in shock, persuaded me to make a call for calm, to no avail. I implored Gannis to take charge, and to my great relief, he acceded.

Not an hour had passed as I watched the sun move athwart the Pelican. We were heading west! Rhonda was uneasy, with good reason I supposed, this ordeal had dealt a great blow to morale. I can think of few members of the crew as poorly regarded as we are, it seems, especially during dental exams. Then, the clarion call for alarm rose us to our stations. Ragnot was on deck with a spyglass.

“It’s Githyanki, fitted like a privateer.”

Undermanned, the Pelican floundered as the Githyanki made prodigious gains. I urged Gannis to release the mutineers from the brig, remembering our encounter only days ago with the possessed corpses of dead marines. This time, my recommendation was ignored. We came about after barely avoiding being rammed, and let forth a volley of ballistae. Several entities jumped aboard, rotting vessels of what once were men. I felt arcane words rising up from my subconscious. I threw a piece of jade aboard the Githyanki ship, and it exploded in a hail of stones. The dead marines seemed to falter for a moment, as we came about for another pass with our ballistae. Kyrashi and the good Deacon Valdus Brae held their own against the morose marines; the Deacon pecking out jelly-like eyes, while Kyrashi cleaved their briney bowels.

The Githyanki vessel was listing now, taking on water. Pulling out Ragnot’s spyglass, I searched for a view of their captain, yet there was no one on deck! Strange indeed.


Group Awards

Sea Zombies: 445

Privateer: 3,000

Mutineers: 400

Group Total: 3,845 Individual Awards 769
Individual Totals

Tognar 1,269 (The Captain’s Voice: 500, Group 769)

Ragnot 1,269 (Window Climber: 500, Group 769)

Valdus 1,269 (Eye Gouger: 500, Group 769)

Rhonda 1,269 (Navigating the Unknown 500, Group: 769)

Kyrashi 1,269 (Bowlyn: 500, Group: 769)

S1: Strange Interlude
meanwhile, on the high seas...

I am a passenger on a ship. It is the largest thing I have ever been on. Do you know a house? One of the structures the soft pinkbellies live inside, which cannot and may not ever move. It is a grand house, only it can move and it does move. Oh, my bowels!

The crew has grown to fear me. This feels appropriate and good, yet they shrank from my offer to prepare their fellow who died when we were attacked by the not-dead. I respected their refusal, but I did not understand it. Did they not see me consume the maggoty wet flesh of the marine creatures that stalked our boat and attacked it? I know that they did. I heard their gasps of wonder and their wretches of appreciation.

Alas, women and men are made to suffer.

There is a woman on the ship with the skin of a shark and the spinnerets of a spider. She realized that the marine not-dead’s master was aboard an invisible ship near ours. She directed their mighty ballistae to attack it, which caused the creatures to whither and cease. Her name is Rhonda. She is not well regarded, despite her power. I do not understand this world.

I informed Captain Tencoppers that I believed we were cursed. We were sailing under the new moon, and of course all great endeavors should have been immediately stopped. He agreed completely and asked that I pray on who should be ritually sacrificed to appease the future-dead. At least I think that his how the conversation went.

I was surprised when the sea spirits advised me that the captain himself should be killed, but I suppose that is my own weakness. We are all merely future-dead ourselves. Still, I was made uncomfortable at the thought of destroying the leader of this boat. I sought out Deacon Valdus, a creature who is also attuned to the gods, to ask his advice. As I should have expected, he was unwilling to grasp the divine opportunity being offered. He hesitated in the light of my glory, as all spineless southerners must. But he had heard of a meeting happening belowdecks, a meeting of the holiest of these pinkbellies, so we went to investigate.

Belowdecks the second mate, a lizard-folk named Flynnighan, was twisting his tongue around their ears. I explained that I was ready to ritually murder their captain, and the crew was very pleased. I do not blame them! I seem to fall into old habits even here, in this strange land. It appears it falls to Uno to do the things others are too weak to do. Uno is me.

But then things turned chaotic. The crew was unwilling to recognize the proper rituals. I attempted to slow down their mad rush to murder, but instead I was beaten and imprisoned. That is where I write this: the ship’s brig. Captain Tencoppers is here as well, along with his elven soldier-captain Kyrashi.

Also there are two frog brothers.


Group Awards

Drowned Things: 245

The Gith Ship: 2,000

Mutineers: 915

Group Total: 3,160 Individual Awards 510

Individual Totals

Tognar 1010 (Scalpel! 500, Group 510)

Ragnot 1010 (Wave Rider 500, Group 510)

Valdus 1010 (Voice of Reason 500, Group 510)

Uno 1010 (Ritual Murder? 500, Group 510)

Rhonda 1010 (Meditations 500, Group: 510)

Flynnighan 1010 (Booze Cabinet 500, Group: 510)

92: Dungeons & Dragons
our heroes fight a red dragon

Trapped between the portcullises, Valeria uses her trident to gather the golden, bubbling remains of Bea’s possessions: a lightning wand (Mildred), a ring of shield (Mildred), a ring of spell storing (Mildred), Wow! Bear (Ervendio), a glass bead of avert evil eye (Valeria) and her spell ook (Ervendio).

As they are looting their friend’s items, the portcullises unlock! The elderly dragon-kin the Revengers left to die comes through — with no hatching eggs, he wants to die fighting a dragon. Old Man D leads them through the rest of the trapped chamber.

Before they can move on, Carol/Ann and Lil Yankee are sent through the golden bubbling portals of Bea’s wild magic energy. Lil Yankee — unbeknownst to all, but knownst to herself — has pickpocketed Lex, Golgaraz’s piece of the rod. Meanwhile, Dru Dracos emerges BACK through the portal, having had a fight with his girlfriend, and having realized he was better off facing his demons than running from them. Dru is given the glowing blue blade it is an intelligent dragon slayer.

Suddenly, a head-splitting pain cuts through each of the Revengers — something has happened! Some of them puke. But what has occurred?

Old Man D leads them through a foggy chamber that interferes with their infravision. They come to a fire-breathing dragon that repeats the same thing, again and again: “Begone trespassers! I am tired of your excursion into my mountain, and I will tolerate it no longer!”

Dru and Valeria charge ahead, ready to battle the beast — but the others realize it is a false dragon head. Ervendio finds a secret door behind the head and Valeria, quaffing a potion of storm giant strength, rips the faux head in twain.

They head in and see the great dragon hoard — mounds of coins, magic items, and treasure, atop which rests a VENERABLE RED WYRM. The creature greets them! “It is good to finally meet, face to … faces?”

Valeria CHATKAS the creature, killing it in one blow. It polymorphs back into a kobold — secretly, it was Fragalax, the chief of CLAN WYRMGUARD.

FURAN THE DEFT emerges and monologues villainously. He is actually — she! Infryana, Queen of the Mountain. Infryrana offers to let the PCs live if they leave their stuff behind. But the Revengers attack! Dozens of kobolds emerge from the shadows, and a NOLAN appears, attacking Midlred & Ervendio

Mildred sets off some black tentacles against the dragon and Ervendio and Golgaraz protect much of the party from fire. Dru is ENLARGED and he rushes the dragon. Infryana fires her breath weapon — Golgaraz and Old Man D are hideously burned. Valeria tosses a hasted-ax , outruns it, and attacks — the ax lands, but her trident hits Dru and nearly kills him. Dru, wielding the intelligent dragon slaying sword, lands a devastating blow.

Old man D, in a last act, destroys the nolan with the lightening wand he wrestled from Mildred. The dragon-kin egg Mildred was carrying hatches and the youngling feeds on the crispy, still-kind-of-allive D.

Ervendio fires a poison arrow and it hits Infryana — in the eye! The venerable red wyrm dies on her treasure pile. The smoldering Golgaraz strums his lyre of building, nearly hitting a DESTRUCTIVE note, but instead plays the lullaby of Lil Yankee one more time.

The rest of the kobolds are destroyed, and Mildred searches through the hoard for the 6th part of the rod. Unwilling to claim it herself, Valeria invites Dru to become a full-fledged Revenger. "Yeah, fuck it,” he says, and claims ECCE, the 6th piece of the rod.

With a massive dragon hoard to their name, the Revengers find a hidden path nearby that leads out of Infyrana’s lair. But the Mountain That Moved has moved — that strange, head-splitting sensation from earlier — and they find themselves in a strange new world, surrounded by rainforest. They are approached by mounted, armored warriors investigating the strange mountain.

The warriors raise their helms — they are sauriels, intelligent dinosaur people, who remark: “There goes the planet.”

Three have been lost: Kit, Bea, Golgaraz. Two more friends met in transit (Duncan Urd and Old Man D) died to secure this sixth piece of the rod. Carol/Ann and Lil Yankee have been sent away, and their safety & fates are unknown. The Revengers are lost on a strange new world, a different plane of existence. The dragon is dead, Ecce is recovered — but what now?

Group Awards
The Nolan: 3000
Fragalax, the False Dragon: 200
Kobolds x50: 350
Kobold Lts: 30
Infyrana, Red Dragon, Queen of the Mountain That Moves: 30,000
Ecce, 6th piece of the Rod of 7 Parts: 10,000

Group Total: 43,580. Individual Award: 7264

Individual Totals:
Dru: 13,264 (Yeah Fuck It 6000, Group 7264)
Ervendio: 13,264 ( Fire Protector 6000, Group 7264)
Golgaraz: 13,264 (A Beautiful Melody/A Last Lullaby 6000, Group 7264)
Mildred: 13,264 (Mother of Black Tentacles 6000,Group 7264)
Old Man D: 13,264 (Feed the Young 6000, Group 7264)
Valeria: 13,264 (Axe A Hasty Question 6000, Group 7264)

REVEALED: 2 Dragon Slayer (4 vs. true dragons; x3 dam vs. red dragons) (Dru)

dragon hoard:
52,000 cp
43,219 sp
55,793 gp
21,711 pp

413 misc gems, worth a total of 97,990 gp
174 worth 10 gp each
137 worth 50 gp each
49 worth 100 gp each
20 worth 1000 gp each
21 worth 500 gp each
12 worth 5000 gp each

2 candlesticks, 40 gp each
8 silver settings, 750 gp each
10 fine crystal silverware pieces, 3500 gp each
1 fine tapestry, 4000 gp
1 fine painting, 2400 gp
6 statues of adventurers (not counting Bea), 4500 gp each
2 platinum drinking horns, 2000 gp each
4 electrum candelabras, 600 ep each
6 embroidered pillows, 150 gp each
2 glass figurines, 1000 gp each
1 golden statue of a dragon, 10,000 gp

20 potions
1 animal (mammal) control
2 clairvoyance
3 climbing
4 diminution
5 extra-healing
6 elixir of health
7 elixir of madness
8 fire resistance
9 fire giant control
10 healing
11 human control
12 oil of etheralness
13 oil of fumbling
14 oil of impact
15 philter of stammering & stuttering
16 poison
17 poison
18 speed
19 treasure finding
20 ventriloquisim

11 magical scrolls, cast at 20th level
1 flaming sphere
2 lightning bolt
3 wall of iron
4 clone
5 polymorph any object
6 limited wish
7 cure serious wounds
8 holy word
9 protection vs. cold
10 protection vs. dragon breath
11 protection vs. poison

x-ray vision
fire resistance

thunder & lightning (24 charges)
striking (25 charges)

enemy detection (82 charges)
paralyzation (89 charges)

manual of quicking in action

cloak of the bat

crystal hypnosis ball

rope of entanglement

scale mail +4

shield +2

ring mail +3

plate mail +3

mace +3

sword of dancing

scimitar of speed +2

morning star -1

91: Beginning of the End
our heroes begin the final approach

The sound of battle intrudes on the quiet of their safe room.

In the dungeon beyond, the Revengers spy a kobold named Duncan Urd, of the Dragon Mountain Urds, fighting a brain spider. He’s one of the slaves they liberated, and with the rest of his fellows dead in a failed rebellion, he has sought out the Revengers to join them. He knows they are called The Killers and he knows they are led by a powerful wizard called The Devastator.

The party helps him kill the spider, and in its final moments Duncans “overhears” its final telepathic call: more food. come, and eat!

Bea, unused to how heavy her now-solid-gold body weights, lags behind as the group explores the halls. She sees another brain spider emerge from a narrow crack in the walls and she fireballs it. The Revengers join in, destroying it.

In a secluded corner, the party discovers a group of dragon-kin taking refuge. They are protecting a thatch of eggs. The Revengers kill the defenders, and Mildred and Carol/Ann claim a dragon-kin egg for their own. During the fight, “Lil” Yankee is hit by a fumbling miss from Golgaraz’s dancing scimitar. After the fight, they discover an elder dragon-kin, waiting to be eaten by the hatched younglings. It tries to battle the Revengers, but can’t even rise from its bed. The party leaves it behind.

They debate taking the rest of the eggs and take out a magic sack they’d found some time earlier. They test its capabilities, wondering if it’s a bag of holding. A spear goes in, but won’t come out. Duncan reaches in to retrieve it — and discovers it is actually a bag of devouring. Their new kobold ally is eaten by the bag. The group immediately forgets his name — Stiv? — just another in a long line of kobolds who have tried to help them.

They go south, past an open (and not-trapped) portcullis. They find a series of closed, and seriously locked, portcullises. They again discuss whether to turn back, and why they are even seeking this dragon hoard at all. Is there even a rod here? Has Darcie Bill already claimed it? Wasn’t he supposed to be in here somewhere? What was up with that huge fortress they saw?

Carol/Ann cannot unlock the first portcullis. Valeria tries to bend its bars — Bea assists with a knock — and Valeria thinks she’s done it herself. For the next one, Bea helps with a fabricate spell, creating a steel statue of herself, leaving Valeria to wonder how she’s gained these strange new powers! Bea uses her beholder’s eye to turn the statue into a golden replica of herself.

Heading to the third portcullis, the group runs into an invisible wall of force. It cannot be dispelled, so Ervendio and Golgaraz turn the group ethereal in order to move past it. They slip past some sort of gravity-defying trap, but then hit a magical dead zone. They are snapped back from the ethereal plane, immediately setting off a deadly fire trap. Bea is melted into a puddle of molten gold slag — a very powerful mage, and one of the original Revengers, is utterly destroyed.

The flame clicks off. The Revengers back off of the pressure plate. Carol/Ann, near death, is revived by Ervendio. The group is trapped between two heavily-locked portcullises, their wizard is dead, and the dragon awaits….

brain spiders, 8,000
dragon-kin, 11,200
old dwarven traps, 500

group total: 19,700. individual total: 3284

Bea 6284 (Devastator 3000, Group 3284)
Duncan 6284 (A Fine Gentleman 3000, Group 3284)
Ervendio 6284 (Don’t Forget Darcie Bill 3000, Group 3284)
Golgaraz 6284 (Invisible Swordsman 3000, Group 3284)
Mildred 6284 (Feels Like a Girl Again 3000, Group 3284)
Valeria 6284 (Bends Bars 3000, Group 3284)

dragon-kin egg (Mildred and Carol/Ann)


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