Friday, March 20, 2015

Session 10

So, the party, now with their flumph friend, venture forth into the alter room.  There they talk to the drow sorceress that they originally met in the manor so long ago, and is told that she was their last hope out of the ethernal plane.

The party this week had a human druid-ranger, a half-elf wizard, a high-elf wizard, a wood-elf ranger, a half-orc barbarian, a dwarf cleric, and a lightfoot-halfing rogue.  The party was accompanied by a flumph, who went into the alter room and was able to bind with the drow sorceress again.  There, the drow tells them that there was a mind flayer conspiracy, that they might be listened in on, and to follow her voice out of the temple through a hole made in the wall from a previous assault a long time ago.  The druid pressed her for more information, but the drow points out that she is really their only chance out of the ethernal plane.

So, the group moves out, and in the cave they find themselves in a cave chamber with four darkmantles, two gibbering mouths, and a roper all waiting to feed on passing creatures.  Throughout the fight, the darkmaltles were killed as they come, while the party focused on the gibbering mouthers.  The mouthers try to use their stench to blind various party members, only to blind themselves, and one of them was later poisoned by the flumph, who was riding on the druid in spider form for most of the fight.  The roper, deciding it was hungry for chainmail, roped in the cleric with its tendrils and spent most of the fight trying to eat it.

The session went into overtime, so the aftermath of this session was to be determined next week.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Session 9

So, the group, now having found themselves in the ethereal plane, are on their journey to get back to the material plane so that they can be paid.

The party this week was a half-elf sorcerer-fighter, a human druid-ranger, a high-elf wizard, a wood-elf ranger, and a half-orc barbarian.  The group found themselves in a strange keep and are trying to get themselves out of the keep.  So, they start to walk, following the strange voice from the previous session.

As the group walks through the darkening hallways they can hear chatter in undercommon.  No one in the group can speak undercommon and does not understand it.  The group is able to avoid detection as they formulate a plan.  The Sorcerer peeks through to see that the inhabitants inside of the castle were Nothics, normally found in the underdark that like to raid wizard schools.



There was another creature there, but the Sorcerer didn't know what it was.

It was this thing.


The Sorcerer decides to use his forgery kit to write a note to the monsters, reading 'We don't want to hurt anyone, but if you let us pass we will not fight you' repeated in every single language that he knew and everyone in the party knew.  The Druid wild shapes into a spider to spy on the nothics, whom take the notes that is sent to them via spectral hand.  One of them takes the note, shows his friends, than eats it.

Initiative is rolled, with the Druid dropping on a nothic as a surprise round.  With the nothic blocking the hallway, and the druid on the other end, there was much fire and lightening, with burning hands and a flaming sphere taking out the nothics.

Meanwhile the cute tentacle monster (which the group OOC didn't think was so cute) tried to help the druid that was being swarmed by the nothic, having had trasformed from being a spider to human to bear.  The monster, which was a Flumph, but the party doesn't know what it is, was attacking the nothics, and later stabilizes the Druid when he went down.

At the end, the flumph explains (telepathically) that a drow summoned it to lead an adventuring party out of the eathernal plane.  The creature made a request to be near an alter that would help it establish 'communication'.