Category DND Blog: EFK Saga

Deciding to fall back and recoup spells, the party retreats to the king’s chambers, deploys a rope and vanishes. When they descend, it is clear that there has been activity in their absence. The bodies of the fallen are missing, and it seems that there has been an evacuation of the upper levels. The party spends some time investigating the handful of closed doors that still exist and are rewarded by an attack from a crazed chimera. The menace is swiftly defeated, though some damage is taken by the indomitable Mr. T. A bit more searching reinforces the idea that there was a rather hasty retreat during the party’s absence.

Some magical scouting is undertaken and the lower level is also remarkably quiet...

The group assembles a dithery plan that eventually has them scout the island via invisible druid in raven form – which establishes the presence of a stone outrigger anchored at a set of docks. Aforementioned ship is crewed by what appear to be stone giants. No other obvious egress is seen, aside from the numerous gas vents and lava tunnels – but many of those seem to be quite active and as such would seem suicidally dangerous to explore. Notes are taken. The plan is amended a few times and adjusted to fit then launched. Approaching invisibly, the mages unleash potent spells that slay the door guards swiftly and silently. The door is investigated and found to be unlocked, but massive. Luckily, there is a spell for that and the door swings open...

There is an interlude during which spells are cast and loopholes are explored. After some time, the group start looking around for the next set of evil to kill…and plunder..’don’t forget the plunder’ say the folks who are carrying enough wealth to bankrupt several small kingdoms without affecting the bottom line.

Anyway – they cast about ans discover that the threat from the west is not gone, but has changed in scope. It seems that a band of marauding hill giants have started attacking caravans bringing trade from the western nations to Cormyr.

Hmm. Encirclement? Is this another of Coburn’s tactics, or just some opportunistic giants seeking to capitalize on the situation? Who knows? Who cares? They must be stopped!
Off they go in their airship – floating above the hillsides and eventual...

Malchor, Elulyn and the rest spend time investigating the outside of the ‘temple’ and discover that there has been recent foot traffic between this place and game trails that stretch into the hills on the western flank of Cormyrian territory, so there is some truth to the rumors. Attempts to disenchant the stone and tunnel through it are unsuccessful, so they resort to the large front door. They tear through the complex like a chainsaw through water. Within ten minutes they have defeated a band of lycanthropes and slain a few ogre magi as they quickly explore the interior.

They encounter a pair of mind flayers but thanks to Malchor’s mind blank, although the creatures were aware of the party’s presence, they did not notice Malchor’s thoughts and are surprised when he enters through a wel...

Emerging in the endless expanse of water, devoid of any sense of down, the astute party recognizes that they aren’t on the prime plane. Well, that is OK – they are old hands at sailing the planar seas, so off they go. They make contact with a gnome piloting an underwater vessel and come to learn that she is in fact the Squigglespok that they sought. Conversation reveals her backstory and the group is ferried to the palace of the local sea-witch who rules this pocket plane. Entering the complex, the group is confronted by a sign that lists expected behavior of ‘guests’. Interesting. Off they go.

However, the group decides not to antagonize their host and defeat monsters and traps in the least homicidal and/or destructive way possible...