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Reluctant Heroes / Re: Where Are We Now?
« on: December 05, 2023, 09:55:33 AM »Three of the celestials remain.
You are in a warehouse district.
What can they tell us about Sigil.
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Three of the celestials remain.
You are in a warehouse district.
Being a highly educated and brilliant Drow, as well as spending his "retirement" years studying lore, history, and mythology, Chase looks at Asinjin and Parker and blurts out...
"Wait...Sigil...as in the center of the Multiverse? You mean that Sigil? Fascinating...Perhaps we can calibrate the portal key we acquired to open a door to Habololy."
The larger words in your soliloquy give him pause. He clearly doesn’t like the look of Sha’ar’s gore covered glaive.
“I ain’t go no use for half dead slaves and no time to fatten them up either. You all git before I come back with some real basherz to send the lot of you into the book.”
The giant looks confused when Asinjin changes into the fiend, but when Vega makes his pronouncement, it gives a broken tooth grin and licks its lips.
“You wee gits are just some sort of misguided do-gooderz. You ain’t got my kit and you ain’t no factoums of the Shackle King. Leave me the halflings and a dwarf or two and go on your way.”
Would everyone be available on 12/11 instead of 12/12?
The room is 100’ x 150’ and the giant is roughly 70’ from you. The smaller “humans” are not in chains. They are all armed.
You are fairly sure you heard one of the loths call the Cornugan by that name.
Is this asked out loud?
The tracks end in a turntable. The warehouse is mostly empty except for a few scattered broken crates. The freed slaves are dazed but coming around.
Before you can explore the warehouse a horribly misshapen giant and a large group of not-quite sure what race they are humanoids enter. The giant begins barking orders at you:
“Eh you worthless lot, get those crates off the carts and opened before . . .” “What in the seventh hell is this about? Where’s my kit? Where’s Ureblage or the Knight? Who are you lot?”
You cast the spell as the freed slaves are being assembled. You find the Knight being healed near the prison.