Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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Sam will look at all of the staffs seeing if it’s just staff 6 is magical
arcane 14
They're magic foci. They are magic by definition. If you were to cast detect magic, they'd all have a magic aura.
Sam will cast detect magic with his last 1st level slot
Everything is magic. The hors douvres, the guests, the furniture, even the air glows with the aura of illusion magic.
(Sam, you're in the side area with the staves, still, right?)
Chadderlay took staff #6, made of chardalyn and suffused with Netherese magic. While holding the staff, a creature is immune to the frightened and poisoned conditions
"This staff thrums with the power of ancient Netheril!"
Chadderlay will swing it lightly to and fro in the air before him. Taking a few practice swings with it and getting a feel for it's balance and heft.
Sorry I would have cast it around where the staffs would be should of made it a bit clearer
Angus is not an arcane caster, and so will not take a staff.
Anybody want to try the other door in this hallway? Otherwise, there's another hall with some doors on the other side (west) of the ballroom.
<@Legion4: got it. I'll let you know if you see anything else in the course of moving about>
So, opening rhe door: anyone?
Chadderlay will knock on the door with his staff and call out.
"Anybody in there? I hope you're dressed because I'm coming in now!"
Then Chadderlay will open the door and enter.
Shifting green, purple, and blue light spills into this room through a single window. Bolted-down tables hold an array of equipment: beakers of alchemical fluid, alembics, cut crystal needles, surgical tools, coiled leather tubes, and more. Behind the tables stands an ornate suit of armor. Where the head should be is a swollen human brain floating inside a canister of translucent fluid.
The suit speaks in a synthesized female voice, in the Lororss tongue "outsiders, then? I suppose someone was bound to happen along eventually. How are things going out there?"
<prof. SKANT can translate to common>
Sam will walk in after hearing the joke from ched “haha good one” then seeing the suit of armour goes and say “well if part of your idea was to have the city in ice then yes, but we’re are my manners my name is samgori the Primus tryannus and you are” does Sam get the same idea that the suit is A magical if so what type as detect magic and B is the suit not advance the kewilwahs Power armour
"Oh. My. God. What. Is. That. Thing?"
Chadderlay is momentarily stunned by what he sees before him.
Transmutation. It's not robotic, just magic, so less 'advanced', it's just plate armor.
Noting the use of common, the synthetic voice reapo ds in common, "Ah. Where are my manners? Yes, the name is Veneranda. And I assure you, that I had little to do with Ytthrns frigid fate. Iriolarthas is the one who wanted to uncover the lost secrets of Ostoria. But now that ages have past, the city buried I'm this frozen waste, at last a glimmer of hope exists thst I may rejoin the mages if High Netheril and this monstrous sacrifice will have been worth it, after all. Little better than the vestige of the lich that built this city, but where he's fou d himself mite and mad, aloof from this plane, I remain lucid as rhe day I lost my flesh. Now, tell us, how did you arrive here? How do we return to High Netheril?"
“Ahh about that how long do you think you been inside the ice for, also we’re here on some business can you help”
"Hard to say. The rate of decay is fast at first, then it sort of plateaus. Certainly it's been a thousand years if it's been but one. Noe, how do we get out of here? And who now rules high Netheril? I'll wish to oresent them a gift for finally sending a rescue party." Veneranda replies.
"It has been quite some time indeed. Perhaps even longer than you might realize but I'm afraid I have even worse news. The ancient empire of Netheril has fallen while the eons marched on."
Chadderlay delivers the bad news and braces himself for Veneranda's reaction.
The words hang in the air as Veranda considers. At last, her response, the synthetic voice devoid of emotion, comes: "I have prepared myself for this news for millenia, but .. it still srimgs to hear it confirmed. There is a way, though. We can yet undo the fate of Ythryn, the fate of the empire. We can go back, avert the disaster and raise Netheril to new heights. And you intrepid lot, you will take from that fool Iriolarthas the means by which we can right the course of history. You must go to his study and retrieve an article powerful enough to activate the failsafe, which has lain dormant for ages. Alone. I could not bear the burden, but now there is no hope left to hold. This time has come to an end, snd we shall usher in a return to the golden age."
At about this time, the device given by the Harper's new ally, freed from the lost Abeirian city, begins to writhe and squirm. The very device that led you astray into this cavern is now pointing you in a northward direction, seemingly in response to Veneranda's words.
Chadderlay looks over his companions.
"It appears our mission now leads us Northward."