Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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Khessa, is not as dissatisfied as Katryl... Yes, of course, the Troglodyte is not trying too hard to provide details, but the need to travel backwards to follow some other branch could not be ruled out... Knowing that it is possible to come across Purple Worms (better yet one of their abandoned nurseries) continuing beyond the other exit is however an indication of some usefulness.
Question 5: To your knowledge, are there Beholders (even just one Beholder) living here in the Wormwrithings?
Of course, everyone knows about the Vast Oblivion out here.
And with that, the corpse falls over, silent.
"So, now we proceed ahead and hope we eventually find both the purple worm eggs and the beholder, brilliant." The noble Drow says dryly, already mounted on his riding lizard and ready to move on now, again sending Grax'xt ahead to scout for threats.
Grax'xt perception: 16
Knowledge roll regarding Vast Oblivion that everyone knows about: 17 Another roll if being an Underdark native would mean advantage: 20
"So, in these tunnels we can find both Purple Worms and Beholders..." Khessa sighs, ready to go again "So at least two of the components we need... Although, potentially, a little dangerous to obtain".
“Well, I'm relieved, anyway” the blonde arcane warrior smiles. "After all, the demon invasion has reached these corridors too... so it's not entirely unthinkable, to find a hatchery of Purple Worms that have been exterminated, or a Beholder that has fared the worst against a group of demons. We could even get the components without a fight, with a little luck".
"And if we weren't so lucky and were forced to fight to get them..." the tall adventuress passes her blue eyes, admiringly, over all the members of the party and the army "...we have already demonstrated several times that we know how to fight. This time we were up against half an army (and I mean half a real army) - but we all did very well".
The Vast Oblivium is the lair home to a beholder known as Karazikar the Eye Tyrant. He is well known for keeping slaves as well as the usual horde of material possessions. The place is well known for good reason: to stay away from it.
The noble Drow shares what he just remembered about the Vast Oblivion/Oblivium. "I'm not sure why I didn't remember earlier the Vast Oblivion/Oblivium being situated here in the Wormwrithings. Considering Vizeran already told us we could expect to find both the purple worm egg and the eye of the boholder in the Wormwrithings I'm not sure how helpful it is with this information but now you know." He continues before motioning for the expedition to get moving.
"Another slaver..." Khessa's blue eyes light up for a moment with a dangerous light "Well, at least I won't have regrets, if we are forced to 'take' the component from him".
"Thank you for sharing, Traydark" the blonde arcane warrior smiles at him. "Every additional piece of information that we can remember or recover can sooner or later prove helpful".
The discussion with the dead ended, Katryl too is ready to depart. She continues to stick with the scouts, leading on out of the caverns. (Presumably we are returning to the cylindrical 10 ft. diameter tunnels once again?)
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard || Iromae Quinaea, Cleric
Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Leaving the troglodyte cave behind, and the ropers, you venture back into the cylindrical tunnels you were now familiar with you carry on for another couple days...
The remnants of a rockfall have opened up a small vaulted cavern along the passageway. Apart from the occasional glowing insect scuttling along the walls, the cavern is dark. Grax'xt informs you someone is sitting off to the side up a ways in the recess of rock, when suddenly, a loud voice booms out all around you in Undercommon: “Turn back or suffer a death so horrible you cannot imagine! You have been warned!”
Lulu lets loose a string of curses in Sylvan as the booming voice nearly startles her off Hestr. She peers into the deep darkness with her supernatural gaze as she urges her mount slowly forward. "Death at yer hands or another's?" she replies to the disembodied voice. Any creature who would warn of danger rather than attack them immediately has a disposition worth conversing with in this dark place.
Khessa, all things considered, prefers those who, like the mysterious voice, issue warnings (however apparently threatening), to those, like the Troglodytes, who attack on sight and without provocation. She therefore, although taking care to intervene between the gentle Firbolg and the direction from which the sudden words came, is relatively relaxed, as she adds to what Lunaria has already said: "And in any case we come in peace, in the name of kindness... Who and why would ever want to harm us?"
The noble Drow supresses a chuckle as the human states they come in the name of kindness. In the language of the drow the closest word would be a quite derogatory one also meaning weakness and foolishness. Instead of speaking up, Traydark makes use of his familiar's sight and takes a closer look at who is hiding up ahead and if it is that person speaking, or rather using magic to create the booming voice.
Perception: 21
Insight: 12
Horkas just draws his hammer and sits atop Skitter ready for violence or peace =)
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There appears to be a young drow in the rubble ahead, the source of the sound is probably magical.
The voice simply booms out again with the same message.
"Your magic does not fool us youngling, just come out and speak to us, maybe we'll be able to help each other." Traydark calls out to the hidden Drow in the language of his kin.
Persuasion to get the Drow to cooperate: 18 Another roll if advantage due to being Drow: 8 + Luck: 10
A young girl pushes her way out of the rubble and says her name is Hanne Hallen, ally of house Mizzrym. Hanne was on her first egg run with her mother’s team when a passing purple worm burst into the tunnel they were traveling through, separating her from the rest of the group. Convinced that her mother and the rest of the Dark Hunters were killed by the purple worm, the headstrong and half-starved young mage-in-training is attempting to make her way back to Menzoberranzan.
Seeing the young drow is half-starved, Lulu offers her food and drink as she had the dwarves. Also taking the opportunity, if she accepts ration or water, to check her for injury. “If yer mother and her team are hunters of the beasts, then I reckon it would take more than one worm in passing to send them across the Veil,” she says in gentle encouragement.
((Medicine check if needed (could this also be a way to check for Madness too?): 17))
House Mizzrym was fifth in the City of Spiders but the girl was a mere commoner, still she could have her uses and keeping her safe could help them procure favours if they would run into the Dark Hunters. "Yes, you should come with us, we'll keep you safe until you are reunited with your mother or brought back to Menzoberranzan." Traydark chimes in with a reassuring smile. "To make this safer and quicker, please share what you know about where we can find a purple worm egg. Also, as a matter of personal interest, I would be grateful to hear about our home, how are things these times?" He asks calmly as the girl presumably starts to eat and drink what she is offered, taking a seat beside her.
"It's been a while since we were home, quite a while. But when I left the city was still in chaos from everything. Mother said they had big plans but she wouldn't tell me what they were. And I don't know about the worms, this is my first hunt. My mother is the one who knew all about them." She refreshes herself slowly but eagerly.
"Well, eat and drink girl, but then we should be on our way, hopefully we will find your mother and her hunters soon, you can take my steed until then." The noble Drow offers in a gesture of building relations and loyalty.