Phandelver and Below: The Shattered Obelisk

Bryony just stares at Ontharyx for a moment before responding. "No, never heard of him. Where can we find him? Point us the way. Also, I think you should really go talk to your kids. They are worried sick about you. They are worried about you like I'm worried about my aunt. Will you please go talk to them just for a minute?"

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Nightblade:

Returning just in time to hear that last part from Bryony, Nightblade chimes in, "Indeed, I just spoke with them.  They are in the room behind me and desperately wish to speak to you and ensure you are okay."

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"Qunbraxel is not from here. ...He – or rather 'it' – is humanoid, tentacled, but quite regal, and highly intelligent" answers Ontharyx. "You would be wise to meet with Qunbraxel."

"And yes, I...  I will speak with my sons" continues Ontharyx, nodding uncertainly. "Go fetch them, bring them here," he instructs Nightblade quietly. "My compatriots will show the rest of you the way to Qunbraxel's realm." He sweeps a hand behind him, toward the double doors to the east. The other cultists nod, and lead those ready to follow toward the far doors.

Nightblade:

”I just tried to convince them, Lord Ontharyx, to come to this room, but they refused.  They wish you to go visit them at the library, just a few steps away behind me,” replies Nightblade with a bow.

”If you would go to them, I know they desire greatly to meet with you.  However, they worry the cult has affected you and fear to approach.  Please, go to your sons.  I can escort you if you like,” offers Nightblade.

"We're wasting time," Bryony complains, glaring at Ontharyx. "You need to go talk to your sons. They are just in that room right over there. It'll only take you a few minutes. They won't come out here so you need to go them."

Even as she speaks, the halfling can tell that Ontharyx isn't going to bend to their will. He may give off a polite demeanor, but the way he speaks, he sounds devoted to the cult, probably a lost cause. The halfling tugs at Boona until the giantess leans down. Bryony whispers in her ear: "Pick him up and take him to his sons. He'll probably try to fight us, but maybe we can surprise him."

Stealth if necessary to prevent Ontharyx from overhearing - 25