Necromancer's Delusion-Homebrew

Wymeron looks to Jinara with a scowl that holds firm for a few seconds then falters as Jinara's eyes flare.  Fear begins to grip him but he is still determined to resist.  "What is it that you want?  You apparently know more of my doings than I do, so what do I or any of these individuals have to give you?"  he says motioning to the trio of Dain, Cedany and Celaser.

Torq smacks Wymeron with his wing. "You will speak with respect or you will pay the consequence."

Attack:  20   Damage (IDK my talons are d4 so I did a d4):   8

Jinara walks around the room as Torq reacts to Wymeron's remarks. He lets this happen without pause. He says in a very monotoned voice "I've already asked you before.  Tell about your dealings and alliances. We already know you travel to the feywild. We already know your underground grotto. Your...um... body guards disguised as acolytes does not aid in us believing that you are guiltless. Tell us now the entire truth. You have no other options and clearly no where to go." as he raises his hands and looks at Valeera in her Dragon form, then to Varian, the to Torq, then quickly to Aryn, Mucor, Kelgos, the 3 instructors, the back to Wymeron. A long moment goes by as he walks up to Wymeron and says "Behoove yourself and come clean with your plans and deceptions." 

(Do I see anything on his person? An amulet or circlet or anything?)

Jinara- Make a persuasion check!

Anyone can make a DC20 insight check:

Persuasion 20

Insight 14

Wymeron recoils from the slap and wipes a bit of blood from his lip then scoffs at Jinara's questions... "Do you know what it's like to serve for 14 years and have no recognition?  To have everyone above you swoon over some child..." he says glaring at Jinara.   "Yes, I travel to the feywild from time to time.  Yes, I sell my services and talents to those who are willing to pay for them and receive the appreciation I deserve.  Who cares about the feywild anyway?  Bunch of backwater nature loving nymphs and fairies.  Who cares if they kill each other.  Did you notice the mountains there?  Huge crystalline mountains with priceless gemstones.  More than enough that I can pay to forward my position in this world."  

Though Wymeron confesses he is still guarded in his words.  He seems bent on hiding as much detail as possible while still keeping himself alive by answering.

(*eats popcorn... could I retcon some inspiration to each of the party members or at least Jinara, Torq and Aryn?)

Gaelin will look closely at Wymeron's face squinting to see if he notices any tell in his speech.  Then he'll turn to Dain and Celaser to see how they react to him being slapped, and to Wymeron's response to Jinara. 

Insight:  15

Insight:  20

(Yes!)

Mucor would move to cast a spell on Jinara but then remember that it won't work. He would listen closely to the prisoners words..

insight! 19

Insight:   8

Torq is prepared to act at any moment and will keep his hands on the hilt of his weapons but keep from drawing them.  He'll keep his wings at the ready to slap Wymeron at Jinara's request or whenever he doesn't like the answer.

"Some child?!?" Jinara's voice bellows and his eyes flare again. "That 'child' came to the temple as a sanctuary as he had no parents to care for him. That 'child' worked harder than any other acolyte to learn as much as he could to be a good steward of Davara and earn the respect of the temple leaders. That 'child' had no control of his gift or background!" Jinara removes his cloak in one swift motion, which is the first time any of the Lightbringers have ever seen him without his black cloak with silver thread at the seems. What you see (see spoiler for headshot. Couldn't find a fan art photo of anything close except this one. Change out the blue eyes for black with a silver ring in each) is sleeveless black tunic, again donning the patented silver thread. This tunic is very ornate with scroll work threading across the chest and down to the belt, which is black with several pouches attached. You see (which has never been used) a simple hand crossbow, a quiver of bolts, and a single dagger with a dragon head as the handle base. His arms are covered in asymmetric spots of golden scales, a mark of his origin and source of power.

"You kept what this was from me. You kept from me that I am a celestial being. Your deceptions stem back over my life. That stops today!" Jinara takes a breath, looks at Varian for a moment to remember why we are here. Returning to a stoic demeanor, Jinara interlocks his fingers in front of his chest and looks at Wymeron again "This has gone on long enough. Your selfishness is obvious, so you telling us that you want to gain your power through financial outlets means you have no faith or devotion to Davara, but only yourself. Let us return to our main topic of your dealings in the feywild. Your treachery has extended passed the planer bounds by you bringing 2 shadowhands and masking them as acolytes. What is your true intentions with the queen of darkness?"

Gaelin listens to Jinara's response and looks over his arms then looks to Aryn and the others.  He'll look to Mucor and whisper, "You got them for minute?" looking back to the trio of prisoners.  He'll take a few steps towards Wymeron and add, "We already know of your treachery, we simply wish to know how deep it goes.  We know of your manipulation of this one's mind and they have each informed us of everything they've been witness to.  Are there others whose memory you've manipulated?  Confess!"

Gaelin make a deception check!

Deception:  20     (huzzah!)

(Well then... that'll do.)

For the first time, Wymeron's stern features seem to crumble as fear sets in.  "Surely these imbeciles gave you nothing..." he scoffs looking around frantically before settling back on Jianra.  You can see the concern growing on his face as Jinara's eyes flare and seem to burn into his vision.  He tries to hold Jinara's gaze but after a few moments looks away and turns his head, unable to stand againt the unstoppable willpower of Jinara and his allies.  "Alright... alright... I'll tell you... just spare me and let me live.  We... we made a deal with the queen.  We'd help provide our services in creating weapons and conjuring powerful beings to aid in the assault on some village and city to the north.  Dain & Celaser have some innate magical capabilities... In the beginning both were open to the prospect of increasing their wealth and prestige.  However, Dain had a change of heart after witnessing the slaughter of a satyr and dryad scouting party.  That was when I augmented his memory...  Celaser on the other hand reveled at the opportunity to run tests and study the fey.  It's part of the reason he wrote me months ago and showed me the location of the portal.  He himself had been traveling to the feywild long before I." Wymeron says with a pause then he points at Celaser with a renewed vigor.   "He is the true culprit...  Th.. the one who orchestrated the deals.  Were it not for him, I could've stayed on the righteous path but he has corrupted me in some way.  Yes... I was blinded by pride and ambition, bu but surely you can see that I can be redeemed." 

At this declaration Celaser sneers and shouts "Fool!" then begins to walk towards Wymeron.

Aryn- you would see Celaser's face change from content to furious as Wymeron began to divulge information.  He has the look of someone who sees red and has nothing but a thirst for blood.  Dain's scowl towards Celaser seems to grow more and more as the recollections hit from Wymeron's words.  Cedany seems to be in a bit of disbelief with hints of anger, more so at herself for not noticing the foul manner of these individuals.

"yes, everything is under control" Mucor would whisper with a small nod to Gaelin before giving a hard look back towards the prisoners.

Mucor- do you restrain Celaser or allow him to walk up to Wymeron?

Seeing Celaster move towards Wymeron, Mucor would quickly move to intercept him. "NO!" Mucor would shout as he positions himself between the two figures. "Get back where you belong, perhaps if you answer our questions we'll allow the two of you to discuss your future relationship in private but for now you need to stand back.." He would add as he points a finger towards where Celaster had been standing moments ago.

(So I was wanting to add some flavor with my spores swirling around and creating a small barrier behind Mucor that would work as a bit of a deterant but I don't know if they would work... looking at my character sheet and how Mucor works.. i am not sure if it is considered magic or not.)

(I would say that the spores are not magical but an ability, so you would be able to use them, similar to wildshape.)

Celaser stops in his tracks and glares at Mucor.  He turns slightly as if leaving then pulls a small needle from his hair and attempts to stab Mucor with it.

Attack:  13   Damage:  4    If it hits make a DC18 Con save or take  58   poison damage and fall unconscious.