Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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Omyn is shaking with fear now. I don't know what it's called. I've never seen it. Only the eye, from the darkness. It gets in your head. Like you. Get out of my head!
He screams these last words, and spends a few moments just sobbing, his hands covering his face, before he's able to resume in a slightly more controlled voice.
It made a deal with Glasstaff. It works for him. I never saw it fight. No-one likes going through the hole. You're lucky if it's asleep and doesn't want to play with you.
Did we take his money already? I must have missed that lol but the gesture is like a nod to the 'mercy' Incantis referred to since earlier he said he doesn't have enough for Zoria's toll. Which seems to be a running gag with Zoria that I think is hilarious lol
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We gave the money to the kidnapped family of the murdered man.
Oh by 'mercy' Incantis was implying that if the man doesn't cooperate he's going to wish we killed him, not referring to Zoria at all. He was also saying damn Zoria's toll, Incantis wants them dead for being slavers.
Incantis meets Zoria eye to eye, speaking telepathically and in his emotional duress forgoes the poetic speech he had been beginning to open up and show Dario. I don't know what game you're playing at or why you've decided to join us, but if you think I'm going to bribe the new guy every time we need to get our job done then canter home, ponyboy.
Incantis nods at the man, indicating he's heard everything he needs to. He looks around at everybody, his relatively agreeable personality replaced with cold fury, his voice firm, loud, and croak-free. It's clear a nerve has been struck by this captive family, and by the parties lack of anger toward it. "Now that he's barked, I want somebody here, right now, to give me a compelling reason why Vaz or I shouldn't put this dog down." His hand crackles with eldritch energy.
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Incantis, save your ire for the enemy. Who has more right to “put this dog down” as you say? We or the people that he and his ilk have wronged? I say let them have their justice, their closure, allow them to take back their pride and power as they see fit.
"This IS the enemy! I care not for the catharsis of the executioner, but for whether the dog is down. If pride and power mattered to the stars this family would never have been chained."
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
He meets Dekhan's eyes, recalling the paladin's beheading of the bandit in the wood. "Are the Redbrands worthy of death, yes or no."
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Dekhan takes a moment, reliving the execution of the Redbrand in the woods. Indeed, indeed they are. I’m not above executing them when needs be. If you feel this one needs to die I’ll not stop you. I ask you to consider, though, is it necessary to do it now? If you deem it an issue of safety, then do it. If it’s vengence, I ask again, who hs more right to it. Us, he points to the bruised and beaten family or them.
The woman gathers her children to her and pulls them with her as she steps out of the cell room and into the crypt. She doesn't seem to recognise that the piles of bones on the ground were recently undead. The family stands in the middle of the crypt, just looking very very tired.
Incantis slumps. "Vengeance. Mark my words Dekhan, I will take this out on Gladstaff with your blessing and aid. I will speak to the family and ask for their input before they get too far. And so help me Stars," he turns to Zoria. "If they choose death and you ask for your toll from their reparations..."
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
He walks out and approaches the woman and her children, speaking somberly. "I know nothing I can do can reverse the removal of your time and the twisting of your fates, but I can provide the same power in return. What will become of this man? Life or death, imprisonment or culling, his fate is yours, as would be the satisfaction of wielding the blade if you wish it."
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
"I might be able to make an exception for these heathens. Anyone who would willingly capture and bind those with the intentions of slavery, I cannot forgive and are out of my hands for saving."
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Incantis, the woman Mirna hesitates, and then slowly withdraws her arms from around her children. Nilsa, Nars, please go and sit down. She nods to the sarcophagus in the south-west corner of the room. Nars, go with your sister. It's okay.
Nars snaps I'm not a child, I can... but Mirna interrupts him sharply: Nars. He hangs his head and allows Nilsa to guide him to the sarcophagus where they sit, staring at the hallway that leads east and out of the crypt.
Mirna leans close to you, Incantis, and speaks in a low voice: Can we speak for a moment, please... er, sir? I'm sorry, I didn't get your name. She starts to move, and it seems she wants you to go with her. She passes through the doorway leading into the small area where you and Dario rested, stops and looks back, waiting for you to follow.
Incantis doesn't bother responding, having made up his mind to disregard this 'toll' regardless if the family chooses death, and indeed if it comes up again about anyone the group deems worthy of execution. He waits for the family to speak.
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Varinth hands one end of the rope to Zoria, spools out about fifteen feet, and hands the rest to Dekhan.
Okay Sirs and Mam, I won't be long. I will get them to the entrance and then watch from the ruins as they make their way into town.
Vaz ushers the family out as respectfully as time allows.
Incantis follows Mirna to the north hallway, shutting the door firmly behind him. He leads the woman as far north as is reasonably possible and speaks in the barest of whispers. "I am called Incantis, Mirna. What is it you wish to say?"
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
I just want to clarify, after the initial conversation with the captured Redbrand, me and Steve spoke, and this "toll" that Zoria has is not like a "Pay Zoria to kill an out of combat person or it's going to be PVP". It's more of like Zoria will go along with the group, but some coin will definitely win her over and not be as "sour" about it more or less. She definitely doesn't want unnecessary bloodshed, ESPECIALLY against someone who has willingly surrendered. For the most part when it's referenced now, it's more of a running joke, than an actual toll she is demanding. Just wanted to clear that up.
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Incantis, repeats Mirna. Thank you for talking with me. I want to say that I am very, very grateful to you all for rescuing my children. I will never be able to thank you enough. But please try to understand, Phandalin is not a dangerous place, it never has been, not until recently. The roads are dangerous, the countryside around is dangerous, but not the town. My children have grown up safe and healthy and perhaps a little innocent. And in the last seven days their father has been murdered. They've been kidnapped, and kept in a cell to be sold as slaves. Nars has been beaten every day for insulting them, but the more they beat him, the more he talked back, and I couldn't get him to stop. And Nilsa. She's crying now, and takes a moment to get control of herself and wipe away the tears.
They didn't lay a hand on her. They didn't want to damage the merchandise. But they told her. What would happen to her. What her 'master' would do to her after she was sold. How he would use her. They told her again and again, more detail each time. It was sport to them. They are monsters, and they deserve everything you have threatened them with and worse. But my husband. Her voices breaks, and she needs another moment to gather her strength. He believed in laws and trials and justice, and my children want to honour his memory by doing the same. And I... I just want to get them home. Please. She grabs your hand. Please, please stop talking about money and killing and burning people from the inside and everything else, and just take us out of this place. Please.
Incantis nods solemnly, his purple eyes wet with tears. "Thank you Mirna. Thank you for speaking your mind to me, thank you for telling me all these terrible things though it might be painful for you, and thank you for being strong. I never had much of a mother figure in my life, parenting in my sect was collective and cruel. May you lead your children to the light of the stars, and lift them above the limits of their father's lot in life." He returns to the crypt and the rest of the party, speaking softly but with the same cold zeal. "The Redbrand is to await trial by the members of Phandalin, as was the wishes in his life of Nars and Nilsa's father. Zoria. You are to carry the family over the pit and escort them to town as quickly as possible. Vaz. You are to survey the outside of the ruins as they make their way to ensure their safety. And you." He turns to the Redbrand. "You are to remain here to rot until we clear out your boss. If you're lucky we'll be successful and you can sit trial. The rest of us...I've done enough decision making for now. I say we wait for Zoria and Vaz and clear the vermin out of this hole. I can contain my patience that long."
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Zoria nods in agreement with Incantis' plan. "I will do this," she looks at the children with a smile. "for you." Looking back at Incantis', "I'm sure we can bring them to Daran and Sister Garaele for them to stay and heal. We shouldn't bring them to their house, in case any surviving Redbrands escape. I wouldn't want them to go looking for this family."
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