“Yes. Ow...please....I’m....this hurts.” Edward moans out in pain 

"****!" Camilla barked, peeling herself from Messa's pseudo embrace. "Bell, come on!"

Camilla took off her gloves, it was painfully cold in this cavern, and couldn't wait to fix Edward to get the hell out of there. "Bell. Watch. Sit right here. Yes. Right there. Here. Now look." Camilla held out her hand and passed it slowly over Edward, about half a foot above his body, like she was scanning him. A magical infernal monitor appeared in her outstretched other hand and she show it slowly to Bell as she looked at it. "See? Right here. Notice his anatomy is slightly different than yours or mine. Now watch. See? Wow, he really got tenderized. The bones here, and here." she nodded her head at the screen. "Those need to be mended, it's a miracle nothing got punctured. He's got a lot of blunt trauma." She nodded at her medical toolkit. "Take th- will you stop eating? Put those away. We need to be as sanitary as possible here. No salt or grease! Hurry, he's in pain, we need to work fast. Take that to- no! Not that- yes. That one. Good. Now see the bruise? Cover it with the patch. Easy. EASY!"

This went on for about 10 minutes, both of them working on Edward in the freezing cold, her hands shaking, and teaching Bell everything she was doing as quickly as possible so that Edward would be in the least amount of discomfort, and that Bell would learn something new in addition to her already formidable healing and..testicle eradicating..abilities.

Edward was healed for 14 health. 

Li'riya hurries over, doing her best not to hover while the girls work.

Ka'ralya stalks around the edge of the cavern, peering into the escape route the dragon took and hissing a curse in Elvish.

Arauthator's escape hole is very wide, and it's so deep you cannot see the bottom of it. It gives you a sense of anxiety, so you decide to leave it be and not follow the dragon.

Maccath knows that Arauthator will spend months tending to his wounds that were dealt this day. You all have struck a significant blow to the Cult with the ancient white dragon driven off. It takes about 6 hours to excavate all of the Brotherhoods missing books and scrolls, and Maccath is grateful for the recovery. You have won an ally with the Arcane Brotherhood this day. As you gather as much of Arauthator's treasure, there is about 5000gp here. Maccath leads you to a way out, and you return to the Ice Hunter village to notice that everyone has fled - free of the old dragon's influence and tyranny.

That is, everyone except one person.

SESSION 1: THE FIRST SESSION / VARRAM THE WHITE / THE SEA OF MOVING ICE / THE CULT STRIKES

MISSION COMPLETE: VARRAM THE WHITE: One of Remallia Haventree’s, the sun elf Lord of Waterdeep, first acts in her fight against the Cult of the Dragon was to encourage the Harpers to focus all their resources on the cult’s activities and its most powerful members. Those efforts have been successful, and Leosin Erlanthar reports to you all of the movements of Varram, the cult’s White Wyrmspeaker. Varram was last seen in the trade settlement of Boareskyr Bridge, near the Serpent Hills. Varram has been found and returned to Waterdeep.

MISSION COMPLETE: THE SEA OF MOVING ICE: The sounding of the Draakhorn weighs heavily on all the leaders of the Sword Coast. Seeking more information on the horn and its whereabouts leads the party on an expedition to the frozen North. Travel to the Sea of Moving Ice and investigate the matter. You have found Maccath, and driven off Arauthator.

THE CULT STRIKES: ?????

Go ahead and return to Waterdeep and role-play. Describe what you all are doing. More tomorrow!!!

Messalina takes Li'riya out for a small walk once the group gets to Waterdeep. "I understand that your grandmother is a sore spot for you, but you're going to need to work things out with her if she's going to be traveling with us. Camilla almost came to blows with her back in the caves and I sincerely doubt that that was the last time your grandmother will rile someone up. "

Camilla, still thinking about Arauthator, and truly sick of mushrooms and the cold, decided to go find a hot steaming bath to go lay in for about two days to get her core temperature back up to what it was used to living on Avernus. Changing out of her damp, ripped clothing, she put on a thin stylish robe and sandals and decided to find a bath house resort to lay in for a while. She let everyone know where she was going, and headed out. 

In the Sea Ward, she found a bathhouse called The Queen of Hearts. Plopping down some gold, she rented a private room and settled into a hot, fresh bath. It felt amazing, and she cleaned up nicely and took a nap. A few hours later, she heard someone kick in the main door to her room, and it startled her awake. Putting her robe back on, she rushed into the room and saw three Dragonclaws staring at her menacingly.

"Don't you know it's rude to wake a woman from her nap?" she said, putting her hands on her hips.

"The dragons will rise." one of the Dragonclaws said, "You cannot stop us."

Camilla shifted her weight on her hips. "You can't seriously expect the world to stand by and just let that happen, do you? Alright, lets get this over with." She raised her hands in a manner that indicated she was about to get into a fist fight.

Camilla: 12
Dragonclaw1: 21
Dragonclaw2: 17
Dragonclaw3: 20

Dragonclaw1, Dragonclaw2, Camilla, Dragonclaw3

Dragonclaw1 was fast, and drew his scimitar and slashed at Camilla:
Scimitar Attack: 8 Damage: 8
Scimitar Attack: 22 Damage: 8

Dragonclaw2 attempted to flank her, and attacked as well:
Scimitar Attack: 13 Damage: 4
Scimitar Attack: 25 Damage: 10

Dragonclaw1, Dragonclaw2, Camilla, Dragonclaw3

"Ahk!" she got hit three times, the blades slicing deep into her flesh. She shifted her weight, trying to get into a better position. Not wanting to start a fire in the room, she reminded herself to be careful. Magic missle on Dragonclaw3: 10 it wasen't enough to kill him. That's what I get for going easy.

Dragonclaw1, Dragonclaw2, Camilla, Dragonclaw3

Dragonclaw3 attacked her as well:
Scimitar Attack: 19 Damage: 8
Scimitar Attack: 24 Damage: 4

She sidestepped his second attack, and Dragonclaw3 hit Dragonclaw1, who barked in pain and gave Dragonclaw3 a withering look.

Dragonclaw1, Dragonclaw2, Camilla, Dragonclaw3

Dragonclaw1 and Dragonclaw2 pressed the attack.
Scimitar Attack: 22 Damage: 4
Scimitar Attack: 9 Damage: 9
Scimitar Attack: 19 Damage: 4
Scimitar Attack: 11 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

Dragonclaw1, Dragonclaw2, Camilla, Dragonclaw3

"****!!!" she yelled and shoved caution aside. Cut up and bleeding, she was getting mad now. She quickly spread her arms out and a massive wave of force exploded from her.

Dragonclaw1 DC17 CON save: 17
Dragonclaw2 DC17 CON save: 9
Dragonclaw3 DC17 CON save: 6
22, 8, 28

Everything that was movable, including two cultists, were thrown like ragdolls away from her in an explosive force - two cultists died. Only one remained. Taking advantage of the sudden distraction, she created a magic infernal bandaid and slapped it on her shredded robe, on her thigh, and it healed a mighty slice on her leg, healing her for 20.

Getting up, the dragonclaw swung his fist at her in a wild uppercut:
Punch Attack: 2 Damage: 1

It connected and sent Camilla's head twisting wildly. "RrgH!" she swung back as hard as she could:
Punch Attack: 7 Damage: 1

With a loud WHACK, her fist hit the cultists jaw, and he spun like a top towards the window. Suddenly, he disengaged and smashed through the window, and leapt out.

Camilla walked back, leaned against the wall, and sank to the floor, still hurt. She took a moment to catch her breath.

Li'riya looks down. "I know," she says quietly to Messalina. "I just...I don't know what to do about her. She has a right to her anger with me as well."

 "Angry for what? Because you refused to kill a freshly hatched infant? Hardly worth her tossing you out and treating you like trash."

"We argued afterwards...we both said a lot of unkind things and well..." Li'riya's hand goes to her sword. "I may have stolen this as well."

Camilla watched the blood trickle down from her still open wounds. It seemed almost double until she took her glasses off and looked at them. One of the lenses was cracked. Was probably that last punch, she could already feel her cheek swelling up.

"Hells." she sighed, tossing them to the floor. They made a loud clattering noise. "Too bad I can't fix you, huh." she said, looking at them. She smiled at the notion, and slowly got up. One of the employees of the bath house came in, hurriedly. In a squeaky teenager voice, the young man gasped, "What happened in here??"

"Unwanted guests." she said vaguely. "I'll pay for the damage. Let the owner know."

The employee left, and Camilla went into the bathroom, looked at her face. Still had all her teeth, that was nice. She touched the cheek that got punched and winced. She undressed again down to her panties and began to magically stitch and heal up her wounds. She inspected her work in the mirror and her tail slowly wagged unconsciously. Redressing into another light comfortable robe, she told herself to go out later today and get more clothes, and to warn the others of how the cult probably know what they're all up to.

Suddenly, her vision went out. Everything went dark. Not just dark, but black. Blacker than the darkest black she could think of, not just black as in the absence of light, but something so much darker, terribly darker. She had no control over herself any longer. A unknown force made her get on her knees, her face to the ground in supplication. She couldn't move, and she began to panic. A presence was close, very close, but she couldn't see it, her face was twisted to the ground. But she felt it.

I SEE YOU.

When Asmodeus spoke, it was like the largest mountain moving in her mind. Thunderous, and grinding. She was afraid. Deeply afraid. She tried to speak but could not. She dared not try and look at him, and her heart pounded in terror. Pure terror.

IS IT NOT ENOUGH THAT YOU LEFT? I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING.

The presence of Asmodeus was unlike anything she had felt before. It was not only what he was saying, and what he wasn't, but the God of Sin's ferocious voice in her ear, in her mind. Camilla could not speak, for Asmodeus did not care what she had to say.

WHAT WOULD ZARIEL THINK? CONSIDER YOUR ACTIONS.

She tried to lift her head but could not, to try and see the mind searing form of Him - something that belonged to the Nine Hells, but yet completely outstripped it. The absence of the God was just as violent as his arrival, and Camilla was back in the bathroom. But this time, she was curled into a ball, afraid, and crying.

With the group safely returning to Waterdeep (with an addition), Bell decided to go off on her own for an hour or so, telling Camilla she would join her for a bath later so they can regroup with everyone when all shopping and meandering was done. The kenku scurried off to the outskirts of the town, and after finding a tree to settle under, she lit a stick on incense and began to pray for the better half of the hour. 

Although unable to create sentences of her own to say, she manages with the things she heard in her years of life. She would start with a sermon, mimicked from the many that she's heard before when she grew up in the Church, then say her thank you's to Ilmater. "For saving me, for helping me find my new family, for keeping me safe..." She squeezed her amulet tightly in her claws. "For guiding and taking care of the ones I've lost." The cleric thinks back to the nuns and priests that raised her, taken from her by the fires of a dragon that attacked her village with seemingly no reason.

It stung thinking back on the ones she loved dearly, the ones who took her in when she had nowhere else to go, who ended up loving her unconditionally. It hurt more thinking back on that day where she could do nothing but watch as the home they built for her burned around her, the only things remaining were nothing but ash. She cried a lot of tears that day and stayed crumbled down to the ground with her hands clenched tightly on her holy symbol until she heard the gentle voice of a man telling her that it was okay.

Bell snuffed out the incense and returned to Waterdeep, remembering the bathhouse Camilla had told her to head to when she was done. The kenku put her coin down and got ready for a nice soak in the bath. However, when her eyes fell upon the curled up tiefling, sobbing and shaking, looking worse for wear, she dropped her bath items and rushed over to her side. 

She gives Camilla a gentle embrace, and in the voice she heard a few months ago, softly, she says, "It will be okay, child. I am here."

Sniffing and wiping her tears, Camilla reached for her broken glasses and put them to her face for a moment, she felt someone small and round give her a hug.

"Bell!" she said, happy, returning her hug. "Sweetie, wh-." But Camilla looked around the room, too busy still trying to get over the shock of what had happened to even think about cleaning up. "Sorry about the mess. The cult jumped me while I was taking a nap. I think they're on to us. I just needed to rest for a bit and warm up from that terrible cold up north."  She went to the washtub and cleaned her face and tried to look as normal as she could. She picked up Bell and said, "Come on. Lets go take a bath and get you all cleaned up, ok? Goodness you have a healthy appetite." she laughed, the Kenku already making her try and forget what had happened just a short while ago. She tried to distract herself, so she brought up some more good news. "We don't want to be all dirty for Edward's wedding, now, don't we? HA! Are you going to help me pick out a dress? After we bathe and swim a little you can help me, ok?" Camilla used her tail tip to poke Bell playfully when she wasn't looking, trying to tickle her, because deep down inside Camilla was still shivering in fear.

"Oh right.  Well to be honest, I'd rather it be in your hands than your grandmother's." Messalina stops for a moment, as if in thought. "Camilla's been at the bath rather long. Now I know that it's been a while since any of us have had the opportunity to get a good bath, but at this point she'd begin to turn into a prune. We should check up on her. Here, take my hand." And Messalina will cast Dimension Door taking the both of them to the bathhouse that Camilla said she'd be at. She gives a description of Camilla to an attendant, who quickly points the way to where Camilla was staying. She heads over there with Li'riya. When she arrives there, she is relieved to see Camilla mostly fine and playing with Bell, but she still sees the signs of struggle that went on in the room. "I had started to get concerned about you bathing too long and pruning up, but it looks like that should've been the least of my concerns. Thank the gods that you're okay, but what happened here?"

Bell was glad that Camilla was okay for the most part but it was easy to tell she was still bothered by something so she tried to get her attention focused on the little bird. “Mama, everything is okay,” She’d coo softly, her voice that of a child. “He can’t hurt you no more.” 

When Messlina and Li’riya showed up, Bell flapped her wings happily, “No talking of bad things!” She chitters. “Today is a happy day! Let’s bathe and get ready for the wedding!”

"Okay! And if we're quick, we can get a wedding gift." Messalina very quickly disrobes and gets into the bath.

Camilla smiled at Bell, a warm, loving smile, petting her slowly. "Everything will be ok. I promise."

I hope..

"Oh, just a random Cult attack while I was napping in my room." she told Messalina, to answer her question. "The cult is on to us, i'm sure of it. They just wanted to say hi." 

She scooted over to make room for Messa, and maybe Li'riya, if she wanted to come into the pool. "Speaking of a gift, I was telling Bell that I dont have a dress for Edward's wedding, we should probably go shopping after we relax for a bit in here. Man, the hot water feels good."

Then she realized something. "Can one of you fix my glasses?"

"I'm sorry, but fixing things isn't really one of my skills. But we could maybe buy you some new glasses while we're shopping. And maybe they can be sized for your face too."

"It's ok.." Camilla's face scrunched up in disappointment. She reached over, took them, folded them up carefully, and put them away in her backpack.

She sunk chin deep into the water and sighed, smiling again. "I could stay here for a long time. At least, until the water got dirty, ha!" She wagged her tail under the water, trying to make small waves.

Li'riya is quiet and thoughtful, disrobing and slipping into the bath herself. "I think...maybe I should suggest my grandmother pursue things on her own for now," she says softly to Messalina before sinking into the bath up to her chin.

Camilla smiled at Li'riya, poking her playfully with her tail. "But why, she's such a pleasant person to have around! Full of joy and pleasantness, and she certainly likes you!"