I run a group in florida , I use movies , lore and current events to shape plots and make storyline. I predominantly run forgotten realms bc there is just so much written lore already it makes it easier for newer players to be able to look up information. Our current quest is the Eye of Vecna . Im a chef by trade and living under a rock and only recently came to use this application or even learn of critical role an other related events such as Arkhan the Cruel taking the hand of Vecna in my campaign my adventurers are trying to stop the cult of the dragon from taking the eye.
This campaign is currently full.We do have 9 members its a large group and we will be going smaller for continuous seasons. but i wanted to have a place to tell the story from the Npcs eyes His Name is Ben SilverPen and hes an aspiring writer dwarven cleric who doesnt like to hurt people
As our story unfolds ,Abholos a former Paladin of Helm has been reincarnated in a new body .The god of Vengeance Hoar has put him on a quest to restore his honor and avenge not only his order but his lost Wife. On the road to Luskan where he believes he will find the first clue to his rebirth he comes across a wandering adventurer also headed in the direction of Luskan.He gave his name as Cedric where they traveled together for a few hours exchanging basic chit chat. Upon approach of the city gates they could see the remains of recent battle and destruction . Smoke hung in a haze above the city from burnt buildings in the south ward . Piles of demons that didnt turn to ooze on death were being burned outside the city walls in piles of nauseating vapors from the smoke of burning rotted flesh of the beasts. A sailor with a sword near the gates is directing traffic to a magical bridge that spans over the Bay to Cutlass Island where The Host Tower of the Arcane stood.
Luskan, also known as the City of Sails, was a port city at the mouth of the River Mirar on the Sword Coast North.Luskan, despite the presence of the Ten Towns, was considered by many to be civilization's farthest reach..
But the city was in ruins most of the Southern half burned down and of the massive fleet that used to be Luskans Port aprox. 35 ships remained . As the Men entered the city they looked upon The Host Tower was located on Cutlass Island at the mouth of the River Mirar in Luskan. It resembled a massive, dead tree with a central spire and four skyward-reaching "limbs" oriented to the cardinal directions. Each of these limbs was covered in lesser spires, towers, and balconies, and contained living quarters, laboratories, summoning chambers, and arcane libraries.The building radiated an aura of magic that many residents found so uncomfortable that they purposely avoided looking at the building.
Today however the tower grounds were crowded with workers each going about there task diligently otherwise a man in the center with a parchment checking off orders and lists , would bark at them with a sharp tongue . He noticed the adventures estranged looks and offers aid. He mentions of a local tavern that has been offering work thats "paying a plenty" He gives his name as Daelen and the party becomes three and they venture onward to the Tavern mentioned The Oozing Myconid II It was normally filled with laughter and dancing aplenty but today was filled to the brim and a line going out the door of armorered adventurers and mercenary bands . Before any more can enter a burly man bursts out the door into the street and declares alright you lot the work in Neverwinter here a flyer , hit the docks for travel the Inns fiull for the night and he hammers the proclomation onto the wall of the building.
Daelen turns to a side street and ushers the newcomers to follow to skip and beat the crowd . They arrive at the docks well before the throng on its way to man the very few ships.The ship your looking for the Fat Orxa A Bustling Caravel with two masts and a quick paced crew a 1st mate stands at the gangplank directing orders to passing sailors 3 of which are trying to haul a very large cask of something on the ship while a 4th keeps circling the group and talking to them but not really seeming to help they yell at him and he goes to another group of fellows and tries to assist them where he chased off by a frighteningly large fellow he starts bantering at the 1st mate who is just uh huhing him and yup yup yup we will get you there Young Tucher Alright you Lot you must be the ones receiving passage help with the load would ye>? the Capt be back soon we leave with the tides and ill be happier for it tis strange times these. Before the men can enter they feel the presence of another individual coming down the dock well dressed and with a sense of business he stands directly before the 1st mate who doesnt look up from his paperwork at first and snips and what do ye want? The new comer clears his throat and says "My orders" Oh oh oh im sorry the Captain be waiting for ye , young Tucher take Mr Flynn to the Capt. You lot grab some of that there supplies and take em down to the Hold, He notices Daelen and then starts again oh me Lord im sorry i didnt see ye with this rabble. Your rooms been prepared and the captain be wishin to speak with ye when your settled.
Abholos and Cedric do as requested and help bring supplies to the hold and also see the crews quarters where they will be staying when out of the shadows appear an interesting duo one wrapped in hides and leaned a long polearm into a corner of the room he appears to be at least part elf as heritage goes but looked to be one who spent his entire life in the wild. His companion spoke with a strange accent and his appearance couldnt be told as he was wrapped in a dark cloak that covered his face and neck shadows seemed to swirl around him like a mist or maybe it was from him as the creature stood up from its kneeling position you could tell it was nearly 7' tall and had a tail . In the strange accent he hisses that his name is Rift and his Companion is Onwa they too are traveling to Neverwinter for the call of adventurers.
Meanwhile in the Captains Quarters:
Captain Elro Aldataur A beastly round ship captain with a tricrown hat A sunburned face and a broad nose a thick walrus like mustache adorned his face and a large cutlass on his hip .with multiple devices strapped across his chest .He wore a coat when it was cold but this day it was not and he sat at his desk going over some maps when his new ships blademaster made his appearance followed by Young Tucher the son of his late Blademaster . Young Tucher would make a fine sailor some day but his youth and inexpirience made other sailors shy from him or chastise him but not the Captain he took him under his wing like his own son when the lad turned but 15 years now 4 years Later theyve lost his father and he took him on as a ship hand but adventure was in the boys blood. Ahh Mr. Flynn you look well did you find the ship ok? it was a shame to hear about the Monarch but we're glad to have Ye this is Young Tucher im not sure if yall have met he a good lad, Tucher take Mr Flynn to his quarters and be quick about it !
As the Two depart Daelen enters in his robes eerily silent , The Capt is Taken aback ahh Mr Daelen... Your employer has already contacted me and paid me we will be setting off with the sunrise I promise ye that, i trust your quarters are comfortable? Daelen rolls his eye in the gloom theyll be adequate for the journey ....
As our adventurers converge on deck the 1st mate was given a speech to the Men , and as you approach you can hear the finish as he states youll have one night of shore leave , we knows youve been at sea long but we needs ya back first light, we set sail with the tide an the Capt be wanting his beauty rest at which the entire crew laughs heartily bc everyone can see the 7 harlots already coming down the docks with and elegantly dressed halfling the ladies board the ship and head directly the captains quarters and the halfling and 1st mate exchange a few words then a bag of coins is handed to the halfling who walks away smiling and tossing his bag of coins in the air catching it ......At this the 1st mate yells loudly alright everyone off the ship, To the Myconid with Ye!
You have gathered at the Tavern ~Oozing Mycoinid II newly built or commandeered as it was once a small mansion that the owners mysteriously disappeared the new owners have turn it into a bustling tavern The tavern had a revelry-filled dance floor and patrons lining the walls and tables alike most smiling laughing and engaing in conversation.The Mycoinid was busy, noisy, and full of raucous entertainment twenty-four-ten. It was not a place for peace and quiet It catered to single folk hoping to flirt or find a partner, and professional escorts often went there too. Unfortunately, it also tended to attract pickpockets and other rogues
As the Party enter they see 3 such unsavory characters looking at the incoming group menacingly. The one known as RIft merely looks in their general direction and not knowning what the beast was ,were easily intimidated. . You see the bar in an uproar of happy customers a 3 piece band plays in the corner and many folks adorn the floor dancing with themselves or others every wench seems to be taken The barkeep is smiling brightly a toothy grin and a broad belly hes a kind man but the scars on his knuckles show hes never shied from a fight They find the bar with the Taverns current patron Michael and his helper Justin running around .Michael was offering food or drink before the party could even say hello. He was constantly yelling for Justin to hurry up and do things but never actually left the counter himself...
Ale 5 cp wine 10 cp rabbit stew 1 sp venison steak 2 sp bread 10 cp was posted on a chalk board near by
At some point one of those 3 unsavory characters left the tables while the team was distracted , he goes to the basement creeping down so as not to be noticed he creeps through a broad cellar to a far wall, moves an old shelf revealing a very old and sturdy door blocked with a wooden beam . He unbars it and traverses down it a short bit he scampers out moments later dropping something on to the ground with a sickening splat and hurries up the stairs and back to the common room he goes to the basement creeping down so as not to be noticed he creeps through a broad cellar to a far wall, moves an old shelf revealing a very old and sturdy door blocked with a wooden beam . He unbars it and traverses down it a short bit he scampers out moments later dropping something on to the ground with a sickening splat and hurries up the stairs and back to the common room there is trail of some unidentifiable gore on the floor in what looks to be a trail for something to follow the pieces stop but the blood trail runs up the stairs to the rooms . He signals to his friends they all pay their tabs and leave the establishment.
A little while passes and out of the back area nearest to the establishments kitchens you hear a blood curddling scream and a crash of dishes and glass. Six giant rats have emerged from the tunnel .Our 7 adventurers at the time reacted quickly and with some dazzling sword work from Young tucher he critially hit the largest rat slaying the beast and spilled a little monster blood for the first time in his life. Youve found the trail of blood and gore leading to the kitchens from the basement and the barred gateway , the tunnel appears to link to the sewers and possibly caverns , The tavern owner is enraged at it being opened saying it hasnt been unlocked since before the tavern burnt down when his father owned the place may the gods bless his soul he slams it shut and replaces the bar , he suggest to his helper Justin to bring a hammer and nails and make sure it stays closed for goodYouve found the trail of blood and gore leading to the kitchens from the basement and the barred gateway , the tunnel appears to link to the sewers and possibly caverns , The tavern owner is enraged at it being opened saying it hasnt been unlocked since before the tavern burnt down when his father owned the place may the gods bless his soul he slams it shut and replaces the bar , he suggest to his helper Justin to bring a hammer and nails and make sure it stays closed for good Hes humbly apologizing Upon returning to the common room the knights in silver are questioning the patrons trying to get a feel for the situation. Michael approaches immediately to explain the situation . SOMEONE OPEN THE DURNED DOOR TO HELL! thats what bloody happend you dolts cant yo0u sees the carcass was giant rats it twas! were gonna get to the bottom of this dont you doubt I LOST ME CHEF poor Rosie was in the kitchen cleaning some venison when the beasties got her! Bah she wa a durned good cook she was . As the crew Exits the establishment , you see the men who had most likely incited the incident peering from around a distant corner nearby and then disappearing down said alley.
Some patrons and other adventures give chase, a few taking to the rooves , there were 20 some odd men down in the alley awaiting their prey. Owna bravely jumped into the throng from the rooftops severing the arm of one and placeing them all on guard. Men at the top released a trap droppin a large Net to block the alley from entry or escape. Daelen with quick thinking used his arcane abilities to set the net ablaze and burn away freeing his new asset.... Rift shot an arrow precisely over the rooftops providing covering fire for his ally and friend.
Then Abholos came into view of the throng, his deity strong within him celestial wings appeared from his back and holy light eminated from him, the throng scatters before the holy paladin.
The leader of this group urgers his followers to make one last attack as he charges he slips and the other two hirelings doing their bosses bidding were already swinging there wasnt enought time to dodge and his hell in the gore of his severed friend slips the blade of his comrades cuts hit head cleanly from his shoulders where he falls dead . They looked at eachother and flee before anything else can go wrong leaving only the injured and the dead in the alley. Abholos uses his gods gifts to lay on hands of healing for the unforunate fellow who lost his arm but he needs to be interrogated... He finds out the man as a piece of parchment that users those to join a cult in search of enlightment, he had only just joined the band here in Luskan but you find out the decapitated fellow had only recently arrived from Neverwinter. He bore a parchment that had a drawing of a 5 headed dragon encircling an eye within a hand.......
The Adventuring troupe has set out on the Fat Orxa those that are sailors know the heading was not to the port of Neverwinter but to a nearby Sanbar that smugglers used to exchange goods. The Captain of the Fat Orxa hopes to meet with his comrade and exchange some goods but when the sandbar comes into view they can see the Wyverns Sting and its ablaze and some sort of merfolk have attacked the ship is askew and beached . The crew lands on the far side of the sandbar as to not be immediately attacked . They start the charge and chaos ensues . The remainder of the ships crew and the captain remain aboard the Fat Orxa to protect the vessel. you hear the captain yell charge you sorry SOPS!. The adventuring party sees multiple Sahaugin as they get a closer view including one priestess and a Baron . The Priestess chases the last two remaining members of the Wyverns Sting over the side and onto the beach where the rest of the battle continued. Abholos at this point see the captain of the Wyverns Sting slain by the large Sahaugin extends his wings and flys into the air hit attack lands on the priestess who was flinging evil spells left and right he crashes into her and thru the hull of the ship almost sundering it in two. One of the members of the ship used an innate ability to move herself to safety while the other cast a spell shifting the sands as it missed its target and the ground below became a pit of quick sand that seemed it would soon engulf the Wyverns Sting.
Its at this point over the roar of battle the captain of the Fat Orxa bellows Sons OF PLUNDER CHARGE ! Some of the adventurers look back to see the Fat Orxa under attack, Ravion and Young Tucher return side by side up the gang plank and perform what seemed to be a coordinated attack of acrobatics and skill one that only the great Master Tucher and Engineer of War and Blades could have bestowed upon these young blademasters . It seemed almost a leap frog attack the young Tucher going high then low making his back stiff the agile Mr Flynn springboarded off him and continued to cut the creature down soon the ship was cleared but the captain was injured and it seems the bolt he was struck with was poisoned most likely a vile magical poison as normal means and simple healing spells had no effect.
As the Wyverns Sting was sucked into the sands the large Sahaugin that has slain the captain casually jumped off an arrow sticking from both his back and then another from his chest as he landed was quickly surrounded by the edge of the water and was taking blows and shrugging them off with a laugh he missed his attack and was struck critically knowing its only chance lay in the salvation of the water it dove for the shallows and begain swimming rapidly but with its injuries not quick enough and Daelen fired a bolt of magic into the creature and stopping it in its track.
Back aboard the Fat Orxa the Captain is gravely ill and summons whats left of his staff to his quarters Mr Flynn and Young Tucher among them he having gone to the captains rescue and with a combo maneuver between Revion and Young Tucher , Tucher was able to score another critical his this one in front of the crew members who for years hazed him. The rest of the crew finds places for the new comers to put their belongings and rest up until they arrive in Neverwinter , the rest go over the spoils of the battle and all are saddend by the loss of item and life from the crew of the Wyverns Sting.
In the Captains Quarters. The captain explains to the men his time is short and that they were all good men , he was honored to work with them and wishes them to continue to support the Fat Orxa in his absense . He assigns Ravion Flynn as the New Captain and Mr, Tucher as his first mate .He then sends the crew out keeping Ravion alone, He tells Mr Flynn that the ship was never really his , he was just the captain of the vessel and that the real owner was the late Master Tucher , though Tucher was a man of the people and the blade he didnt have the heart to be the Captain so he took his place among the men and lived a good life , In the Battle of Luskan he lost his life as well as his wife. Young Tucher all alone had no idea he had inherited a ship and a home that had unfortuantely burnt down in the battle . So he took the sea. The captain gave orders to Ravion to pass ownership over when the lad was ready .
Neverwinter, also known as the City of Skilled Hands and the Jewel of the North, was a bustling, cultured, and cosmopolitan city-state in northwest Faerûn. Neverwinter was regarded by Volo as the most cosmopolitan and civilized city in all of Faerûn. The city was a member in good standing of the Lords' Alliance.Known for its craftsfolk and gardeners, the city's multi-colored-glass lamps, precision water clocks, exquisite jewelry, and magnificent gardens ensured the warm winters were colorful and the summers were rich with fresh fruit.
The City could be viewed in the distance and like Luskan the city was in flames, high above the ship a monstrous shadow appears cloaking the entire ship in darkness for a moment blocking out the sun. The dragons scales those could be seen clearly glinting off the sunlight the green dragon roared towards the city on its wide circuit loop not noticing or merely passing over the puny vessel in comparison it landed on the north side of the city it seem where it loosed it green flames of noxious posion . Daelens familiar an Owl circled over watching the battle .The battle seemed lost the wall was crumbling in places and the dragons noxious breath had lain many low out on the ramparts a group of four charged from behind double door one man wielding a large red lance and the other a large sword and shield they lept without fear the lance somehow piercing the neck the fighter with the sword lept next to him thier weapons diving in and cutting the neck open easily the 2 on the wall casting magics to safely lower them to the ground with the dragon being so easily defeated the attackers retreated into the Neverwinter wood
The City was divided into 5 parts , 3 of which were closed and walled off due to the battle . The protectors enclave and the river district here where the docks are the only safe zones. A attendant at the docks was yelling to the crew of the Fat Orxa that the city is under attack and they should turn about. That or adventuring parties are to head to the palace in the protectors enclave . Along the way into the city they run into the group of adventurers that had slain the dragon. They were of the Order of the Guantlet . There was a 5th man wearing monks robes who introduced himself as Brother Afephrenphyr a monk from the order of the rose. He too was on his way to the Lord Dagult Neverember. After a procession and a few meetings the adventurers were summon before the dais where they were introduced to the Lord. He spoke of the Cult of the Dragon making their returns and asking any and all adventurers to come forth . But it seems the lord has a minor quest for you to prove your value . Hes asked you to look in after his mother in law apparently who apparently thinks her neighbors our into some occult practices . Its a place the locals refer to as the Burbs on the outside of the southern side of the city.
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I run a group in florida , I use movies , lore and current events to shape plots and make storyline. I predominantly run forgotten realms bc there is just so much written lore already it makes it easier for newer players to be able to look up information. Our current quest is the Eye of Vecna . Im a chef by trade and living under a rock and only recently came to use this application or even learn of critical role an other related events such as Arkhan the Cruel taking the hand of Vecna in my campaign my adventurers are trying to stop the cult of the dragon from taking the eye.
This campaign is currently full.We do have 9 members its a large group and we will be going smaller for continuous seasons. but i wanted to have a place to tell the story from the Npcs eyes His Name is Ben SilverPen and hes an aspiring writer dwarven cleric who doesnt like to hurt people
DAY 1
As our story unfolds ,Abholos a former Paladin of Helm has been reincarnated in a new body .The god of Vengeance Hoar has put him on a quest to restore his honor and avenge not only his order but his lost Wife. On the road to Luskan where he believes he will find the first clue to his rebirth he comes across a wandering adventurer also headed in the direction of Luskan.He gave his name as Cedric where they traveled together for a few hours exchanging basic chit chat. Upon approach of the city gates they could see the remains of recent battle and destruction . Smoke hung in a haze above the city from burnt buildings in the south ward . Piles of demons that didnt turn to ooze on death were being burned outside the city walls in piles of nauseating vapors from the smoke of burning rotted flesh of the beasts. A sailor with a sword near the gates is directing traffic to a magical bridge that spans over the Bay to Cutlass Island where The Host Tower of the Arcane stood.
Luskan, also known as the City of Sails, was a port city at the mouth of the River Mirar on the Sword Coast North.Luskan, despite the presence of the Ten Towns, was considered by many to be civilization's farthest reach..
But the city was in ruins most of the Southern half burned down and of the massive fleet that used to be Luskans Port aprox. 35 ships remained . As the Men entered the city they looked upon The Host Tower was located on Cutlass Island at the mouth of the River Mirar in Luskan. It resembled a massive, dead tree with a central spire and four skyward-reaching "limbs" oriented to the cardinal directions. Each of these limbs was covered in lesser spires, towers, and balconies, and contained living quarters, laboratories, summoning chambers, and arcane libraries.The building radiated an aura of magic that many residents found so uncomfortable that they purposely avoided looking at the building.
Today however the tower grounds were crowded with workers each going about there task diligently otherwise a man in the center with a parchment checking off orders and lists , would bark at them with a sharp tongue . He noticed the adventures estranged looks and offers aid. He mentions of a local tavern that has been offering work thats "paying a plenty" He gives his name as Daelen and the party becomes three and they venture onward to the Tavern mentioned The Oozing Myconid II It was normally filled with laughter and dancing aplenty but today was filled to the brim and a line going out the door of armorered adventurers and mercenary bands . Before any more can enter a burly man bursts out the door into the street and declares alright you lot the work in Neverwinter here a flyer , hit the docks for travel the Inns fiull for the night and he hammers the proclomation onto the wall of the building.
Daelen turns to a side street and ushers the newcomers to follow to skip and beat the crowd . They arrive at the docks well before the throng on its way to man the very few ships.The ship your looking for the Fat Orxa A Bustling Caravel with two masts and a quick paced crew a 1st mate stands at the gangplank directing orders to passing sailors 3 of which are trying to haul a very large cask of something on the ship while a 4th keeps circling the group and talking to them but not really seeming to help they yell at him and he goes to another group of fellows and tries to assist them where he chased off by a frighteningly large fellow he starts bantering at the 1st mate who is just uh huhing him and yup yup yup we will get you there Young Tucher Alright you Lot you must be the ones receiving passage help with the load would ye>? the Capt be back soon we leave with the tides and ill be happier for it tis strange times these. Before the men can enter they feel the presence of another individual coming down the dock well dressed and with a sense of business he stands directly before the 1st mate who doesnt look up from his paperwork at first and snips and what do ye want? The new comer clears his throat and says "My orders" Oh oh oh im sorry the Captain be waiting for ye , young Tucher take Mr Flynn to the Capt. You lot grab some of that there supplies and take em down to the Hold, He notices Daelen and then starts again oh me Lord im sorry i didnt see ye with this rabble. Your rooms been prepared and the captain be wishin to speak with ye when your settled.
Abholos and Cedric do as requested and help bring supplies to the hold and also see the crews quarters where they will be staying when out of the shadows appear an interesting duo one wrapped in hides and leaned a long polearm into a corner of the room he appears to be at least part elf as heritage goes but looked to be one who spent his entire life in the wild. His companion spoke with a strange accent and his appearance couldnt be told as he was wrapped in a dark cloak that covered his face and neck shadows seemed to swirl around him like a mist or maybe it was from him as the creature stood up from its kneeling position you could tell it was nearly 7' tall and had a tail . In the strange accent he hisses that his name is Rift and his Companion is Onwa they too are traveling to Neverwinter for the call of adventurers.
Meanwhile in the Captains Quarters:
Captain Elro Aldataur A beastly round ship captain with a tricrown hat A sunburned face and a broad nose a thick walrus like mustache adorned his face and a large cutlass on his hip .with multiple devices strapped across his chest .He wore a coat when it was cold but this day it was not and he sat at his desk going over some maps when his new ships blademaster made his appearance followed by Young Tucher the son of his late Blademaster . Young Tucher would make a fine sailor some day but his youth and inexpirience made other sailors shy from him or chastise him but not the Captain he took him under his wing like his own son when the lad turned but 15 years now 4 years Later theyve lost his father and he took him on as a ship hand but adventure was in the boys blood. Ahh Mr. Flynn you look well did you find the ship ok? it was a shame to hear about the Monarch but we're glad to have Ye this is Young Tucher im not sure if yall have met he a good lad, Tucher take Mr Flynn to his quarters and be quick about it !
As the Two depart Daelen enters in his robes eerily silent , The Capt is Taken aback ahh Mr Daelen... Your employer has already contacted me and paid me we will be setting off with the sunrise I promise ye that, i trust your quarters are comfortable? Daelen rolls his eye in the gloom theyll be adequate for the journey ....
As our adventurers converge on deck the 1st mate was given a speech to the Men , and as you approach you can hear the finish as he states youll have one night of shore leave , we knows youve been at sea long but we needs ya back first light, we set sail with the tide an the Capt be wanting his beauty rest at which the entire crew laughs heartily bc everyone can see the 7 harlots already coming down the docks with and elegantly dressed halfling the ladies board the ship and head directly the captains quarters and the halfling and 1st mate exchange a few words then a bag of coins is handed to the halfling who walks away smiling and tossing his bag of coins in the air catching it ......At this the 1st mate yells loudly alright everyone off the ship, To the Myconid with Ye!
You have gathered at the Tavern ~Oozing Mycoinid II newly built or commandeered as it was once a small mansion that the owners mysteriously disappeared the new owners have turn it into a bustling tavern The tavern had a revelry-filled dance floor and patrons lining the walls and tables alike most smiling laughing and engaing in conversation.The Mycoinid was busy, noisy, and full of raucous entertainment twenty-four-ten. It was not a place for peace and quiet It catered to single folk hoping to flirt or find a partner, and professional escorts often went there too. Unfortunately, it also tended to attract pickpockets and other rogues
As the Party enter they see 3 such unsavory characters looking at the incoming group menacingly. The one known as RIft merely looks in their general direction and not knowning what the beast was ,were easily intimidated. . You see the bar in an uproar of happy customers a 3 piece band plays in the corner and many folks adorn the floor dancing with themselves or others every wench seems to be taken The barkeep is smiling brightly a toothy grin and a broad belly hes a kind man but the scars on his knuckles show hes never shied from a fight They find the bar with the Taverns current patron Michael and his helper Justin running around .Michael was offering food or drink before the party could even say hello. He was constantly yelling for Justin to hurry up and do things but never actually left the counter himself...
Ale 5 cp wine 10 cp rabbit stew 1 sp venison steak 2 sp bread 10 cp was posted on a chalk board near by
At some point one of those 3 unsavory characters left the tables while the team was distracted , he goes to the basement creeping down so as not to be noticed he creeps through a broad cellar to a far wall, moves an old shelf revealing a very old and sturdy door blocked with a wooden beam . He unbars it and traverses down it a short bit he scampers out moments later dropping something on to the ground with a sickening splat and hurries up the stairs and back to the common room he goes to the basement creeping down so as not to be noticed he creeps through a broad cellar to a far wall, moves an old shelf revealing a very old and sturdy door blocked with a wooden beam . He unbars it and traverses down it a short bit he scampers out moments later dropping something on to the ground with a sickening splat and hurries up the stairs and back to the common room there is trail of some unidentifiable gore on the floor in what looks to be a trail for something to follow the pieces stop but the blood trail runs up the stairs to the rooms . He signals to his friends they all pay their tabs and leave the establishment.
A little while passes and out of the back area nearest to the establishments kitchens you hear a blood curddling scream and a crash of dishes and glass. Six giant rats have emerged from the tunnel .Our 7 adventurers at the time reacted quickly and with some dazzling sword work from Young tucher he critially hit the largest rat slaying the beast and spilled a little monster blood for the first time in his life. Youve found the trail of blood and gore leading to the kitchens from the basement and the barred gateway , the tunnel appears to link to the sewers and possibly caverns , The tavern owner is enraged at it being opened saying it hasnt been unlocked since before the tavern burnt down when his father owned the place may the gods bless his soul he slams it shut and replaces the bar , he suggest to his helper Justin to bring a hammer and nails and make sure it stays closed for goodYouve found the trail of blood and gore leading to the kitchens from the basement and the barred gateway , the tunnel appears to link to the sewers and possibly caverns , The tavern owner is enraged at it being opened saying it hasnt been unlocked since before the tavern burnt down when his father owned the place may the gods bless his soul he slams it shut and replaces the bar , he suggest to his helper Justin to bring a hammer and nails and make sure it stays closed for good
Hes humbly apologizing Upon returning to the common room the knights in silver are questioning the patrons trying to get a feel for the situation. Michael approaches immediately to explain the situation . SOMEONE OPEN THE DURNED DOOR TO HELL! thats what bloody happend you dolts cant yo0u sees the carcass was giant rats it twas! were gonna get to the bottom of this dont you doubt I LOST ME CHEF poor Rosie was in the kitchen cleaning some venison when the beasties got her! Bah she wa a durned good cook she was . As the crew Exits the establishment , you see the men who had most likely incited the incident peering from around a distant corner nearby and then disappearing down said alley.
Some patrons and other adventures give chase, a few taking to the rooves , there were 20 some odd men down in the alley awaiting their prey. Owna bravely jumped into the throng from the rooftops severing the arm of one and placeing them all on guard. Men at the top released a trap droppin a large Net to block the alley from entry or escape. Daelen with quick thinking used his arcane abilities to set the net ablaze and burn away freeing his new asset.... Rift shot an arrow precisely over the rooftops providing covering fire for his ally and friend.
Then Abholos came into view of the throng, his deity strong within him celestial wings appeared from his back and holy light eminated from him, the throng scatters before the holy paladin.
The leader of this group urgers his followers to make one last attack as he charges he slips and the other two hirelings doing their bosses bidding were already swinging there wasnt enought time to dodge and his hell in the gore of his severed friend slips the blade of his comrades cuts hit head cleanly from his shoulders where he falls dead . They looked at eachother and flee before anything else can go wrong leaving only the injured and the dead in the alley. Abholos uses his gods gifts to lay on hands of healing for the unforunate fellow who lost his arm but he needs to be interrogated... He finds out the man as a piece of parchment that users those to join a cult in search of enlightment, he had only just joined the band here in Luskan but you find out the decapitated fellow had only recently arrived from Neverwinter. He bore a parchment that had a drawing of a 5 headed dragon encircling an eye within a hand.......
DAY 2
The Adventuring troupe has set out on the Fat Orxa those that are sailors know the heading was not to the port of Neverwinter but to a nearby Sanbar that smugglers used to exchange goods. The Captain of the Fat Orxa hopes to meet with his comrade and exchange some goods but when the sandbar comes into view they can see the Wyverns Sting and its ablaze and some sort of merfolk have attacked the ship is askew and beached . The crew lands on the far side of the sandbar as to not be immediately attacked . They start the charge and chaos ensues . The remainder of the ships crew and the captain remain aboard the Fat Orxa to protect the vessel. you hear the captain yell charge you sorry SOPS!. The adventuring party sees multiple Sahaugin as they get a closer view including one priestess and a Baron . The Priestess chases the last two remaining members of the Wyverns Sting over the side and onto the beach where the rest of the battle continued. Abholos at this point see the captain of the Wyverns Sting slain by the large Sahaugin extends his wings and flys into the air hit attack lands on the priestess who was flinging evil spells left and right he crashes into her and thru the hull of the ship almost sundering it in two. One of the members of the ship used an innate ability to move herself to safety while the other cast a spell shifting the sands as it missed its target and the ground below became a pit of quick sand that seemed it would soon engulf the Wyverns Sting.
Its at this point over the roar of battle the captain of the Fat Orxa bellows Sons OF PLUNDER CHARGE ! Some of the adventurers look back to see the Fat Orxa under attack, Ravion and Young Tucher return side by side up the gang plank and perform what seemed to be a coordinated attack of acrobatics and skill one that only the great Master Tucher and Engineer of War and Blades could have bestowed upon these young blademasters . It seemed almost a leap frog attack the young Tucher going high then low making his back stiff the agile Mr Flynn springboarded off him and continued to cut the creature down soon the ship was cleared but the captain was injured and it seems the bolt he was struck with was poisoned most likely a vile magical poison as normal means and simple healing spells had no effect.
As the Wyverns Sting was sucked into the sands the large Sahaugin that has slain the captain casually jumped off an arrow sticking from both his back and then another from his chest as he landed was quickly surrounded by the edge of the water and was taking blows and shrugging them off with a laugh he missed his attack and was struck critically knowing its only chance lay in the salvation of the water it dove for the shallows and begain swimming rapidly but with its injuries not quick enough and Daelen fired a bolt of magic into the creature and stopping it in its track.
Back aboard the Fat Orxa the Captain is gravely ill and summons whats left of his staff to his quarters Mr Flynn and Young Tucher among them he having gone to the captains rescue and with a combo maneuver between Revion and Young Tucher , Tucher was able to score another critical his this one in front of the crew members who for years hazed him. The rest of the crew finds places for the new comers to put their belongings and rest up until they arrive in Neverwinter , the rest go over the spoils of the battle and all are saddend by the loss of item and life from the crew of the Wyverns Sting.
In the Captains Quarters. The captain explains to the men his time is short and that they were all good men , he was honored to work with them and wishes them to continue to support the Fat Orxa in his absense . He assigns Ravion Flynn as the New Captain and Mr, Tucher as his first mate .He then sends the crew out keeping Ravion alone, He tells Mr Flynn that the ship was never really his , he was just the captain of the vessel and that the real owner was the late Master Tucher , though Tucher was a man of the people and the blade he didnt have the heart to be the Captain so he took his place among the men and lived a good life , In the Battle of Luskan he lost his life as well as his wife. Young Tucher all alone had no idea he had inherited a ship and a home that had unfortuantely burnt down in the battle . So he took the sea. The captain gave orders to Ravion to pass ownership over when the lad was ready .
Neverwinter, also known as the City of Skilled Hands and the Jewel of the North, was a bustling, cultured, and cosmopolitan city-state in northwest Faerûn. Neverwinter was regarded by Volo as the most cosmopolitan and civilized city in all of Faerûn. The city was a member in good standing of the Lords' Alliance.Known for its craftsfolk and gardeners, the city's multi-colored-glass lamps, precision water clocks, exquisite jewelry, and magnificent gardens ensured the warm winters were colorful and the summers were rich with fresh fruit.
The City could be viewed in the distance and like Luskan the city was in flames, high above the ship a monstrous shadow appears cloaking the entire ship in darkness for a moment blocking out the sun. The dragons scales those could be seen clearly glinting off the sunlight the green dragon roared towards the city on its wide circuit loop not noticing or merely passing over the puny vessel in comparison it landed on the north side of the city it seem where it loosed it green flames of noxious posion . Daelens familiar an Owl circled over watching the battle .The battle seemed lost the wall was crumbling in places and the dragons noxious breath had lain many low out on the ramparts a group of four charged from behind double door one man wielding a large red lance and the other a large sword and shield they lept without fear the lance somehow piercing the neck the fighter with the sword lept next to him thier weapons diving in and cutting the neck open easily the 2 on the wall casting magics to safely lower them to the ground with the dragon being so easily defeated the attackers retreated into the Neverwinter wood
The City was divided into 5 parts , 3 of which were closed and walled off due to the battle . The protectors enclave and the river district here where the docks are the only safe zones. A attendant at the docks was yelling to the crew of the Fat Orxa that the city is under attack and they should turn about. That or adventuring parties are to head to the palace in the protectors enclave . Along the way into the city they run into the group of adventurers that had slain the dragon. They were of the Order of the Guantlet . There was a 5th man wearing monks robes who introduced himself as Brother Afephrenphyr a monk from the order of the rose. He too was on his way to the Lord Dagult Neverember. After a procession and a few meetings the adventurers were summon before the dais where they were introduced to the Lord. He spoke of the Cult of the Dragon making their returns and asking any and all adventurers to come forth . But it seems the lord has a minor quest for you to prove your value . Hes asked you to look in after his mother in law apparently who apparently thinks her neighbors our into some occult practices . Its a place the locals refer to as the Burbs on the outside of the southern side of the city.