The Fall of the Light - A Descent Into Avernus Campaign!

As the sun sets, you four travellers gaze out upon the road behind you. For about a week now, you’ve been on the road, making your way towards Baldur’s Gate. Besides a few small skirmishes, it’s been relatively peaceful. What do you think your characters have told one another, and what have you been doing during the drive?

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As the sun sets, you four travellers gaze out upon the road behind you. For about a week now, you’ve been on the road, making your way towards Baldur’s Gate. Besides a few small skirmishes, it’s been relatively peaceful. What do you think your characters have told one another, and what have you been doing during the drive?

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My companions now know this about me and my companion.

• My name is Flint, and my companion is Steel
• Steel is a “miniature giant hyperintelligent telepathic furred snake” (aka a weasel).
• Flint is a Paladin of Bahamut, hailing from the Bladespark clan, northeast from Waterdeep
• Flint is renowned in his clan for his unwavering bravery, strength, and charm.
• I sold my soul for this super cool piece of armor (+1 plate).
• Steel was sent to me by Bahamut to renew my oath and find my purpose in life
• Steels words, not mine, “Flint is a little…ahhh…intellectually challenged. A good person—no, a great person! But about as smart as an unenlightened one of my kind…”

Flint and Steel were (and still are) arguing about how pinecones work.

Vesper most certainly won’t have said a word throughout the journey, preferring to retreat to the shadows of her cloak and stay mute besides when providing directions. As the sun sets upon Baldur’s Gate, she pulls off her hood and kneels, plumage facing the sun, and mumbles a small prayer for luck before sliding the cloak back on. With a screech, she unfurls her heavy wings and launches herself into the air, wind blowing past her face, hoping to get a lay of the land from above (and ignore the talkative duo, as well).

((Perception 12 (11 + 1) in character sheet. @DM, could you make a campaign page so we can have a game log?))

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*Gtg for lunch*

Jasper, another traveller, was found by the party on the streets of another city. He was a lithe fire Genasi, who, despite being lithe, enjoyed food quite a lot. He constantly carried a lute around with him, and sometimes, rather than using his rapier or spells, he would bash enemies on the head with his lute. But before combat, he would always try talking. 

It was surprising Jasper had ended up on the streets. He seemed to be good at everything, well, at least above average at everything. He was a smooth talker, intelligent, and seemed acrobatic enough. You suppose he must have just ended up at the bottom of the food chain due to luck. One thing he wasn’t so good at was constitution. He coughed quite a bit and always seemed short of breath. Perhaps an illness? 

Jasper had curly red hair and dark red skin with pulses of the blaze under it. He wore a simple vest, and a bandana over his hair and around his waist. He was always barefoot, and boy did his feet have a lot of resistance. 

Jasper was currently looking at the duo and frowning. “I don’t think you can eat pinecones. I would know. I’ve tried.”

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Vesper most certainly won’t have said a word throughout the journey, preferring to retreat to the shadows of her cloak and stay mute besides when providing directions. As the sun sets upon Baldur’s Gate, she pulls off her hood and kneels, plumage facing the sun, and mumbles a small prayer for luck before sliding the cloak back on. With a screech, she unfurls her heavy wings and launches herself into the air, wind blowing past her face, hoping to get a lay of the land from above (and ignore the talkative duo, as well).

((Perception 12 (11 + 1) in character sheet. @DM, could you make a campaign page so we can have a game log?))

 (Where do you want me to make the log?)

As you fly up above the wagon, something in the distance catches your eye. You see a couple things. Firstly, you see a city a couple miles ahead. Lights are turning on, as the sun sets. You can presume this is Baldur’s Gate. On the horizon line, you can just see a giant hole in the ground, surrounded by leaping flames.

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Vesper most certainly won’t have said a word throughout the journey, preferring to retreat to the shadows of her cloak and stay mute besides when providing directions. As the sun sets upon Baldur’s Gate, she pulls off her hood and kneels, plumage facing the sun, and mumbles a small prayer for luck before sliding the cloak back on. With a screech, she unfurls her heavy wings and launches herself into the air, wind blowing past her face, hoping to get a lay of the land from above (and ignore the talkative duo, as well).

((Perception 12 (11 + 1) in character sheet. @DM, could you make a campaign page so we can have a game log?))

 (Where do you want me to make the log?)

As you fly up above the wagon, something in the distance catches your eye. You see a couple things. Firstly, you see a city a couple miles ahead. Lights are turning on, as the sun sets. You can presume this is Baldur’s Gate. On the horizon line, you can just see a giant hole in the ground, surrounded by leaping flames.

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*Flint will speak in blue text, Steel in red* 

Flint looks over at Jasper, “That is Flint’s point! Pinecone is hard, spiky, and not tasty! Therefore…not eatable!”

Steel gives the most exasperated sigh a weasel could ever give, ”Look. A pine cone sometimes contains pine nuts…which are edible and quite frankly, absolutely delectable. The cone itself? Still edible but not enjoyable.”

*This is great*

“Uhmmm…Flint doesn’t like the fiery hole…”

”I believe that is hellfire emitting from that hole … I too would be wary.”

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Vesper most certainly won’t have said a word throughout the journey, preferring to retreat to the shadows of her cloak and stay mute besides when providing directions. As the sun sets upon Baldur’s Gate, she pulls off her hood and kneels, plumage facing the sun, and mumbles a small prayer for luck before sliding the cloak back on. With a screech, she unfurls her heavy wings and launches herself into the air, wind blowing past her face, hoping to get a lay of the land from above (and ignore the talkative duo, as well).

((Perception 12 (11 + 1) in character sheet. @DM, could you make a campaign page so we can have a game log?))

 (Where do you want me to make the log?)

As you fly up above the wagon, something in the distance catches your eye. You see a couple things. Firstly, you see a city a couple miles ahead. Lights are turning on, as the sun sets. You can presume this is Baldur’s Gate. On the horizon line, you can just see a giant hole in the ground, surrounded by leaping flames.

Vesper hovers up there, taking in the view for a couple minutes, but then returns to the cart, suddenly talkative----well, more talkative than she's been all the trip. "City looks idyllic," she reports, taking a seat in the back. "Have any of you been here before? Know a place to stay, perchance?" 

She grins before returning to a dog-eared book. "I'd look for somewhere without much attention, that doesn't cost many a coin. I don't like business being discussed over my morning tea, nor crimes committed."

For a moment, she reads, but then pokes up again. "Anyone know anything about that hole back there? Or is that where they throw those who don't fulfill their promises?" 

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Vesper most certainly won’t have said a word throughout the journey, preferring to retreat to the shadows of her cloak and stay mute besides when providing directions. As the sun sets upon Baldur’s Gate, she pulls off her hood and kneels, plumage facing the sun, and mumbles a small prayer for luck before sliding the cloak back on. With a screech, she unfurls her heavy wings and launches herself into the air, wind blowing past her face, hoping to get a lay of the land from above (and ignore the talkative duo, as well).

((Perception 12 (11 + 1) in character sheet. @DM, could you make a campaign page so we can have a game log?))

 (Where do you want me to make the log?)

As you fly up above the wagon, something in the distance catches your eye. You see a couple things. Firstly, you see a city a couple miles ahead. Lights are turning on, as the sun sets. You can presume this is Baldur’s Gate. On the horizon line, you can just see a giant hole in the ground, surrounded by leaping flames.

Vesper hovers up there, taking in the view for a couple minutes, but then returns to the cart, suddenly talkative----well, more talkative than she's been all the trip. "City looks idyllic," she reports, taking a seat in the back. "Have any of you been here before? Know a place to stay, perchance?" 

She grins before returning to a dog-eared book. "I'd look for somewhere without much attention, that doesn't cost many a coin. I don't like business being discussed over my morning tea, nor crimes committed."

For a moment, she reads, but then pokes up again. "Anyone know anything about that hole back there? Or is that where they throw those who don't fulfill their promises?" 

 Everyone make an insight or history check as she says this.

Flint History Check: 4

Steel history Check: 24

Wow. Yeah, I’ll describe what you remember in a bit, gtg for now.

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Flint History Check: 4

Steel history Check: 24

 Ok i swear on Bahamut it used to be 27 but lowkey doesn’t matter at this point