Session 102?:" Oops i did it again! " A gnomes tale part 4 of ??? (( Expect some editing, as its late, and I have a headache ^^)) Zeech, Aarakockra, Monk lvl 3 (Sam)
Nichrome Weiss, Human, Warlock/Sorcerer lvl 2 (Sam D S)
CogNutz Wild sorceress, Rock gnome lvl 3 ( Simen M)
Bort, Fighter, Goliath Lvl 3 ( Hairy0tter)
Haraldr, Archer Fighter, Human Varient, lvl 3 ( Wolf R I )
As I was continuing my studies at the Whitehorse library ,Nichrome approached
me saying he was putting together party for an adventure, curious about the
details I had a look at the notice board. The job was to seek out a strange
glowing tree, which allegedly changed the local wild life, causing them to
change, skin turn to stone and the likes. Seemed like a fair enough mission, so
I agreed to join and we made our way to the tipsy mermaid to wrangle up some
more members, As we walked there I snacked on the flier, Nichrome gave me a
strange look, but nothing to out of the ordinary.
At the Mermaid, we made a dramatic entry, with a shower of sparks, doves and
smoke Nichrome proclaimed our would be mission and asked for volunteers. A
giant man thing named Bort raised his hand saying he would join us, and after a
lot of back and forth so would Zeech, a eehm.. birdman? Yes birdman with wings,
and a beak, strange looking thing. And lastly there was the loudmouthed man
with the strange accent named Haraldr, who had been with me during my magical mishap,
and had attempted to shoot me.. I’d have to keep an eye on him.
The men we picked up at the mermaid wanted to know the details of the job, but
with Nichrome’s memory failing him, and me having eaten the flier, all they knew
was that we were to go look for a strange glowing tree.
After the ferry trip to camp Galv , Zeech sat about drawing a map of the
area. Haraldr saying he’d been here before lead us the captains tent for a
chat, As he burst through the captains tent flap we heard a angry man shout at
him telling him to get the fuck out and leave. Once haraldr wandered back off,
we got words with the captain, trying to get more info on the tree, sadly he
dident have much of use to tell us, except that as we’d be fighting rock’ish
creatures sharp weapons and fire would do little to them. We asked about other
dangers of the area, and was told there was a lot of elemental creatures
roaming the area. And with that in mind we made camp as it was already getting
late, and settled inn for the night.
I made another clockwork toy, this time in the likeness of haraldr, when winded
up it walked around shouting in his accent ‘ oooh hooo oooh Lê baguette! ‘. Which
seemed to annoy the birdman, as he promptly took it away from me and broke it,
the bastard.
On the morning I checked the gauge on my Store’O’Zapper to see how the Aura
forcast. It was hard to get a clear reading, as it seemed to have changed from
yesterday.
We set off at a fast pace, so the birdman named Zeech decided to ride in
the cart of Nichrome’s donkey, drawing maps as we went. The Giant man named
Bort, who looked quite harmless, but capable was kind enough to let me sit on
his shoulders as we travelled. After some small talk and me feeding him brad
that I made to taste like chicken( he said that was his favourite flavour) I felt
much safer in his presence after this, he’s quite the kind gentle giant once
you get to know him. I like him, despite him being a bit, ehm, slow witted.
We came to a halt at a fast moving river, where the only way over seemed
to be a fallen tree. As we had Nichrome’s donkey, who was named Leeroy ( that’s
a good donkey name ) we decided to cross the river further north, as Haraldr
said there was bridge there. The birdman, when not busy flying , would continue
to make maps, I caught a few glimpse of what he was making, they were gorgeous!
As night was closeing inn we found a nice spot to make camp, our backs to a
cliff. Sadly no cozy cave though..The birdman Zeech flew up on the Cliffside and
spendt some time up there, I think he was building a nest or something. Nichrome
made some nice dirt walls around the campsite using his magic (how come I cant
do that!? Would be useful for making caves I bet.), while i crawled under the
donkey’s cart and huddled up with my Store’O’zapper with a blanket for warmth.
The others said they’d take watch.
Rudely awaken by the loudmouthed man again. Because a bird was trying to
take nichrome's gold pouch.
As I was rather groggy from sleeping I dident catch everything that happened.
but Nichrom tried to talk to the bird in some strange laungage, and to my surprise
the bird responded, and Nichrome translate to us. its name was birdbird, and it
needed gold, saying we had gold, and it had no gold. I attempted to foul it by using
my crafty magic to create a shiny gold colourd trinket and tossing it to it.
After pecking at it with its beak it chirped something to Nichrome, who
translated, Not real, Magic! I then approach it and sat down the clockwork
haraldr wich clicked into life and wanderd towards the birdbird,who clearly saw
the value of such a fantastic creation ( wish a certain other bird would see
that aswell..)and put it into a pouch. The real haraldr started shouting that
it was his gold and started firing arrows at Birdbird,the arrow bounced harmlessy
off its body, sturdy bird. Angerd he fired another arrow that ripped open the
pouch, spilling some of its contents. Birdbird started to collect the dropped
goldpices, Haraldr again shouted that it was his gold, and continued to fire at
it. Sick of the strange archers attacks, Birdbird fired back at haraldr, from
its beak blueish balls of energy flew towards haraldr, but he nimbly dodged all
the projectiles. Fed up with the whole thing Birdbird decided to fly off, With
Haraldr fireing arrow after arrow after it.
The spilled gold caused some arguments between haraldr and Zeech, about
who's gold it was that had fallen on the ground. Still tired I decided to try
and get some shuteye. But Zeech(birdman) and Haraldr was at each others
throats. Knowing Haraldr couldent see in the dark I used my magic to snuff the
lights around the camp, in an attempt to get them to back to sleep.
During their little slap fight a loud rumbling alerted us that something else
was coming. After Bort had fired his crossbow at something on top of the cliff,
the party made ready for battle.
A massive beetle showed itself on the top of the cliff, and came charging
towards us in the camp.
it was met by a barrage of magic and arrows, Bort met it as it came down from
the cliff, and it tried to nibble on him. But we dispatched the beetle pretty
quick. My backpack had a bit of a backlash, which made everyone’s skin soften
for a short time. mm baby bottom smooth. Before going back to bed, Bort put on
a show with the dead beetle, lifting it over himself and pretending to be the
beetle, it was very entertaining, once finished with the carcass I scooped up
some beetle ichor in my vial.
The next morning after breakfast I again checked my gage to see how the
aura was, it was different from the day before, strange. Bort, the gentle
goliath (as he called himself) put me on his shoulders and we marched on, Zeech
continued to make his beautiful maps. after following the mountain chain, we
decided to cross it. But we had a hard time finding a safe passage, after
backtracking away from two dangerous looking place, we came to a wide area that
looked safe enough. Fearing avalanches we sent the birdman Zeech inn first to
check for loose snow. Zeech up ahead disturbed some sort of ice air elemental
that formed in front of us, and started hovering in the space in front Zeech,
who carefully backed off, fearing it would attack us.
After much debate, about whether to turn back ( Haraldr tried to insist we
turn back, but no one paid much attention to him) I tried just wavering to the
floating thing and said hello, it responded with a low hum. So we tried to
communicate with it, but couldn’t get any clear response to it, just more hum’s.
we decided to try and get past it, but as it seemed docile we thought it best
not to anger it. Bort the gentle giant approached it, carefully, I advised him
to try and hum back to it. Wich it seemed to like. After some petting from Bort,
it seemed to rather friendly. but would not let Bort pass. It kept wanting us to approach the ledge, but insisting we couldn’t
get past it. So i tied myself off and Anchored myself to Bort and went to have
a look. The floating elemental looked to understand our plan, and froze Borts
feet stuck to the ground, further anchoring him. Bort then lowered me down the Cliffside.
Where i spotted a cave, birdman flew down and investigated, he came back up and
told us he could see inside the cave. And that there was a giant icicle with something
metal stuck in the middle.
After some more debate on who was to go down to investigate. We decided
on myself, Nichrome, and having Zeech fly down with us. Haraldr kept trying to insist
that we send him down, but the group didn’t quite trust him, as he had moments before
threatened to leave and head back because it looked to dangerous to cross here,
but now that there was talk of a mystical cave with what appeared to be a
rapier inside, he had changed his tune, so the group didn’t trust him with the job,
despite his claimed skill at climbing.
Bort lowered me, Zeech and Nichrome down into the cave, the ice
creature, who i named flakes, followed us down there.
Once in the cave. We faced the giant icicle. inside wich was a fine
looking rapier. We tried blasting it with fire, but it did not even leave a
mark on the ice block, and it just scared Flakes.
After touching the ice block Zeech's hand started getting covered in ice. i sensed
a magical barrier surrounding the ice block. that would not melt under magic or
flame, nor would it break from steel or blade. so with his ice covered fist Zeech
chopped and punched his way through the ice block, and eventually freed the
rapier from its Icey prison, pulling it out by its hilt. Flakes seemed exited.
Zeech arm got covered in a layer of ice, all the way up to his elbow. I suspect
it might be cursed, but then again it might not be. Bort hoised us all up
again, and I waved goodbye to Flakes, who now allowed us to get past.
We made our way down from the mountain and made camp by a river .Fearing
Zeech would have night terrors with his rapier attached to his arm, i decided
to sleep far away from him.
Haraldr woke me up wanting me to sit watch. which was fine i guess, I spent the
time fiddling with my gears. Thinking about the ice creature, and the strange
rapier that had caused Zeech’s arm to get frozen and attached to his hand, covering
it with a thick layer of ice. Once I got bored I woke up Bort, as I think it
was his turn to sit watch.
The next morning Zeech was obsessed with something on his arm. but i couldn’t
see anything but his fine feathers. so i plucked one to use as a quill. Zeech
seemd suprised and just sat there staring dumbfounded at me. I checked my aura
gage and again the magic powers of the area had changed, strange area this is.
Once me and Nichrome put our magicle senses on it, some dormant magic awakened and
Zeech arm took on a life on its own, and tried to blast Bort with ice!
Since it seemd we might have to fight him, i powered up my defensive barrier.
Aaaaand that’s when it happened again. just like back at the wonderful workshop
where i worked so many years ago when my powers first came. A massive blinding explosion
appeared at my feet, burning and throwing me back with massive force, in the
aftermath i looked over at Nichrome who had taken the exsplosion full force
right in his face. he looked quite injured. His donkey, Leeroy was however was
a smouldering corps.. Why do donkeys keep getting hurt when im near! WHY!?
Bort and Haraldr escaped the blast as they were grappling Zeech to the ground a
few paces away from where the exsplosion had happened. But i think he broke free, as
he took to the skies and landed on the other side of the river. Where i couldn’t
see what was happening, but the sound was that of a struggle, and the sound of
more energy burst coming from the renegade rapier.
Then i suddenly found myself in a very bright place, I think I just
stood there confused, looking around I was clearly no longer at the campsite, Gone
was the smouldering corps of leeroy. But after a few seconds the campsite came
snapping back into place, and i was back. Bort the poor thing looked at me with
a look of utter confusion, a look im sure I shared with him.
Zeech was shouting for us to flee. so i started crawling away from the area,
while Haraldr shouted for Zeech to get control of his arm or he’d shoot him. As
i crawled away i saw the charred Nichrome huddled behind another one of his
dirt walls. I shouted that I my apologies saying it was an accident. And through
cracked charred lips he responded saying he understood. I do hope he’l forgive
me.
i made my way away into some brushes. When Zeech started shouting that
he thinks whatever was happening was over. I also shouted to the group that I think
my magic was back under control, but I was going to stay at a distance to be on
the safe side. Once we were sure it was all over, we took a short rest to
regain our strength. We then gathered up our things, and decided it be best to
head back to haven, as we realised none of us had any healing powers, note to
self: Make sure we have someone who is skilled in the healing arts with us on
the next adventure.
On our way across the mountain ridge we again ran into Flakes, who was
happy to see us, Bort in particular, after some nudging and cuddles it formed a
mouth and smiled at us.
Patting it and saying goodbye I was surprised to hear it respond, saying “
farewell gnome”.
Since it had started speaking the party came to a halt to ask it some
questions, before wich I informed it I had named it Flakes, and that my name
was Sprocket.
Flakes told us that it wanted us to bring with us the sword, as another
elemetal named Arctantis was inside it. It had been Flakes only company for
quite some time, but it had told Flakes it wanted to leave, so Flakes had tried
to get us to take it with us. Nichrome, or Zeech? I don’t rely remember who
asked, but one of them asked , or was it Bort?. Anyway one of them asked Flakes
if it would like to come with us as well, I assumed it was because Flakes would
simply melt if he left the cold mountain top.
But Flakes explained that it was bound there by powerful magic, made by Iglis. And
that the could not leave. And that our power was nowhere near strong enough to
free him.
So with that we said goodbye to Flakes, saying we hoped to see him again. And made
way back the camp, Then Haven. Despite his hand being locked to a rapier, Zeech
made more maps on the way back. One of which had a lovely picture of Flakes on
it.
-(- A copy of my adventure story would be sent to Oleg, my pen pal-)-
