Post by DM on Feb 11, 2008 11:01:06 GMT -5
Maerith already demoralized feels her protective wards stripped off her by the magical energy unleashed by Maria.
Knowing this battle is lost she teleports out. The sound of a popping sound fills the air as Maerith disappears.
Tovak sees Maerith abandon the fight and escape. He looks around to make his escape but there is much blood and damage to his body from battling with Tusk. He takes a step back making a plea of surrender..
I will not fight you any longer. Let me go please.
He turns to flee but falls flat on his back. When the dust settles there is a figure holding a battleaxe in each hand.
After combat Tusk tends to his wounds, which are already healing themselves.
Solinar will question the stranger who felled the giant.
Silverthorn and Mistmour will heal anybody else that is hurt.
If the party questions the refugees they point to the elderly man that the three were accosting. He introduces himself as Ilsheen Varakkas. He is wearing simple clothes and doesn't have any other belongings on him.
My farm was a few miles out of town--that way, to the northeast. I was coming back from a hunting trip when it happened. There was a flash of light, like someone tore the sky open and a huge black ball, bigger than two barns put together, came tearing out of the sky. There wasn't any time to do anything. I only saw it for a second before it tore down right in the middle of Rhale.
It...it was horrible...my daughters and wife were probably still asleep...so many...friends...but thank the gods no one suffered. They couldn't have. I covered my eyes and ears when I saw that black orb hit, and just managed to keap into a ditch before the fires and wind hit. It seemed to last for hours, but I know it only lasted an instant. Afterward...all that black smoke clung, like it was frozen in the air. It was like the end of the world--like the gods themselves smote Rhale. But we never did anything wrong! Why would the gods punish Rhale? All those people...my family...now they're just gone...
And then, as we started to make our way out of that hellhole, the devils came. Evil beasts, black-skinned creatures with glimmering scales. They were led by three horid creatures that wore wide gold necklaces and black armour. They headed straight into Rhale--into the crater! And they've been in their, in those poison mists and clouds of steam, ever since.
Solinar talks to the stranger...
Hail and well met. Looks like I got here just in time for the fun. Tobias Hillcrest is the name. Where you folks heading?
After hearing the recount of the events from Ilsheen, Tobias adds,
The object that fell from the sky is an ancient draconic reliquary called the Fane of Scales. The Fane of Scales is reputed to contain an evil artifact of terrible power. I don't know what the artifact is but it is rumored to be a potent weapon of evil that was sealed away in the Fane some years ago in order to safeguard it for some future date when it may be needed. Whatever its use, the Black Covenant cannot allowed to recover it.
Those black skinned creatures you saw are the ones I've been tracking down. They are a cabal of sorcerers, clerics, and monsters, many of which possess draconic heritage, and are all dedicated to the worship of evil dragons and the destruction of non-dragons.
The Black Covenant is responsible for bringing down the Fane of Scales. How they were able to do it I don't know but I suspect if was an item of great power to disrupt the magic that kept the fane suspended high in the skies above.
But now I am without my group but perhaps meeting you lot will help fulfill my goal to destroy the Black Covenant.
Please feel free to ask questions of Ilsheen and Tobias. Post appropriate rolls (ie, Knowledge checks, Sense Motive, etc) to glean more information.
Knowing this battle is lost she teleports out. The sound of a popping sound fills the air as Maerith disappears.
Tovak sees Maerith abandon the fight and escape. He looks around to make his escape but there is much blood and damage to his body from battling with Tusk. He takes a step back making a plea of surrender..
I will not fight you any longer. Let me go please.
He turns to flee but falls flat on his back. When the dust settles there is a figure holding a battleaxe in each hand.
After combat Tusk tends to his wounds, which are already healing themselves.
Solinar will question the stranger who felled the giant.
Silverthorn and Mistmour will heal anybody else that is hurt.
If the party questions the refugees they point to the elderly man that the three were accosting. He introduces himself as Ilsheen Varakkas. He is wearing simple clothes and doesn't have any other belongings on him.
My farm was a few miles out of town--that way, to the northeast. I was coming back from a hunting trip when it happened. There was a flash of light, like someone tore the sky open and a huge black ball, bigger than two barns put together, came tearing out of the sky. There wasn't any time to do anything. I only saw it for a second before it tore down right in the middle of Rhale.
It...it was horrible...my daughters and wife were probably still asleep...so many...friends...but thank the gods no one suffered. They couldn't have. I covered my eyes and ears when I saw that black orb hit, and just managed to keap into a ditch before the fires and wind hit. It seemed to last for hours, but I know it only lasted an instant. Afterward...all that black smoke clung, like it was frozen in the air. It was like the end of the world--like the gods themselves smote Rhale. But we never did anything wrong! Why would the gods punish Rhale? All those people...my family...now they're just gone...
And then, as we started to make our way out of that hellhole, the devils came. Evil beasts, black-skinned creatures with glimmering scales. They were led by three horid creatures that wore wide gold necklaces and black armour. They headed straight into Rhale--into the crater! And they've been in their, in those poison mists and clouds of steam, ever since.
Solinar talks to the stranger...
Hail and well met. Looks like I got here just in time for the fun. Tobias Hillcrest is the name. Where you folks heading?
After hearing the recount of the events from Ilsheen, Tobias adds,
The object that fell from the sky is an ancient draconic reliquary called the Fane of Scales. The Fane of Scales is reputed to contain an evil artifact of terrible power. I don't know what the artifact is but it is rumored to be a potent weapon of evil that was sealed away in the Fane some years ago in order to safeguard it for some future date when it may be needed. Whatever its use, the Black Covenant cannot allowed to recover it.
Those black skinned creatures you saw are the ones I've been tracking down. They are a cabal of sorcerers, clerics, and monsters, many of which possess draconic heritage, and are all dedicated to the worship of evil dragons and the destruction of non-dragons.
The Black Covenant is responsible for bringing down the Fane of Scales. How they were able to do it I don't know but I suspect if was an item of great power to disrupt the magic that kept the fane suspended high in the skies above.
But now I am without my group but perhaps meeting you lot will help fulfill my goal to destroy the Black Covenant.
Please feel free to ask questions of Ilsheen and Tobias. Post appropriate rolls (ie, Knowledge checks, Sense Motive, etc) to glean more information.