Monday, June 4, 2012

#7 - Changing Course

The PCs opted not to try to jump ship and reach the Deep Mine. Despite Xoma's preparation of several feather fall spells, it just wouldn't be a direct drop down. They'd have harsh, cold weather, and more than a handful of frail gnomes (and gnome children) ill-equipped for the hazards of the mountain.

But...Halbazar tried his hand at the helm and was able to coerce the ship's bound elemental into some level of cooperation. Steering the ship gradually around, the Sky Talon was now on a course southward again.

Meanwhile, Doongul used his clerical touch to rouse the Aundairian nobleman and Halbazar coaxed him to speak some more. He gave his name, Reltran ir'Harran, and spoke with a little more lucidity. He referred to his "mentor," a man named Lord Avashad. And also of an aquaintance of his who Reltran didn't like, someone named Drazul d'Tharashk. Both men were allegedly affiliated with the PCs' new enemies, and Rendar even recognized the latter name and knew the infamous half-orc to be bad news.

A short while later, another winged form appeared in the northern horizon, tailing the airship. The mid-day, early Vult sky unleashed a steady, cold rain, and it wasn't long before enemies presented themselves once again. Several wyverns were spotted this time, and a trio of big wooden crates were dropped to the deck from above. When the crates ruptured, two iron defenders (metal, bladed, artificer-made dogs) and a warforged arose. While the mechanical hounds attacked, the warforged hurried belowdeck.


One of the wyverns dived down to attack, riderless, taking on Doongul, Rendar, Halbazar, and Xoma. Xoma narrowly dodged a strike from the wyvern's deadly tail, and even managed to temporarily blind the creature with a spitting venom spell of his own. Rendar took advantage of the wyvern's situation and drove his blades repeatedly into its scaly hide....until at last he delivered a killing blow. The winged beast dropped heavily, spewing its life fluids upon the rain-slicked deck.

In the ship's hold, Cypher, Cyzicus, and Magnus pursued and battle the lone enemy warforged. Cypher used infusions to disrupt the other construct's lifeforce, while Magnus did what Magnus always did best: smash things with his two-handed morningstar. Cyzicus lingered behind, using arrows even in close quarters. The warforged countered with the massive metal claw that replaced its right arm, clamping it down upon both Magnus and Cypher. When the construct's body was sufficiently battered, it fled them again—just after triggering some magical effect with the ghulra on its forehead.

When it reached the elemental binding chamber—the door for which had been sealed with some sort of warding glyph—the warforged turned to fight again. A blow from Cyzicus sent the construct crashing to the floor....

...at which point it exploded, blasting open the warded door and sending Cypher, Magnus, and Cyzicus reeling. Both the artificer and the barbarian were rendered unconscious, while the shifter managed to keep his feet. Cyzicus lifted Magnus into his arms and called for a healer.

And then the airship began to wobble.



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