DAY 415 (22nd Tarsakh)(April) cont ...
I waved at Fenrir to get his attention, but I think he was realising the futility of
this endeavour himself. I kept on thinking about what that dwarf merchant had told
us about just bribing our way in.
There were troglodyte shaman mixed in with the warriors and I pointed them out.
'Hold up a big bag of gold and get his attention for Silvanus's sake!' I pleaded.
Eventually we called a cease-fire and managed to talk to one of them.
'I will hear your parley,' said the shaman.
It took an hour or so and 700 gold, but we managed to get ourselves to the main
gate. From there we paid a gate guard to take use 'where we needed to be' he said
for the sum of 100 gold. I think in some ways the trogs that we hadn't killed
admired out strength and didn't take us slaying loads of them quiet as personally
as you might think. That and they loved gold above all things.
'You knock this door, go in - goodbye!' said the guard as he left.
The door was opened by a slyth who ushered us into his dwelling, down some
dark tunnels and into grotty eating area. His name was Kronthud and his
female companion was Thulmarra.
'So, you have entered the city illegally, how can I help you?' he asked.
Fenrir started by asking how he could get to talk to the 'Priests of
Laogzed'. Kronthud told him there was little chance of them meeting
with anyone from outside the city, let alone an illegal alien. If had
arrived as a guest of honour then perhaps, but like this, not a chance.
'I can gather information for you though,' offered Kronthud.
Fenrir paid 50 gold for a 'luxury suite' and another 100 for the information.
Kronthud went off to find where the prisoners were being kept, how heavily
guarded it was and how the priests were likely to react to a break out.
The 'suite' was marvelous, for something underground anyway, a large well
lit airy chamber with a small fountain in the middle. Stone benches with
soft silk cushions were arranged around the place.
Twelve females were sent for our pleasure. *CROSSED OUT*. I of course had
nothing to do wit them my sweet.
Later Fenrir went off with a female mindflayer (!), a slyth, a red skinned
elf (I think maybe she was a Genasi) and yuan-ti pure blood. To do I know
not what.
A female slyth, a svirfneblin and two tritons tried to lure me away
*CROSSED OUT* but I resisted and was very well behaved and *CROSSED OUT*
went to my room by myself shortly afterwards.
Your loving husband, Rol
DAY 416 (23nd Tarsakh)(April)
Dear Nia,
Just got a chance to finally jot down a few things after all the excitement today.
We started with a very nice breakfast, served to us by Thulmarra in our suite.
Eating so heartily in such a nice environment certainly made a nice change from
our resent experience.
Kronthud returned with information:
Where prisoners are being kept? - Indeed under the main temple
Guard?
- Temple guards
- Trogs, paladins/blackguards and a high level cleric.
- Also Driders and Triders
Route to place?
- It is in the middle of the main city and easy to find.
Map?
- crude map provided - building in reasonably good conditions. heavily guarded all the time
How priests are most likely to react?
- This he did not know. They might try and keep it quiet, as such a breech of their
security would be very embarrassing, or they might call out the noble's warbands or they
might raise the entire population up in arms. There was no way of knowing for sure.
Kronthud also said that our slaying of over a hundred troglodytes at the main entrance had put a large price on our heads and that he would have to move us soon for the safety of all concerned.
Kronthud had also learned some details of the prisoners:
ALIVE- Lord Trant, a nobleman in his late 30s, well dressed and of an arrogant demeanour.
DEAD - Bob Bobbins, his half-halfling servant
DEAD - Yembrol Santez, a young nobleman.
DEAD - His servant
ALIVE- Caric Codswapper, a young nobleman.
DEAD - His servant, a female elf.
and Two Dwarves from Boatmurdered.
Trant, hmm, Trant, that name rings a bell, thought Fenrir. Then it dawned on him that it was none other than the Croamarkh son!
The final words of wisdom from Kronthud, 'You're best bet for leaving the city is back out via the bribery chain as quickly as possible before the priests make up their minds how to react!'
I have to say it did look like he thought we were all crazy and had no chance of success.
Well, be that as it may, we began our assault on the temple a few hours later. It was meant to be a scouting mission, but as you know, with Fenrir there is a 100% chance that a scouting mission will turn into an assault.
The Temple to Laogzed was built by the dark elves that were the original inhabitants of Pool. In fact, the most senior clerics of the Temple were still dark elves and driders the last remnants of their presence in the city.
The building itself is large and domed, with eight wings all sticking out of it like the legs of a spider. The main entrance was through the 'head' of the spider, a set of two tall doors that were guarded by six tough looking trogs in plate armour.
While me and Veddic lurked around the side of the temple (looking for a good place to enter via Stone Shape) Fenrir turned invisible and snuck in the main entrance, following a female dark elf cleric inside. The entrance was a wide corridor that lead to another set of doors that had a huge stone face carved on it. She tugged on the faces nostrils, it said 'enter!' and in she went. Fenrir followed behind her.
As the door closed though, Fenrir's cloak caught on it! He tugged and sadly ripped the thing. It send the door guards into a mild tizzy, but by then Fenrir was in the main chamber.
He wafted along as high as he could to the other side of the circular hall, keeping near the cleric he had followed. She then went through a door at the back. Just as he was wondering what to do, a drider below pointed up at him and cried, 'there is something up there!'
Fenrir sighed then contacted us with the magic stones. 'Just come on in lads, its all kicked off.'
Veddic rolled his eyes and waited for me to make a door for us so that we could also join the fun.
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