Tuesday, 13 October 2020

(G426 26/09/2020 via Roll20 - AP(GM), JF) LR26

 (G426 26/09/2020 via Roll20 - AP(GM), JF) LR26

[More of my notes from my time on Mid Point Island - where we had defeated the Unseen and had taken control of the island.]

DAY 494 (10th Flamerule) (July) cont ...

I think I've lost track of the days somewhere along the way. The beginning of my life as the 'Warden of Midpoint Island' is a bit of a blur. There was so much to take in and sometimes 'Alfred the Smoke Monster' as I called him would simply just insert information into my head if he thought it would save time.

So for the first few days I felt like I'd been finding and eating magic mushrooms in the Kryptgarden Forest.

For the rest of the day and night, my family and companions left me to talk to Alfred.

Here are my unstructured notes from these conversations:

- The 'One way teleporter' acts as the Greater Teleportation spell. I'm not sure if it is interplanar
- Alfred is 13ft tall, a solid shadow. He can pick up a rock and throw it.
- The nasties that the prison contains come from 'All Planes, All Realities and All Times'
- Mid Point Island has a temperate climate, much the same as Waterdeep. It is 12 miles wide from top to bottom.
- The Island 'appears in times of crisis', and always in the current location. It was last seen 1500 years ago, around lunchtime
- The Warden bestows the 'Mark of Welcome'. Any being with a conscious alignment is affected by the lack of it if they arrive on the island - so humanoids, monsters, undead etc. Animals are not generally affected.
- The last Warden was the creator of the island. A sort of 'White Wizard'. He channeled 'oceans of magical energy' in order to make the island. He lived thousands of years ago and now he is dead.
- The island 'surfaced' again after interference form an outside force - i.e. the Mindflayers
- The trees on the island appeared and grew quickly due to the presence of the strong nature magic of me and Sylvia channeled via Alfred somehow
- I do now know the island (via Intellicus) while not on the island
- The crystal ball in the Teleporter room acts as the Greater Scrying spell
- The Wardenship can be passed on to someone willing and worthy
- The Warden can leave the island whenever he likes. Alfred can send a message if the Warden is needed back

Well, anyway, tonight we are sleeping on the ships.
But while we ate our evening meal we talked of our plans and what to do next. Lavinia had great plans for turning the island into a colony like she did with Farshore.
I don't know what Alfred would think of that, but surely he won't expect us to be daring our own socks?
'What about the caves though?' I asked her.
'People do wander,' chimed in Irritator

I decided to seal off the caves for now (apart from a hole big enough for a druid to get through!).  We can cross that bridge when we came to it.


DAY 495 (11th Flamerule) (July)

Today Lavinia went off in the Black Cat with 2000 gold to go get supplies and try and persuade some people to come and live here.
She took Sylvia, Irritator, Giselle, father and Eno with her.
Corum and Gharlie teleported back, as advance scouts.

We reckoned she'd be gone about a month.

This left just me, Molly and Rolanda on the island, with one empty boat that we have taken to calling 'Sister'.

I've started experimenting with building houses. As a Huge Earth Elemental I have no problem moving rocks around. I can then Stone Shape them into rough dwellings and use Wood Shape to strengthen them.

In one day I can build a very small cabin. If I take two days I can build a small house with four small rooms.

After all that fun, in the afternoon, I flew over to both the Waterdeep and Neverwinter fleets to invite them to visit.
The message I left was this:
'The new Warden of Mid Point Island invites you to send an emissary as soon as you like.'

I then looked around for animals to awaken. Currently on the island there are no land animals except for three stray dogs. There are plenty of seagulls though.

As an extra pair of eyes in the sky might be useful I decided to awaken a seagull and began today.

DAY 496 (12th Flamerule) (July)

Finished awakening the seagull. Named him Jonathan.

Built another house.

DAY 497 (13th Flamerule) (July)

Two Jolly boats arrived today, with delegations from Waterdeep and Neverwinter. There were four men on each craft and as they stepped onto the beach the all looked sick and fearful. I remembered to put the 'Mark of Welcome' on them and they perked up after that.

Each side had sent a captain from one of their ships, rough sorts of fellows really. I had a prepared speech:
'I'm the Warden of Mid Point Island now. There is nothing of value here, but if you wish it then you may set up embassies here'

Long-John Arsehole (one of the captains, I forget which one) pipes up;
'What's to stop us from taking the island from you?'

Well, other than all the other things that had been stopping him up until now there was also Alfred, who I introduced them to. 'Meet the Smoke Monster!'

Obviously a 13 foot tall shadow monster made them a bit more polite.
'How?' they asked.
'I'll not go into details,' I answered politely. 'But I'm in charge now.'
They asked who I was and I saw no point in lying. The Temple of Mystra knew who I was, I'd talked to Starseer himself, and it would only be a matter of time before my name was known.
'Rollo Lavius,' I said.

'We need to report back,' they said as they went to leave.

I have the feeling they thought I was a mad man.


DAY 498 (14th Flamerule) (July)

I decided to have a wee tour of the Coffins today, but quickly gave up as it was too terrifying. There are things down on the lower levels that would turn someone's soul inside out and I can barely make it past the first floor.

So, instead I teleported back to the OJB in Waterdeep to see what was going on. Corum was a bit miffed because he had already had representatives of the Open Lord around asking about what his brother (i.e. me) was up to!

Corum was keeping his ear to the ground, but even so he had heard nothing of the Unseen in Waterdeep. They were hard to find, of course, so that did not mean they were not still here.

In disguise, we went to find Reasonable Bob of the Temple of Mystra and let him know that
a) the amulets had worked a treat
b) the island was now secure, and
c) we had stopped the Blue Phage

He was happy with that (particularly 'c') and we agreed that a top Mystran cleric could come over to the island some time to take a look.

Spend the night at the OJB. Lavinia and the Black Cat are not here yet, they will be about halfway.

DAY 499 (15th Flamerule) (July)

Filled my Bag of Holding full of pies, chips and bottles of beer and flew back to the island. Got there about six in the evening.

I gave some chips to Jonathan. He had nothing to report. Something was going on though, he'd not spotted that their were eight people on the island. I could sense them clearly, up on the north side, heading inland.

I flew up their straight away, dropped down beside them and introduced myself, much to their amazement and shock.

They were adventurers, by appearance, a collecting of armoured men, rogues, wizards and clerics.
There was a half orc, an elf and a halfling also in their party. They were heavily armed.
'What are you doing here?' I asked.
'We, ah, are here on a task.'
'That's hardly an answer,' I scoffed. 'This is my island. You are trespassing.'
The leader grunted and waved at me dismissively. 'Don't get in our way.'
'Let me introduce you to the Smoke Monster,' I replied as Alfred appeared beside me.

That put the wind right up them and they started backing off. One of them tried to cast a  spell and failed.
'Stop!' I demanded. 'Stop and talk. Who are you people?'
'Ah!' one yelped. 'We are not at liberty to say!'
At that point they started running back to the coast. I thought of stopping them, but could think of no way that would not end in a punch up.
Alfred could have stopped them and put them in Blue Coffins, but he had told me that this caused terrible agony and I had no desire to visit that on them, whoever they were. Those Blue Coffins give me the heebie-jeebies.

The little halfling threw down some caltrops as they ran. This was an aggressive action, but I let this also pass - even though in a brief flash of anger all I wanted to do was catch the little shit and shove all the caltrops down his throat.

They waded into the water and swam out far enough, beyond the Protection Barrier until one of them could cast Teleportation. And off they went.

I returned to the cave and used the crystal ball to Scrye them.

They were sitting on benches in a stone walled room.
'Oof!' said one of them. 'That island just aint right!'


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