Gaming: More Ptolus!
When our characters went back into the Underground Lair of Gnollish
Death, there were no more gnolls, but they found the villain of the lair at
home and he whupped them with a web spell and some spider-based
abominations. Erika got to mock Shilukar by not dying, but the group ended
up having to leave Raul as a hostage while they reported back to Castle
Shard. Shilukar ended up getting in, but at least he couldn't make
abominations there. For their efforts, the group got paid and were made
official Friends of Castle Shard.
The drug dealer who they had retrieved the Watch of Doom for let them
know that someone had hired one of his guys to whack one of them as a
warning to stay away from Phon. Because they had done business together,
the drug dealer was willing to help them set up a fake murder, and even
tell them when and where his guy was going to get paid. Karl got "stabbed"
to "death" in front of witnesses, with a bit of illusion, and Erika trailed
the runner who delivered the payment to find out where the orders came
from. It turned out to be Phon's former boss, brother of the guy who had
hired them to investigate the Idol of Gnollishness, and probably the person who had Phon
hidden away by the Fateweavers. Since they had been leaving Phon alone,
this was kind of mysterious, but whatever.
The priest/activist who had hired them to look into the idol failed to
return to Ptolus after the two weeks he had predicted, but there wasn't
much anyone could do about that.
Karl's ancestors suggested that the time for the box to be opened was
coming up, so he went to the temple of Niviril to ask about the Nineteenth
Key. After ascertaining that he is the legitimate owner of the Nineteenth
Lock, they told him for a moderate fee that the Key is in the House of the
Pythoness. Also, there are apparently deep connections between the blue
gnolls and the history or fate of Ptolus.
The House of the Pythoness was a brothel until the Knights of the Pale
raided it three years ago and extirpated the chaos cult Crimson Coil that
was lairing there. The nine-story castle-like building has been abandoned
since then, waiting for heirs of the cult leaders to claim it. No one
was really surprised that it was being used as a lair by
illusion-wielding undead (not too much of a problem) or an assortment of
rat-monsters of various sizes (problematic until the PCs had a chance to
recover spells and buff before going back in).
Next session, we resume the
dungeon haunted house crawl
with a good five rounds left on the buffs! And when we finish that,
Food: Gaming munchies all day. Oog.
Still twelve paws when I got home! They hadn't even eaten all the
crunchyfood I left them.
Marmalade snuggled in my arms quite extensively!