The party took
their rest while they could within the confines of the familiar tavern. In the
morning they were informed that it would be a few days before they could make
the trek to the surface. They were given a few options to further help out
within the town to help pass the time. Orion, Xanaphia, Thelrum, and Syre weighed
their options and chose to check out a strange house in an abandoned part of
town. There had been sightings of tall cloaked figures milling about the area recently
so they went to take a look.
They came
within sight of the building, a hovel carved into the wall, they could see
green light emanating from under the door. Thelrum summoned his familiar, a
spider, and sent it under the door. It could see and hear two drow talking near
a stack of burning mushrooms releasing a green flame. The drow were talking
about the “surface folk” and “failing her was not an option”. They noticed the
spider in the room and switched into the drow sign language. He called his
spider back and the party burst into the room. Syre made her mark by stabbing
one of the drow in the head with a dagger. Orion killed the other swiftly and
they both heard the sound of rushing water from a connected room. The door
opened and a more important looking drow came out wiping his hands and drawing
his sword. The south door also opened revealing another important drow. Thelrum
had cast blink on himself and was able to move into the south room as well, seeing
a drow mage with a spell book knocking on another door. Orion stunned the
bathroom drow and helped deal with the elite warrior that had entered the room
to only leave it after seeing his broken minions. the drow mage attempted to magic missile Thelrum but fell victim to shield, ruining his attack. The group made good work of
the drow but were unable to stop the mage and what they saw was a drow
priestess from teleporting away. Syre was able to use her whisper bard ability
to steal the face and minor memories of one of the grunts after exploding his head
with dissonant whispers. Chaos, duplicity, neck stabs, and lightning breath
helping sew destruction. The party took all the armor and equipment from the
slain and sold it in town.
They plotted
for a bit, healed up, and decided to look into the missing persons reports
flooding out of a strangely dangerous part of town. Once there they found what
was described as an angry traffic cone, a stalagmite with terrible teeth, a horrible
eye, and oh god why tentacles. It grabbed the bard instantly, pulling her
closer. The party fought against the tentacles, escaping only to get caught
again. Both Orion and Syre got chomped a few times by it, Xanaphia shooting it
in the eye with a crossbow bolt did hamper the attacks of the roper. Thelrum used
his dragon breath spell to great effect, shaking it with lightning damage often.
Syre tried to make an illusion of a broken tentacle at one point to aid in her
escape but the beast just tried to catch her with a second tentacle. Eventually
they ended the beast and found the bones of many gnomes, orcs, and dark elves
that fell victim to the roper. They also found a pile of fluffy yellow debris
in the corner, Syre started poking it, releasing spores in a ten-foot burst. She
ignored it, being immune to poison, and found a cool ring of water breathing. They
headed back to town with their new swag and their new level, Level 7.
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