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Velborough Woes | |
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Date | 05/03/23 |
Storyteller | Indi |
Tier | "Easy" |
Player Characters | Illiam Elro, Shreex, Ishi, Sutton, Raijin, Benny |
Rewards | 2x Elixr of Life, 3x Potion of Healing, Prayer Beads, Scroll of Heal, Incomplete Ritual of Fey Abeyance, 325xp |
Result | Survived! Barely! |
Author | Illiam |
Illiam's perspective on The Velborough Sessions.
Part 1: Velborough Woes
After a day's travel, we approached the settlement of Velborough and spoke to Liandra about the temple of Gorum in her dimly lit manor. We were served *white* wine, Apocalypse Wine it's called. Very expensive, 13 plat a bottle.
More towards the mission, Gorum's temple was rumored to be overrun with wild beasts. Getting through that was going to be annoying if we want to keep the artifacts intact. AND OF COURSE, we stumble upon a UNIBUNNY!!! I say of course, I never expected to see a bunny trying to tie a bell to an urn. It didn't take long for us to figure out why, once Benny got a bell spat back in his face and some animals started to get mighty mad about it.
For some reason, it worked when he made choo-choo noises at the urn. It was kind of cute.
The animals were behaving strangely through the whole time, sometimes they were rabid and other times they were just out of their heads...
Except a single snake, that didn't cast a shadow, and turned out to be some sorta evil toothy creature. It smirked at me. We had a feeling that it wasn't most of those creatures faults, though... So we knocked 'em out as best we could. It was goddamn difficult, even AFTER Benny opened the mud pit. We stopped being so nice when they started knocking us dead left and right!!!
Eventually we were able to complete the ritual, barring a few teeth. Whoever said this mission was simple on the flyers must've been out of their mind!
Velborough Lows | |
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Date | 05/06/23 |
Storyteller | Indi |
Tier | Trainee, Hard |
Player Characters | Raijin, Benny, Zeal, Kali, Ishi, Illiam Elro, Tuli Mrysky |
Rewards | 20gp, 225xp |
Result | Success..? We fixed the drainage issue, that's for sure. |
Author | Illiam |
Part 2: Velborough Lows
A tall, svelte man named Elder Ramiel had commissioned us to clean out some drainage systems. It was simple work, throw muck and toss it out, figure out the source.
Turns out, there were a LOT of issues. One of which, being a dam downstream. Another being that there wasn't an animal around here for a good bit. Another being some purple worms. A bow-tied worm was talking some PARTICULAR bullshit against Zeal, who proceeded to beat it with a shovel before it was quickly jarred. Then the voice was transferred to a squirrel? What in the fresh Hells is going on in this place?
First, a Cold Iron Bell at the manor, and now this... These folks around here know more than they're leading on, and I don't like it one bit. Anyhow, Benny said the squirrel told him about another Druid that was trapped in a sink hole! AWFUL stuff! Of course, we jumped to help.
Quite literally, into some VERY deep water under the sinkhole. However, on land, were a LOT more of those gross mage eater worms! I'm glad I noticed that the water dissolved those little bastards. And Ishi made *quite* the splash, easily taking out the most at once. Though, we quickly realized that the poor Druid was dealing with something much worse. A whole *swarm* of them, trying to pile on at once.
We tried to make a hasty escape, barely successful as the cavern fell in on itself, creating a huge 40ft crater. Then, upon safety, the Druid introduced himself as... Elder Ramiel. He rambled about a thousand eyes, beasts, arms... I'm worried about him, he's speaking of ambiguous eldrich creatures, abberitions. Poor bastard even tried to hydrate himself with WINE, and then immediately passed out after we went over town limits. After pumping his stomach, he still seemed to be fine, other than being completely out of consciousness.
When I looked back, I saw... A radial white flower. All over the town limits, surrounding the town.
They've been taken by the Fae. Shapeshifters, using magically infused bottles that can I only describe with 'infinity'.
Velborough Doe's | |
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Date | 05/08/23 |
Storyteller | Indi |
Tier | Trainee, Easy |
Player Characters | Benny, ALOT, Maki, Iskierka, Raijin, Suttonalia Morroweather, Illiam Elro |
Rewards | 30gp, 290xp |
Result | It's hard to say this is a success, but we did what we were told. |
Author | Illiam |
Part 3: Velborough Doe's
I learned that I may no longer speak of these events, so I write them in as much detail as I can muster.
Sutton discovered a little detail in the sky when we first approached And that little detail was as if time had paused itself in the sky, and only resumed as we crossed the threshold to Velborough. Unsettling.
Once we approached the Statehouse, for some reason, we weren't greeted this time. Instead we saw the gate was ajar, nobody to tell us what to do. So naturally, we did what we pleased and went in to knock for the proveyers. The only person we got a response from, was another zombified resident. Not *Zombified*, but the man wasn't all there, no regular person was regular here. While I blended into my natural environment of people being taller than me, we finally got lead to the Elder that had commissioned us. In a long shed. A weirdly long shed.
Or, so we thought.
We instead just saw a deer. Big one, just eating a salad. Really cautious, and we were too, rightfully. Turns out that was the elk we were looking for a successor about, and Iskierka's... Pet? Creature? Thought it rightful to attempt to attack the poor thing We ended up having to knock out the poor spooked thing! For some reason, we hogtied it before discovering it had a heart attack. We killed the mascot.
The townsfolk that SUDDENLY have a personality, decided that the collective consciousness did not appreciate our actions and looked on in horror.
Ello, a large goat man, seemed a bit more panicked after we told him what had happened. He announced that he was the elk's caretaker, and started to mix powders about what we had done. This turned out to be the first time I'd ever seen someone successfully J.O. a dead animal. Guess that wasn't enough for the man, he demanded we bring a 'suitable heir'. Though I suppose the proper phrase was "plead" for us to find a swift replacement, as he scrawled a map. There was fear in this man's tone. The hug I recieved was saturated in anxiety in doubt.
Once we arrived to the forest that was about an hour out, things were... Strangely tranquil. We took advantage of the calmness to make a plan, which meant Benny and Sutton made a plan. A solid one at that, waiting downwind to patiently befriend a couple elk for... Town mascot breeding, I suppose.
Sneak squad went to flush out some Elk
Trap squad does the obvious thing.
Trap squad did a great job with setup, while Sneak squad *became* the downwind. Benny had an eye on a trail, until it lead us to a... Fairy circle. Meanwhile Trap squad happened upon a couple Elk, just waiting around. At least one of our teams did the objective! While the other one continued to uncover shitstorm after fucknado after pissfest.
Sneak Squad, however... We discovered that the Fairy Circle is IN FACT, A FAIRY CIRCLE. We were granted an Audience with Rovendil of the Western Woods. One of three that rules the forest. The other two, are apparently Sagiventius and Poinsetia his brother and sister. The former of which, was practically juggling Trap Squad while the latter resided deeper in the woods. Thankfully, Rovendil cast a spell of Telepathy to Sataventius in order to wish protection to Trap Squad from Sagiventius. It was kind of the Fairies and Pixies to clean us up during our conversation before we were reunited.
"The Master", apparently, had granted these kind Elk refuge from the First World. I hope to learn more of this figure, as when I asked, Rovandil simply glanced to the sky.
May Sir Knifesnout the Famed Fae Poet rest in peace, as this ever-ticking mental reminder to return in an exact week rings in my head.
Dear GODS, I thought we saw Ello get struck down by lightning in the Townhouse, but now he's in ALOT?!?! Then Raijin grabbed some fancy wood, put it on a goat, and THAT GOAT is Ello?! Then... I lost Ello.
I didn't see this "The Master", but I felt him. It was true horror in my soul. I lost too many people to this guy.
Velborough Doughs | |
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Date | 05/10/23 |
Storyteller | Indi |
Tier | Trainee, Easy |
Player Characters | Ishi, Raijin, Suttonalia Morroweather, Benny, Tuli Mrysky, Dar, Illiam Elro |
Rewards | 250xp, Familiar Tattoo, Greater Smokestick x3, Ring of Discretion x2, Lesser Spiritual Warhorn, Ventriloquist's Ring |
Result | This didn't feel like a success, but we did what the letter said. |
Author | Illiam Elro |
Part 4: Velborough Doughs
Here again. With the ever-changing weather, still clouds, in that disgusting orb of a plane.
The same place where Ello pushed me as I lost him. Cool. I went to check where I buried the necklace that housed his soul, thankfully it was still there.
Rain trickled down sparcely as we made our way to the statehouse. I can't tell what's useful information anymore and what isn't. It all feels like it could mean something. The people here are still saying the same thing. "Howdy, Traveler." "Have a good day." "Don't know nothin' about that." Even when we ask about things that clearly exist to them, like the damn bakery we're supposed to go to. When we went towards the estate, the rain began to come down a bit harder. Moreso as we were leaving, until we noticed it had stopped just a bit outside the estate.
Towards the valley, things were a bit more unkempt. Wild, one might say, as we approached a strangely luxurious building. Though we didn't smell baked goods coming from the building, though. Despite it having a *bread sign*, almost clearly indicating this is the bakery.
The group gave a knock, and the door opened. To nobody. That is, until a young human woman ran up towards the opening with a lantern, apparently surprised to see us? Strange, since she seems to be the one who had commissioned us. Her name is Ello. Her name is Ello. Why is her name Ello. Why is her name Ello?!?!
This place is unlit. This woman insists that bread cannot be baked without "The Mother". She went on to describe the scene where an Elk apparently took her Mother, and I'm inclined to believe one of the three Elk Guardian siblings. They wouldn't do that for no reason. I need to talk to Rovendel about why he an' Vii look alike, anyway, so this seems like a good excuse.
The Master is watching, I know it in my soul. At least this bakery has cats. One calm white one, and one adorable vicious black one, and they're both adorable. And... One of the cats is named Ramiel? Three Ramiels, two Ello's, and one me going insane.
As "Ello" lead our way through the light drizzle, across the pasture, and pointed us to the Elk's domain. It's only occasionally nice to be correct, I'm grateful this is one of those times. The further we ventured into their forest, the kinder the aura felt. The rain stopped, and we approached the creek once more. All we found was some yellow sap on a tree once we crossed, and the forest didn't answer my call to speak to Rovendel.
Dar, Benny, and Tuli immediately investigated the tree scrape with the yellow sap. Apparently, it's yeast. We encountered Sagiventius and his herd, but he didn't pay us any mind.
After some deliberation, we went on to follow the trail as whispers to Raijin guided us. The whispers told him we were looking for Poinsetia, Rovendel and Sagiventius' sister. As we traveled, Dar for some reason decided after saying we were burning daylight, for us to take a break. I wasn't about to argue, the setting was becoming more unsettling as the trees thinned out and the colors became more muted. Normal, for most folks. Though, then Raijin's shadow split began to speak.
It was a shadow form of a fawn named M, claiming to be hiding from The Master. It had attached itself to Raijin, and guided us through him. It told us to play The Master's game, and to stay ignorant. To find the Spirit Binder, and bring it to the light. Or to the ruins of what was once built. But whatever we do, we must do it in the light. The Master's domain is in the dark.
I'm writing this down as fast as I can, but this is all happening so fast... One second, we're walking, and the next, Tuli runs off to catch a rat!? The poor thing lacks a hind leg. We quickly learned it was an undead possum, that was... Uh... Playing dead? We kept finding more as we went on, some rats, some horses, some creatures without heads altogether. I want to believe this is a hopeful sight, but it's all quite morbid...
The yeast splotches on the trail kept getting more and more fresh as we went on, and ahead was an Elk standing over a yeasty hole. Poinsetia. Poinsetia was direct, but quite polite about the situation at hand. I have a great respect for her, even after she exploded into separate seemingly-sentient parts that proceeded to attack us.
An eye flung fire at me, a hoof tried to hoof Sutton in the face, it was insane! We thought Poinsetia was bad enough, but then the damn WALKING BLOB OF YEAST began to crawl out of its hole! Wave after wave of misery washed over us, some more than others as the fight carried on. I'm still shaking, but Sutton seemed unfazed as she danced with her shadowey opponent. A horrifying trial, I felt pain in my soul the whole time. But it felt like a necessary awfulness.
Poinsetia commended us for our strength, but noticed the sun leaving and immediate made haste.
On our way back, the rain turned to storm. A torrent of weather beating us down all the way to the bakery. M apparently had left us some rewards with "Ello", and we insisted on leaving swiftly after the fact. The storm was awful on our way back, the lightning flashing intensely as we crossed the threshold. I swear, I saw him. I saw The Master looming over us.
I think we displeased him. How do we play a game when we don't know the rules?
((The page is spattered with liquid drops. It's easy to deduce that it's not all rain.))