Katyr, the moon elf warlock – played by @Katalept
Tabi, the gnome barbarian – played by @londel26 (absent)
Rha’taba, the rakshasa tiefling bounty hunter – played by @Sizzlork
Usef, the human cleric of Tempus – played by @charlesramsey4
Katya, the tiefling sorcerer (flinger of insults) – played by @ChopChopJapchae
Sa’t’eev, the half-elf ranger – played by @CosmicCandi
Birdy, the halfling soon-to-be druid – played by @Drgnfly420
Morohtar, the shady wood elf – played by @Adam1984_
The Underdark, far beneath the surface of the Sword Coast in the Forgotten Realms.
Velkynvelve, drow slave camp outpost that ships slaves to Menzoberranzan.
Flee From Velkynvelve:
After passing out gear they found in the armory, Balok the charmed drow elite warrior came back with news that Ilvara was not in her room. After the group inquire about their belongings, he says he could not see their items, but Ilvara does have a locked chest in her room. The party decided they would have to go in and ‘pick’ the chest and retrieve their gear. Leaving Balok as a lookout outside the entrance to warn if the nearby demon-drow battle comes closer, the party enters the upper room across the spidersilk rope bridge.
Upon entering the stalactite, they are greeted by a giant spider statue that was so lifelike that it was mistaken for a real spider and was fired upon by the first two that entered. Usef believed this room was a shrine to Lolth, the spider queen that the drow worship. After only glancing around the room for a moment and finding the ladder that heads down to the next level, the party started heading in that direction when Rha’taba spotted movement coming from the stack of pillows on one side of the room. From those pillows a real giant spider came and attacked the party.
After the guardian of the shrine was defeated, the party went below into Ilvara’s private chamber to search for their belongings. All except Usef, who saw the shrine as an affront to his beliefs and began hammering at the statue head with the metal bar he was carrying around.
Meanwhile, in Ilvara’s chamber, Rha’taba and Morohtar fashion a crude set of lock picks to try to gain access to Ilvara’s personal chest. After close inspection and determining there were not any traps, Morohtar successfully unlocks the chest, but not before a poison needle pokes his finger. After the initial shock of the presence of the needle wanes, Morohtar acts quickly and does not succumb to the drow poison that was on the needle.
Upon opening the chest, the party discovered many of their belongings among some personal gear of Ilvara’s. They passed out the gear and helped themselves to Ilvara’s possessions, then quickly searched the room below. They found a chest and after discovering it also had a poison needle trap like Ilvara’s, they jammed a shortsword into the lock which caused the needle to trigger, harming no one. Unfortunately this must have damaged the lock somewhat, because when the rogue attempted to pick the lock he critically failed, breaking the lock completely.
Not wanting to let that be the end, they attempted to pick up and see how heavy the chest was, and Usef heard tinkling of glass and sloshing of a large quantity of liquid from inside. Most of the party decide the chest isn’t worth the effort after trying to smash the lock open, hearing glass break. Sa’t’eev, even after hearing shouts from above that the battle is getting closer, refuses to let the chest be without hacking at it with his shortsword and trying to pry at the iron bound chest to gain access. In frustration, he slammed the chest down, breaking whatever was still in the chest, before finally leaving.
With a couple demons coming around the bend along the ledge the party decided it was time to descend into the pool below and make good their escape. While the group was discussing their possible next destination some of them notice movement in the pool. Sarith explained that there is a grey ooze that lives in the pool and feeds on the refuse that the outpost above drops into the pool. He also mentioned that it shouldn’t be aggressive. As the party discussed possible routes further the ooze came out of the pool and attacked Ront, causing the rest of the group to beat the ooze into paste. Just as the ooze was dying, everyone heard in their head the statement ‘Flesh for the Faceless Lord!‘ Sa’t’eev noticed that the metal of his shortsword was slightly corroded from when the ooze was struck.
The party finally decided that they would head to Shuushar’s village of Sloobludop. Shuushar believed that the western exit from the chasm would lead in the direction of Darklake, the shore of which resides his village.
Just as they were about to leave the area, a wounded Vrok crash landed in front of them right in their path. As it regained its footing and stood up, Rha’taba attempted to speak with it, although in the language of its eternal enemies, Infernal. This pulled the attention of the Vrok away from the battle overhead it was focusing on and it noticed the party for the first time. In the demon’s own language, Sa’t’eev attempted to convince it to let them pass as they did not want to fight with the powerful demon, even in its weakened state. The demon replied that they were ‘beneath its notice’ and it flew back up into the battle above. Since their way became unblocked, the group left the chasm with all haste and began their journey towards Darklake and the Kuo-toa village of Sloobludop.
The first day they came upon a deep ravine with a barely-there ledge they were forced to traverse if they didn’t want to backtrack far out of their way. They had the bright idea to tie each member to another in a line and go slowly together as a group. The ledge was 18 inches wide at some points and many of the team lost their footing, only to have those around them pull them back up so they could continue along. Because of their proper prior planning, no one fell to their deaths. Even though it was arduous to get past this obstacle.
However, this did slow the party down enough for the forward scouts of the pursuing drow to catch up with them. During their second watch that was posted while they tried to rest, the posted watch spotted the scouts creeping up to the camp and a battle broke out! After a few brief clashes Rha’taba was cut down by a grievous wound from one of the scouts!
Will they be recaptured when the full drow force shows up? Will they try to stand and fight? Will they flee for their lives running from their pursuers? Find out next week!