Re: 2.1 the Misgivings
The party moves to give Zer the space to fireball...
>BOOM<
...and the rats are eliminated. The door Iesha went through opens and she looks out, pausing as she surveys the scene, "Good, you took care of that rat problem. But where's the rat I married." She looks through the rest of the basement, getting angrier and more confused as she goes. There are servants quarters,
Two bunks stand in this room, their sheets relatively free of dust and
mold. A single chair lies on its side between them.
a pantry that was the rats den;
Although once a pantry, this room has become a filthy, reeking lair of
what must be hundreds, if not thousands, of rats. Swaths of fur cling
to everything, and mounds of rat droppings cover the floor. Numerous
cracks in the walls doubtlessly allow the rats that live here access to a
wide network of tiny tunnels beyond the basement walls.
and a wine cellar,
Two wine racks line the walls here, their shelves empty and dusty. Mounds
of broken glass bottles clutter the floor.
but still no Aldern. She walks down a hallway, "What's down here?" She comes to a door made of iron, and while patches of rust mar its face, it remains quite stout...and locked. She tries to break it down, but it appears strong enough that even her rage driven undead strength is not enough to do so. Pausing, she closes her eyes for a second and looks down and looks even more confused and angry, "Down. there is no more down."
Talis says, "This could take awhile...just give me some time and room, unless someone has a knock spell..." looking at Zer-wedula. Talis convinces Iesha to give him some time. So while Iesha paces up and down the hall, Talis does a quick trap search and works on the lock. This is quite a good lock (dc30), but not beyond his skill. Almost as soon as he says "done", Iesha is through the door and looking about the room.
This room looks to have once been some sort of arcane workshop, although little remains but broken glassware, shattered jars of pottery that contain dust and mold, and several rusty instruments and tools. A row of soggy books sits on the northern end of a workbench along the western wall. At the other end of the workbench, what looks like three iron birdcages sit, each containing a dead diseased rat. The cages seem to be new additions and are not covered in a fine layer of dust. To the east, two stained-glass windows loom. The northern window depicts a thin man with gaunt features (easily recognizable as Vorel Foxglove)drinking a foul-looking brew of green fluid, while the southern one shows the same man but in an advanced state of decay, as if he had been dead for several weeks. His arms raised and head thrown back in triumph, his rotting body turns to smoke and spirals into a seven-sided box.
Cat suddenly slips through the party in a very pushy manner and makes her way over to the books and touches them...and she doubles over in pain. As the party reacts, she straightens up...
[Private to Catessa Fallowfield: Cat experiences a sudden urge to cross the room to read the books on the workbench. Too late, she notices how the figure in the stained glass moves as she touches the books and freezes in place as a flood of information flows through her mind. She experiences a series of visions chronicling Vorel Foxgloves arcane research. Researching using these books (among others), gathering magical components(The creatures and box from the stained glass- msg109), brewing a potion (with components from msg78) and finally culminating in a vision of Vorel taking his potion and doubling over in agony as his body began to rot away. All of these visions take place as if in a realm of animated stained-glasswindows. Vorel must have had the windows made to record his magical quest. As Vorel doubles over, Cat is filled with blinding shame that a loved one would do this to himself, followed by a burning rage that he must be stopped before he finishes his ritual. These visions take only a few seconds to occur; once they end, Cat doubles over in an agony of anger. She is suddenly filled with terror at the knowledge that Vorel has already succeeded in transforming himself, and she must flee at top speed upstairs to try to find her “child” and rescue her. For a brief instant the others are transformed into Vorel, but Cats superior training and will power exert themselves and the moment passes.]
This message was last edited by the GM at 21:34, Mon 09 Aug 2010.
