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Your Text: Insert Slimies » Insert UBB Code » Close Last Tag \| All Tags UBB Help	Next champaign started awhile ago with some awesome set-up. We both decided on grey elves. Both a bit more academic and more city-oriented. She is Zir, a mage and priestess of Mystra. I am Luke, a fighter/thief/mage. Nothing like a party going all multi-classed right away for a total of 8hp between the two characters. The bulk of our childhoods was together in Evermeet. When we started displaying an interest and a propensity for the magical arts, we were shipped off to Luskan to study at the High Tower of the Arcane. Luskan is a port town in the frozen north that is very human dominated and predjudice. In constant battle with Waterdeep for shipping lanes and contracts. Also known for killing demi-humans on sight. Did I mention that they are predjudice? We were kept under constant watch in the High Tower and we were never more than a single room apart. The only "freedom" we had was in the mornings out in the courtyard where did our shaolin-style exercises with our big sticks. Oh, and we also have our shared chambers. But even the privacy of our shared chambers are suspect at times. One thing to note about the High Tower of the Arcane is that it is mostly run by the various specialist schools. We did eventually receive an assignment outside of the High Tower and outside of Luskan. Some folks from Waterdeep were spotted a few miles to the east and we were to investigate. Why us? Because we are elves and that's what elves are good at apparently. They did send some pudge guards with us to "keep us safe". Basterds. Our trip with the pudgy human guards was fairly eye-opening to my partner. The level of predjudice and stereo-typing became very apparent to her. The guards were very explicitly ordered not to harm us, but they were sneaky about about putting us in harm's way while turning a blind eye. We were sent out into the frozen wild with a handful of 1rst level fighters and mages that hate us as our guards. That's not right. Isn't lawful evil grand? We even played some jokes on them when it came to the stereo-typing. Not to mention the constant talking between us in elven. We even have these little prop signs with "In Elven" written on them that we hold up when we speak in elven. --- Captain Philip to Luke: You scout that area ahead of us. You are an elf and you are good at that kind of thing. Luke to Zir in Elven: We are mages, not scouts, right? Zir to Luke in Elven: Last I checked. I wander into the woods just far enough to be out of sight, wait awhile, and then wander back. Luke to Humans: The area is clear all the way up the mountain. Captain Philip: Okay, up the mountain we go. We start up the mountain. The other guards start talking amounst themselves in whispers. One of them whispers something to Philip. Philip to Luke: You did scout this area, right? Luke: Yes. Philip: Then why don't we see any of your tracks in the snow? Luke: Because I'm an elf and we are good at that kind of thing. You said so yourself. Philip: But you are leaving tracks in the snow now. Luke: That's because there is no need for me to sneak around all Elven-like with you guys here. Humans in unison: Oh... Luke to Zir in Elven: Stupid humans. ---- We did find the Waterdeepians. When we did, they were getting slaughtered by some yeti. It was horrible. Two of them spotted us and started running to us for help. Philip took one down with an arrow before he got too close to us. The other Waterdeepian got all horrified and ran off in a different direction. More mayhem ensued. At the end of the battle, not many were left standing. Two yeti survived. The only Waterdeepian that survived is the one that ran off into the woods. I, Zir, Philip, and Victor were barely alive. Actually, Philip was pretty much dead, but he did have a very weak pulse. It was pretty funny because it was Zir that Philip down. She broke one of his legs and he went into shock. Yeah, definitely mayhem. After a bit, I did go up to the yetis' cave just to see what was going on. I went into my elven sneaky-sneaky mode and scouted it out. What I found inside sucked on so many levels. One of the yeti had been frozen to death where he stood. Okay, how do you freeze a yeti? Not a good sign. Further in, the other yeti was being tortured by a little blue guy made of ice. Basically, an ice mephit. Ah, so that's how you freeze a yeti. And torture the other one. An ice mephit. Nice. He gave me his name, but I did't get it all. Just call him Zenisis for short. If you've ever met a mephit, his name might make your head explode. He said that he had been waiting for us and he showed us a piece of treasure in particular. All around the cave, various pieces had been frozen into to the wall. Zenisis showed us one piece in particular and we took it. We left the rest of the treasure. Okay, so a lot of things don't make sense. Were we sent out here to spy on Waterdeepians or to recover a treasure? Who is Zen's master? Why send two elves that are despised yet highly regarded in an odd way? The plot suddenly sickens. There is something special about Zir and I that make us special. We are needed for something and we don't what it is or why us. We do know that someone is using us very specifically. We also know that some folks at the High Tower have no clue. So we hide the blue gem by swallowing it and limp back to Luskan. Philip was dead by the time we got back. I felt so sorry for Victor for being the only guard survivor. I'm sure he was interrogated rather ruthlessly. In a town like this, being the only survivor isn't always a good thing. Zir and I were initially greeted with suspicious eyes. Like I said about being survivors. Ugh. When we got to the High Tower, we were rushed into isolation from everybody else. We had about an hour before our debriefing. I told Zir very specially during this time to answers questions consicely and don't give any extra information that may lead to a new line of questioning. Only answer what they ask and nothing more. Isn't lawful evil grand? Zir is not LE and neither am I, but I am picking it up rather quickly. Scary. We were escorted to the debriefing room. Quite a few rather high-profile mages around the room. The various schools represented, of course. Various spells are cast and items brought out. You would think these people knew what they were doing when it came to asking questions. Talk about a verbal guantlet. The guy asking the bulk of the questions was some male human from the necromatic school. Why him, I don't know. Seems like a diviner or enchater would have been more appropriate. As the questions were asked and answers given, it became very apparent that Cilas only had superficial knowledge of our mission. That is, he had no clue as to what was really going on, and we barely knew more than him. Maybe he was picked because of his lower rank and lack of suave questioning. But I'm sure he was picked on the sly by someone behind the curtain with reasonable sounding rationale. Ugh! For us, it went well. Only superficail questions were asked and we passed with flying colours, so to speak. Everything was still queaky clean on the surface - for us and for the guy behind the curtain. Finally alone in our chambers. So we took a chance to explore the blue gem that we recovered and successfully hid. Definitely magical. Looking at it just right in the light, Elven writing can be seen through the facets all over the gem, but the writing shifts too fast to be legiable. One second you are looking at one word, next second you are looking at another word. The writing is some how inside the gem. While I was handling the gem, I could feel it moving towards my chest just below the neck. I gently felt it out and slowly let it go to where it wanted to go. It attached itself to my chest and I was suddenly taken inside the gem. Well, still aware of my surroundings, but I could see what was in the gem. This also caused a blue halo around my head and my partner to freak out a bit. It turns out that the gem is a spellbook with very ancient spells in them. What we know as Magic Missile, the gem knows as Mattock's Missile. The gem contains the very first incarnations of some very well known 1rst level spells. The gem also contains other knowledge. It as the history of Anarock in it, the history those one scrolls, and it knows about Arcanism. I think this is what the guy behind the curtain is after. But there is one more thing about the gem: it wants to seek out more of its own kind. There are more such gems out there, and this one wants to lead us to the next one. Maybe this is what the guy behind the curatain is after. Too much to think about and I'm sure it will only get worse. Loading...
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