AAR: [3M] Talkin 'bout my Generation (2020-08-23 @ 23:00 GMT)

[redwraith]

Killian my Obsidiman friend is making a trek out to his liferock in the Throal Mountains and asked me if I would join him. I haven't explored the mountains much since the gates have reopened so I readily agreed.

Joining us was Nib the windling wizard, Bloodbeat the birdloving T'Skrang Nethermancer and once again Juniper my shadowy friend.

The journey was to take several days including a stop over at a Theran Villa owned by Kerum Ianjyre. I hope nothing untoward is going on at the Villa as Juniper has some not so subtle opinions on slavery and oppression. Nib being much more aware of social conventions than I brought along a book on geology.

Once we arrived at the Villa I made note of the livestock to ensure they weren't about to start running amok, the pens and stable hands seem to have everything well in hand. There was a small pumpkin patch but no evidence of Horrors among the pumpkins. Juniper was a little tense when we first arrived and were talking to the Kerim, until such time as we were able to verify that the workers were getting a fair wage and weren't Theran slaves. Juniper's tension dropped almost entirely.

After a very short visit at the Villa we continued on to the liferock which was in the middle of a lake which is very odd as Obsidimen don't swim and most boats have issues with their weight. One of brothers was able to use some form of Elementalist magic to move a stone platform from the shore to the island in the lake. Once we reached the island we meet with Arsia Shelfwalker the Brotherhood elder, where Killian was welcomed back warmly to the community.

Arsia then asked if we could help the community as they were having some issues with communicating with the land and other liferocks. There were two different sources of interference in the nearby mountains. The interference wasn't just blocking the connection to the land it was also causing a strange feeling of unease with the Obsidimen.

After Killian was instructed on what to "feel" from the land we headed out to investigate the first source of unease in a mountain pass. We knew we were getting close as Killian was becoming more and more agitated. We almost stumbled onto a nest of Earth Q'wril that seemed to find Killian's presence as upsetting as he did theirs. The moved to attack and we moved to defend ourselves and killed several of them before the rest fled back into the ground. The couple we examined afterwards showed similar gaunt but powerful physiques as the birdmen did in the planes a couple of weeks ago. Was there still some taint in the land which was effecting the local wildlife? Or had something or someone forced these changes on the Q'wril like the Dyre cross breeding?

Once Killian confirmed that the distrubance was clearing up after we defeated the Q'wril we headed back to the liferock to rest up and get a good meal before heading to the swamp that had recently developed to the south. Arsia was worried that their presence was the cause of the creation of the swamp.

We quickly discovered the swampy forest and we had to be careful not to sink into the swamp and stick to the higher earth mounds through out the swamp. Nib flew up to see if he could provide some direction but the canopy prevented him from being able to see to much. Our slow mucky walk continued for some time until Killian felt the disturbance growing.

We entered a slight clearing in the tree cover as we entered some open water and a small earthen island, which was home to a Molgrim and some Jub Jubs which all showed some mutations. The mutated beats seemed to react negatively to us and moved to attack us. We quickly dispatched these mutations and once we killed the Molgrim the disturbance of the land faded. These mutated beasts seem to be common, weather this is "natural" or being created by some entity I think the Adepts of Throal will have to cleanse them from the land. If an entity is responsible we will have to investigate and hunt down the entity to put a stop to the mutations.

We then searched the area to see what we could learn and in the Molgrim's nest I found a children's crossbow. It is complicatedly constructed with several different types of wood, while being small and very intricate. It really is an impressive toy of outstanding workmanship. I was fascinated by it and gently picked it up as I didn't want to break it. I almost dropped it as it quickly began to change and move as I held it. After a couple of seconds I held the largest crossbow I have ever seen. The crossbow had grown to fit perfectly into my hands and what looked like a frail children's toy became a wonder of wood and metal in my hands. Juniper asked to see it and it quickly changed to fit his Elven hands after he held it.Everyone then had a turn wielding the crossbow even Nib the tiny Windling and the crossbow shrunk down so small I was worried it would disappear.

I have to get back to Throal and investigate this crossbow in the library to see who had constructed such a fascinating weapon. Nib being a former librarian offered to assist me in researching everything we could find about Seeker.

[yankeeschic]

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[yankeeschic]

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