Nappendixia Campaign Session Report
Session #- 140 Session Date- 8/28/26
Time Passed- 1 week
Roll Call- Ralph- F1
Pentagon- C2
Ard- M/U3
Bakarit- I1
Trotter- R2
Adventure Log- The party is hired by the mysterious Anastasia, who says she can lead them to the fallen dragon Slither’s treasure. She brings a party of other adventurers with the PCs and leads them off east to a ruined keep in the forest.
Pentagon’s Journal-
“I have decided to depart from Atagon’s service and forge off on the path of an adventurer, spreading Pelor’s word along the way. My fellows have proven themselves to be true and courageous, and I pray for Pelor’s strength to bless us on our journey. We are off to locate a fallen dragon’s treasure, I wonder if my efforts are pure. I pray I am on the right path.”
(Pentagon was torn in half by carnivorous apes while the party rested to enter the dragon’s lair. His body was crudely and hastily buried as the surviving party prepared to delve the lair. Such is the life of an adventurer.)
Session Notes- Back to school and I’m beat. I washed out early on in the game and just kicked back and listened to the session. Hope the bros scored big.
Player Session Report-
We met this broad Anastasia at the Broken Sword in the Merchant's quarter. Claimed she had looted the Tomb of Durkha Durkha, whoever that was. She was dressed like a noble though, so it must've been a big haul. She said she was looking to make a big score and needed our help. "Say less", is what I thought. I just needed a few more gold pieces to train. The party sure wanted to say a hel of a lot more.
We agreed so she introduced us to the rest of her crew. Greenbeard the half-elf Initiate of the 2nd Circle led a party of two adepts Tut and Ankh who worshipped some god named Apophis (never heard of him) and a veteran named Teal'c. The other crew had a less clearly defined leader. Two adepts Phobos and Deimos who worshipped another god I wasn't too familiar with named Hermes and a pair of magic users Affelnar the Theurgist and Zarinthar the Prestigidator who seemed like a master and apprentice pair (Affelnar was clearly the most experienced). Green Beard was apparently a local but the rest definitely looked like foreigners to me. Instantly my compatriots wanted to scrutinize the fellows down to the last detail. Pentagon cast some sort of detect evil spell and whispered to us that the clerics, magic users, and even our patroness were red hot. It didn't much matter to me.
We set out later that day, joined by a pair of drivers named Fred and Frank. The trip was smooth sailing for the most part. As we approached the keep, a pack of wolves eyed us but didn't decide to mess with our caravan. It seems all the carnage of the recent weeks left their bellies full. By the time Anastasia told us we were getting close to the keep, the sun was starting to set. I didn't want anyone running off with the gold in the middle of the night, so I convinced the group to wait until the morning to delve. My mistake.
As we were settling into camp, we heard a rustling in the tree canopy above. Turning we were faced with six giant apes staring us down with hungry eyes, licking their chops in anticipation. As I rushed to pull some fine sand out of my belt pouch, the apes jumped down from their perches and attacked the party. One of them bit me! In the chaos, the druid shouted something and most of us were caught up by plants and held fast. I was pissed until I noticed the apes were caught too. The fighters in the party finished the apes off. A few yards away we found the young watching in horror. We put them to rest too. Unfortunately Pentagon our trusty cleric was ripped to shreds in the carnage and so were Zarinthar and Deimos. More cuts for me, I supposed.
That morning we set off for the keep. The druid was able to blaze a trail, and soon enough we were standing on the precipice of a ruin. Anastasia cleared away some vines and revealed an entrance that led below. After spending some time to make sure the coast was clear, we roped down into the belly of the beast. Looks like this spot was where those damned apes came from. We mucked around in their lair and found some gems. They gleamed pretty bright once you cleaned the dung off 'em. Anastasia was apparently familiar with the place, and was able to point out a secret trap door while we messed around. We pulled the stone to the side and roped down to another level.
About this time, Anastasia started freaking out. This was apparently where the gold was supposed to be. All that was left were some arms, armor, a potion, and a pearl. I scooped up the potion in any case. The druid had one just like it, and he claimed it was a potion of animal control. There were a few mangled giant ant corpses amongst the horde, so, with the druid's help, we figured they must've been the culprit. Taking a look around, we found yet another hole leading down.
This one was an old well that had apparently gone mostly dry. Anastasia was the first down and the rest of us followed. We entered into a long tunnel that we followed for probably a hundred feet until we found a side passage. We figured the ants must've built this one, so we took it. After a few winding curves, we found a pair of chambers. About a dozen ants found us! I quickly quaffed that potion, blindly trusting that druid, and it turned out he was right. The ants were immediately turned docile. Whoever wasn't got their head bitten off.
We took a look around and Anastasia let off a sigh of relief. Looks like this was Slither's horde. Well, at least half of it. The other chamber was filled to the brim with pinecones. Seems this was the ant's food. We continued on following the tunnel until we found another pair of chambers. This was the queen's room. My ants made short work of her and her minions. Apparently I was their new "queen". She was sitting on a huge hoard of coins, so, as Anastasia started greedily packing them away, I split from the party and followed the tunnel further until it sloped up and towards daylight. I was so relieved not to have to climb those ropes again.
About that time, I started getting the itch to explore a little further down here, but I was worried my new ant friends would realize that I wasn't their queen. I mirrored myself and led them into one of the pinecone chambers and Ralph set them ablaze, cooking the ants. It smelled awful in there.
As the rest of the group loaded up sacks full of coin, I slipped away with Ralph to take a look at the rest of this place. That tunnel we had originally been following led us to a huge cavern with a pool at the bottom. Suddenly, Ralph jumped into the water! I don't know what's wrong with that guy, but something isn't quite right about him. It didn't take me long to gather we were dealing with a group of nixies, and luckily the druid spoke their language. We were able to convince them to let go of Ralph as long as we gave them some of the copper. I was going to leave it anyways! Bakarit decided to be the one to deliver the bag. He said he probably had a better chance at resisting their charm. Yeah right. As soon as he heard their call, he fell for them hook line and sinker. The nixies let go of Ralph, claiming they held up their end of the bargain. To free our little illusionist friend, we'd have to pay them more copper. Great.
Ralph came up with a plan (that probably worked better in his head). We tied a rope around him and sent him charging back towards the cave with even more copper. Like a fish out of water he jumped right back into the water. We tugged hard but he was fighting back! I put my back into it and we pulled him out, but the poor guy was unconscious. Apparently they had a giant catfish in that pool and he was fish food.
The nixies weren't too happy we had taken him again and demanded another copper payment. Luckily Slither had a penchant for the coin and there was plenty left to go around. This time we just left the copper in the shallows away from that pool. They reluctantly let Bakarit go, who was a little disappointed himself. A couple of hours later we emerged back into the sunlight laden with coinage. After being shaken down from some sylvian spirits (were they centaurs? Satyrs?) for six gems and a bunch of ant eggs we made it back to the fort that evening. Anastasia dealt out our shares at 1,811gp a piece. I claimed the pearl too and some of my buddies claimed the various arms and armors. Later we headed to Atagon and had him raise Pentagon from the dead. He's not getting off that easy! Luckily I now have just enough gold to train. Now I just need to find Boldvay.
Treasure and XP- TBD
Graveyard- 10x Gnomes killed by Guidon’s Brigands cavalry charge into the siege camp outside the western brigand Keep. (session 134)
109x Troops of the Coalition of the Good killed at the assault of the Brigands Western Keep (session 135)
30x Lt Foot, 180x H Foot, 30x Lt Cav, 30x med Cav, 15x Crossbowmen (Coalition of the Good troops), Zalde- M/U5, Seth F6 (raised/failed, permanently deceased), Foyt- M/U5 (raised) killed at the siege of the Loc-Nar forces at Atagon’s ruined tower. (session 136)
Pentagon the cleric killed by Brigands outside the gnomes keep. (session 137) (revived, 1 week bedrest)
Pentagon the cleric slain by carnivorous apes outside Slithers keep lair. (session 140)