Critical Role - C3E35 Pyrrhic Return

Episode Date: September 29, 2022

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Laura, you're up. Oh my gosh. We've got stuff to talk about. All right. Wow. So did you guys know that we have these collections? Do you remember them? Anyway, we have the Beauty of Exandria collection. It's awesome.

And now we have the Archives collection. So first off, it's like academia stuff. You wait for it, okay? I'm going to talk about this one first. This one is the Archives of Exandria, journals. Look, you've got the Starpoint Conservatory. You've got the Cobalt Reserve. And you also get the Marble Tomes Conservatory.

Take them to school, take them to the office, write your notes. And then also, also we have this Soltrys Academy lanyard. Oh, that's nice. No, this is really cool. Because look. Is that like a faux leather set?

Yeah, it's faux, and then it's embossed leather with a Soltrys logo on it. It's even got a little thing where you can put your pen in it, and you can put your ID in it, or your credit cards. It's like a little mini wallet. You do not want to be caught without your lanyard in the halls of Vianney. I mean.

Bad things happen. I like that it's this subtle nod to Exandria so you can feel like you're a fish. Refinish. A wizard. Yeah, of course. Don't get me into any of that. You're going to be excited about this one, Liam. I know it!

This one is Dirkotzenprinz. Dirkotzenprinz! Dirk Katzenprinz! Artist Adrian Ibarra-Luca. Look at that gold. Isn't it beautiful? That is so pretty. Look, it's so, so, so pretty. Dirk Katzenprinz. Aw, it's fabulous, and it's just so lovely. I love it.

And it's got a pocket in the back, you guys. Here you go. You can keep it for the game if you want to, Liam. I forgot to mention, the artist on these awesome things, Sophie Humphreys, amazing. Yeah. Okay, next up, we have something else that's super cool that I'm super excited about.

Super excited about. Super excited about. It is. Yes! Whoa. Oh, and Sam's not even here to appreciate. It's a Not the Brave Windbreaker. That's really cool. Adrian Helton designed it. Look at this, look at this, look at this.

I wear it all the time. It's got yellow. It's got these little buttons. It's got a kangaroo pocket, y'all. Ooh. And pockets right here. They'll keep you dry. And it's awesome. Free of flask. It's lined with right here. It'll keep you dry. And it's awesome. Free a flask!

It's lined with this awesome fabric. I'm super in love with it, and it looks cool. You can put it on, yep. Yeah. Keep you dry during the day. Hey, look at this! It's neat, right? I like it. It's like you can, you know. And this is the logo for the zipper.

Nice. And also, we have a bunch of new shirts at Hot Topic. So everybody just hold yours up because there's too many to talk about. It's Hot Topic now. Yeah, everybody just hold up. One, two, three. Shabing, shabong, shabong.

Da-doo. Go to hottopic.com and check them out now. They're all there and they're cool. I'm fun, Skitt. This is a sweater. I'm a little Skittles. This is a slitter. I'm a little biased, because mine looks like some Hot Topic in the 90s shit. It's really soft. I feel like yours is the jam.

Yours is the one. That's cool. This one's going to be gone fast. Yeah. Need a bite of that. Look at that ass, son of a bitch. Get it before Laudna comes back to life. 3x, back off.

This is mine. No, I do like, I know, no, I like extra. Unlife. Midlife? This is a sleepy back. Anyway, that's everything I have to talk about. I love you. It's Laudna.

She rises once every 30 years, right? Yes. Yeah. Goes with the times. Exactly. Come on, Sally, let's go to the pumpkin patch to see Laudna rise. Perfecto.

Well. That being the case. There's nothing else after me? I think that's the end of our announcements, which means. No, I hated the noise! Bye, Marisha. No! No!

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All ye critters come join us It's time to continue our flight There is magic and mystery, who knows what will happen in the night But one thing's for sure, we never give up on the fight From the healer to the renegade We all share the same goal Adding more allies, taking more chances Hold your breath and roll You can certainly try

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So, last we left off, Bells Hells, after chasing down a Montreshi to Bassuras, finally located him and went into the Seat of Disdain, the fortress where he'd been held. Upon absconding with him and getting caught in a bunch of chaos, you encountered the Legend of the Peaks herself, Otahan Thule, the war hero who seems to be tied up

in this odd, rudest business. Upon an attempted conversation, turning into a fray, turning into a bloodbath, three of your party fell dead, two of which were salvaged in one who could not be. Laudna. Now, having fled or seemingly banished for the time being, the individual that took the lives of your friends,

Otohan, scattered somewhere to the four winds. You have Laudna's body. You finished your business in Bassuras. You've called ahead via the Sending Spell to Jrusar, and with her body in tow in hopes of possibly bringing her back, should time and resources be with you, you called the skyship, the Silver Sun, back,

jumped upon its rapidly moving ladders up into the sky, climbed up into the air, and said adieu to Bassuras on the south end of the Hellcatch Valley. Adieu, adieu. So, climbing up on top of this familiar skyship here in the mid-afternoon of the city below you, the warm, now not quite dust storm ravaged day around you, the heat and sweat creeping down your armor and outfit

as you all get on top of the wooden deck of the Silver Sun. You see Captain Xandis up there, holding onto their wheel, looking over and shouting, Well, seems like you certainly know how to make a strange entrance, but I guess we got to figure it out, so welcome back. We leaving now, right?

Yes. Quick as possible, please. Where are we going? North and northwest. Oh. Is there a destination, or. Where are we going? North and northwest. Oh. Is there a destination, or do you just want a direction? We're just going to stop on the way? We're just heading away from here right now. I'm moving away!

All right, I'll keep it going. I'll keep it going. Nope. Earth by Northwest is a good movie. I'm going to quickly throw the, once I've climbed up, I'm going to take out the little hole that we've been having, finally put it down on the ground, and pull our friend out, because I think he's had enough.

Fair enough. See, it's all over now. He falls onto the deck, and Treshi's face hits the wood, and you can see he's like, No more hole! Oh, wow, and he looks over the side of the ship and sees the city vanishing in the distance, the ever-broadening horizons

of the dust and sand-baked valley around the mesas and rock formations getting tinier and tinier. In the northward direction you're traveling, the various landscape landmarks moving closer and closer in the direction you go. Looks back at you. Very well.

So where are you taking me? Currently, Jassar, the spires. Is that the talk for the moment? For now. Worst ways to travel, wouldn't you say? Quite a view. This is true. You're mercenaries, right?

Oh god, not with the questions. Listen, fuckface. How did you even get down here? Did you come by airship the first time, or how'd you make it from there to here? I was smuggled via caravan. Caravan, on the ground? Via skyship.

Via skyship? Mm-hmm. There are others? Well, yeah, I've been there. There's lots of skyships in the world. But do we know who has others or has access to them? Didn't we hear who smuggled him out? It was, we were told about it. Well, that's episodes ago. It's a while ago. Hey, remember that person

that takes really good notes? It's not her anymore. Yeah! Oh no. We made a bad call. Oh shit! Bad call. We made a very bad call. Too late, too late, too late.

Get rid of him. I already found out. It's like the Library of Alexandria. This is an open circle on the ground now. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo. I will say, do recall conversation that there is no Skyport in Bassuras, and in fact, most of the trade routes that skyships do take avoid the Hellcatch Valley

for that reason. But Jrusar is just fine on that. Yeah, Jrusar is still the far. Especially their tourist motto. Jrusar is just fine. Much stationary he could buy. Well, he's been on an airship before, so there's no need to threaten him

with the obvious falling capabilities if you start to act up. Yes? I am not acting up. I am at your disposal. What can I do? I am tied up and you've all you can tell me is fine. I'm just curious, did we establish this already? Were you brought to Bassuras by force or will?

He sold all of his belongings and went to Bassuras, right? To? He sold all of his belongings and went to Bassuras, right? To hide out, to lay low. You've got it all figured out. Congratulations. Oh, thank you. I know, he was being sarcastic, FC. Still going to take that pretty literally.

Yeah, mercenaries feels like a simplification, I think, at this point. Yeah, it lacks context. But he raises a good question of who are we? What are we? What's our purpose? You work for gold?

I don't know. Sometimes. I can get you gold. Fuck your gold. Well, wait, how much? I'm so proud of you right now. You taught me that. Yeah. But do you think I keep all of my things

just in one city? I have many interests and allies and stores of wealth, family, the house which has already thrown me to the winds. I know where they keep their secrets. I know where they keep their stashes. I can make sure you are well paid if you agree to not take me to Drusar.

Yeah, that's not going to happen. No, although I'm kind of curious about where his alternate destination would be, even though we're definitely not going there, right, Fearne? Yeah, no, definitely not, but we should definitely know where the other places are that you have your spaces. Absolutely. Yeah.

Of course, it makes complete sense for me to tell you where all of my wealth is hidden when you aren't going to reciprocate any of this deal as you make fun of me. Well, it does since we have you as our prisoner, and we could keep you forever, technically, so. Please, drag me along. Happy to come along on your death march.

No, I mean, this can go beyond gold, personally. I'm actually, you know, I'm kind of interested in you. I want to know about you. How did you end up in this fucking predicament? Where would you go if you got the fuck away from us? I mean, not necessarily specifically, obviously, because if you do get away, good on you, impressive. But what for? Why?

What the fuck was all this for? What the fuck is up with that? What the fuck is up with that? Hey! I have no reason to tell you. Well. Oh no, does he? I'm going to cast Detect Thoughts. Does he lack reasons?

Cast Detect Thoughts. Does he lack reasons? Cast Detect Thoughts? Okay. His immediate thoughts are, he's putting up a bold face, but you immediately sense that in his mind, he's calculating options, trying to find some means of bettering his positioning. A mindset that a number of individuals in business

and his business tend to fall into at times of panic. You're not going to be able to manipulate us. I'm not trying to manipulate you. I'm trying to make an offer that we could all benefit from. Well, then you present something and we'll listen. Not just gold, though. We don't care about that. Then what are you? Altruists? Well, like, if just throw a number of gold out there, you know, just to hear what it would possibly be,

but it isn't just about the gold. But just, I'm very curious as to what that amount would possibly be. 10,000 gold worth of platinum, gold, and silver could be yours in the next week. Oh, that's not very much. That's not? I'll also say, for that much gold and platinum,

there's got to be a reason. There's got to be something more worthwhile. And again, if I had to describe what we are at the moment, I would say really fucking confused. We're trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. We've been dragged from one city to the next, had a really bad time of it. Like, really bad time.

And honestly, just knowing who the fuck is doing what would be really goddamn nice. So if you could just, I don't know, give us a good reason why we should let you go. That isn't paying us the fuck off. Make a persuasion check. This never goes well.

Yeah, barbarians, let's go. Are you keeping your spell at bay, or are you pushing? I'm pushing, I'm not making it a secret. Okay. Persuasion check? Yes. Well, with the negative two I have in that, that's zero since I rolled a two. Fuck him waiting.

Fuck him waiting. It's hard to talk. I have a tummy ache. I have a fucking... I have a tummy ache. While that's happening, what are you doing? I'm going to put Laudna down in the corner and sit next to it. Oh, I imagine I've already, as soon as we got on the ship,

I was taking her off of you. All right. She's not just fucking on you like a backpack. But where is she? Is she sitting on a barrel now? Or is she tucked safe in a corner? We started talking immediately, but I plan on asking the captain

where we can put her, that she is safe. Lie in repose somewhere. If I recall, you bundled her up. She's wrapped in a yellow blanket. Gotcha. Which is just the perfect color for her, really. Right. Just to match it.

Xandis is like, I mean, you can put your cargo wherever you want it to be. Just find a place where there's not already places and just put it there. Now it's new cargo. Your call. I don't know if I'm comfortable putting her out of our sight right now. I'd rather just, in case something goes weird,

just have her within Grabbing View. Seems like the option for me. Maybe in some sort of vessel, like not unlike a coffin, but not as permanent, just something that we can give her some peace, but also be able to carry easily. Well, more discretion, too.

I think this is very discreet. Personally. Imogen, we could also clean up the hole and you could keep her close. I feel like it's just... Armon, you rattled around in that hole, right? Did it feel stable or were you shaking around a lot? I haven't been in many mysterious holes before.

As far as I can tell, it seemed to be pretty stable until it was opened, depending on where we were. All right, yeah, we can do that. Ash wasn't taking too much care when he opened it, but you would, so. Yeah. He did feel a saving throw in your spell, so if you wanted to push further into his mind. Do it, do it.

I'm going to go into the hole, organize everything really quickly. Make sure nothing's, you know, going to fall on anything. May I? Thank you. Open up the hole, dropping in there, and I'm going to try and flatten everything out so that

Okay. It's not terribly filled, so it doesn't take too long. Which things are you searching for within the mind of Armand Treshi? His connection with Otohan, what he knows about the Apogee Solstice. If he knows more than he's telling us with all of that. Okay.

Since you'll likely relay this information to the True Pebble, we feel the need to whisper to you. So relationship with Otohan. You see flashes of memories and moments, handshakes on behalf of others, discussions about installing the Paragon's Call. He had spoken a bit about wanting to use the Paragon's Call as leverage to better his position,

his political position in the city. And the glimpses that you see seem to back that up. You do also see him signing ledgers, shimping approvals, occasionally paying off individuals to enable the movement of certain goods through the city. What was the second question you were looking for about his connection to the- If he knows anything about the Apogee Solstice.

Apogee Solstice. Peering through, nothing seems to... You don't glean anything that fills in that position. You can sense in him a curiosity, but also an understanding of safety in ignorance about certain things and certain curious questions that are met with dagger-like stares from individuals that he deals with,

specifically Otohan. Does he know where the supplies are coming from? Does he know who it is that's sending the shipments before he passes them along. In peering through, and the rest of you watch, there's this weird twitch to his left eye. He's got an itch on the inside of the skull for a second. He's like, I can't quite. He's trying to move his hands up,

like rubbing on his shoulder, while you push into his mind. And you recall meetings with figures from across the sea, coastal townships, enabling part of the Treshi house shipment fleet to take on a few extra cargo pieces. Every now and then.

Over a few years. No recognizable names coming to his mind, or identifying traits to figures or anything like that? But she's here. I'm talking about the people sending for Zadratas. Across the way? No, they were largely representatives of. All right.

They seemed to be messengers. Everything was kept very separate, very piecemeal, very divided, intentionally, so as being hard to trace and track. But once shipments were brought across, once these deals were made, you see moments of shipments arriving in Jrusar,

Treshi handling the arrivals and where the cargo would be distributed throughout the city, while himself, not usually one so heavily invested or involved in this aspect of his family's business, definitely stepped up to take care of some of these ledgers himself, personally. The name that gets signed on many of these ledgers for specific pieces of cargo,

because it's a name you're familiar with, is Hexen. Oh, cool. The other thing that creeps behind all this is a deep-seated fear of the people he's been working with. You see flashes of him feeling like he is rushing to be protected, fleeing the city, coming to Bassuras,

looking to the Paragon's call for protection, for an opportunity to correct, repair. You see him in his little, well-decorated, comfortable prison cell. You see flashes of tense conversations of finishing the final shipments, promises that once the final bits of goods are complete and delivered,

then the Paragon's call would be happy to correct this unfortunate public blowout. Yeah. And through it all, this sense that he knew that there was something behind Otohan's eyes, that he was worried that that was going to be his final resting place. A weird sense of relief that he's on this ship

and heading back to Jrusar. Hmm. Try playing in big leagues. Mm-hmm. At that point, he goes and rubs his eye on his meaty dwarven shoulder beneath his now slightly, well, actually, now pretty dusty and filthy shirt and tunic actually, now pretty dusty and filthy shirt and tunic

before rubbing it in his face. You pull out of his mind for a second, have to get your bearings, because you've been in there for the rest of the length of this spell. By this point, the rest of the crew is now fixing the sails up, pulling them wide, and as they billow outward and the winds pick up, the ship now takes itself

in a deep north-northwestern direction. I don't know, FCG. He says he doesn't have any reasons to tell us where he would want to go, but I can think of 10 reasons on his feet and 10 reasons on his hand. So listen, we just want to know where you would want to go besides Jrusar, keep it up. There you go. Besides Jrusar know where you would want to go besides Jrusar. Keep it up.

There you go. Besides Jrusar, where would you want to go? Both of you roll Intimidation check. Intimidation. 17. 13, 14. 14. To be honest, the Seat of Disdain

was one of the places where I thought I would be safe until you came. Beyond that, maybe I could lay low for a bit in the Talon Highlands or Ank'Harel. Or off-continent, preferably, if we were to be real about it. As far away from here as possible. What was the first one you said? Something Highlands.

Talon Highlands, which is where you're from. Yeah. Have you been to those places before? It's been many years, but I've visited quite a few places, especially in my youth. Just like gallivanting around for adventure, or were you there for purposes?

I was there running business for House Treshi. Meeting individuals, trying to make contacts, you know. We are a very merchantile-focused household, and it's important to make sure that you keep your options open, make many friends along the way. Well, that's fair. I mean, look, he washed out hard in Jrusar. Maybe we'll figure out if anybody has more than

10,000 gold to offer us, and if they don't, then maybe we'll take you up on your offer. But if you feel like bettering that at any point, we're all ears. I could make it up to probably 13,000 gold. Oh, 13,000 gold. Did you hear that? 13,000 gold, that's amazing. It's 3,000 gold extra.'m able to. Oh, 13,000 gold, did you hear that? 13,000 gold, that's amazing. It's 3,000 gold extra.

That is how mathematics work, yes. We'll give you more time to think. Why are you still talking about gold when there's so many better things that we could be having? Like favors. Or information, something you said before. You said that we are perpetually confused or something like that.

Professionally at this point. Professionally, at this point. Professionally confused. But maybe a more positive way of saying that, if we're trying to think about what we are and what we mean, maybe we're truth seekers in this moment. Maybe we're trying to figure out the truth of things for all of us as individuals. We all have secrets and stuff that we're trying to dig into, but also for what's going on with that up there

and how it relates to our friend and how we can get her back and stuff. So do we have any concrete questions that he might have the answer to? I don't think he knows shit. Yep. Can you tell us anything more about Thul? Where she's from, where she might go next?

I do not have a very strong understanding of her as a person. Most of our dealings has been based around this business venture with the Paragon's Call. She has been my liaison on this continent for a good number of two years, just using the call as a means of escorting caravans from Drusar to Bassuras

and wherever they take shit from beyond. While he's talking, I'm going to jump in the hole. I think I gave you the hole, so you can do what you like. I'm going to open the hole. Shut up! I'm going to unwrap Laudna and start searching her pockets for the orb. Oh, that detects the ring? Because right before we left,

Laudna planted the ring on Otohan. Oh my god. That's true. The ring does have a radius, meaning it has to be within, I think it was, I have to look it up, like four miles-ish or so of the ring, but it will show in that direction. These airships take off slow. Yeah, how far if we want.

Yeah, so you go ahead and pull the orb out. You look at it. It's dark. It's dark. Otohan fucking more than four months. Teleported away or something. I mean, with everything that went down, I would assume that you figured out

that Otohan is probably not going to be particularly happy and the chances of you surviving another encounter with him is, you know. Well, I can guarantee you that she's probably going to come and kill me as well as the rest of you. She's not known for leaving loose ends. So the fact that we're even talking, the fact that I am gone, the fact that this is happening

means that we all have pretty much agreed to sign each other's death warrants, so. It's nice to have something in common. Have you ever touched her? We've shaken hands, yes. Oh. Do you mean emotionally? Yeah, well, what did you mean?

Well, I just meant because she, you know? So I didn't know if she. It was a projection. Yeah, yeah, I just meant because she, you know? So I didn't know if she. It was a projection. Yeah, yeah, I think so, but I feel like maybe she's, I don't know. She has that thing she looked like when you've been hitting the head really hard and everything's just shaky,

except it's just her doing it all the time. She can certainly cover a lot of ground. Do you know anything about all this red moon shit? I know of the red moon. Okay. And I have noticed a bit of conversation, but there are many individuals that carry strange superstitions, and it wouldn't be entirely surprising

if there was some sort of a cult somewhere in the call. They seem to be very death-obsessed, but. Okay. Do you have any superstitions? Not in particular. Not a man of faith. I've seen enough interesting, weird things in my life to know that most nothing makes much sense.

So you get what you can with the time you were given, and your time is up, it's up. I don't necessarily know if the hole is the best place to keep Mr. Treshi, but maybe we just make it clear that if he offers or bribes anyone else in the ship with gold, especially more than 13,000, that we'll just throw him over the side.

Does that sound like a fair deal? I think we can compromise. I think if instead of just throwing him over the side, we can just tie his legs up and hang him from the side until the end of the journey. So the blood goes and then he passes out and then he wakes up again and then he passes out just over and over for hours? Well, it'll just be enough of a flip-flop that he should be fine for the end of the journey? So the blood goes and then he passes out, then he wakes up again, then he passes out just over and over for hours?

Well, it'll just be enough of a flip-flop that he should be fine for the rest of the journey. That's much more creative. Well, you know, I've been doing this a while. Okay. That's pretty creative. You have very low opinion of dwarven constitution. I haven't learned a number of things. I was thinking you'd be fine. Do as you like, please.

Of course you'd be fine. We're all rocketing to our very rapidly coming demise. At least I can make it interesting, right? I have to respect that comment. That was pretty ballsy. No, I want to. It just feels like a challenge, and you know how I feel about those.

I'll admit, there's part of me that just wants to let him walk around for you and just see what happened. I don't want to do that. I said, apart. You've been poking around in there. What do you see? I see that you're an ignorant asshole. Mm-mm. You have money, and that's it.

Not a lot of knowledge, and that makes you useless to me. Not even that much money anymore. I'll find a way. I'm not the first person to frall from the social graces and rebuild the wealthy fortune and buy the people I need.

What are you looking at me for? I'm very expensive. I know. Everyone thinks they're going to find a way till the one time they don't. It only takes one. This one feels like a big one for you. I don't know, does anyone else need anything from this guy?

I don't think I'm done. No, no, no. You should say goodbye to him and let him take a nap. Captain Xandis, do you have a room for our friend? I mean, yeah, depends on the level of greatness you want for them. There's the shitter. Well, we got to use that. Well, they got to use that sometimes, there's the shitter. We got to use that. Well, they got to use that sometimes. One level above shitter.

Mold storage. Mold storage! You store mold? No, but things go moldy on the track and we throw it all in one room and call it mold storage. It's more of an inside joke that we keep between all of us and now this little asshole. I'm honored to be in on that joke.

I think it's pretty good. Yeah, mold storage. All right. Hey, buddy. You're going to mold storage! All righty. Let's see. Gordy, take him down.

The Goliath. Gordy walks up. All right, friend. He grabs the shoulders and is dragging him down. The goliath. Gordy walks up. All right, friend. She grabs the shoulders and is dragging him along. I have a very sensitive breathing, lungs. It's an allergy thing. I don't want, I really don't want! And he drags down into the lower decks. I'm going to tag along. It's a shame we didn't get more info.

That definitely leads to an upgrade in the room. Oh well, that's it. None of mine. All right. Have fun down there. So you follow, too. Yeah, I just want to see where the room is. Okay. It's down below deck, past the rooms,

in the larger cargo hold. There are two smaller rooms that look to be, one could be a makeshift brig or a hold for somebody who ends up breaking any rules or a prisoner to keep, that is currently filled with a bunch of older rotten grain, or at least has the smell of things that were probably even more spoiled,

but since it's been cleared out, just not aired out properly. Kind of a piss smell in there as well. I think Orton just throws Treshi in there, closes the door, locks down a brace against it, and then puts a latcher on the other side and locks it in place. Thanks, just wanted to see if there was a lock.

Thanks, Gordy. No worries. Stops back up at the deck. I knock on the door. It's like, think about what you did. Mull it over. I head up. Okay. Mull it over. Head up. Okay. Mull it over.

Emogen, what'd you go in the hole for? Oh. One of the things that Laudna did before was to plant the ring on Otohan. It might've been one of the things that got her attention. But it's not showing her anywhere. Oh. Good to have it, though.

Oh. Is there anything else? Well, so we're going back to Jussar. Can we just check in real quick? I know we're all still shell-shocked, but what are our next steps and priorities? Eshteross knows we're coming. And we got to get him to safety,

or he's taking care of himself. He's fine. Well, he's who we're supposed to be bringing this asshole back to. That's why we got Armand, was for Eshteross. So that's obviously our first destination. We got to touch base with Eshteross, find out what this means to him.

Yeah, and he might know somebody who's powerful enough to do something about. Sure. And then. She's the top priority. We did not mention Oda and Thule, right, to Eshteross in the message? Yes, you did, actually.

Yes, yeah. SCG mentioned it. Then other things going on in the background that we just got to keep clocked, but don't necessarily need to do first. Got to get to Eos at some point for multiple reasons. Research, your mom, moon stuff. Yeah, all of that is very important.

Maybe they're going to open me up and find out more. There's the Grim Verite. That's the moon stuff, right? And then we also have to go... We have to make, I'm just looking at the list. We have to make a small gun for Mister. Oh, that's right, okay. Some of these are more important than others.

The Gorgi and I are out there also, just, you know, I know it's great having one of me around. The Gorgi and I, Dialhall, Ajit Dial. Ajit Dial, yeah. We visited him already, right? Well, we might go back since he was a learned fellow and see if he knew anything about this stuff. Sure.

But also, more werewolves. Just think, because once they see me, I'm like a Pied Piper. Could have two dozen at our beck and call. They'll recognize what's going on. And you're tied to the moon, too, somehow, but we don't know why or how. Well, like every, meh.

It's very few and far between, but during certain full moons, it just happens. Ruidous moons or regular moons? I don't really keep track, but it's not an every night thing. How come? It's not an every night thing,

but only when there's a full moon? Yeah, which moon? It's not Ruidous, it's if the- It a full moon. Yeah, which moon? It's not Ruidus. It's if the... It's Catho. Catho. Yeah, the big witch. If Ruidus goes full, does that affect him at all also? Or it hasn't?

Ruidus is always full. Yeah, it just sits there and don't come. When it flashes, you know, I get a little aroused, but not much else. Everything arouses you, anyways. I mean, at this age. You're doing great. That's the end of the thought.

Have you seen your moment? No. Nothing left, everyone. Can't this the big bitch? Yeah, the big bitch. Oh, I thought it was either way. Then we're supposed to find the spot in the desert where this thing that they're building is being built.

Sure. Two different places. Yeah, we got to get Laudna up first. Yeah, all of this stuff is pointless until we... Yeah, ultimately, fool what she's doing. She's not done, and she's interested in you, obviously. Now she's got a bead on Eshteross. I mean, we're all just waiting at this point and we don't know anything about her,

so we need to find out about her and what the hell she's doing. But we can't let Laudna. So we work on that and then we figure out and we find the Grim Verity. We go to Eos and we figure out what the fuck this woman is doing, because she's not going to stop.

Would it help everyone if we took a moment and at least said a proper goodbye to Laudna? Why would we say goodbye? Well, I mean, that's what y'all soul people do when someone passes away. Oh, you mean like a memorial or a funeral? Yeah. Yeah, I didn't feel like that book's closed just yet, though.

It's a good thought, though. I'm not really a big fan. It also protects her from turning her dead, but. Oh, he does. No, you could have led with that. I feel like you could have led with that. Maybe she's already undead. Maybe it doesn't matter.

I think she already is undead. Isn't? How does that work? She has a heartbeat? We don't know. Her heart beats faster when Delilah's doing shit, right? That was in the description. Boom, boom, boom, boo-boo. We're all back in shelters over here.

What if that turns her? What if that would turn her back somehow? Like permadeath? No. But if it would undead her? I don't think a funeral can turn. Make her alive? If we turn her undead,

would it undo the undead, double negative and make her alive again? Wait, how could she turn undead when you negative and make her live again. Wait, yes, it's going to be good. How could she turn undead? How could she turn undead when you've done a spell on her? The spell that I did preserves the physical aspects of her body, but a ceremony would preserve her soul. Technically.

You'd cast Gentle Repose, if I recall. Does that also protect against turning undead? Tar is protected from decay and cannot become undead. Oh, great, I already did. Yeah, we're good. Don't worry about it. I thought it just protected against decay. You're so effective, you didn't even realize it.

Anyway, Laudna is... Laudna? Laudna is... I refuse to acknowledge you guys. Is a special case, a unique case. There are people who have experience around that. And I don't know, I mean, I have seen people brought back from the brink a few times,

but I don't think that she's going to follow the same path, if at all. Oh god, so he just finds someone who? Maybe, but I mean, she's got a really complicated story. Yep. But I'm tired of leaving people behind, so we'll figure it out. If I can be brought back, anybody can.

What'd they use for you? Like a normal ritual or rite or ceremony? No, it was a lot and it was weird, but honestly, I couldn't tell you because I wasn't there. But you were rite. You were dead dead? That's what they tell me. I'm close enough to it.

That makes sense. I mean, this is a lot. Massive. Yeah. And again, I don't want to be insensitive or anything. Besides the orb that you just snatched, is there anything else that we need from her? I didn't capture her. Well, she's got a rod. Maybe we could reach her via text.

She's got some sort of blood thing. Wait until the bridge. Yeah, how long are of blood thing. We'll wait until the break. Yeah, how long are we going to wait? I thought we'd suck. I thought we'd suck. I thought we were going to move. I thought we were going to move. How about we? Yeah.

I'll leave it at that. That's my responsibility. Trying to give him that before practicality sets in. Ashton, I remember there were moments where you were saying, I think we should get her to Hexum. What were your thoughts on that? My thoughts were that Hexum is well-connected,

has money, and is immoral. That's true. It's a good idea for us to get a list of, like, potential places that might help her. And she's also always willing to make a deal. It's not necessarily a good deal, but it is a deal. Yeah, we're okay in debt. So esteross, option.

Hexum, option. What's the third? Your guy, option. My guy? Oh, Agitile. Uh-huh. He seems like an educator. I think he's more about your stuff. Your people, option. Gets you into the books and stuff. Your people option. Get you into the books and stuff.

Because you seem to be a special case. Sorry. Maybe I can try to talk to Laudna's Delilah and see if she knows how to do it. Can I talk to her? I think that's a good idea.

I'm sure that is entirely without risk and valid. First. I mean, she brought her back to life, so she's got to have a lot of good qualities about her. I mean, she's dead. Who? Delilah. Delilah Briarwood. First off, she's dead. How do you know this?

She talked to Laudna all the time. She was constantly in her head. So she's not dead. I get that. I didn't say she was gone. Have you talked to the dead before? I've talked to Delilah. Well, then it's not a question. He knows of her.

Delilah is dead. According to Orym. Okay. Orym seems to know. We could still reach out and see if there's any way that she knows if she's someone who has managed to bring the dead back before. Or if she has more than 13,000 gold.

Then she could at least point us in a direction. Maybe there's a person that she used or a place that she used or an item that she used the first time that we could go retrieve. We're alive, we can do whatever. She just has to tell us how to do it. Yeah. I feel like that's an option

a little further down the spiral, so to speak. You know? Let's, you know, let's not put our hand that deep into the candy bag just yet, I feel like. Conversely, that's the one thing that we know has worked before. It's also the one thing that we know has hurt you. It's just reaching out, it doesn't hurt.

I don't think. Could be. Could be. Talking can never hurt. The table just got increasingly risky. It's much more dangerous over here now. Oh man. Oh. Big airship splits in half.

Talking can hurt a lot. Psycho-Lact. Imperial Siren. I still wonder if bringing Laudna back to where her trouble began would do it underneath Whitestone. That's where that stuff comes from, right? That's where that stuff comes from. That stuff?

The purple, the stones? No, the powder. Oh, the powder that we found. We have that. Who has that? We have that? We have that. Is that place on the way, or is that? It's another part of the world. Oh.

But there are ways around that. We're in an airship. You know the right people. Oh, that's right. You wanted to send a message to your leader. Yeah, maybe. Well, that's right, maybe she would have an idea of what to do. I don't know everything, but Delilah Briarwood

did some really terrible shit under a castle in a place called Whitestone on the other side of the planet. Whitestone. Get this down. I planet. Mm-hmm. Whitestone. Oh yeah, write that down. Get this down. I do remember this. You might forget the name of it. This was on the side of the crates. Like it sounds, or a special?

It's W-H-A with an umlaut, V-E-T-D-E-Y. Got it. Yeah. There was some sort of temple under this place, and Delilah and her husband mess with a lot of dead. Oh, she's a family person.

Yeah. See, she can't be that bad. Does she have kids and stuff? No, she's bad. She's bad. Laudna hated her. Oh, okay, okay. Oh, Laudna didn't like her. Laudna did not like her. She did evil things to her.

She did evil things to her. You all heard how Laudna died. Mm-hmm. Strung up. Delilah did not like her. She did evil things to her. She did evil things to her. You all heard how Laudna died. Mm-hmm, strung up. Delilah did that to her. She's a strong woman as well. You must have dispensed. What if we reach out and say, Hey there, Delilah.

Oh boy. Oh no. Mm-hmm. All right, all right, all right. Is there anything that we can do? How many days are we on this boat? This flying boat, two days, three days? Four to five days journey to Jrusar. Just mind sliver you really fast.

So for four days, we have to keep this ship safe. We can send out various messages. Yeah. So for four days, we have to keep this ship safe. We can send out various messages. Yeah. But that's all we can do, is just reach out to people. And keep an eye on the skies, because it's dangerous going forward.

Yeah, there are things. Is there anything else we can do to prepare ourselves? That's it. Collect leads. Okay. Did we ever ask, no, I don't think we did, Hexum about Thule? No. No. No.

Talk to him. She comes with debt and favors and stuff. She's usually a lot to talk to. But very viable. I'm not saying it's not viable. She's usually a lot to talk to. But very viable. I'm not saying it's not viable. She's powerful as fuck. There's got to be some connection there. Yeah, my only real concern is

the more she knows that we know, the more that can become complicated, I imagine. Fair, fair, fair. She likes her privacy. Oh no. Samuel. You likes her privacy. Oh no. Ah, God. Oh yeah, he's- Samuel. You're fucking terrible. That is terrible. It's good. It's a message of hope.

Nope. I mean, I'm not against it, actually. Everyone pulls the Halloween stuff out so early. I'm just glad it's finally we get some Christmas crawls. I know, Glotton's following all year round. Oh. A lot of options. Well, we have a handful of days here

to hammer out exactly what we want to do. We're going back to Jrusar. There are things we can do in Jrusar. Some loose ends. It's going to be a bit of a wild card what Eshteross tells us once he understands Thule and the threat that's now on his head and our heads. I know we want to go to Eos.

That's now on the back burner. Yeah. Obviously, we're on a time limit with everything happening, but I feel like this, this has got to be more important, right? Yes. Yeah. Yeah, I know what we are. Yeah, we're truth-seers, but at this point, guys,

we're friends. We've got to look out for our friend. Of course. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. And that's what we're going to do, but we have to do it smartly, and we can't also lose sight of the fact that and that's what we're going to do. But we have to do it smartly.

We can't also lose sight of the fact that she would want to look out for us and make sure that we're safe and protected from assassins from beyond our realm and evil dreams and nightmares brewing on another flat planet. And, you know, so we have to take care of ourselves, too. We can't only focus on bringing her back. You don't leave anyone behind.

That's the fucking rule. Did you have a dream about her? Did we sleep? We did. We slept. Oh, yeah. We did get a long rest. You did. I'll ask you. And?

Why am I down HP? It's honestly one of the things that's comforted me the most. I mean, after... after Bertrand. Do you think you would mind if, just in case, I sort of looked in on your dreams tonight to make sure that if something does pop up, we can see it from all perspectives? Honestly, I'd like the company.

I'm a little scared to sleep right now. Okay. More than usual, which is saying something. Sure. Well, we do have some messages we could send today. Is there anyone? Do we need to talk to Eshteross again? Do we need to talk to Hexum?

I think we talked to Eshteross already, because we sent him two messages today already. You could message. Dorian or? I mean. Who do we need to talk to? Hexum. Queen Orym. Queen of the Tempest.

Voice of the Ashari. At some point on the trip, I think we should ask Dorian where on the map he is. Oh, yeah. It would be good to get him back if we could, but not the priority. Yeah, I think, I mean, she'll tell us, but I feel like she can orchestrate

and coordinate from on high. My idea of going to Whitestone, I don't know if that's a good idea, but she would know. Yeah. So we could start with her. I just need some more sorcery points to get another spell back. Cool, got it.

All right. Well, for the remaining half hour of the day's journey, since it is a half day, we don't have to roll for that necessarily, but what do you wish to accomplish before we move on to the secondary day of this trip? Who's up? Which one are we hitting first? You want to do it?

You want to send a message to Hexum, and I'll send a message to... I don't know. Do we do Hexum right now? Are we doing it? I can send a message to the Tempest, or you can, or... Doesn't matter. You're okay with us messaging her now? Yeah. Okay.

Yeah, we just have to, it's limited, right? So we need to figure out, game out what we're saying here. I think, tell her that we found a lead. I think tell her that we found a lead. Found the assassins still have questions. But we lost one today with a unique tie to Whitestone. That's it, that's the word count.

I'm thinning it out. Oh, was he not thinning? No. Don't mind me not sending? No. Oh. Don't mind me. It's professional copy editing. Please advise. All right. All in.

Pulling out some extra verbiage there. Send to... We'll flower everything up a lot. Watch her abbreviate it to just like, having a rough day, telling what to do. How are you? Miss you. What's up? All right. Lost a friend.

25 orbs? From Orym. Oh, from Orym, that's better. I already heard it, so sorry. She's got one. 20 left. We finally found. I'm already there. I got a chunk you got. Yeah.

Found the assassins. Found Leed. I got you. I'll have another, yeah. Found the assassins. Found lead. But there are questions. One of ours. Down. Strong ties to Whitestone. Please advise.

Can you meet? There's a brief pause before the clear voice of the tempest returns on the other end of your spell. I appreciate your update. Tell Orym Appreciate your update. Tell Orym, I've business in Vasselheim, but can meet shortly.

Pick a tree. Do we have a tree on board? Oh my god. Yeah, yeah. My hair just started. The tables? She said, The tree's inspired. She said, thank you.

She said she had important work to do in Vesselheim, but she could meet soon. She said, pick a tree. Yeah. There's a thing she does. We have to find a very unique tree and she'll walk through it.

Amazing. She walks through the tree? Yeah, she kind of... The tree glides around the globe when she needs to. Whoa. That is the best use of the word I've ever heard of. Is this a skill that can be taught? How did I not see this coming?

I mean, listen, maybe we should go to Vasselheim. I know plenty of the Dawn Marshals. My stuff is in high... It's like the people that run the place. Listen. Are you from there? I forgot. No, but look, I've made 400 years is a long time, okay? So much shit's limited edition, okay?

There are a lot of completionists in Vasselheim, okay? You want everybody to the North Pole, right? Pretty much. I got lists. Who's naughty and nice. Orm. Nice. I got lists. Who's naughty and nice. Orm. Nice. I know.

Okay, that was one message. We got something. We got some, we just need a tree. So five days till we get to a tree. She just walks through a tree? I guess. She said, you said, send through. Can you just keep doing that spell on Laudna until,

to keep her. I think I can. Okay. Yeah. Just in case. Technically, anyone can walk through a tree if they hit it hard enough. You have to refresh. It's like Febreze, you go to it.

Yeah, and it's a repeating shush. Do we need to talk to Hexum? And if so, what are we saying to her? I feel like that's probably a, that's a plan C. What are you talking about? This is the time. We're gathering options. We've got time to kill, too.

Yeah. Ashton, come on. But here's the thing. Armand has ties to Hexum. We don't want her to know that we are on to her business, right? It would have to be very, very specific. She can't know what we were doing, where we are.

And what kind of ties does she have? If he's delivering this stuff to her, does she have ties to the solstice? Knowing her, she's got ties to fucking everything. Is everybody just fucking evil? Well, there's a spectrum. There's varying degrees of, yeah. It's a lot, though. I mean, yes.

I'm evil. Most days of the week. Well, I know that. Not today, not yesterday. Are you using your wheel? My wheel? How are you feeling? Oh, my feeling wheel. Yep. Feel wheel.

Today, I'm like this. Which one? Oh, nervous. Oh. That's nervous? That's the poo rumble face. It says scared. Oh, you're scared? Well, yeah, I'm scared for a while. That's what happens when you eat too much cereal.

Well, I guess then we don't have anything else to do if we're not confident in messaging Hexen. I mean, the best we could say is we have a friend down, curious if she has contacts to make something like that get fixed and what that might cost. What kind of favor could we give her? I mean, what kind of favor would she want, I guess?

That's a her answer. She would want whatever was fair plus 50%. We could. 15 or 50? 50. Fuck. We could wrap up her statue in a little bow, and that could be our favor. The statue she gave us? Yeah.

Just like we had it, and it's great, and we're giving it back because it's amazing. I'll also point out before we get into this that I have a surprisingly large amount of missing time that involves me specifically in her house, which I will admit, kind of been fucking worrying me. It's been nice being away from it, but we are going right back into that shit.

Missing time? Elaborate. Tried to talk about it last time. Enhance. I have one job on this ship, you stupid! But I'm going to die! My memory's been a little fucked and I was going to ask later tonight, maybe, if you would be willing to go back in again and take a look around.

Clearly, there's some shit missing. Yeah, I mean. And it's not pretty. Of course. Okay. I say there's no hurt in just telling her we have a need and we'd be curious to know what it would cost, but that's it. That would be absolutely fucking it.

Nothing else. Ready to do this one? Yeah. Okay, I will send a message to Janna Hexum. Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Yes, yes! You really? Yeah, she likes him.

Whoa! You, you, you, you! Okay, that's a... Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm a little uncomfortable with that, but fine. Shit. Hey, lady. Fresh-cut grass here.

Wow, that was a big waste. Okay, Jester. Ashton has a friend who died. We're proud that he has a friend. Can you help bring her back? We're proud that he has a friend. Can you help bring her back? Can you help bring her back? Quanticoaster. That'll do. Sweet little metal boy.

Yeah! That's a big waste. I felt every word of that. What you ask is extremely difficult and against the nature of fate. Maybe. Yep, that tracks. I'll send another message back.

Oh boy. I have a feeling I know what she's going to want in return. I already am fucking thinking it. She's going to want that statue, but I don't want that. Creepy lady. What would it cost us? Or what would you want in return? What would you want in return?

Okay, yep. Ashton's very motivated. And I'm eager to please. I certainly have a few ideas. Let's discuss, perhaps, over tea. What's the rush? Thanks for wasting our spell, bitch. Why would you say that? Oh god.

Well, it's always best to, you know, when you're calling customer service, you don't want to lead with anger or demands. You want to be like, hey, how's your day? How you doing? This isn't customer service. This is the fucking CEO. This is the top of the fucking pile.

She's just going to want you in return. She's just going to want you. Well, that's very flattering, but. And you practically. He's getting a lot in the back. Maybe we should consider that. We do not leave people behind. It's not a sacrifice.

You could maybe give her my body, but keep my insides or something. We do not leave people behind. Put me in something else. Like the glowy part, maybe that's me or something. How do we know that? I said maybe, I don't know. We're not going to gamble you to get Laudna.

We're going to keep you and get Laudna. I don't know. It might be worth considering. Do you like me happy? Do you like me fucking happy? I'm going to have this moment. Do you like me fucking happy? Do you fuck happy?

Are you saying you like to fuck happy? I wouldn't know. It's been a long time. I do like you happy. The rare glimpses I've had of joy with you have been wonderful to see. It's like your whole body relaxes. I have one thing, since I'm now caught in these fucking crazy people, except you.

Do not leave people the fuck behind. Not you, not Laudna, not fucking anybody. That shit is done. No more offering yourself fucking up, because that's just going to make me not happy. And I know you like people being happy. I do. I want to be happy.

I want to be happy because you're making me happy. And you make me so happy when you're not offering yourself up like a piece of fucking meat. A piece of metal. Metal meat. Just a tongue. Tongue meat. Fuck. The nicest thing you Tongue meat. Fuck.

The nicest thing you've ever said to me. I'm... God, I hate you all. Ashton, are you going soft on us? No, yes. Fuck, I need a drink. Okay. All right. All right.

Message is done. All right. On to the next thing. No other messages? Fucking god. Sleep! All right. All right. Message is done. All right. On to the next thing. No other messages? Fucking god. Sleep! All right. A night's rest comes to you here on the Skyship, the Silver Sun. For the next day of travel, I need somebody to roll a d20.

I'll do it. Bless you. Roll for me, boy. Before we go, during that night, to just go outside, stare up at the night sky, from my own vision, anything weird seem off? Any weird feelings? How's the moon doing? Just checking, because it's the first night after.

A Cura bubble. Roll a perception check. It's technically the second night after. Every night that we sleep on the ship, I'm going to's fuzzy. Every night that we sleep on the ship, I'm going to do, I'm going to cast Shared Dream. You have a Shared Dream spell? I'm trying to do it for 20 episodes, yeah.

Wait, you could really do that? I just thought you were going to detect thoughts on me while I was sleeping. You have a spell for it? I made a spell for it. You did? That's some weird custom shit. I don't know what the fuck this is.

That's so fucking cool! So just in case it ever happens. Okay. I didn't know you could do it. All right, so during the night in which you are out looking up, you can see, whereas Catha is high in the sky, at a fair crescent,

you see the dull maroon sphere of Ruidus. It's still arcing across at an angle, not quite a number of weeks away from the Zenith, but you look up in focus, and you feel the cold wind rush past you. You find yourself shivering, and you hear a howl, a loud, arcing howl. In your mind, you're trying to figure out

where that source could be. And the howl is yours, beyond your control, like an instinctual howl in that direction. And you stop yourself midway and look at your hands your control, like an instinctual howl in that direction. You stop yourself midway and look at your hands and you can see the fur pushing past the fingers a bit. Then it's gone. That's some T-wolf shit. Wait, where were you looking?

This is your dream. You were just looking at a moon, both moons, one moon? What caused that? What was that? Cool, cool, cool, cool. There's two moons! So the howl finishes the first starts and recedes. I put my hand in my chest. How's my heart rate? It's pretty quick.

It's pretty quick. He's going full on. Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. I guess it's time. I guess it's time. Soon. I will have slept with it open. I'm just going to sleep in the hole

next to Laudna's body. Okay, okay. Fair enough. With it open. Yeah, I'm not closing the hole with me in it. All righty. I'll be down there with you. Okay. So, what'd you roll for the? A five.

A five? Roll a d6 for me. Oh boy. That's what you want for the? A five. A five? Roll a d6 for me. Oh boy. That's what you want to hear. A three. A three. I'll roll a d20. I love a d6. Okay. I love a d6.

There's something about a d6. On the second day of travel. On the second day of travel. On the second day of travel. What do you mean? A familiar shadow begins to creep on the horizon above. Oh, we've burned.

In the direction you're traveling from, a darkened shape. You expect it to be a rainstorm. And the crew begins to batten down and prepare for what seems to be some coming turbulence in the direction you're passing. Pushing closer, the coloration and the shape doesn't resemble that of a deep thunderstorm.

Definitely a storm, but the shadow and the billowing that continues to push out in front of it tells you another massive, far more dangerous sandstorm than the one that hit Bassuras earlier. Too real. It's billowing in your space. Too serious. Bookending? Come on.

Yeah. Faster than you expect, Captain Zandis is like, All right, everybody, hold on or go below deck. It's got to get real shitty. Immediately, the crew springs to throwing ropes over the elements of the ship's sails to make sure that they're pulled back a bit

and ready to guard against the buffeting winds. You can see Zandis begins to push low, low, to try and get close to the ground, as close as they can get so as not to be pulled upward into the extremely tumultuous upper atmosphere portion of the storm, the thick of it, when the various pressure elements hit.

What are you all doing? Oh jeez. Scarf up. Goggles down. Are you staying above deck or going below? I'm staying above deck and I'm going to, this is stupid, but I'm just going to cast Blade Ward on myself. Okay, go for it.

I'm going to go... Yeah, I take out my wood chisel, I put the mallet away, and I get out one of my finer finesse tools, and I go to the floor and just hold on. Okay. Yeah, hold on to a rope and get ready for it.

I'm going to tie down. Which is what the rest of the top-level crew are doing as well. As the ship begins to get down to the point you see dust being kicked up from just the wind around it. It's keeping maybe a few dozen feet above the cracked and dry,

arid surface beneath you, right as the dark shadow begins to hit and wash as it does, you feel the whole ship lurch. So we're now going into a skill challenge to help the ship make its way through, safely or not. We're looking at four successes before two failures. As Sandus is shouting over the buffeting,

heavy winds that push through, you can hear the captain shouting, All right, everyone, hold on! If you got something to hold on to, hold on to it! If there's something that's extremely worth holding on to and worth a lot, put it below deck! Close up the hole.

Oh, yeah, that hole is closed and very secured. All righty. So who would like to attempt the first skill? Oh, what kind? Who's doing what to help Batten down, protect, and keep the storm at bay? Keep the storm at bay. The storm at bay from the ship? Or at least keep it going through safely.

Well, since I assume I'm holding onto a rope, and probably this is something that's helping to keep the sails aligned properly, I'm going to Burner Rage and just try and use the rope to pull the sail into the correct, since I assume there's a whole bunch of people trying to hang on. Fair enough, indeed.

And the sails themselves, you can see, are like . You're worried for the sound of splintering wood. But as you pull back on the rope, I need you to go ahead and make a strength check for me, with advantage, because you burned a rage for it. Oh, that was terrible. Oh my god. Oh no.

Eight. Eight. Fuck. You pull and pull, and all of you at once hear a resounding. Oh shit. You watch as one of the sails lurches and snaps in the center of it,

and part of the top sail just gets torn off, sheared and lost into the dust. Ah! Fuck. The shadow around you, the buffeting of sand hitting your face, stinging against your skin. The ship begins to turn to one side before Zenith goes, Somebody grab the other one, see if we can go ahead and break the other side.

I don't know, try and balance it. Holy shit! Is anybody strong? Nope. Nope. I am, I'm going. I'm off-running. Okay, okay. I'm strong as fuck. All man strength. Go, Pawpaw, go.

You just got to cut a sail off, right? We're trying to break it off? I mean, sails are kind of. What? No, we're trying to break a sail up. What did you say to do? We're balancing? Zandis said, I don't know, break it, balance it, whatever you got. Is there anybody?

Is there another sail we can throw up? I'll run over to the other, yeah, because there's one on each side, right? There's two on each side. Two on each side, so I'll run to the counterpart, and is there anybody over there trying to keep it on? I'm like, what are we doing? Keeping it till Paul and Anna,

or are we cutting this bitch loose? You see Tarana, the dwarf deckhand, is holding onto this robe that's tied around her forearm, and you see her legs are latched onto the side of one of the railing bits of wood on the ship, and it's like, I guess I'm just trying to not get lost in this. I get in there and let my sweet pythons do the work.

I'll hold it in tight with her. Okay. With a little bit of help, you watch she relaxes her legs a little bit and gets a little bit of bearing, pulls the rope down behind you and through one of the poles that holds up the railing on the side of the ship and using that as a means of keeping tension

and friction on the rope. As you both pull together, I need you to go ahead and make a strength check for me. Save me through or just strength check? Just a strength check. There you go. Uh... Yeah. 21.

21. Damn. With that, you can see the two other sails are getting to bend a bit. As you both pull back in tents, you watch as the counterpart sail pulls back up into place, and while it's, you can see elements of the outside of the sail

are tearing and pulling away, and it's whipping, and the sound itself is extremely disconcerting. It holds firm, and both of you take one more pull, and it bends the sail to match the now somewhat damaged direction of the opposite sail and the ship, which was listing to one side, begins to fright itself in the middle of the storm. So that's a success.

I'll go up to Captain Xandis and is he working the steering wheel, what's this thing? They're working the helm. They're working the helm, yes. Oh, they are working the... I will see them straining and squinting through the dust cloud, and I'm going to give them a boost of ability,

enhancing their dexterity to see if they can maybe increase their amazing hot rod steering skills through this amazing storm. All righty. As you go up, you can see this heavy set of leather goggles with this side mirror-situated attachments to the sides that enable reflections at different quick glances.

These dome-like goggle fronts of glass put on the front, scattered scrapes on them. They've seen some challenges in the past. As you go over and tap this spell and instill the energy within Sandusk, goes, All right, let's see if we can do this. I need you to roll a d20 for me with advantage, because you said you cast Enhance Ability, right?

Yes, I did. Oh, that second one's 19 plus stuff, maybe. All righty. Okay. With that, Sandusk goes, We're going to go ahead and ride a little low, just for now! Goes ahead and adjusts one of these levers on the side, and you watch the brumestone

that is lodged in the front of the ship. The two front central ones dull slightly, and the ship begins to go down. It was already pretty low. It now skims off the sand and the whole ship feels a lurching. That's a hard deck! Then gets down to just a few feet off the ground

and then rests itself. But at this point, as you're this low to the ground, you can feel the intense wind is quite lesser. It's almost like the majority of it's being pulled up, around, you can feel the intense wind is quite lesser. It's almost like the majority of it's being pulled up about maybe 50 to 100 feet off the main surface and the rest under here is just a general dust and it lets the sails pick up a little bit

and the majority of the dust storm not be damaging everybody on the ship at the moment. That's a success. That's a success. That's another success. Success is one failure so far. What do we have left? A couple more? Four. Four successes?

Okay, as he does that and we're heading down, I'm going to raise my arms up and cast Calm Emotions on the crew to try to keep them level-headed and make sure everybody's doing the job they need to and not freaking out. Okay, great.

I will say for the purposes of this skill check, we'll consider it a persuasion check with advantage because of the use of Calm Emotions to aid you in this endeavor to keep everyone on task and not freaking out. Okay. Persuasion. 17.

17, all right. Third success. So as the elements of your spell wash out, you can see now the darkness of the storm is not quite as intense at this lower level, but you see now another buffeting of shadow beginning to push forward and Zandis going, All right, it looks like there's not really much of a better direction to go but through! but you see now another buffeting of shadow beginning to push forward and Xandas going,

All right, it looks like there's not really much of a better direction to go but through! Goes ahead and now pulls the lever back up and the front brumesome glows brightly. They pull another lever. Pull on the sails! You see everyone tugs in and as it does, they turn the ship and pick up the force of the wind

that's blowing to the side now and rides in the direction of the storm. It is extremely harrowing, but as you release your calm emotions, you can see the look of tension and fear on the crew's face begin to subside and turn into concentration. And with that, the ship,

which feels like it's about to spin out of control, begins to move with it and use the quickly adjusting, shifting buffeting of the winds on each side to move with it and use the quickly adjusting, shifting buffeting of the winds on each side to move itself forward, pushing through almost ping pong, almost pinballing its way through the middle of the sandstorm. Okay, yeah.

Good, good, good. Just need one more success. One more success? Or more failure. Ah! It's all down to this critical roll. Who's going to fuck it up? Step right up. Yeah. Yeah, who hasn't stepped up yet? Who wants to contribute to this? role. Yeah, who's going to fuck it up? Step right up. Yeah. Who hasn't stepped up yet? Who wants to contribute to this?

It's us two. Come on, Fearne. You're great at airship stuff. We should flip a coin to see which one does. There we go. Holy! Sorry. It's me. Okay.

Wait, why is everybody looking at me? I'm so angry! You've got magic! He's got a sword! Weirder looking moment. You can turn into something! He's got a tattoo! You can be a thing. Okay, okay, okay.

Me and Birg. Just what we need. I can't fly yet. You can shine a light through the storm. You can, you can. No, dude, that's just it. Wouldn't that light, that would be, would a light in a sandstorm, that would be good? That's bad, you're supposed to turn off your lights in a fog, right? Yeah, no, that's just a good idea. Wouldn't that light, that would be, with a light and a sandstorm, that would be good.

That's bad, you're supposed to turn off your lights in a fog, right? Yeah, that doesn't help. You just see dust. Okay. That's a lot of spells, man. Fuck, forgot what that was like. Yeah.

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She's clicking through. Okay, I'm going to go. You could also just do physical pain. Yeah, I'm going to go up and I'm going to stand behind Xandas and I'm going to cast Guidance on him. Pinch that little butt. Yeah, cast Guidance on him

to have some extra steering, extra stuff. So you're trying to help them through the intensity of this final stretch of intense storm that's just coming through like a hammer of weather. Backseat driving. Yes. Yes, backseat driving. That always helps.

All right. So go ahead and roll a d20 for me and add a d4 to whatever you roll. Okay. Nope. 11. I'm sorry. There it is, there it is, there it is, I found it.

11. 11. That's a second failure. Oh no! I knew it, I knew it, I knew it. This is why I didn't want to do it. I just had a feeling. You guys made me! Goddamn this game!

Mew it! Okay. I rolled a three and a four with advantage, you're fine. With this, wave after wave after wave of heavy wind shakes the skyship. Xandas goes, I'm trying to hold on to this. It's getting really strange, a little intense. Appreciate your help, I think we got it.

I'm pretty sure we got it. Oh god. I think we got it. Oh no. I love Xandas. One heavy, dark, extremely powerful gust slams the right backside of the skyship.

One of the sails rips off. Oh fuck. Is lost in the storm. I don't got it! Immediately, the skyship begins to. Does that mean the two right sails are on the two left, so they're still there? Well, there's the broken sail,

the half-broken one is now gone. And there's two and one. Can I try to cast Plant Growth and grab one of the ends of the sail so it doesn't go away? You can certainly try. Scrooge. So go ahead and roll a d20

and add your wisdom modifier for me, please. So many d20s. Why do you have to hide? Well, why do you have to turn that way? Well. Okay. She's like, I'm going to be over here. It's bashful.

You can also roll on your mat in front of you, and that way you can see it. It's only real if it's in here. You want to use this ridiculous block? Yeah. What did you say I'm adding? I'm really sorry. Add your wisdom modifier. Okay, so 18.

Ooh, pretty good. I don adding? I'm really sorry. Add your wisdom modifier. Okay, so 18. Ooh, pretty good. Okay, 18. So. So plant growth, at this point, in your moment of extreme panic, affects the plants in an area. You mean it doesn't shoot out of my hands? What you do see is the...

the sail. It's a failed skill challenge, as everyone's already lost, but I appreciate for the flavor of this as it gets a tear and break away. I'm going to help! You release your hand and focus, and you watch as this polished, large section of wood that's been utilized

to maintain the mast of this side sail suddenly blossoms with greenery and flowers. It becomes this gorgeous spiraling garden upward before it vanishes into the storm. No! I just thought that was the wrong thing. Everybody make a dexterity saving throw for me, please. Trying to save stay on or jump off? Oh dear. That's a good question. Everybody make a dexterity saving throw for me, please. Trying to save, stay on, or jump off?

Oh dear. That's a good question. Dex save, you say? Correct. Okay. I use my advantage for that, or no? I can use advantage for that, right, or no? You see this counter, yes. 14.

14, okay. Natural 20, 22. Great. Five. A light just went off behind you. 13. 13. 15.

15. 14. Just came back on. What? What are you doing? Oh, fuck me. All of you hold on tightly, quickly rushing over to grab onto something in the ship and dart out of the space around you to find something, some sort of mooring there.

Fresh cut grass. Oh boy. You are unable to find space around you to find something, some sort of mooring there. Refresh Cut Grass. Oh boy. You are unable to find anything around you rapidly to grab onto before you are flung out into the dust storm. I'll follow, too. Off the ship? Wait, you do. Into the storm. You don't see them anymore.

Did I see which direction you went? Make a perception check. How low to the ground are we? You're pretty low to the ground, thankfully. That's a 24 perception. I keep going wrong. You do. The problem with knowing the direction they went is do you also feel the ship going?

Oh no! Oh no! No! Panic! It's like running on a turntable. Uh-huh. Doing that Hawkeye thing. We're just all puking.

I don't even know what the fuck to do at this point. Fresh cut grass. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Kill someone. Freak out. Use the wheel. Oh boy. It's a lot of dice. Uh-oh, bludgeon.

You go careening off into the shadow of this dust storm. The wind buffeting the side of your metal before impacting hard against a piece of exposed rock in the middle of the valley. Oh, of course! The one rock in the desert. Fine. The one rock in the desert. It's a bunch of rock. Okay, okay.

You take 26 points of bludgeoning damage upon impact. Ow, ow. Zendis says, I have to do it, it's the only way! Pulls the ship up. No! I need everybody to make a strength saving throw, except for you.

Yay. Crash, crash, crash. I don't have to. Natural one, I'm rolling a damage. Oh no. Two natural ones. Right? Two natural ones. Two natural ones?

Snake eyes? Just, those dice wanted you to go. You're going to the book for this? I'm checking one thing. I was just a little half-legged. I joined you. With a one? Natural one.

Oh, two of them. Wow, it's going so With a one? Natural one. Oh, come on! Wow, it's going so great. It's going great. Oh no. We're doing great. Unruly, never leave. Technically, on the Luckies, it says when you roll a one, you can reroll it.

It doesn't say you have to. Oh, there's no... So I just keep it going? Oh no, and must use the new roll. Never mind, you're right, you're right. That's what I thought. I thought we'd be all over that. You are correct. All right, so.

Well, don't worry, I didn't roll well. Natural one, natural one. Who else, what else? Four. Five. Wow. 19. Hey! Thanks for the strong guys, okay.

A heavy pull up and you hold on as the whole ship picks up at an extreme angle into the storm. Cruising upward into the depths of the darkness. It pushes up until it begins to lighten, and then emerges from the sandstorm just above. The ship rights itself a little bit and you take a deep breath, Ashton.

Oh god. rights itself a little bit, and you take a deep breath, Ashton. Fuck. Fuck. And you and the crew are the only people in the ship right now. Because Nebuchadnezzar breaks through the clouds, minus four people. More than that. We were a little higher when you all left the ship, so we had a few more dice. Oh boy.

Oh no, it's about to be raining. It's raining, man. It's raining! That's a little, okay. Uh-oh. Stand up, brush myself off. We haven't gotten the Mercenary. All of you take 34 points of bludgeoning damage.

Okay. As you all just scatter at different points of the ground below the airship. SAM and LAURA and SAM and LAURA and SAM. Wow. They all hit rocks. Yeah. Yeah. Yes.

All the only rocks in the entire movie. It's incredible the aim this storm had, looking at you about. Yikes. You all take in both the pain and the worry of being scattered about, and this brief, intense storm, within the next 20 or so minutes, passes over

and gives way to a blue sky, which is a bit welcoming, though now you don't know where all of your compatriots are. Are we all scattered separately? For the moment, yeah. How would you like to recover the rest of your troop? I'm going to start screaming. Okay.

I would have immediately stopped the airship. We are not going anywhere till we find all of them. We are doing a full rescue. I don't care what condition we are in. We get proof, we get something to bring back. Is that understood? That's completely understood, and we'll go ahead and do that once the storm passes.

Oh, we're still, okay, fine, we're still waiting. I was assuming, sir, that we had moved. Okay, sorry. Yelling at the gap. This is the moment that you emerged from the storm. So I figured now you wait the 20 minutes for the pass. And then it goes, I understand you're a bit, you know, taken out of your preferred comfort zone from the way the storm has made this really bad.

And I get that, maybe your friends are still alive. It's been a real week. I understand that. But if we go back down, we're all going to go, and this is not going to help anyone for what we're looking for. So we're going to go ahead and wait until it's done. So if, look, it's going away already. Maybe fine, just sit back, have a cup of cocoa.

Where's fucking cocoa? Sorry, Jesus. There's fucking cocoa. How cocoa do we find, everybody? Fearne starts shouting. Ah! Do we hear it through the dust? Any of us hear that?

Well, the storm has now subsided a little bit at this time and that eerie stillness in the wake of the storm. Is it a flat landscape or does there? There are hills. It's not very high, but there are dunes of sand. There's cracked ground that's broken up a bit on the Badlands elements here. In addition to looking for figures

that we might recognize, are there any holes in the ground near any of us? Oh shit. Make a perception check. Orym's going to hike up a dune and do a 360 as well. Imogen's just going to lay on the ground, listening to Fearne calling. You as well. Imogen's just going to lay on the ground, listening to Fearne calling. How can we do that?

16. 16. Two 16s, okay. Getting up at your best perspective points, immediately around you, you don't see any sort of chasms or sinkholes, particularly in your space. Fresh Cut Grass, you can hear the screaming of Fearne as well.

You all, I say in this space, you can pick up, in the stillness here, you all pick up the sound of the scream of Fearne. Ah! I will move toward it. I'm going to take out my pan flute. Oh. And play some music so that I can be found easily.

Okay, cool. So you start playing the music and you all can, all except for Ashton, can hear the music playing from above. In the interim, Ashton and the ship begins to head back down in an attempt to find out where it might be and where the rest of these folk could possibly be. But it does have to travel downward quite a bit.

It's not like a pan full of nightmares or something. We're not all instantly. I was just thinking I should take out a stick and stab him in the eye and bite it and be like. It's a flare! Good boy! Fresh cut, guys. Since you were a bit back on this,

make a perception check for me, please. Six. Six? Okay. Oh, plus six, that's 12. 12, that's better. So yeah, you can faintly pick up both the distant shout of Fearne and the faint shifting of music in a specific direction. Okay. You pry yourself off

the jagged elements of this rock. Yeah, yeah, yeah. And begin to wheel through. And yeah. You begin to wheel through, and it's not easy to wheel through this now freshly scattered sand and dust, pushing over each rolling dune as you do. Do I have to do that thing where I put a plank of wood and roll over it?

It's not quite that bad. R2-D2 can do it. What's the matter with you? Yeah. That's true, that's true. But you all begin to slowly gather and head in the direction of the noise getting louder and louder, the music getting louder. Fearne, as you're playing, roll a perception check for me. Oh man.

I did a bad perception check. What's with that Jethro tell? 14. 14, okay. 14. You're playing. 14. 14, okay. 13. You're playing, and you glance around, and you can see some of the humanoid shapes approaching. At first, you feel a bit guarded,

but you recognize these are your friends. You're properly calling them to you. Okay. You also notice that the area you're sitting in, it seems to be growing. Like the sand dunes around you are shifting texture. Oh no. They're getting taller.

Oh boy. Or you're sinking lower. You feel a vibration to the ground where your feet are planted partially into the sand as you begin to... Okay, I'm going to get up and I'm going to try to hop out. I'm going to Mirthful Leap. Going to Mirthful Leap. Yes. Okay.

Leaping out of partially embedded sand is not the easiest. I will say, go ahead and make a... Because you have Mirthful Leap, I'll give you advantage on it, but make a strength check for me with advantage, please. Okay. Okay. Okay.

Oh, natural 19. Natural 19 plus strength check. Oh, minus two. 17. 17's still very good. You, with all your might, push out from the inside of this conical sinking space that you were in as you were playing your music.

Music stops, you hold your pan flute, just leap and arc out to the very edge of the top. As you land in the sand, glancing back where you are, you can see these large claw-like pincers emerging from the space you were landing. Go the other way, walk back, walk back, walk back! They begin to sink back inward, and the vibration of the sand begins to stop.

As the rest of you begin to gather, you hear Fearne saying this. Stop! Fearne, you all right? I'm going to start, stay where you are. I'm going to start walking towards them and doing a weird walk. She must have hit her head.

You know, she'd get back to him. Yeah. Okay. I've seen this movie. Confusing. What are you doing? I'm trying to make my vibrations weird on the sand so that it doesn't... I don't know what I'm doing. Your vibes are already pretty weird.

Yeah, what do you mean that it doesn't? I will say, for the purposes of this, roll a stealth check for me to try and carefully maneuver across the sands in a way that you don't think will draw attention. That's all you needed in Tremors was just walking geometric patterns. Uh-huh.

15. 15, okay. You begin to very carefully move and shift, and the rest of you watching Fearne do this, what do you do? Free. Very confused. Yeah, hold very still. He hasn't relayed really anything.

Okay. I do a spin. Oh, it's a dance. So now you're all still, you're all within visual range of each other, probably 100 or so, 150 feet from each other. You were scattered quite a bit from being thrown from the back of the, it wasn't as much you were thrown from the spin,

more the immediate lift upward. You all just tumbled off the back, probably hit some of the stairs on the way out, too. That's going to hurt in the morning. But you all stand still, looking over. Fearne, pretty calm. Do you all continue to gather or do you all just stand and stare at each other?

Yeah, we don't know there's a problem yet. Cool. She's just doing a little dance in the desert. Fresh cut grass. Uh-huh. Excitedly, you can see the shape of your friends approaching. Hey!

Or you get close and you begin careening up the side of one of the nearby hills. I'm coming. I'm a! I'm-a coming! The ground begins to shake once more. The vibration, you can see the side of the nearby dunes and hills beginning to shift lower and lower.

You can see the somewhat haggard wheeling of fresh-cut grass heading in your direction. Stop, stop. I'll stop. I think you should go around that area, trace my steps. Do you see my steps? Do you see my, the shape that I made on the sand?

Roll a perception check, buddy. What runs? 18. 18. I mean, you see, thankfully, the majority of this storm wiped the landscape clean, other than just the natural textures of sand being blown, and so you can prominently see the footsteps. I'll try to trace around, circle around the back, and try to come up.

I cannot believe that worked. Make a stealth check for me. Well, I cannot believe that. With advantage because you were following the pattern then. Well, I always get disadvantage. So just a straight roll. 11. 11.

You follow in the space there, and as you are about to reach where Fearne is, the ground underneath both of you begins to lower. Oh boy. Okay. I can't fly. Let's go. I'm just going to try to take off and run towards everybody. All right, I will, too.

All right. For this, either both of you make an athletics or acrobatics check to try and make it up the side of this. While they're doing that, can we see that our friends dipped into the- You do. You see them move around and then both vanish just out of sight. I am going to run as much as I can towards them.

Okay. As soon as I'm within 30 feet, I'm going to Misty Step myself to FCG. All right. You appear right next to FCG. Then I'm going to cast Fly on him and myself. Whoa! All right. And take off up in the air.

All right, and both of you. Bye, Fearne. Take off up into the sky above, glancing upward. As soon as you both look upward, you see the front bow of the silver sun Oh! heading in your direction. Are there any rocks around us?

Like any outcroppings that isn't sand? You would see maybe. Or is it mostly sand? Where you are right now, it's mostly sand. Fuck. There's maybe about 70, 80 feet behind you that could be what looks to be more of a natural rock piece that's pushing out of the top.

I would try to run towards that. There are five extremely distinct rocks and you can see them right now because they are bright scarlet from where you battered yourself and bled out. This is true. Sorry. This is true. Oh, those are my brains.

What'd you roll for? Nine. Nine, okay. So you are rushing up the side of this, but the sand keeps giving way, keeps giving way, and dragging back, and you watch as the side of it begins to rise higher and higher, the shadow falling on you and the side of your friends

now flying above, getting further away. I'm going to start sprinting in her direction and hoping my 26 passive sees any vibrations in the ground. I'm just going to get to her. Okay, yeah. So you, at a very fast pace, dashing over there, leaping over and landing in that space, you see Fearne trying to come up the side,

but unable to find purchase in the ever-shifting, almost sea of sand around her. Below, you can see, in the bottom of this conical trap, you see these large pincers beginning to emerge. What looks to be this odd, almost jagged-looking chitinous mouth begin to open up in that space. Okay, I'm going to ski down the side. Okay. Under her legs. I'm going to ski down the side. Okay. Under her legs.

I'm going to use Bait and Switch, a superiority die. When I get to her, I'm going to yank her by the tail and swing her around so she's uphill and I'm downhill. I give myself eight to my AC, and I'm going to jump in the air and plant my feet on Fearne's back and do a rabbit kick and make a pushing attack.

And kick her, if I hit, I'll take one point of damage and shove her 15 feet up the slope. Okay, 15 feet, okay. What? I roll real low, though. Oh, it's unarmed strike. Balls, no, didn't work, seven. Okay. But I can do it again. Can she just take it? Oh, it's unarmed strike. Balls, no, didn't work. Seven. Nope.

Okay. But I can do it again. Can she just take it? Okay, I can do it again. That hits. That is a 17 that time. That's her AC. Yeah. Yes. So you feel his two little feet hit your back,

and I just go and shove you 15 feet up the hill. Whoa! And then drop and wait. You feel the burst upward, and you tumble in an upward direction, head over feet, until you crest over the top of the sinkhole that you'd stumbled into, and now can see all of your friends rushing and gathering in that space with FCG

and Imogen up in the air, and the ship now beginning to crest downward. While all of you begin to push over to that space, you now tumble down to the bottom of this, and the giant pincers, which now you can see, at a quick glance, they looked like they were just emerging. Now the rest of the creature is beginning to show, this massive head.

Each pincer is about four and a half feet long, and as you get close, you can see this almost lobster-like series of jagged, bone-like interior as it rips open and attempts to crush around you. I like bugs. Bugs are cool. That's going to be a 21 to hit. My AC right now is 28 because of the bait and switch.

Whoa. Oh, what? It comes down to slam around you and you pull your shield upward and it just gets stuck on the shield and you feel it begin to rotate and try and crush. This magical weapon, a normal metal on this would be bending. You could almost expect to hear the whine

of metal giving way, but it holds firm and you can hear this angry gurgling in the open throat of this creature. As it pushes and pushes, and as it does, you begin to see multiple long, thin tongues lashing out of the mouth, almost trying to reach and taste for you. Don't like that. Come on, man. You come down. Are we coming down?

I'm going to. You're at the bow of the ship, looking at the bow. I'm pushing a ladder off the side of the ship, seeing what's going down over there. Get us in there, we're getting them out. I'm going to start going down the ladder so I can just get to the very bottom and help do a handoff. Age before beauty!

You were both up in the air? Yeah, can I turn around and come down? Actually, is Orym in the mouth or is he above the mouth? Is he standing on the shield or is he in the mouth holding the shield? Right now, Orym is, Orym was kicking her back in the sand and then it latched around,

so Orym is on par with the creature. He's not above it. He is more or less being held in the side of the slope. Is it possible to fly down? Let me make sure I can do this. Fly down. Ah, fuck me running. I can't do that.

Fuck me with a pasta spoon. Can I fly down and try to pick Orym up and fly back up? You can. While you go up and fly back up? You can. While you go ahead and dart back down, realizing the situation, and you see Orym get grappled by this entity.

You're holding on, your shield is wedged in there, and you suddenly feel Imogen rush down and put her arms around you. But your shield is currently lodged in its mouth. What do you want to do? I can, I can, and not without the shield. Can I? Is that my whole action, or can I cast a spell?

Trying to grab and pull. What are you trying to cast? Command. I'm just going to look down at the mouth and just try to mentally say, release! Release, okay. It checks itself. Well, just to quickly check some more command.

Yeah, it might not understand me. Because command does have to understand. It's not educated. Yeah. You shout release in its direction and it continues to tense. You get the sense it didn't. Am I within 60 feet?

You are, you're just on the other side, but you watch Imogen dart down into the space where you just. What I have heard, what Orym said. Likely, in the stillness of the storm, yeah. I don't know if this will work, but I wonder if I could cast Telekinesis on the shield to try to pull the shield out. Oh, using the ring?

Yes, use the ring. Okay. So you clamber back up to the side of this ledge and look down. At this point, you can see FCG still floating above and you see the rope ladder now descending from the ship with Ashton climbing down quickly. Chetney's just like,

Yeah, what are you doing, buddy? I got to that rock. I'm just fucking standing on that bench like second base. You got it. I'm right here! They're dead, just forget them! I'm right here! Perfect. Okay, so you come up to the side,

you keep the ring at the ready, you reach down and cast Telekinesis to try and pull the shield free. It's an interesting counterbalance between the force of this creature's jaws and the amount of force that this Telekinesis spell can do. Go ahead and roll a d20, add your wisdom modifier for me. Okay.

Since they're even, the DC is a 10. 18. 18. As you're holding the shield, Imogen's pulling on you, you're trying to look for any sort of point of leverage, and then you feel this weird wave, this shimmering magical energy move past you. I got it! Attaches to the shield,

almost like this weird, watery, ethereal power, and the shield just pulls like this weird, watery, ethereal power, and the shield just I grip the shield hard. pulls outward with a heavy strength. Both of you just go tumbling back and out of the hole, about a good 30 or 40 feet into the air before Imogen and you gather yourself again,

holding onto both Orym and the shield. Nicely done! Ha ha! Let's go! Up, up, up! Up, up, up. I've attached, for the first time, I've attached my propeller hand attachment.

That's right. I'm going to spin it up and use it to fly down towards Orym and see if I can grab him with my, are you already holding him? I'm holding him, but you can take your time. What about this? You can grab him.

What about this? Then I grab him. What about this? I'll turn and go to Chetney. I'll turn and go to Chetney. With Imogen holding and bringing. Jesus, we're fine! Wait, but where's Fearne? Is Fearne on the phone? We're heading towards Fearne. We got Fearne.

Yeah. Okay, okay. You both have each other. You have Fly. You don't get the propeller. But it's fun! As Ashton, reaching out from the side of the rope ladder, grabs Fearne's arm. You're going with Ashton. Yes. With that, you both begin to climb up

the side of the ladder. You feel left behind at a good, maybe 100 or so feet from the rest of the folk there until you see FCG. Coming with another plus. Inspector Gadgeting is way in your direction. Let's do this! Don't worry, this one's okay!

Okay! Take my hand! I'll grip it, rip it. Ah! Fuck! And shoot up into the sky. Into the hot pot box! I just pictured Chetney in True Lies.

Yeah. Yeah. Oh! Yep, pretty much. I've got Fearne. I'm pushing Fearne over the side of the ship just to get her up. I'm also going to pick her pockets while I'm-

You're going to piss in her pockets? I'm going to piss her pockets. I believe it. I'm also going to attempt to pick her pockets. I fail, nevermind. Okay, yeah. Your hands are doing a lot right now. It was worth it!

It was worth a shot. Goddamn it. It was worth it. I'm just going to stealth piss in her pockets. I fail, nevermind. Okay, yeah. Your hands are doing a lot right now. It was worth it! It was worth a shot. Damn it. It was worth it. I'm just going to stealth fizz in her pocket. Me, too. I'm upside down. It'll make it work. Fuck. The action special. As you all reconvene,

back on the deck of the partially damaged, still mostly intact Silver Sun, it begins to pick up once more and head back northward direction. Can it still fly with two of its sails missing? It can. Oy. At the time, big, it seems.

Xandis, at this point, goes, All right, just taking stock. Everyone's okay. Everyone made it back mostly one or two pieces, right? You good? Mm-hmm. Relatively. Good. Do you have backup sails?

We got materials to do some repairs on the way. Might cost us an extra day of movement, but we're going to do what we can. So just, I guess, anyone here good with wood? Oh! Oh! Oh my god! I almost died, would you ask? You, uh, you've... Yes, I'm good with wood, yeah, I'm fine, I'm good.

What do you need? Oh shit, the damage. All right. I go over, I press good with one, yeah, fine, I'm good. What do you need? Oh shit, the damage. All right. I go over, I press my face against it. What does your face say? Talk to me. Tell me your woes. Damn! Do you have any extra timber below, Dex? We do have some basic repairs

and maybe a few things we could do to fashion a half sail for both of those sides. Kaleel, you go ahead and take our friend here and see what we can do along the ways of transit. In the meantime, at least it looks like the horizon's clear, so Doreen, go! They go ahead and take a big chug of what looks to be a rounded bulb-like liquid

on the side of their hip, grabs the side of the wheel, and begins to continue on a northward direction. Oh shit. I'm going to run down and check on Treshi really quickly. Oh god, did he jump off the boat? I'm going to run down. Who has the key to open this door?

The moldy storage? The moldy storage. You look down, and it's pretty easy to see from the outside how it works. It's like this latch that locks into place over the brace that's in front of the door. I'm going to open it up, take a look. He is on the ground, not moving.

Not moving? I'm going to very quickly check Vitals. He's alive. He just got knocked the fuck unconscious. Oh, he's just unconscious? Yeah. Okay, okay. That's fine. All right. All right.

You hear from deep inside the cargo hold. This is the best you have to work with? I thought you took yourself seriously! It's okay. I'll cast Calm Emotion. I've worked with wood. Going to be fine. Beggars can't be choosers in these circumstances. You're very attractive.

Sorry, let's get to work. As you jump into chiseling away, materials are available to try and do some makeshift repairs to the ship. The rest of you taking a breath to push onward for the rest of your journey back to Jrusar. We're going to take a break. Hey!

Nobody else died! I thought this chair was very unlucky for a second. Oh man, oh man. Oof. I'm low. It's more damage than I'm ready to take right now. Yeah. I'm low, too. Yeah, that was just, that was a... Everyone got their, oh wow.

That was a rough failure in the middle of the sandstorm. That almost knocked me right out when we fell off the ship. Oh my goodness. Yeah. That was fun. How many hit points do you have total?

39 total. Damn! What? Five? 39 total? Yeah, so I hit five points when I hit the ground. Ooh! Wet noodle. You weak. Yeah, I'm weak. Sort of.

That's slick. Sure not. Well, that's like wizard low. We'll be back here in a few minutes, pick up the rest of the journey, and see where we're at. We'll see you then. Hey! We interrupt this Critical Role Okay, back support the show, please consider visiting any of our Critical Role online shops through the shop tab at critrole.com and see if anything catches your eye.

Okay, back to the show. And welcome back. Welcome back. Would I clarify a quick discrepancy with your hit points? Yes, I was stupid and I had done my math wrong and I was informed by our crew

that I'm not 39 hit points. I'm, in fact, 44 hit points. Oh! I'm way cooler than I thought I was. Tank coming through. Five points cooler. A tank over here. You're not stupid.

Don't say that about my friend. Thanks, Jokers. Frontline fighter. Let's do it. Yeah, that's right. I can take on the world now, bitches. Indeed. Well, a very eventful first full day. In fact, the middle, you're getting the sense as to why a lot of skyships avoid the central areas

of the Hellcatch Valley when it comes to. What do you mean? I don't know, just a hunch I get. But for the second day's journey, and please interrupt if any of these days if people want to handle anything specifically, but for the second day's journey, if somebody else could roll another d20 for me.

We'll do it. Who's? I will do it. Ha ha ha ha ha. Oh, I can't see. Oh no. Well, that's cocked. Cocked. That's cocked. Roll again. What was it? It was cocked. Five.

That's what I got last time. Oh, that's what I got last time. Roll a d6. Roll a d6. Don't roll a three. Same thing will happen. Five. Five, okay. Looking ahead. That's my favorite part. The horizon is clear.

And then you hear the captain send a shout. Well, looks like things are good ahead of us, but let's go ahead and look on behind us if you have a moment. You look behind. A couple rainbows? Oh yeah, multiple. Lands in back over the back of the ship

in the mid-morning, that cool morning air begins to shift into the hotter, hotter days that the Hellcatcher are known for, a storm is now creeping from behind. Are you kidding me? No. Fuck me. No. However, the adjustment in temperatures

between the hot day and the cold that the storm brings end up pushing a heavy amount of wind behind you. Oh! And Zandis, with the repairs that are, for the most part, cobbled together by you and the rest of the crew. Cobbled. Right.

They cobbled, you polished. Thank you. All right, put the sails out. Let's go and see if we can ride this, baby. Make up some lost time. Hey! You go ahead and pull out the sails. As soon as the first wave of wind hits,

the ship takes off at a majestic speed. Yeah, majestic! All of you also have to hold on, and you can see some of the bits of loose cargo, ammunition barrels and things that are bolted down and covered. Some of them shift backward from the immediate speed, but you pick it up and you actually gain a day of travel.

Yo! Did we rest since that fight against the sand creatures? We did. We went to bed. Yeah, you went to bed and had a to the forest. So how many days? It was five total and we just shaved off a day? It was four and a half, I'd say. You guys shaved a half day and then a full day, so it was three. Shaved off, so you have two more.

Two more days on it. How long before we have to recast on Laudna? My thing lasts 10 days. 10 days, okay. Or no, my thing extends 10 days beyond. You can keep re-upping. I'll look at it. You just DM that, I'll figure it out.

All righty. The little crumbs on your page are bothering me so much. Those aren't crumbs. That's some of my nail polish that I picked off. Is that grosser? Yes. Yeah. Tremendously. Wait grosser? Yes. Tremendously. Weird, really? Tremendously.

For the next day. Can somebody roll another d20 for me, please? I'll do it. 20. 19. Whoa! Pretty cool. An uneventful day of travel,

the Hellcatch begins to leave behind you as you come over the familiar opposite side of the shelf of rock that drops into the Broken Valley, revealing the verdant jungles of the Odyran Wild, the familiar greenery and dense canopies of the Tangle before you, pushing armward into your final day of travel. Who's going to roll a final d20?

I'll do it. Call it. 20. I can't see it. No. It's a seven. It's a seven, okay. Well, still an uneventful day. As you push through towards the later part of an afternoon on your final day of travel, you can see, in the process of being lit,

the burning temple top. Oh, it's coming. That is the Prakash torch flame, the guiding beacon to the city of Jrusar in the distance. As the sun slowly begins to set, bringing with it the darker purples and reds and oranges, the dappled clouds beginning to fall to a deep navy blue against the sky and horizon.

The mist begins to rise up upon the jungle floor as the spires of rock greet you. The familiar home where many of you first met, returning to the city itself. The skyship, battered, beaten, but still standing, slowly comes in towards the skyport here in the Airy Spire. As it begins to adjust in, it takes a little more work, and Captain Tendis is like,

Get your things, batten down, and please, take care of yourselves as you get the fuck off my ship. Turns it around, so you can see folks out there as part of the skyship, beginning to throw up these chains with grappling hooks on it to catch the edge of the ship as it begins to set into mooring position.

They pull it down, latch them in, and slowly the skyship comes to a rest against the docks of the skyport. For being late in the day, it's fairly busy. It looks like a secondary skyship had just arrived not too long before you did, as you gather your things, and I assume. Quick talk about that.

I want to throw our friend back into the hole, but I would also like to take our friend out of the hole if we're going to do that. Yeah, I don't want him in there with her. No, me neither. Going to go check on our prisoner. Also, should we check the distant case? Oh.

Yeah, that's a good idea. I'll pull out the orb and see. Okay. You pull out the orb that you pulled off of Laudna, glance at it, and it still remains dark. You see no signifying shine or light within it. That could mean a tough thing. It's possible she found out about it, but.

Do we recognize that second airship that came in? Make a perception check. 20. 20, pretty decent. Glancing past, doesn't really ring any bells. You haven't seen a large number of skyships in your time. You've only really glanced at a few, specifically in the proximity of the Skyport, but this one you've never seen before.

But you go ahead and... Yeah, how are we doing? You open the door and check in. Yeah. Well, he's sitting in his soil drawers. Okay, I thought he was being taken care of. It's okay, but yeah, all right. No, I mean, in the sense of just like, not like he shat himself, but like, you know.

Sorry, soil drawers maybe did have a little more connotation than I expected. It needed a picture. Yeah, I mean, he's probably pissed himself a little bit. Yeah. Yeah, he does. He's sitting in his poopy pants. Yeah.

Imagine you're probably. Fucker. Piss in of pocket. But no, he's sweaty, unwashed. His outfit is stained and dirty. He looks a little worse for wear and grumpy, understandably. So as the physical sense of the ship comes to a stop and a halt,

and as you open the door and check in on him, he looks up at you. I assume he found our destination? Yeah, if it's going to be uncomfortable again for a little while, then it's probably going to be a little more comfortable, and then after that, I really can't speak to it. Well, wherever you're taking me, at the very least,

make sure they put me under extreme protection. Yeah. I can't guarantee anything, but I have a funny feeling it's about as safe as it's going to get. Positively useless. I open the hole and I allow him to step in. I'm not going to throw. Arms still bound behind him,

leaps into the hole and twists his ankle a little bit. Like a swan. Fold it up. I'll actually carry both for now. I'll have Laudna on the back and the thing in the pocket, and the hole in the pocket.

Core Spire? Core Spire? Core Spire? We're going to Eshteross, right? Yeah. Yeah. Let's do it. Oh, I forgot my bag. Hold on. Orym pittlepats down into the cargo hold. Okay. And just wanders back amongst all the crates of stuff that the ship has been carrying.

And he, I check around to make sure that nobody's watching me at the moment. He pulls out the spyglass that he nicked off of Fearne after she nicked off of Xandas. He looks at it, spins it in his hand once, and then tucks it between two crates, which is the end of it poking out, just barely visible. Then he runs back to catch up with the group.

Hmm. Okay. Sorry. You all descend the outer staircase of the ship back onto the, I'd say, ground of the Skyport, but it is a short glance over the side to the infinite fall and tumble into the jungle and rocks below. The wind itself, just that cool afternoon breeze

blowing past, but at this height, it gives it discomfort for those who aren't as familiar with heights quite on this level. Is there a name on the back of the ship? Can I try to see if I can see if there's a name on the ship? The other ship that came in? Yeah, the other ship that came in.

You want to go around the, right now it's just facing the front, so you don't see from this perspective any sign, but if you want to try and move past through the Skyport to get a look, you can. Sure. Okay. So you leave the ship. You notice Zendis is approaching

what looks to be one of the wardens here, representative of the Skyport, and is talking to him, trying to give him instruction. Well, you know, we're arriving here under the behalf of Lord Aesteros, and making sure that these people who we left with them also came back. It's good, don't worry, we're arriving here under the behalf of Lord Eshteross and making sure that these people who we left with them also came back. It's good, don't worry, paperwork's all here.

He hands a pile of papers over and is just talking loudly while the person's going through. You can see this is, can't tell if Xandis is just naturally annoying to this person or this is some sort of a means of getting them to let them go without too much of a hassle.

You push past. You can see there are wardens inspecting the cargo coming off of the other ship. You see families gathering, coming off of it, discussing their plans, passing by. There's a heated argument between the port captain and the Traveler that heightens the tension in the air as you move past.

You can see numerous Simurghs circling overhead nearby as the various warden guardians are keeping watch over the city as the night creeps closer and closer. You can see one of them seems to perch on the edge of one of the rock formations that the Airy Spire is built upon, or the Skyport is built upon,

and it seems clutching one of its claws, what looks to be some sort of primate-like jungle creature that it then begins to feast on. Pull it within its woven jaws and stringy bits of sinew pulled through as it eats, and the warden atop it holding with one spear on its side, glancing over and keeping an eye on everyone else here in the port.

Make a perception check. I'd also like to make a perception check. I'm just looking for any other birds overhead. Indeed. Go for it. 21. It's right here. 21, you got it.

14. 14. I mean, there are many jungle birds and they make you nervous, but none that seem to be peaking your worry at the moment, at the very least. What do you mean? Do you not follow me?

Shedhead? I don't know. Okay. All right. You glance through the crowd, look over at the other ship. On one side, you do not see a name emblazoned or posted across the front. The other side, you do see a bit of painted text

that looks like it would be difficult to make out given the shadow and the way that the light is vanishing on the horizon and the bit of a reflection that's hitting the painted side of it, but you can get it at a right angle and read it. It is the Herald's Breath.

The Herald's Breath. We landed in the Aerie Spire? Yes. Where one lands. Mm-hmm. Gains resource. All right, I'll head back to the group. Okay.

All of you have gathered. It seems that the ship documents are still being looked through by the representative, but Zandis walks over to the rest of you as you gather up here in the center of the main dock spread here at the Skyport. Well, it has certainly been quite eventful.

You all seem to be fairly on the straight and narrow, if a little strange. I like it, front to back. So hey, hopefully we have a chance to do weird adventure and shit again in the future. Thank you for getting us there and back again. Appreciate it. And for saving our ass in the process.

Well, thank you for not getting my ship entirely blown away by ridiculous ideas and making me chase down all sorts of crazy shadows. So, appreciate it. Not sure in the beginning. You know, if you really want to upgrade the aesthetic of crazy shadows, so appreciate it. Not sure in the beginning. You know, if you really want to upgrade the aesthetic of your ship, you can invest in some more wood.

I book out pretty far in advance, but I'll consider it because we're close, we're tight. We've been in the foxhole together now. Look, I'm more than happy for anyone to update the ship. It doesn't really belong to me. I'm on the payroll of Lord Eshteross. So if I convince him to make some upgrades, then I'd be happy to have it taken care of.

I'll talk to him. Appreciate it. Are we supposed to tip this guy? I don't know. I've never been on an airship before. I think he's pretty well compensated. All right. They are pretty well compensated. Yep. Well, thank you.

No worries. Well, I'm going to go drink and sleep for two days. He marches off and back to the person, grabs the paperwork. Are we good, to be clear? Yeah, I'm jealous. That just sounds real nice right now. The associate, this half-elf there with the warden helmet on, goes,

Yes, I suppose so. Hands it up. Good day. He goes back, heads back up onto. Hands it up. Good day. He goes back, heads back up onto the ship to gather the rest of the crew. But the city is yours. What would you like to do? Head to the Core Spire as straight to, yeah.

Keeping our heads down and trying to get there as fast as possible. Finding a couple places to duck down and let a little air into the hole when possible. Okay, so six silver to take the gondola down to the Core Spire. I got it, I got it. Team playing sharing of coin.

Thank you, Chetney. No problem. That's such a kind gesture. Hey, Fearne. Yes? I've been meaning to ask you, can I get that coin back? What coin? The coin, I only had, well, I had two coins.

Orym lost one, and you took the other one. I didn't take anything. Oh boy. How do you deal with this? I'm going to quietly watch from the corner. The wheel is available to you. The wheel. Feel it out, FGH. I don't have it. Just let it happen.

Maybe you forgot, but I gave you a coin to flip when you were choosing which one of our friends to let live or die. That's right. You did give me a coin. When you played god for a second, it was the coin that helped you do it? Where did I? I just don't know where I put it.

If you need help, I can cast Locate Object. Yeah, give it a try. All right, I'll cast Locate Object. Okay. I'll just scan her up and down. Do you have the coin on you? Yes. It is very plainly glowing, muddled somewhere, and a tattered clump of fur

upon her head. Where is it? I just don't know where it is. What? I'll just grab it out. Oh, here it is. You?! I'll just grab it out. Oh, here it is. You must have just misplaced it. You know what? I didn't realize that was the one

that you were talking about, so. Oh, okay. I just, I think, I think we should melt it down or something. I don't like it. Because it was associated with? Yeah, I feel like that's a- Laudna's death.

Yes, I feel like that was. But it was also associated with Orym's life. I know. Two seconds. Take that coin. Well, I was just playing with you. I was eventually going to give it back to you. I just... When you take something from someone else,

just curious, does it make you feel good? Does your heart beat faster? Is it like a... I don't know if I feel anything. I think I just... Are you trying to feel something? No, I just like certain things. Like chasing a dragon or something?

I just like little shinies, and just carry them with me. But it doesn't make your heart beat faster? It doesn't make your pulse read? Maybe a little bit, because sometimes something could go wrong. So I guess I do like it. Okay.

It's the danger of something going wrong, though, that makes you. Yeah, of course. That edges you. Yeah, because you just don't know, you know? I think that's very common and normal. Yeah? Yeah. Do you? I don't know, you know? I think that's very common and normal. Yeah? Yeah.

Do you? I think that feeling is common and normal, yeah, but maybe chasing it all the time is not quite as common, but no judgment. No, no, I don't feel it. Just maybe of you being aware of it. Yeah. Maybe that's just good for you to be aware of,

that you know why you do things and how often you do them. Okay, I mean, I'll think on it for sure. Okay. Because maybe there's something deeper, I don't know. It sounds like there might be. Well, I'll think on it. We'll talk about it some other time.

We could have a session where we just sit and talk about it. You can talk about whatever you want. I'll just listen. Okay. I'm down for that. All right, great. Okay. Sorry I didn't give it to you right away. No, it's fine. I don't care.

I just wanted you to waste a spell. Sure, I'll mark it off. So much is being learned, and I have no idea by whom. Hey, Mojen. What? I don't want to give away your real. Okay. Mojen! That's the most interesting nickname

I've ever been. Well, look, some of us are just gifted in spontaneous creativity. I was thinking, you know how you get in people's heads? Right. Did you and Thule communicate like, mind to mind?

Yeah. And has she popped in your head since? No. Are you at all curious about sending her a? Oh, I thought about it, but then what if my thoughts are what attract her to that space and she just comes and kills all of us? Is that how that works?

I mean, I don't know what her abilities are. She could vamp anywhere she wants. Oh, she can? Maybe. Maybe she has that thing that the Tempest has. Maybe she can travel through trees. I don't know how this shit works. That's very true.

But you think she survived your . I mean, I don't think I'm that strong that I could just wipe her out with one blast. I'm pretty sure it's our constitutions that actually allowed us to survive. Weaker versions of ourselves would not have made it.

No way, no way. And she was pretty beat up at that point. Maybe she's dead. Maybe we got nothing to worry about. No, I know you don't believe that. I don't. I can send her a message. No, no. No, I know you don't believe that. I don't. I can send her a message. No, no.

No, no. I think your instincts are right. Mm-hmm. I'd rather send a message to Delilah, honestly. Fair, I was just curious. I think we hold off on that one. I've never known a problem to go away that easily, ever. We need. Gondola comes to rest on the base, ever. We need.

Gondola comes to rest at the base of the quartz spire. Thank you. I'm going to find a corner now that we're off to put air into the hole. I will have cast Calm Emotions on myself. Oh yeah, I forgot you had Swingin'. Mm.

Very calm about everything. Stepping off the gondola, the jungle birds have taken their nightly, loud squawk sessions as the daylight begins to fade and you can hear the various songs of the various aviary-like cacophony throughout the jungle. You guys. His head is on a swivel for anyone

watching, looking. Thank you. Are we being forced? I'm just staring at the windowed wall. 19. 19, okay. Heading to Eshteross's side, so. Yes! Okay. Quickly.

You make a beeline for his manor. You approach, the front door is closed. You knock. Okay. Mm. Yeah, yeah, yeah. What are you thinking, Orym? Well, she's looking for him, right?

And we don't know however present she is or not. Do we maybe want to? I can actually cast a spell to see if she's close. To see if she's here. Close? Yeah. Do you want me to? That or check with Eshteross, but better your idea first.

Knock on the damn door. I'm going to glance at the orb, too. Okay, the orb is still dark. There you go. I don't like the voice of third-level spell. There you go. Oh, so you don't want me to do it? Do it!

That orb would do about the same, right? You're right. If the ring is still where it was left. Who knows? Go, go, go. Oh, we're knocking. Boo, boo, boo. You knock on're knocking. Boof, boof, boof. You knock on the door. I appreciate the forward movement.

A few moments pass. No response. Uh-oh. Orym. You can see one of the upper windows of the estate. You glance up, and what you thought were slats, almost like a set of blinds, you can now see from this perspective, they're heavy boards boarded up from the inside.

Though the somewhat opaque and shadowed glass at this time of day makes it hard to see those sort of details. But you peek out and you see a slight bit of movement on one of them. A moment later, the door unlocks. On its own.

I'll push in and slide my head in and see if anyone's on the other side of it at the moment. Okay. You glance and look inside, and the house is dark. All the furniture and decor is where you recall it was, but there are no lights. I don't like this.

I put my head back out. It looks abandoned, but someone's upstairs. I saw him at the window. I jizzle out and I draw it across my forearm and cast it. I think if you could make a little bit of a call. Yeah, okay. I'm going to send to Eshteross. High fucking alert. Okay.

Are you home? Or are you taken? We're here. I was not certain if that was you. I'm upstairs. Stay where you are. This place is not meant to be traversed. You begin to hear the creaking of wood

from upstairs above the foyer of the entryway of the estate. Damn, we should have just gone in and gotten fucked up. Asteroid. It's a slow, arduous series of steps, and you begin to hear, you especially, with your keen ears and you as well, the sound of different shifting metals,

of chains being pulled, of doors being closed. Eventually, down the stairs, you see a hulking figure, robed, cane in hand, Eshteross. Down the stairs, to the bottom of the stairs. Goes ahead and reaches over into one of the small alcoves on the side of the wall and turns an orb. And as it does, these taut strings,

these cables that you saw across, different walkways, and each side all lacks, and just go to a bowing dangle. He moves around the middle of the room. all lax and just go to a bowing dangle. He moves around the middle of the room to the left-hand side, avoids the main walkway, heads over to the front door. My apologies. Evelyn, I have given some time off.

Follow me. Follow directly me. You watch him walk towards his study on the left and he avoids the center of each hallway and occasionally makes a shift around and is very carefully showing you a path to walk. To the rock. Love this little train.

He gives me some money, he can set it all back up, let us do a trial run. I love the goldbergs. He opens the study, opens the door, steps over something in the doorway. Wow. Moves around to the inside and goes ahead and moves a lever on the left

of the thick wall that leads into the interior. When he moves the lever downward, something clicks above and you glance up as you see. What you haven't noticed the entire time that you've been in this room is right above the entryway, there is a trapdoor. As soon as he does that, you hear the click of something. The trapdoor shifts upwards slightly.

Cool. Okay. Shifts upward. This would be a tough house to be in if you were a sleepwalker. Oh boy. You are not wrong. Thankfully, not an issue for me. Please step inside. We have much to talk about, I believe.

I also have to unwrap your gift. My gift? One second. I'm going to lay out the hole. Oh. We brought you something. Walks over, glances aside. Wonderful. Well done.

Well done, all of you. I'll go ahead and bring the lights down and do more of an interior setup for this here. Ooh, okay, okay. So the fireplace, he goes over and lights up for a moment and warms the chamber with additional light. Hmm. Well.

There are two ways we can go about this. We can deliver him to the Core Citadel, directly to the Wardens, or we could take him to the Shande chambers, directly to Mistress Sheshadri, who is the one who has been spearheading the investigation and has put up the funds for the bounty on his head. I leave that decision up to you.

Oh. All I ask is, at least if you go into Shashadri, say that we are friends of her cause. Are there any benefits or drawbacks to either option? Not necessarily. It just depends on whether or not you want to do it on the sly and be an anonymous donator of our package. Or bring a bit of pageantry to it,

which might bring some coin, but will also bring some eyes. Directly to the Citadel, coin, Shashadri, anonymous. No, opposite. Flip it. Reverse it. To the Citadel, it is anonymous. To Shashadri, coin.

Did you get that from? One more time. No. But the Shandai Quorum, that's fancy big people, right? That's important folk. It's the anonymous circle that runs the political structure of this city.

We might be able to lend, I don't know, Curry favor, and maybe they know someone who can help with Laudna. Do you? Have you done any research yet? Do you know? What you are asking for is an extremely rare and difficult ritual. The ability to bring someone back from the dead and difficult ritual.

The ability to bring someone back from the dead is a very lauded and sought after technique. Very few can perform this miracle, and those that do are very careful and meticulous with who they do it for. Otherwise, death would be merely an inconvenience. In my connections here, I do not have anyone who is capable of this, but I do have connections that can

possibly get you elsewhere, should you find someone who can. I have an old friend in the parlor of the Collective, get you elsewhere, should you find someone who can. I have an old friend in the parlor of the Collective in the Airy Spire, who owes me a long unclaimed favor. Her name is Minaya Toray. She is an overseer of the city spire slash treescapes and surrounding infrastructure. Her fierce sense of justice and strong connection to nature

make her a trustworthy ally in my younger days. I've already reached out to her somewhat, knowing that I may be interested in calling this debt inward. Just need to notify her of your intent to claim what we discussed. Understanding that time is of the essence when it comes to such rituals,

I fear that I, the Silver Sun may not be quick enough. What would the nature of this favor be? Translocation, I think. That's really helpful. It sounds like you said Overseer of the Treescapes? Parlor of the Collective. The Collective of Aerys Byer.

Manina, try Manina. Indeed. The, um. Manaya. The Parlors of the Collective is where many of the engineers and organizers of the townective is where many of the engineers and organizers of the town's layout preside, individuals that maintain the infrastructure of the city. That is where she works.

I recall they can absolutely get it done if you have three years to wait. True enough. So she can transport us somewhere in the world, maybe? Perhaps. Okay, that's good to know. We just need to have a destination. I'm feeling more and more like

you might be the answer to this. Well, thank you, that's good, but okay. That doesn't really help us right now, unless we need to get to your person or the Lila person. My apologies. No, no. I can keep looking, but... It's a huge help. Such miracles on short notice

are challenging for even the most powerful, and, well, I am not of the most influential of figures, obviously. At some point, we may need some sponsorships, so at the very least, we may ask you for some of that. Well, I am happy to do so. Beyond whatever bounty may be gathered, you have done me a great service

in helping close the loop of this individual. And with that, I have my own rewards for you as well. Oh! He turns around and heads back to his desk. Ginger snaps. Opens a lower sliding drawer. And TPKs you. Oh god, what?

Protonic mask. And TPKs you. Protonic mask. Reaches into the drawer, past the drawer, almost into the ground. Ooh. With that arm, pulls out a small iron-locked footlocker, almost. Lockbox. Lockbox, essentially, yes. Walks over with the cane still.

Turns the latch open and sets it down in front of this little side table by his large, heavy-backed chair. Looking inside, you can see it is just lined with platinum pieces. Ooh, fuck me. Lord Eshteross, we cannot possibly accept this. It's just not our nature.

By that, it's not the collective we. I can certainly accept this, and I think I can speak for almost everybody that I can definitely accept this, thank you. Very good, very good. We'll get some copper. It'll be fine. Okay. As for our gopher in the hole. Yeah.

Is subtlety better for us with the kind of eyes we have on us at the moment? I mean, don't we need all the help we can get? And the Shanday Quorum is the most powerful people in this town. But you're saying that'll bring eyes onto the situation. Doesn't necessarily mean bad eyes, it just means eyes. This is true, all eyes are bad eyes.

Anonymous doesn't feel quite as interesting as attention. Especially if we get to drop Eshteross a little goody good. That's true. We get to say he's on their side. But we'll find out who's corrupt or not. If it means finding someone who has connections, I think it's worth it.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, Anonymous gets us nothing on that front. Let's make some fucking noise. Make a big splash. Well, I'll make one last pitch, but I'll defer to the group. The people that I want to go to for help, I trust with my life.

The people in that circle, I don't know. I would want to talk to your people first, anyway. Well, we can. Your people, her people, his people said she's busy. Probably not anymore. Five days ago. Okay. Just a tree away.

Just a tree away. So what do you want to do? I still like the Shandé Quorum. I mean, I want to go to the Shandé Quorum, but are we going to reach out to the Tempest, voice of the Tempest again? First? We could see if she's available

and make our decision after that. Sure. You said your friend, with her favor, could possibly send us on our way? I believe so. She has been helpful many years ago in helping me traverse long distances quickly. Mm.

All right. But I'm not the authority. Just going with my gut. This tree thing, does she come to us, or do we go to her? Well, I guess it depends. Sounds like we have two options now. Either Eshteross' friend can send us, or she can come here.

Ooh, cool. If she's available. If she'll help us. Sean de Corum! Yeah, I mean. Yeah. Or do you want to send out a message first? That's fine. Yeah, yeah.

What do you do? All right. Do you want to do it or do you want to? Oh, why not? Sure. Yeah, I'll do it. Although she knows your voice. I'll do that. We're still waiting. We still need your help. Is your business finished?

I'm begging you. Orym is begging you. SAM and LAURA say, There is a bit of a concerning pause at first before she comes through once more. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I believe I'm nearly finished here. I'll see what I can do. I don't fully understand what's being asked,

but I'll try. Does she know how to bring someone back? If she can't, she knows people who can. But I don't want to be too late, so if we need to jump on a different path, then we should just do it. She's not so righteous that she would turn us down. No.

No. Um. I haven't really trotted this out before, I haven't really trotted this out before, but when I lost my family on that day, we tried to save my husband and my father, my father-in-law, And something, it didn't work. Didn't work.

Something about the nature of what they did when they struck. Didn't work. But I- It's the same people. I know. But I'm telling you, the connection between the Tempest and these people in Whitestone, I don't know, maybe there's someone here who can help, but

Laudna was born and reborn over there, so it's the best idea I got. Okay. Something about how they killed those folk, they couldn't be brought back. But we, was that the sort of magic that they used or tried to use to bring Will?

Will and my father were cut down and something about the nature of their... Was it the same spell that I used and Fearne used to bring them back that failed, or was it a different magic? I don't know what you do, Letters. Was it quickly after their? Yeah, pretty soon after.

And it didn't work? No. Okay. But I didn't see Fool on the ground that day. I saw... Others. Others, like the shadows she had with her. Masked up, dark, clad.

Well, yeah, I mean, we just keep trying. Do you want to do something now, here? Yeah. I don't want to wait. Let's drop the problem off. See what kind of noise it makes, find ourselves somewhere to sleep tonight. Can we keep Laudna's body here? There are fewer safer places in the city for her to be.

Thank you. Of course. Before we do, I know it's uncomfortable, but this is the best road to getting her back. I know it's uncomfortable, but this is the best road to getting her back. I'm sure she has stuff that we could use. Give it back to her later. It'll be funny.

She'll laugh. Yeah. Yep. Take it, take it. I mean, I don't like any of this, but I'll take her Pearl of Power. It's a conversation, right? All righty.

I will take that vial from around her neck. Okay. Grab the immovable rod. Okay. Is there anything else worthwhile other than her personal effects? I think that's all. That's what Marisha. That's what Marisha. Yeah, okay. Okay. If anything else comes up,

we can discuss it as it comes up. You scooped up pate. Oh yeah, I have pate. I didn't take sashimi, but I took pate. Like the OG. Well. If indeed Otohan is after you, do we know to what lengths she will go

and what they'll call? I think great lengths. Yeah. What is it they're seeking? Imogen. Great lengths. Yeah. What is it they're seeking? Image it. Not necessarily. Well, maybe not just you, but certainly you. It almost feels like they're trying to...

They're trying to open a gateway, or a cage cage or something. We looked at Ruidus through a very strong telescope and saw what looked like a magical net surrounding it, either keeping something out or keeping something in. Orym and I both saw, on the surface, a city. Whatever it is, they are strongly connected to its power.

It feels like they're trying to release it. The callers? Yes, fool, yes. As well as some powerful figures. Someone from the Cerberus Assembly in Wildemount. You watch the eyes of your orcish patron open with a look of realization, and the first real bit of fear glimmering at the back of his stare

as he sinks into the chair. Okay, they're smuggling that green stuff. Show them. Really? Sure. All of it? Just show them. Fuck. Give it to them. I dive into the hole, I grab one of the vials,

and I grab our case. Put one of the potions down, and then I open the box. Because I've gone a little too far at this point, I've seen these vials before in Janna Hexum's house, moving through for quite a while. Well, if indeed the Silver's assemblies of Wildemount are involved, then this is far more Well, if indeed the Severus Assemblies

of Wildemount are involved, then this is far more dangled and dangerous than I had initially imagined. I don't wish to push you any further or involve you in things that may bring about further loss, so. Yeah, we're involved. We're being hunted and are going to be murdered. It's pretty involved.

And we're truth seekers. We're seeking the truth. Thank you. Whatever Thule's been doing is a long time in the making, years, years and years. And anyone in the Grim Verity, anyone who is pulling at the string on this thing and trying to figure out what Ruidus is,

earning up debt like the Loomis twins. I think all of us are in too deep to pull out now. Good god. Fuck you, Laura Bailey. Good god. Fuck you, Laura Bailey. Come on. Wow. Fucking Beavis and Byrne. Yeah.

I think we're a team to pull out. Shut up, Beavis. No, but seriously. Yeah, yeah, ruin his fire. I want nothing more than to destroy her. Yeah, you can. Disturb. Just...

It's her job. I feel them. I cannot help but feel a vein of guilt that I have made you so much more gray. Goddamn it! So fart in the elevator. Snow escaped, you just got to wait it out.

Oh, you were so close. You were so close. Oh, it was so dramatic and lovely. Oh. SAM and LAURA laugh. I'm sorry. Well, if this so-called Legend of the Peaks seeks to find me, she will. I will not run. And there is no safer place than my home. I spent many, many years preparing for just this.

As for Hexum, her wealth, her collection, has been rumored to be growing these past years, which is odd for an openly retired spinster such as her sitting on a stagnant fortune. Well. While I have my curiosity certainly piqued, I fear my influence is quite meager when compared to the growing scale of these happenings.

But should you be inclined to continue to follow this Ruedas mystery, you have whatever support I can give you. This is more than simple local politics. This is... This is Exandrian wine. Just need to get our friend back. Mm-hmm.

It's Exandrian wine. Wine. Exandrian wine, I see. Well. Let's see. Indeed, one thing at a time. Do you have any, oh, sorry. No, go on.

Do you have any leftover baked goods? Maybe like your ginger snap cookies or something? I have a batch, but they're probably quite stale. I have not cooked with the expectation of guests in some time. That's okay. Just, can you keep some with Laudna in case she wakes up and gets hungry because she loves your baked goods so much? Okay, just can you keep some with Laudna

in case she wakes up and gets hungry because she loves your baked goods so much? Just in case. A smile creeps across his bearded, orcish lips and he nods from behind his glasses. I think I can arrange a fresh batch for the morning, both for her and for you, wherever you're off to.

Yes. And if we do go to the Quorum, who are we meeting there again? Or how do we gain entry? Mr. Shashadri? Mr. Solana Shashadri, and you may... You may say you speak on my behalf as an emissary of good standing and allyship.

Which spire is that? It's the fire. Oh, there's the fire. Nope, sorry, that was Manilia. Yeah, it's the very top of the forest spire. It's actually where the ballroom, the ball took place, is the larger structure there beyond that. There it is, yes.

I'm going to shush Roger. We saw her at the ball. You did. Yeah. Cool. Lord, that was a lot. Okay. You don't happen to have any health potions on you. We got fucked up before we left,

just before we venture out. I don't know if you had anything in stock. That's my order, yes. By the way, the cookies are a good idea because it'll smell like you're comfortable at home. We pulled up, it looked a little cold and dark. If you are trying to entice someone into a trap, maybe work on that.

Oh, I don't want to challenge people to come find me. If they're coming, they will. Just to warn you, fast, just very fast. Duplicates, shadow duplicates, very fast. She can bring forth... Copies? Something. They didn't look like copies of her. She had something on her back, too.

I mean, I don't hope she comes in here, but if she does, strike her in the back, destroy that thing. And she doesn't need to seem to walk to travel, so if a lot of your traps, she can just sort of skip over. Hops around a lot. A lot of your traps, you can just skip over.

Hops around a lot. I will make some arrangements tonight. Jesus. As to your request. He walks over to the far corner of the room and reaches underneath the chair at the desk and pulls out from under it what looks to be a potion vial that had been attached

to the bottom of the chair. John wicked out. Gives it over to you. Thank you. It's a greater potion of healing. Ooh. Whoa. He can never find his remote. That is, there is the trade-off.

It is. I put Velcro on all of my people. That's what I put on my shoes in the morning. Celeste Wing, somewhere in these boxes, somewhere there's a list of what's in these boxes, in one of these boxes. Oh. Well.

Good luck. Thank you. Let me know how it goes. I will shadow duplicate. We'll be back for our friends soon. Fair enough. Okay. Could we have attuned to the items while we were there?

If you'd like to take a short rest and do so, you can, yeah. Yeah. Okay. I'm just going to stare. and do so, you can, yeah. Yeah. Okay. I'm just going to stare. It's so sad, this vial. So sad. No, you put your own blood in it, but when the attunement ends, it turns to ash. So I took what I thought was a vial of blood off of Laudna's neck, and it was just a vial of ash.

Oh! That's real sad. It's really sad. That is really sad. I have to dump it out so you can put yours in there? I'm just going to put mine into it anyway. Just eat it. Yeah. All right. Did we get a sense of

how much platinum was in that box? You have a pretty high passive perception. At a quick glance, it probably looks somewhere in the neighborhood of close to 700, 800. Damn! Yep. 700 or 800 platinum. 700 or 800 platinum?

Yeah. Wait. Jeez. 8,000 gold. That's a lot. That's a lot of gold. It's not 13,000! He says to Noah. Well, the hole is still open unless you've closed it.

I have not closed the hole. Now we capitalize on Treshi, we make it an even 20. This is how you run a business. We're going to turn him into Shoshanna and we'll get another bounty. Shoshandre. Better be more than 13,000. Orana Shoshandre. Shashandri. Better be more than 13,000. Arana of Shashandri.

Ha-rah-rah-ha-rah. It's just got to be more than, I can math, five? Fine, it's fine, we're fine. All right. So with your compatriot's body currently under guard in one of the most dangerous funhouses of bladed death you can find this side of Exandria, what would you wish to do now?

Take our hole and... Where do you want to put it? Just spread it open. Just spread it open on them. Yeah. Yeah. Oh my god. Take our hole and show it off to all these strangers.

But I do think we should hide, we should get that residuum out of the hole before we bring it over there, because... Oh, anything that we can put on it? I don't want our mon to even have access to it, but I don't want them to see it if we open it up. No, we don't know who's complicit. Yeah. Okay.

So you leave the case here, or what do you do with the... I trust it. Well, it's a bag. Yeah. It's not a case anymore. That's true, yeah. Oh, we put it in a lead box. You have a lead box in there, so it doesn Well, it's a bag. Yeah. It's not a case anymore. That's true, yeah. Oh, we put it in a lead box. You have a lead box in there, so it doesn't... You can put that in me.

And we're not going to want to show that to anybody for any reason. I can carry it. No. I swear to you, I will. I swear. Just put it in my body. You won't dissolve. Listen, you all know

I'm holding it. Because my acid won't do it, and also it probably won't get that far deep. Yeah, but you'll just be tonguing it the whole time. I won't be tonguing it. My tongue only goes out this way. It doesn't go back down. We should give you an update.

A tonguer? Ah. Lead box. Ah. I don't like anything about that. You really won't fuck? It really won't do anything? Uh-uh. You really won't fuck, it really won't do anything? Uh-uh.

You really won't fuck it? Oh, well, well, I don't know. You know, I'm perfectly content to, I mean, we could just keep everything in the hole and once, before we get there, just pull them out of the hole right before we, you can't talk about it, you've ruined it. Shit. No, that's fine. All right.

Because we always got those fucking potions in there. Actually, if we want to separate those out. Yeah, that's right. Let's hand all those out really quickly. We had a few of those potions. Yeah, we already passed them out. Everybody gets one. There was two left in the hole. But we can take those out and leave those with fucking hell.

Possibility? Yes. Potion of Possibility. Yes, Potion of Possibility. Everyone's got one. Did it? Yes, potion of possibility. Yes, potion of possibility. Everyone's got one. Someone has had that. Did they? Well, you should add it now, boy. No! Yeah, so how about...

Oh, there it is. I'll take Laudna's. Okay. And then you want to take another one? I'll take... Sure, I'll take... Just for to have. I will carry a second potion of possibility. Actually, do I have a Potion of Possibility?

Yeah, everybody's got one. FCG should have two, maybe. It's good that I have an extra because then I can throw it in the hole. Oh, FCG should have two? FCG said the healer should have two, in my opinion. Oh. Okay, then.

That's cool, personally. So then I will not take it. Yeah, you're the meanest, luckiest motherfucker. I have two, one for Laudna. I don't know how I'm making you any more lucky. I will destroy all magic items. Yeah, you're the meanest, luckiest motherfucker. I have two, one for Laudna. Oh no. I'm not making you any more lucky.

Okay, great. I will destroy all magic items. I figured. And then you have the residuum. Yeah, sure. And everything else is just like... Weird shit. Yeah, random shit. Okay. Okay.

With what you have, you pull up the You pull up the hole. TNT. You head back out into the night of Jrusar. Climbing up the familiar spiral street towards the top of the Core Spire, you pass by the wealthier homesteads that line the head to the street of this central, wider, rising rock pillar of the city. Past the numerous people

that are finishing out their day's business, past the clusters of sill goats that are loudly clacking on the stone as they pull up carts of materials. Eventually, past the initial gates that lead into the courtyard, to where beyond that, you see the large marble, white structure and series of halls

and domes that make up the Chande Chambers. As you begin to approach immediately, a cluster of wardens, seeing you stepping into the front portion of the courtyard, begin to approach a cluster of wardens, seeing you stepping into the front portion of the courtyard, begin to approach. A cluster of four of them begin to walk, hands on the side of their sheathed weapons. One of them looks up from underneath his helmed self,

the signature scarf of the warden there across his neck. Hi, who goes there? I guess we should pull him out. No, we're here to see somebody, right? We're here to see Mistress Olana Shashadre. Alana or Rana? Or Lana. Or Lana. Or Lana.

Or Lana. We come with tidings. Secret. Tidings from Lord Eshteross. Wait here, I will inquire. Walks back a bit, while the other guards keep an eye. They're not getting too close. They're keeping a good 15-foot distance, against all the side. They're all reading you and talking amongst themselves

and ensuring that nobody makes any aggressive maneuvers. A short time later, the guard returns. The warden looks over. Mistress is curious as to what your business is, being secret or not. She is a busy woman. She'll want this. Oh boy.

In his head, he hears, we have her bounty. Ooh. They look at each other. Come with me. The guards turn around. Nice! That's slick! And start walking back towards the entrance of the chambers.

Other guards you see doing rounds and taking watches around the massive courtyard and the surrounding grounds of the, this is now the peak of the spire, overlooking now the heavily misted and moonlit jungle that surrounds the city. Stepping up to it, the guards bring you towards a gate to the right, not the main open area

where the ball took place earlier, a number of weeks before, but a side chamber and asks you to wait. As you stand out there, the white light of Catha casting this rim light against the surrounding bushes and small trees. You think to yourselves for a bit in the silence, you can hear the sound of crickets

clacking through the stillness of the night, the occasional wind blowing through before a door opens and you see emerging the familiar sight of Mistress Rolana Shashadri, long hair streaked with gray, wrapped up in an elegant twisted bun, wearing what looks to be comfortable,

if very, very nice and flowing, purplish evening gown-like robes that have a silver beaded accent to the front and drifting off the back trail of the train. He steps forward along with the guards. I have been informed that you have come to complete my bounty. That is right.

Show me. Here? Yeah. Yeah, do you want to do this in private or quarters somewhere? There are many people who come saying they are claiming some sort of interests of mine. I do not lead them into my private chambers without any sort of sign of proof or assurance.

We're going on the ground. All right, here we go. It's not a bad idea to make it a bit of a show. We're going on the ground. All right, here we go. It's not a bad idea to make it a bit of a show. We're going to show her our hole. Hop down into the hole? Well, you can just let her look in. Oh, well, I was just going to arch him up. Evian jumps in, then holds up.

Treshi's like. She looks over. Hmm. Hello, Amon. Mistress, hello. I'm impressed. And you all seem a bit familiar. We saw you at a party.

Mm-hmm. Indeed. Rogue agents, mercenaries. Truthseekers. Thank you. Lord Eshteross sends his regards. This makes more sense to me now. Very well. Would you like your bounty now or in the morrow?

Hmm. We couldn't possibly accept. Now would be, I think, preferable. Also, we do have some questions because we are actually trying to collect a few favors, which might be more interesting than platinum, gold, or anything like that. Favors are good, but we also have more to share

than just this simple bitch. We've seen some stuff. It might go further for you than you anticipated. Take him inside. We'll deliver him to the Citadel in the morning, but for now, you know where to put him. The guards reach over and grab Armaud and pick him up and you can see his head

kind of sunken, sullen, but he's not fighting, he's not bickering, he's not saying much. He's just resigned to his fate and is dragged off back into the chambers directly. I'll never forget you. He was fun. Kelmy looks at the other guards.

They walk a bit away, but they still keep an eye at the perimeter, just out of earshot. Tell me, what favors and what information are you speaking of? I think we're only comfortable sharing this because Lord Ashtoreoss seems to trust you. But one of our friends fell in the line of this service. I'm sorry to hear that.

Yeah, our immediate interest is in restoring her to life somehow. So at the end of all this, we're going to ask you if you know anyone who could help us with that. But before, we're going to share some of this information, right? Everything? The whole download? Can we trust this person?

We can trust this person. Eshteross does, maybe. I mean, I think it's a little 10 for 10. Do some, give some info? I mean, I think it's a little tit for tat. Do some, give some info? Mm-hmm. See how she reacts? Yeah, like dropping the name, The Nightmare King.

Oh shit. It's already happened. Are you familiar with this nom de plume? I have heard of it before, yes, though I am not directly familiar. What are you called, by the way? We're Bells Hells. Bells Hells. Very well.

Well, I am disappointed by my two other hires who did not do as good a job as you did, of course. What hires would that be? Yeah, no, this is interesting. Oh wait, we know one of them. Well, she was with us for a second. Oh. Oh!

Artana? Artana Fogh? Indeed. Yeah, we ran into her down there. Yeah, we crossed paths. She was actually, just so you know, she did a great job. That's true. She got real close. We were just one step ahead of her,

but she did a really good job and you should probably praise her for her efforts. I'll be happy to tell her and give her payment in words for the nearly good job that she did, but I appreciate the candor. That was one. You said there was a second? I had many individuals keeping an eye out, yes.

Nevertheless, this is a good sign. Perhaps there are future things we could do together. Now, this Nightmare King you speak of, I know of his involvement during the Apex War. Was kind of a figure for hire. Initially playing both sides before aligning briefly with the Stratos throne and then went missing. Why do you bring them up now?

He's around. Still seems to be a floating free agent. Well, he was working with Treshi. Trying to stir up trouble, make an excuse to bring forces into the town. Your big tower explosion? That was him. Just him. 100% him.

His fault. Yep. He just, I can't believe he would do such a thing. Missing kids. And now he's partnered with some other folks from across the seas. Do you know anything about Otohan Full? Paragon's call. Very much so.

We've had a few meetings here in recent months. With Otohan, first off? At Treshi's behest. Ah. Oh shit. Has she been around lately? Not since the last meeting with the Baragon here for the ball.

Have they sunk in any roots? No. Insatiate. Make an insight check. Ooh, nice. Nice burn. We know that tale. Oh. 13.

That's better than 10. You know, she keeps a very hard exterior in the words she chooses carefully as befitting a politician of much experience. But you get the sense she's not necessarily lying. Kind of hard to read, you know, but she looks to you for a minute, looks across at the rest of you.

The Paragon's Call's interests here were put on a halt when Treshi's deception was discovered. So they have no roots at the moment. I wouldn't make ties with them. Fair enough. Then Ira, the Nightmare King, he's got his own thing going on and it does not look good.

I'd heard this name mentioned when there was interrogations surrounding Lady Emoth. Correct? Mm-hmm. Yeah, he was with her, and I was with Perron's call, and the Cerberus Assembly, and they're all working towards something super, super big and gross.

There we go. Set the sequence. Do you have proof of this? Get that brain. Huh? Get that brain. Is proof of this? Proof of what? That the Cerberus Assembly is involved? Yes, this is quite an accusation.

Is it a paved ground that we're on, or is there any loose dirt or rocks? It's a paved ground that you're on. Not really paved, but like, you know, like stones and gravel, but you're not far from a garden area if you need open dirt. So I take out a little pouch

that's got a little sawdust in it, just to always remind me of what's important. I sprinkle it on the ground, like sand. I'm like, they were transporting a lot of these crates that had this symbol on it, and I draw the spires. That is indeed their symbol. If that was not the Perry Mason, I'd have a moment I was hoping for. Would you like me to make this a little easier?

I open the hole again. This is now what I do. This is who I am now. And I actually have one of the crates in there. Hey! Oh fuck! I'm out here waiting. Well, you have the wooden crate. It's got the symbol on it.

The black crate. Special black box. Do we still have the special black box? No, Chetney threw it down a tunnel. Yep. Oh, you motherfucker. It's got the symbol on it. The black crate. Special black box. Do we show the special black box? No, Chetney threw it down a tunnel. Yep. Oh, you motherfucker. I did? Yeah. I can hardly, I throw things all the time and shit. Oh yeah, this is a whole different one.

There's a lot of shit moving around. The proof is in the absence of proof. You see, we threw away the proof because we knew how important this information was. Of course, I... do not follow this at all. Don't we have anything? Did she make a mark on you?

Did she say a word that only you know? The orb, can we scry? I have, we do have. Maybe more important would be to consider that there's really no reason for us to make this up. There's a fair amount of trust that's being established here and perhaps just keeping it under consideration is all that we would ask.

It doesn't have to reveal anything. Even if you take it with a massive grain of salt, I would start thinking about them. But you shouldn't. Because salt is very bad for you. I am taking all of this under curious advice. We can describe the man we saw.

We can show you an image of him. Oh yeah. Mm-hmm. How? Do one of us have minor illusions? Can you show an image of the man we saw? I mean, do you want an exact image or do you want me to give my artist's rendition? An exact image. What if all of your

minor illusions were caricatures? They are. Which man did you see? Wait, did we see Ludinus or not? You did not see Ludinus. No, we did. We did. We saw an old man in robes. You were like, he was standing next to Thul.

Was that from afar? I think you're right. We did. They were walking together. We saw a man walking with Thul. They were very far away. Then. Because it was before the race, right? Yeah, he was up on the crawler with her. Well.

And you knew. I've heard, maybe heard the name. I wouldn't recognize the man if I saw him. Correct. So we didn't see him. I think we're remembering the description of Fjull's meeting in the Feywild with him. No, no, no, there was an old man with her. We did see someone with her at the run, at the race,

but I think we were far. I don't think it was. The woman, Otohan, was referring to? If I recall, there was a distance there. Yeah, we just saw their silhouettes on a platform. I will tell you that the individual you're talking about was not present in Vassaras at the time.

So may have been another figure. I think it might have been Ratanish. talking about was not present in Vassaras at the time. So may have been another figure. I think it might have been Rutanish. Might have been Rutanish. Yeah, that's what I had written. And it wouldn't have meant anything. That's my way of recognizing it. Well, then we can't prove it. But we saw their boxes, and there was all sorts of-

Their evil boxes. Unique items in there. There was potions and powders and drugs and all sorts of stuff. Green powder. There is no love or trust for the Assembly. They are a necessary evil in a world that is beset by all sorts of moral entanglements,

but the city's quorum does not have dealings with them beyond passing political distant respect. I appreciate that you are telling me this and I will keep this in mind, but without proof, there is little I can do. And respectfully, little I can do.

And respectfully, little I can believe. Now, you have done a great job in bringing this criminal and traitor to the city and the various Mahaan houses to us. And for that, the bounty shall be yours. She turns and begins to walk back into the chambers. to us, and for that, the bounty shall be yours. She turns and begins to walk back into the chambers. Should we follow or stay? The hand goes up, as if to tell you to stay. That's the universal signal for follow. I think this may also be someone that we talk to

if we need to get some credentials, if we're going to use your rep. We really don't have any. Can we keep eyes on rooftops, windows, doorways? Make a perception check. We're getting fucked. All right, rep. 5. 17 for me.

Orym's always lucky. Okay. I have a ring that Tresh try to show you more once. Glancing around, you do see the number of Wilders, the Wardens, that are keeping an eye. Probably about seven or eight of them that are in immediate proximity now.

Others that have walked out of the structure just to keep a standard front. You do also see along the rooftops, at least visually, four other individuals with long-range weaponry that are just keeping an eye. And she walked off out of you? Yeah.

So we call your people in the morning? Is that the plan? Well, we haven't asked her for that. She knows anyone. Yeah, and the other favor that Eshteross was talking about was Minaya Trey at the treescapes. She could just help us travel. Who can take us somewhere.

She could help us, yeah. Make sure we can get back. Oh. Yeah, but we don't need Orlana Shashadri for that, right? Uh-uh. Mistress Shashadri returns a short time later with two guards that are both carrying

opposite ends of a large chest. It's a two-person chest. They drop it on the ground. It is locked. She hands over a key to whoever wishes to take it. I don't care. Sorry. is locked. She hands over a key to whoever wishes to take it. I'm sorry. The bounty is yours. Thank you so much.

Well, I mean, I think we would gladly trade whatever's in this box for a shot at getting our friend back. If you know anybody or any holy person or magic user who has access to that sort of power. I do not deal in divine favors or miracles, but gold can get you quite a many of them,

if you know what to look. You've been paid well. I have things to attend to. I'm a busy woman. Oh, thank you. Are you excited for the Apogee Solstice? I'm not certain what that is. Insight check.

Both of you make insight checks. Well done. Boy. What'd you get? 17. I mean, I got an 18, but is that enough? I'm still not doing one count. Ooh, you get a whisper. Whispers. Give me the sheet, give me the sheet.

Give me the sheet. The sheet? Oh, no, he's giving it to Travis. Wait, he got a 17, I got an 18, that's better. Why do I get a 17? Because you have to read the sheet. I got nothing to read. These whispers brought to you by WizKids Managers.

Build your own collection of fantastic Critical Role minis by WizKids, available at wizkids.io slash Sierra. We're not supposed to read that. This is why you can't, no! This is why you can't. I like WizKids, I have a lot of their miniatures. That's supposed to be, they sponsor our battle cam.

Is this a battle? It's turning into one. This battle is brought to you by WizKids. So you don't So you've never heard of the Apogee solstice? I've heard of solstices, yes, but I do not know what an Apogee solstice is. Oh. Okay.

She's lying. She's lying! It's her! Take it! No, it's fine. We're fine. We're good. Okay. Regardless. I know you're busy, and I flip her a wooden coin that has the little Bell's Hell symbol.

I made up. You made up that symbol? I haven't even shown it to anyone yet. That's so good! Do I need your fucking approval for my artistic interpretation? Yes, you definitely do need my artistic approval. Is it exactly as we described it?

What did you do? It's legally distinct. It may already be a copyrighted trademark, just so you know, so don't get dangerous. It would do you well not to flick foreign things at finer women. Yeah, I apologize. Good night.

One more thing. She turns around. Are all of the guys like, oh fuck. Oh yeah. Sorry! Sorry! Mistress, I had one more thing I was going to ask. You can keep asking, she's walking away.

Do you do any dealings with the Seelie Corps? She doesn't seem to respond. Just keeps on talking. Okay, okay, okay. You try. Well, we got a bunch of more. All right, let's put the big, giant boxer coin in our hole in there. Actually, just to double check that it's okay,

let's put it in the hole and then you can open it. I was just going to trap it for it. Trap it? Check it for traps real quick. Sure, roll an investigation check. Is she going to blow us up in her lobby? Natural 20. Oh! Slick for a total of? Investigation, 25.

25. It is de-bleached. No, it's not trapped at all. It's just locked. Investigation's robbed! I'll take the key and just peek. No, wait, let's look at it. Just peek it. Yeah, it's fine. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's pretty cool. It is filled with gold pieces and platinum pieces scattered about with a smattering of silver, but no copper in there. It's quite a large amount. Copper's an insight. Oh shit. So much shiny.

Let's put in the pit. Just put in the pit. I just put my hand in and grab a cup of coffee, shut the door in. Okay. Don't let me see that shit. I'm allowing it. For the purposes of bookkeeping,

amongst the coins, it roughly comes to about 12,000 gold pieces. 12,000 gold pieces. 12,000 plus the 8,000 from Eshteross? 7,000. Seven to 8,000. Seven to eight, yeah. Seven to 800 platinum.

Oh yeah, I see what you're saying. Sorry. So who's keeping track of our money? Right behind you. I think once we figure out how much it is, we'll just immediately divide it up. And then keep a little extra for the pot? Oh, yeah.

We're sitting on at most 20-ish. Okay. We could buy a pretty good used car. He's snazzy. In this economy? Yeah. Out. Too real.

Yeah, I'm... What have we got left to do I'm pushing through. Too real. Yeah, I'm... What have we got left to do other than find a safe-ish place to sleep, drink, get a meal, chill the living fuck out? Chill out? We can't chill out. We got to keep going. We got to push as hard as we can.

We only have a few days. What time, where are we at in the day? This is in the evening now. This is, after all the travel, I'm saying this is probably close to 9 o'clock, 9.30 in the evening. If we round down a little bit, because it's between eight and seven, seven and eight,

then it's 2850 gold to each person. 2,850 gold to each person. That's also getting Laudna. That's including Laudna in the pot. I'm just going to add that 2,850. I mean, also take me out of the equation. I don't care any money. Oh, hold on. I'll take your 2,850. No, no, no, no, no.

Jesus. Wait. Oh, Jesus. Wait. What's the matter, man? Ooh, 3-3-3-3. We all get 3-3-3-3. I'll keep a separate 3-3-3-3 for Laudna. Before the 2850, it's now 3-3-3-3. It's the tax bill of the beast.

3-3-3-3? Yeah. It's the tax bill of the beast. Three, three, three, three. Yeah. Tax bill of the beast, yeah. Yeah, that goes for that. I'm trying, man. Oh, that's right. All right, so it's nighttime. It is. We can't stay with Eshteross.

This place is trapped to fuck. We would go to one of our old haunts. Yep, all of us carrying a small fortune in our pockets. I mean, we can keep them in the hole if we so desire. It's pretty safe. Look in your head if we're going to do that. I'd like that. Mm-hmm.

Then we could watch you guys dream. Well, we were going to see if Imogen could find anything else in there. Yeah. We could also stay in the Ares Spire if we wanted to get closer to Minya and Trey. If we wanted to not stay at a familiar haunt. That actually might be a surprisingly good idea. Surprisingly.

Well, you know. I know it gets harder to come up with good ideas the closer you get to death. What's your name? Well, the Aerie Spire doesn't. Just about our time. There isn't necessarily a public inn within the Aerie Spire. The Core Spire, technically, would be the closest one.

What's something fancy where they would get in a lot of trouble if someone were attacked there? The Core Spire? I was about to say, I'm in Bostrus. Let me switch to another city. There we go. Why am I not finding anything? Like, it's a Fire by Fire.

It's a weary way. Mm-hmm. Let's see. We've got... The Herald's Feast Tavern, but the Fire by Fire technically is nicer. Fire by Fire. Fire by Fire. The classic.

We've got a keychain for it. Let's fucking wait out there. Fire by Fire fire is. All righty. Returning down from the peak of the central spire, you come to the familiar interior, the warm, burning hearth, and all the torches that are crackling on the exterior,

the interior candles and other lanterns that give that ever fluctuating warm glow to the welcoming inside of this tavern. There you see Isshir, the Qatari, with the orange-brown fur and the dark mane looking at it as you enter. Hi! It's been some time. Welcome back.

Welcome back. Good to be back. Everyone looking for rooms, then, I suppose? Oh yes, please. All right. Very nice rooms, very safe, nice, quiet rooms. One each, or are you sharing? We should probably at least two at a time. Yeah, yeah, yeah. All right. Three rooms. Three rooms.

One and a half gold, please, for the night. I'm just going to put two gold down. Actually, this is worse. I'm going to put five gold down, just to... So we can make international phone calls from the roof. Wi-Fi's incorporated. Just a reminder that we're good customers and we'd like to come back. Indeed.

Your generosity is very remembered, and I appreciate it. May even send some cheap wine up your way before the night is done. As long as it's really cheap. Of course. Here are your keys. Please, feel free to come and eat if you like as well. Oh yeah, that's going to happen. Thank you.

All right. Well, the evening is yours. The rooms are yours. If you wish to eat and rest for the night to bring into the following morning, we can do that. Unless you have other business to attend to before the night is done. Food. I will have a little bit of drink if we're going to do this.

I'll have a little bit of drink before we do this, and then let's pick a room. Okay. We're going to snoop into your brain? Yeah. There's a lot of holes in there. Okay. All right, let's give it a try now. Ashton, you need to tell us how deep you want us to go

because it could be dangerous. Is there some sort of way to tap out if it's going? Yeah, one of y'all hit my shoulder if he starts bleeding from his nose. Anywhere else, the host spy. Oh, I'm putting that shit all the way down here. But things start looking. Are you detecting thoughts?

Am I doing this with you? Yeah, we should do it together. Things start looking a little weird in here. Please hold me. What is that? Define weird. Yeah. If it starts giving off more of its own light than it normally does, if it starts sparking

or doing any of its weird shit that it does. Okay. Your head's already a nightclub. It does do weird shit when you sleep. So just hold me down if you have to. As we cast this, I want you to think of what you remember from being at her house. All right.

As much as you can. We'll drift into those thoughts. Well, I remember the group of us, the group of us were making our way broken into the first floor. We were making our way. I know. Never live that down. We're making our way broken into the first floor. We were making our way. I don't know.

Never live that down. Making our way upstairs. Zeeland had opened the door, gotten through the first set of locks. Sally was heading forth, heading first out, and we got into the room, and I remember seeing a solid flash.

I saw one of those crates. I remember being thrown through a window. I remember everyone panicking. What happened before you were thrown through the window? You saw the crate. What happened between there? We were in and we got caught. I, uh, I, uh, I, I, um... We were in, and we got caught. You both start pushing into that space. I'm also going to Guide myself.

Okay, I'd like you both to roll a d20, add your spell modifier. Guidance on Imogen. Oh, nice. Thank you. Okay. Layers on layers on layers on layers. Plus spellcasting modifier? Mm-hmm. 23 here.

20 for me. 20, okay. Pushing through, you see the imagery from Ashton's point of view. You can feel the weight of the hammer in one hand as it's pulled behind, the care and stepping through quietly. You flash to that moment as Ashton's trying

to recall what happened, and you see the crates. You see two of them underneath a blanket pulled aside. Same shape, same make, same markings, though different places. You see one of them open. You see Ashton holding a crystal vial in his hand, the same ones that you've recovered. Right as you see the ground begin to glow

a bright red-orange, Ashton glances down and you see these runic sigils begin to appear around it before this high-pitched whine begins to streak through and a detonation that flashes to white. There's just a gap. Then the next thing you see as the white begins to fade back to color is a glance up at the sky,

stars, and a balcony falling away to darkness. All right, we've seen that before. Mm-hmm. He said there was time missing at her house. You spent time there? Just a white flash that was falling out the balcony.

It doesn't add up. Then there was the trip home, and there was whatever happened. This is a lot. I don't know how any of it happened. I keep trying to think about what happened happened and it's just so jumbled. Can we see anything before he woke up with Milo? I'd like you both to roll again to push further into the gaps in Ashton's mind.

Guidance on Imogen. Worth noting, it was a different hammer, but it was a hammer. It was a hammer. It was a hammer. It was a different hammer. Yeah. I will re-guide myself. Fucking hell. 19.

10. Okay. You push further. Imogen, you both see this amorphous shape of a memory that's drifting ahead of you. As you both step forward, Fresh Cut Grass, you continue to push Imogen. You almost hit glass.

As you pull back and look at it, you glance and the glass resembles the weird speckled, somewhat cloudy crystal that fills the open wound in the side of his head. Fresh Cut Grass, as you push beyond that, in the moment not noticing the separation between you and Imogen, you hear the voices of other people screaming,

Go, go, go! Run! It's a hover! He's dead, leave him! You see bits of the road, you see alleys, and you hear the dragging against dirt. You hear the echo of Milo's voice, familiar, saying,

Come on, come on, come on, come on. The fog and cloud takes over and you pull back and there is light, bright light, hurting your eyes. You try and focus and it's an overhead, directed, hooded lantern of some kind. This is familiar. This is the top of Milo's table. Mm-hmm. You're looking up, bleary-eyed,

blood spattered, and unable to move. Milo comes in, out of focus, looking overhead, large glasses over there, looking about nervously. You can rubbing them, cleaning their hands, firing up what looks to be, and you've seen it around the house, like a small forge that they keep. You lose vision.

You come back in, and with the heartbeat, you feel a heartbeat. It's weird, you've never felt a heartbeat before, but in your chest, you feel. The warmth is going cold, and the heartbeat is slowing, and you hear Milo's voice say, No, no, no, no, no. I don't know.

Takes and begins pouring this bright, warm material, this almost syrupy, heated glass past the head. It hisses and steams upon impact. There's a moment, Shit hisses and steams upon impact. There's a moment, and while it's still searing hot on the side of the head, the pain is almost too numb to be pain. It's just sensation.

As the steam fills, your eyes begin to go to blackness again, and you hear Milo going, No, no, no, I... Once this reaches and pulls something from the limp grasp of Ashton's hand as it drops out of frame, your hand, and that same vial, that same gray vial,

pulls the top off and just pours it into the wound as well. The steam in the glass begins to turn from a bright white steam to a dark gray, weird, tar-like amalgam that seems to turn to a floating, gravity-less liquid before the steam evaporates. And Milo looks entranced to the right of your vision

as the fading darkness begins to reverse. Imogen, you now stand before this glass, watching beyond, and as you look at this weird glass-like structure that divides the two of you, you watch as the clear crystal-like speckled appearance begins to fill with this dull gray coloration, obscuring fresh-cut grass on the opposite side.

But there, you glance into it and you see stars. Like, how far do they go? Does it look like I'm looking out into space suddenly? It looks like you're staring into the night sky and as you can appear in focus, you push through the glass and feel like you're just lost

in an expanse of infinity. You see nebulas, purple and green clouds swirling. You look down, and you see Ashton just lying there, motionless. There's a shake and a shift of color, and you see Ashton standing, laughing. You see Ashton fully armored,

clutching what looks like the bloody body of someone as he crushes them in their hand and throws them apart. You see Ashton destitute on the side of the street. You see them starving and asking for help. You see Ashton on a ship in the distance, pushing beyond a fog bank to unforeseen shores. You see Ashton wearing robes and some sort of a Senate seat, speaking to the public.

You see so many different Ashtons, different, all held by a singular thread, but none of them the one you know. That's when your nose begins to bleed, and bleed a lot. He's bleeding. Yeah. His nose is bleeding. We need to talk about this part. That's when your nose begins to bleed, and bleed a lot. He's bleeding. His nose is bleeding. We didn't talk about this part.

Maybe we should stop it. Am I even semi-conscious or no? You're conscious. You're trying to recall the memory, but for you, it's like being caught in a loop. You remember it, and you explain what you're seeing, and then you remember it, and then you explain what you're seeing, and then you remember it, and then you explain what you're seeing

to the rest of you. You're just watching Ashton replaying this moment over and over and over again. I put one hand on both FCG and Imogen and say, I'm at Ash with a claw under his nose. Do we feel it? You, at the moment, are lost in this chaotic moment, and it's beginning to shake more and more.

You feel a similar creeping fear of losing yourself like you did the first time you ran from the storm. I'm going to try to float backwards out of it. Okay. Push progress. I'm not seeing all of these different Ashtons. I'm just staring at the one that was on the operating table.

You're staring as the one on the operating table. You were staring as the one on the operating table at this moment. You see Milo smile and clap and cheer. Shhh. Close your eyes. Does it feel like there's more to see, or is that about the end of that memory? It feels like the end of that memory,

as it just goes to sleep. Okay. You turn around to look back at Imogen, and she's not there. Oh boy. I will, I guess, telepathically or mentally, just say her name or think her name. There's no response.

If I wanted to snap out of this state, could I? Do you want to try? No. SAM and MATT:" Now we come to it. There's no image in here. Yeah, I mean, do I feel, you put your hand on me, right?

Mm-hmm, both of you. Do I feel that? At the moment, no. Well, uh-oh. Uh-oh. Well, then I don't want to leave here without Imogen. Ashton said not to leave anyone behind. He did. Imogen? Ashton said not to leave anyone behind. Did.

I'll go back to the way we came and see if Imogen is there. Okay. You go and walk towards the direction you came from, you hit the wall of glass. Oh no, we're trapped in this fucking brain. Welcome to some elsewhere, Mother of Christ. I'll try to push through it. Fucking brave. Welcome to Spell-Swear, Mother of Grief. I'll try to push through it.

Fucking weird. Go ahead and roll a d20 and add your spellcasting modifier. Oh! That's a two plus three. Oh no! You try and push the glass and it's not budging. You turn and look around where you came from

and you're surrounded by glass, a funhouse mirror of fractured glass. There are just multiple, multiple fractured rooms around you. You can see the shapes, the jagged design that a cracked crystal holds, but in all directions. You're trapped, you're trapped, you're trapped. Oh no.

You thought we wereune Manzi? Do I feel or know anything that's going the fuck on in all this? You remember white flash. You remember falling off the balcony. I'll cast. You remember a white flash. You remember falling off a balcony.

If I'm allowed to cast a spell in here, I don't know if I am. Only one way to find out. But I'll cast Sending and I'll try to send a message to Imogen. Okay. And just say, can you hear me?

I'm trapped in here. Can you get me out? As you pull out of the space, I need you to roll a d20. Spellcaster. I feel like this is the right one for you. Sure. Fuck yeah. This is so big, it can't even roll.

Looks like you pulled that out. Ooh! Ahoy! Pulled that out of Ashton's head. Yep. That would be a 23. 23. You feel that unstable sense is almost like a boundary or a barrier

that just vibrates around you. As you force your way through, it's challenging. It's like pushing through a mystical bramble forest. You can feel the tears and the pain of almost psychic thorns pulling past you as you have to push your way out of it. As you do, you hear the words of Fresh Cut Grass and you glance back from where you were coming from

and you see the space expanse begin to vanish. You look back to where you were headed and you see this space expanse begin to vanish. You look back to where you were headed and you see this series of crystal chambers imprisoning Fresh Cut Grass. Can I go towards him? You drift over in his direction and then place your hands on the outside of this prison. It's like Kirk and Spock.

Gone! Which one's which? I'm under Spock. Okay, okay, okay, okay. Okay. Can you see me? I'm my own death. Can I see her through the glass?

You can. Hi! We might've made a mistake here. Uh-huh, looks like. How do you get out of a dream? How do you wake up from a... How does Ashton look to us, Fearne and I? From what you can see, Ashton is still repeating

the phrase over and over again, and the other nostril is now bleeding, and it's dripping off the chin. How do Ashton and FGD look? How do I do it? They're both eyes closed, concentrated, focused, and not really reacting. Does it cancel the other one?

My arm is daubing blood away, and he's got nettle leaves poking out through all his fingers, trying to help the bleeding. I'm going to turn. Am I still Ashton? Am I Ashton, or am I looking at? You've pulled from that memory. It's the first time you look at yourself, right?

Mm-hmm. You are no longer in the memory. You are just standing there. You look down at your hands, and you have Ashton's hands. Oh, wow. It feels nice, though. Concentrate on my hand. Try to push through.

Push through? Push through the glass. All right. I will push through. I'll push through the glass and try to reach her hand. And I'm going to cast Sending on Ashton. I know this is weird. I'm also going to cast Command on Ashton, if I can.

Oh well, shit. You do that. You need to see the target of Command. Okay. Can I cast it on myself? You are indeed an Ashton-based target. Whoa, some brain bumps. Oh my god. So you cast Command on yourself.

What do you command? Awake. All right. Ashton, I will ask you to make a wisdom saving throw for me, if you don't mind. This is high as stat. Yeah. 15. What's your spell DC?

14. 14. Oh! I say, I'm too strong for myself. That's the best roll I've had all fucking day. I know. As you look at your hand and make the command, your voice echoes.

Awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken. And you hear glass. The sound of cracking crystal begins to echo around. Okay, I'm going to cast Sending on Ashton. And all around us, you're going to hear my voice. Ashton, this isn't real. We're trapped. You need to calm down and wake up.

This isn't real. You're fine. Wake up. Make a persuasion check. Open the pod bay doors, Ashton. Boy, I know how I'm going to get out of this memory, so we'll see how this goes. Open the door, baby bear.

Fuck. No, what is it? What is it? Six! Let's go! Let's go! I'm so stressed. I think I need to perch for Marisa. Sure, let's just do this before we go. Like, do what you want.

That's, you know, I'm glad. I'm glad you guys got all this out. I'm just going to do what will happen. Reading thoughts and trying to probe, you know, memories are different sides of the spectrum. Can I go look at Ashton's head and see if I can see anything that's happening? Make a perception or investigation check.

I'm going to start looking at my hands and unusual sparking or whatever, but it's just nosebleed right now. He seems to be into it. 14. 14, you glance at his head and you see the eyes are focused, but at a thousand-yard stare, meaning they are driven, but they're not focusing on anything in particular.

You look towards the pupils and they are dilated. You glance past the crystal structure in the side of his head, and as you look in, you can see gentle sparks, just like the tiniest fireworks just going off. Which is normal. Which is normal. You swear you can see two small, shadowy shapes.

Shut the fuck up! Little teeny-tiny ass! What?! Weird snow ass. What?! A little weird snow globe. What?! What are you talking about? This is so fucking weird. This is weird.

You guys are getting weird. Psychic shit gets weird. Eternal Sunshine. If the spot was mine, fuck up. Look it, look it. Do you see this? Do you see those? Orym, come here. It's a little flex. Honey, I shrunk the kids. Do you see these two little flecks?

I see the little sparks. They look like little beetles. Don't eat me, dude! Some weird shit if I'm alive. We'll see how this goes. He's catatonic. I'm trapped inside. You're sort of trapped inside.

My hands are Ashton's hands. I look over my body. Do I have legs? Yeah, you have Ashton's body. Are you broken Ashton or pre-broken Ashton, out of curiosity? He can't see the side of his head. I mean, there would be gold.

Oh, no, that's true, yeah, yeah. What you see currently has the golden blade, yes. I'm going to just sort of flex. It doesn't feel good. It doesn't feel good to flex? Nope. Oh, that's disappointing. I'm going to try to run.

Does that feel okay? Everything hurts. Everything hurts. Yeah. Aw, Ashton. Anywhere where, yeah, it's just, yeah, none of it feels good. None of it feels good?

No. Is this still crushing, by the way? Not an increasing amount, but there is a steady drip. I'm just overcome with disappointment because I wanted it to feel like something, like a body. Yeah. It feels strong. And so I'll just say,

fuck. It's shit. Fuck. To his point, There is strength there. Yeah. But with the strength comes pain. Continuous pain. Does this seem longer than what we're used to

for when they've... It's uncomfortable. And to clarify, there is strength, but there is pain. There is pain, but there is strength. Oh. There's strength. But there is pain.

I don't mind pain. Why don't you try to break it? Why don't you try to break that glass? Did we try to push through the glass already? I can try. I can try to. No, but I didn't try to punch my way out. No. Or fuck my way out. Sorry, you were saying?

I totally forgot. You were asking if I'm going to try one last. Like, any of this is happening? Or no, is it just too far in? I will say, make a perception check for me. All right. This is to look inward, quite literally, in the midst of your looping memory.

14. 14 is actually not that bad. The loop of concentration, it's less like you're stuck in it and more like you're just so focused on trying to look throughout this one looping memory for any sort of details to try and help everyone out that you lost track of time.

Suddenly, you begin to become a little more self-aware. It's like that moment where you wake up out of a mid-afternoon daydream, but you're suffering sleep paralysis. There's a weight on your chest and you can't move. You're present, you're conscious, but you're not in paralysis. There's a weight on your chest and you can't move. You're present, you're conscious, but you're not in control. The worst.

And you feel... You feel your friends invading you. Mm. Try something batshit. It's like inner space. This may go really poorly, I don't know. I love hearing that. What do you want to try?

I'm going to punch myself really hard on the head and I'm going to rage. Just fucking, just going to give this really fucking smack. Okay. Which means I also activate something. Which I will say in this instance, because you are fighting for control of your body

in what is a paralytic state coming out of this odd, imposed daydream, I would like you to go ahead and just roll a d20 for me. An 11 or higher? No. No. No. Oh! What?

What? It's so good! That is so nice, man. Just a clusterfuck. Yeah, okay. I was trying to activate something that maybe you could've. I know, I know. Trying to give you some superpowers.

I'm going to try one last. It's the challenge, while you do not regain control of your body, both of you begin to acknowledge that there is now a spreading consciousness from within, and you can hear cracks in the crystal continuing. One more command. You take four points of necrotic damage

as you're beginning to bleed more from your face. One more command. Wake up! Make another wisdom saving throw. Nine. Nine. That's good. That's great. 16 is the wisdom saving throw.

All the glass around you shatters at once. That's good. That's great. 16 is the wisdom saving throw. All the glass around you shatters at once. You are surrounded by thousands, tens of thousands of broken pieces of glass, crystal, and odd, strange, dark shapes. Both of you are pulled away from each other, your arms reaching out as you both vanish into opposite darkness. Uh-oh. At once, you're back in yourselves.

Ashton, you begin coughing profusely and catching the blood from your face. I'm awake? Breathe. You're all back in your bodies. Okay. Slow down, breathe. Breathe. I'll heal him.

I'll do a healing word to just heal him real quick. I'm going to crawl forward and just put both my hands on the side of his face. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Did you find something? A lot of really weird fucking shit.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Oh, fuck. That seems like it went well. Orym grows some lavender and tucks it into Ash's lapel. Just inhale. Oh, that's really powdery.

Exhale. Yeah, breathe in. Are you okay? Am I okay? Are you? It was a... I think I don't, I feel okay, but... You looked like Ashton. You would, I'm...

I'm going to open my fucking flask and just. I think we got just sort of caught. We just went too deep or something into his mind. I've never seen anything like that in somebody's... It's like your... brain opens up into this... Universe. Yeah.

What is that? Ashton, I saw every possibility of your life all at once. What the fuck does that mean? I think you have, you know, Milo put something in you that, obviously, they didn't understand. You put one of these?

Yeah, in your head, and it connected you to some sort of... Some sort of pathway, some sort of river of existence. I mean, it's a potion of possibilities, right? I mean. Fuck me. But, you know, I mean,

this is a good thing. I'm going to say it's a good thing. Because, you know, I don't know what I am or where I've been or who made me, but everyone keeps telling me I'm special. I think you might be, too. You're connected to something much bigger than yourself.

If you could learn to use it, harness it, master it, maybe it could help you. Maybe it could help you. Oh my gosh. I mean, what if you have access to this potion all the time? What if? I mean, I thought she did this.

I really did. Hexum? It's where everything started to jumble. I thought maybe, maybe she knew. Maybe it just wasn't random fucking chaos, but it is very much random fucking chaos. It doesn't seem like it's random or chaos. It just seemed like it's potential.

Like it's... Not sure what the difference is. Well. I fell, I broke open, someone poured this shit into me, and now this? Sure, sure. That's clearly potential. When I saw all the endless possibilities of his life,

was it Ashton as they currently are? Or was it with no damage, exactly? Now that you think back on it, it happened so quickly. Some were damaged, some were not. Some had normal skin. Just wondering about that. Like normal skin? Like human flesh? Human skin?

Every permutation. Yep. Wow. Thank you. I needed that. You feel any better? No. If, um... No!

Fuck. If you could figure out how to control that trap-in device, if Otohan ever gets in your head. Huh. Just keep her there. That's a... Well, that's something to think about, isn't it? You know, it's wild.

We were looking, just looking to see what was going on in there. You owe me a gold. I'll give you two. So we saw you guys in there. What? It was like little, your normal fireworks. And there were two little shadows.

So. What? How is that possible? Fucking. How does it look like possible? We were like, hey! Well, I mean, I. Minuscule, but we're not going to have one. It's so small. Do they look like us? We're like, hey! Well, I mean, I...

Minuscule, but one of them had one. It's so small. They were shapeless, but familiar. It's hard to describe. Huh. I didn't see anything. You didn't? Yes, you did. Nope, not me.

You probably did, you're just too old to remember. Huh. Orym did, I'm dead. I'm sorry. The fuck? We're going to need to learn a lot of tricks if we want to have a prayer of handling, fool. This is good.

This is a thing that we now know. This is good. We know more about what we don't know, and now... Now we know this is dangerous. Yeah, I don't want to go back in there. I respect that. Felt good to be strong for a second, but... What do you mean?

Well, to be you, to have muscles and stuff. I mean, it was good to be you, to have muscles and stuff, it was good to be in your head and to feel that power that you have, but also real shitty. So you got all of it. Well, I don't know if it's all of it, but... It was a lot.

Yeah. It's a lot all the time. Oh, it's a lot. I'm sorry. It is what it is. I'm sorry we couldn't find out more. Yes, this is... Boy. This is half my fucking damage.

Now I just got to figure out the shit before, and now I have the... Do any of us know who we are? Orym. You know who you are. You know exactly how you are. You're like this, how you got to be a wolf, how to control it, all that stuff.

I feel a round of what the fuck is up with that in the near future, because I have questions about that one. You're asking about me? Y'all are the ones just head-fucking each other's here. I know my story. All right. I know most of my story. I know a little bit more. Oh god, that really hurts. Oh my story. All right. Me, too. I know most of my story.

I know a little bit more. Oh god, that really hurts. Oh my god. Maybe we should get some rest. I agree. A lot of decisions to make tomorrow. You had a bunch of stuff coming out of your nose. Still do.

Take the claw. Thank you. Oh, that's real gross. Did you? Oh, thank you. Make sure nobody came out of your nose. Oops. Are there people in that rag? I don't see any, but you should check. It's me!

It's me! Oh no! Oh no! I didn't find anything. Damn. There you go. That is some weird, oily goop that was coming out of there, but.

I'll stay up. I'll keep an ear out for both rooms. We are in the middle of the heat. We should get some rest. Mm-hmm. Yeah, yeah. We should get some rest. Mm-hmm. Yeah, yeah, let's get some rest. We got people to save. We got people to fucking save.

People to fuck and save. Okay. The evening goes by. Without challenge to issue. I just sit cross-legged in a bed by myself. I'm with you. Okay. You keep watch, vigilant,

eyes, ears, and nose to the air. But it seems for the night, nobody's dying on your tail. Eventually, you all wake up. Oh. The following morning, still sore. Some of you mentally exhausted, even through the night's rest, but for the most part, some of you recovered.

The day is yours. What would you like to do? Oh boy. What do we even do? We got to find a private tree. Or a general book. Go talk to Maniatrei. Oh god. Yeah. Oh god. Oh yeah. Can I rewind to last night and use one of my sending spells?

Sure, what do you want to do? I want to cast a sending spell on fucking Delilah Briarwood. Ooh. There we go. Okay, what do you say? I'll cross that bridge. How do I bring her back? Tell me what to do.

I'll do anything. The voice responds, fainter, thin, fading, whatever it takes. Ah. It won't be long, though. I'm fading.

And I'll take her with me. Oh. Great. Pleasant breakfast later in the following morning. Options are growing very narrow. Yeah, she's got nothing. Do we head to the Ares Bar? Yeah, let's go to talk to Shania Twain.

Mania, Mania. Mania Trey. Mania Trey. Mania Twain. Barthelon's quick. Okay. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Are you retrieving Laudna's body, or are you leaving her with Eshteross? No, we're taking her body.

We have to take her body. Oh shit. Where are we even going to go? Vasselheim? Are we going to Vasselheim? We're going to go wherever the voice of the Tempest tells us to meet her, I guess. And I will definitely be taking the body. I'll carry you.

If we've got a one-way ticket, we send her one more message and say, where are you? We're coming to you. Yeah. Okay. Let's do it. Yes, we go pick up the body. Okay. Pick up the body. Are. Pick up the body.

Are you heading to the parlors of the collective? Are you heading? Yeah. Okay. That's where the treescape is. That's where Benaiah is. Exactly. Benaiah. Okay.

Well. Let's go, girls. It's another another six silver to take the gondola up to the Airy Spire once more, where the collective is. And there's still no monthly membership for the crossings?

There's no yearly fee that we could just pay once and never have to pay? Multi-pass. Full-tag? Easy pass. It's a multi-pass. It's not a chance. He knows it's a multi-pass. pass. It's a multi-pass. It's not a giant. He knows it's a multi-pass. He knows it's a multi-pass.

Upon arriving onto the Arespire, it takes a moment to find the curling staircase that winds beneath the gondola station, following the sign to lead you down underneath it to this terrace that you've seen in shadow for the most part as you arrive at certain times of the day, but as you climb into it,

this large, sprawling balcony that pushes out from the rock beneath oversees the majority of the city's layout below. It's a beautiful view from here, looking over onto Jrusar below. Here you can see the marble-topped walkways that glitter across the respectable half-circle. Outcroppings dotted with freestanding archways

and a vibrant garden of foreign trees and bushes dotted throughout. You see a handful of figures are scattered a bit throughout the mid-morning light peeking past the treeline into the open spaces. Individuals talking, conversing, some eating while planning and plotting.

You can see here a massive embedded rotunda structure that is built into the spire wall that reads, Bodan. Names the domes over a shaded interior courtyard within the spire itself, where smaller offices and structures house members of the Collective of Bodan. I have that.

Bodan. This is the city's collection of designers, engineers, arcanists that maintain it. Asking around a bit. Doesn't take you too long to eventually be led to an interior forest that is kept in the center of many of these smaller office-like structures that all meet and circle around this collection

of maybe 100 or so trees and walkways that move between, maintained outside of the sunlight and within numerous lanterns that hang from all the different branches within. Someone eventually leads you to a female gnome, visually maybe in what would be the human equivalent of her 40s,

but who knows how long that is based on your experience with gnomes and their lifespans. She turns around, looks at you. You can see a massive wreath of dark hair that nearly touches the ground behind her as she walks. It's woven with all manner of colorful beads and topaz gems. You see what looks to be a work vest, almost, that has been decorated and adorned

with all sorts of strange bits of twisted wire and gems that dangle and clatter and swing as she turns around and notices your approach. She glances up at the lot of you. Hello, and can I help you? Good morning. We've never met, but we have a friend in common, Lord Eshteross.

Ah, yes, I remember him speaking that you were to be collecting on favor, yes? We're hoping so. We understand that you could help us with travel. Yes, that was one of the options that was discussed. Do you know where you're going? I assume Vasselheim? Should I send a message?

I think we want to know for sure. Give us a second. I'm going to give a- I'd like you to make a wisdom saving throw for me. Wisdom saving throw. Correct. That's good. 21. 21, okay.

Send a little message on to the Tempest. Okay. Um. Are you in Vasselheim still? Because you're about to have some company. Okay. Is that the full message? I said. No, I'm sorry. I'm trying to see where you are

and met with some interference. Oh. Oh. Thank you. Where are you? Oh shit. I'll send another message. We're in the Collective of Bodon. Am I getting that right?

Yeah, you're a spy. In Jusar. In Marquet. In Marquet. How much do you know? Okay, okay. It's been a little while. Got it. Is she going to come to us, or are we going to go to her? I don't know! I can't. She's not answering any better than I'm sending.

God, she sounds so dumb. True, it's man. Should we wait for a message or? It seemed like she's trying to get a read or something on you. It would be so dumb if we trade places. We go to there and she comes here? Let's wait five minutes. She says she remembered this place or something.

Orym starts scanning the trees around them, half expecting to see her walking out of one. Are we looking for something? Are there trees here? Is this where the people would be coming? In a forest, right? You are in one of the shallow entryways to this walkway forest

that marks the center of the collective. At this point, you see Mania is glancing about, a little impatient, like, Well, I, um... If you do not know where you're going, you can come back later. Otherwise, I can possibly. She said she wasn't in Baselheim? She said she wasn't there.

We're having a bit of a discussion. Shh, this bright green light suddenly emits from the left-hand side. One of these thicker tree trunks you watch as a singular opening, like an oval gateway begins to tear through the bark. You hear the sound of the tree creaking as it pushes apart and open.

There, immediately, it greets you, stepping through this collection of extended antlers that bow down and open up as you see the flowing of long red hair that drifts past shoulders, almost to the mid-back. You see a light orange dress that fades to a dark red burgundy to match what looks to be a mantle of thousands and thousands of autumn leaves

that themselves drag across the ground behind as she steps through. A half-elven woman, looking a bit frazzled, but smiling. Orym steps forward. Hail to the Tempest. Thank you for coming.

I'm sorry to pull you away from what I'm sure is important, but we didn't know what else to do. Our friend fell, and sure is important, but we didn't know what else to do. Our friend fell and she's special. She's someone that you cross paths with once in Whitestone. He looks over his shoulder at the group. Show her.

All right. I'm going to get right here in front of Shania Twain. You're a nothing. I'm a nothing. Gently lay her on the ground, and I just start to open. God. As you start to, I'm holding the keys.

Well, hi, I'm Keyless. Oh, oh. Hi. Hi, yeah, hi. We've had a weird couple days, sorry. I can see it on your faces, and I've been there. Thank you. I just don't think we have a lot of time. That's a neat trick.

That was very impressive. Hi. We're Bells Hells. We're like an adventuring party. Sometimes people hire us for jobs or pay us to do things, but we're trying to do good in the world. It's not something that you might understand, but it's what we've been doing lately.

Sounds vaguely familiar. She glances down as you finish revealing the body of Laudna. She might have looked a little different the first time you met her. Was she there? Oh. You were there.

We'll come then. We need to speak with some... someone who can help you. She turns and takes her staff and points it towards the tree that she exited from. The tree once again tears open with that loud, humming, but strangely warm sensation. SAM and LAURA, as they're saying their save.

And as it pulls open on the opposite side of this entryway, you see this beautiful open courtyard. You see numerous buildings across the way, along the streets. The roofs extended almost like reworked, long disused ships. You see trees and hills,

and above that, on a hill, a castle, and the gentle falling of golden leaves that pass beyond the entryway. As you said, we haven't much time. Come on, we have to go up quick. Yep, yep. Thanks for your office, Benaiah. Thank you for the tree, Rain Tech. I didn't, what?

What's going on? That's the last thing you see. She turns around as you all rush through this gateway. And we're going to end the episode here. Oh my gosh! Oh man, I wish Marisha could be here for this. I got a little emotional. I'm dying.

I'm dying. Oh shit. This is very weird. I love shit. This is very weird. I love it. This is very weird. All very strange. Time folding in over itself. This is very weird. I loved every moment of this last episode. Every bloody moment.

Oh my god. It's finally happening. I'm sure you guys are on vacation. It's fine. Wow. That was sick. I'm sure you guys are on vacation. It's fine. Wow. That was, that was psyched. I'm going to shut the fuck up until. I have nothing to say. I don't know.

Say nothing. How did you do this? How did you do this? Okay, yeah, we'll pick up their next episode. Okay, this is going to be very interesting. Super emotional right now. I'm dying. I'm just exploding.

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