Not Another D&D Podcast - Skaldova - Ep. 10: The Chalice of Malice

Episode Date: May 9, 2025

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This is not another D&D podcast. Welcome back to Skaldova, everybody. Skaldova! Glorious. I am your dungeon master, Jake Hurwitz. You're with Brian Murphy. Getting whomped by bugs and slugs? Zudgerich of the murder.

Emily Axford. Accidentally squished William Shitt. No, you didn't! Emily, get the fuck out of here! You didn't do it, Murph did it. That was an attempted murder. That was an attempted murder. Accidentally let Murph squish William Shitt.

Intentionally attempted murder. It's called a Murph squish William's shits. Intentionally attempted murder. It's called a Murph-der, actually. And of course, we've got Caldwell Tanner. Oh, lobsters drink and fight and feast, Boggy Rogers, snake release! Oh, right. Snake release.

Yes, yes, yes. Everybody check out our merch store for the snake release hats. But before we sell too many of those, how about a little recap? Last time, our three twisted tourists cracked into the vault once belonging to Sir Hilda Garnet, now co-opted by Bulric the Banished.

Inside, you found a bunch of cash, a few healing potions, and some magical refuse that may or may not be past its expiration date. After a brief philosophical detour into the nature of money, you discovered that a stash of spell components made its way aboard a ship, the HMS Solstice, a few centuries ago. After that, you went from hitting one pipe to another as you cracked into the castle's plumbing and crawled your way down the walls.

You battled bugs and slugs as you tugged your bodies through the drains before finally mission impossibly yourself into the waterway below. Yeah, dude. A true final reckoning. There, you heard a rising chant signaling the beginning of the monk's ritual, and that is where we are now. Oh dear.

Okay, first things first. Right. Let's lather up these bowls. I take my lance. Well, he's deeply confused. And do the day glow on it? That's what it's called, right? Oh yes, the day break.

Day break. Yeah. Is there enough to pass it around? Is day glow something? Day glow is like that color from the 90s where everything was like bright. Cool. But I'm assuming that's what color this is.

I assume it is Dayglow color. Absolutely, yeah. It was my thought, yeah. Yeah, yeah, it glows Dayglow, alerting everyone to your position in the tunnel. Shit. Okay, sweet, so you coat your weapons with the Daybreak, you crack the vial that Sir Mathis Dyer gave to you,

and you see your weapons do emit a dull glow and they will be doing an extra D6 of radiant damage. Ooh! Oh my! Sir Mathis, we will reunite you with your love. This is quite a lube. Ha ha ha! Glowing lube, wow. Welly blushes.

Seems dangerous, honestly. Ha ha ha! Okay, and then I've actually got pretty fucked up by bugs and slugs. I wasn't, you know, just being cute with the rhyme. I was being real. What rhymes? Cedric glitz off into the middle distance.

I don't know. Do you sing little rhymes in your head sometimes? Cause I do that all the time. We're very kindred, I think. Yeah, that's actually just sonneteering. Okay. I guess you're a sonneteer as well. Wow. Cedric shrugs. Oh're very kindred, I think. I suppose so. Yeah, that's actually just sonatiering. Okay. I guess you're a sonatier as well. Wow.

Zedrick Shrugs. Oh yeah, I have a lute. I forgot about that. It's been a while since I've talked about this or thought about it at all. Please, next time you rhyme bugs and slugs, do it to the tune of a lute, friend. All right, I'm gonna go ahead and drink one of the five potions,

just to get up to full, if that's okay? By all means, quaff. All right, we're at five potions, just to get up to full, if that's okay. By all means, quaff. All right, we're at four potions now, and I am healthy. Maybe we should have a little whiskey as well. Yeah, be fun. Indeed, get a little temp going. I'm actually still buzzed from it. I think that would have faded away,

so you can take another swig of whiskey. Please gather around, I have some beautifully hewn you cups for us to drink from. You cups, that's so dangerous. Bacteria can just grow in there. Yes. We call that seasoning where I'm from. I got a one on my D4.

Ooh, me too. Damn. I think I'm not a whiskey guy. Yeah, it was just a little nip. Well, there's a rainbow of alcohols out there for you to enjoy, friend. I got a three. Ooh, all right. Well, he took a rainbow of alcohols out there for you to enjoy, friend. I got a three. Ooh, all right, well, he took a good mouth sniff.

All right, I guess we heard things coming from a grate. Let's go look through the grate. Yes, let's peer. Okay. I should put on these goggles for tactical reasons. Maybe you could mission impossible with one of your birds. I refuse to send them ahead into danger.

Could you put the goggles on? But you sent me ahead into danger? Yes. Okay. And you were very rough with William Schitts. That was not, come on. Can I reach into my pocket to check on William Schitts? He was already confirmed fine.

Give me a nature check. He was confirmed fine. Well, he, hands shaking, reaches into her pocket. It's an eight on a nature check. He always confirmed fine. Well, he hands shaking, reaches into her pocket. It's an eight on a nature check. If you wanna kill the frog, just kill the frog, okay? William Shits as you reach in is trembling with fear and he wraps his limbs around your body, almost shuddering away from Zudrick's general direction.

I don't trust him. I gather him close to my chest. Don't worry, I will protect you from the zoo Sweet Billy poops. You'll be okay. He doesn't angry ribbit ribbit Get it out of your system I call all of my birds to me. I'm just covered in them He dives back into Ellie's pocket. I don't work it out because spite sours the countenance. What?

William Schitt's ribbits confused. Ribbit? Okay, yeah, let's go ahead and look through the grate and just see what's happening down there. All right, so you guys trod forward through this knee-deep water and you go up towards the rusted grate, peering through the bars into a vast, disorienting cellar.

The coved stonework ceiling arches out in every direction, disappearing into darkness. A beacon of torchlight pulses to your left. A crowd of cloaked figures, dozens of monks, are gathered in a warped semicircle, their dusty red robes hunched like question marks as they lean over a pool of liquid dark as tar. Thick columns and flaming braziers obscure something massive looming beyond, something cloaked in shadow. Then you also see, perched above the center of the pool,

like an osprey's nest, a makeshift wooden platform. Two monks, secured with chains lashed to the ceiling, kneel over a woman in a linen tunic, Lila. Her hair is dark and matted, and she thrashes wildly at her captors, kicking one of the monks off the platform. His chain crackles and catches him with a metallic jerk. He swings back, wheezing, as the second monk dives

onto Lila's outstretched feet and binds her to the woodwork. As soon as we see Lila, I'm taking off. I'm getting in there. There's no strategy. We made a promise to Sir Mathis. I'm ripping off this grate. All right, very well. Yeah, let's go ahead. No, no, Willie. I think perhaps. We've made a promise to reunite two lovers. What could be more sacred? And I've wanted to kill all of these dudes for a while now. There's quite a lot of them though, and sometimes I think it's best to get the jump if we can. Okay then. Then I'll follow your lead, but do it now!

I'm ready. I'm like the Fox NFL robot going back and forth right now. Pacing next to the grave. Come on, I wanna murder her! Beating your helmet. Jesus Christ, remind me never to give these guys whiskey again. NFL robot Pacing next to the grave Eating your helmet Jesus Christ remind me never to give these guys whiskey again They're gonna hear the birds her brother betrayed her Tabitha smells blood she and sir Mathis are gonna get married and do aerial yoga together To be honest, I feel like math this should be here. I don't know if he's right for her. Okay, fine! I will be the one who's stepped up. You would stop falling in love with every woman we meet? Your ankles are showing right now, Zutrik. I am a woman of vice.

Baki, tell us what to do! Wait, wait, but first, we might die, okay? Yes. Going into this, really quick, we must know what happened to the last Buggies' bud, Crunchums. We have not discussed Crunchums. Oh, did I forget? Oh yes, sweet young Grandpa Crunchums, so named for he was the youngest of our crew. This is actually a story with a glimmer of hope, perhaps a silver lining, for Grunchums was simply flung from a catapult into the woods.

Oh, so he might still be alive. No, no, no, he might still be alive. Oh, how did he go? A friendly eagle may have taken them into their nest. Higher than the crow flies, I'll say. Perfect height for an eagle's nest. Well, well, you're right. Crunchums is gone, Wellie.

Oh, Ender, oh, Hiltz. He for sure died a slow, awful death. It was just high enough for him to break all his bones and let out the wind and eat. I know I am but a squeak in the symphony of the universe, but if you find it in your heart. There are no friendly eagles in the world. Crunchums in an eagles' nest.

I would swear forever off beautiful women's ankles. Baki, tell us what to do right now, or I'm gonna scream for Crunchums and shoulder to the crates. One moment, I beg, one moment, friends, I beg, for she, Crunchums, place into this plan, as it were. For Crunchums was a master of disguise and deception. He was a roguish lad, and we followed his lead

on many a stealthy mission. I think that there is a large grouping of monks here, and I think that they are all very, very anxious, very tenuously linked to Bulric. Perhaps if we could cause some sort of distraction or turn them against each other, it would make our task easier. Oh, we do have the robes.

All right, yeah, should we just? I'm gonna put on the robe. We'll put on the robe, we'll try to quietly open the grate and just kind of join the crew. I have a plan that could cause a bit of commotion that would allow you both to launch into the fray. Would you allow it?

I will. Sure, all right. Wellie's really distracted right now because she's trying to figure out if she can undo a prayer. Why does she think that she doesn't want to commit to what she just said? Cedric, can you undo a prayer? Unsend one? Yeah, sure.

I just wave my hand in front of her face. Prayer broken. Yes. Thank you. If you unsend it within the first 30 seconds or so, that's fine. Okay. Gmail rules.

All right, lead the way. All right, so I'm gonna put on my robe. Okay. And I'm going to kind of just slink forward. I'll make a stealth check if you want me to, but what I wanna do is I wanna take the rotting arm that I got from the chamber above. Okay.

And I wanna slide it into the sleeve of my robe. And then I'm going to approach slowly. And then once I'm to the front, I want to start shouting. Okay. So I guess I'm going to have you, first of all, this grate is jagged, twisted. Parts of it are kind of like missing. So you're going to be able to slink around without breaking through.

Okay, awesome. But you'll need to stealth up to these monks to try to kind of like blend in with them. I'll use my ambush ability. All right, and then meanwhile, we'll put on our robes. Mine's a little tight, and then I've got a bunch of birds in it. Actually, Tabitha, Edgar, Sabrina, Salem,

you can all probably fly kind of close to the water. Not too close though, you don't wanna get splashed. You'll turn into a monster bird. Actually, I take it back. Don't get close to the water. Not too close though. You don't want to get splashed or turn into a monster bird. Actually, I take it back. Don't get anywhere near the water. Just kind of cling to the outside in the darkness. You care for them so much. Yes.

Perhaps this would be a good time for them to bond with William Shits. We could leave them behind to guard our escape. I do not trust William Shits. And William Shits does not trust you. Ribbit. I go to turn into Giants Might. And then I stifle it. No, really.

We'll all make good at the feast. I promise you. All right. I'll go ahead and roll my stealth. Okay. So you guys are donning these robes, Zedric stretching it out over his armor and his goggles. And Boggy, you're slinking through the grate.

Give me a stealth check. I'm gonna use my heroic inspiration to re-roll that. Shout out to the two crew. Maybe. 23. Okay, Boggy. So you slink forward approaching this gathering of monks. You're leaving Wellian Zudrick behind

until you create your distraction, is that right? Yes, I'm gonna try and get ahead of them. I want it to basically be like, there in the back, I've made my way up to the front, at the front of the ritual. And then I'm going to try and cause a commotion. A classic Bargy commotion. Okay, cool. So, as you approach, you round a hulking pillar,

and you see it. There, sprawled across the head of the cistern, like a beached leviathan, is the gargantuan body of a decomposing dragon. The old guardian of the keep, emblematic of the magic that once coursed through this world, long dead at its post, its neck draped across the cistern ledge,

head buried in the floor like a fallen statue. Its maw hangs open, its teeth still sharp like a jagged field of broadswords. Your breath catches, but you steady it as you approach the chanting monks writhing in mass and you make your way to the back of the crowd and you can keep on inching forward. And Willy and I haven't seen this so I'm just like we were going to kick these dude's asses there's only like 12 of them. I'm gonna ready an action to Giants Might or rather Might of the Gods.

The second crap goes down. Sorry, it's the whiskey. It makes me rude. Okay, sweet. So you guys have not seen this site yet. Boggy, your eyes have gone wide. You're taking all of this in. As you're looking at this huge, huge dead dragon,

the cool cavern air preserved it better than time should have allowed. You can still make out its scales like thousands of coal black shields, but rather than glimmer in the torchlight, they devour it. It's all shocking to take in. There will only be time to process it if you guys survive, but that time will have to wait

because now a figure steps up to the head of the cistern. Boggy, you watch as he lowers his hood. Bolrik. He speaks. And so it begins. The dawn of a new age. No longer will you kneel before an empty altar. No longer will you wait for a glory that won't return. For the old

stories, they're just old stories. A new god stands before you now." He looks over at the monks. Beg for my mercy. He lies! Look, the black lace, it poisons us. Look, it gives you no strength. It breaks your body apart. It eats you alive. Silence! At that moment, I stand in front of him and I rip the fake arm out and I throw it to the ground.

Okay, you toss the arm to the ground. The monks scurry away from it, startled, as Bullric looks at you and starts clapping. Clever show, clever show. I'm glad to have a non-believer here. You'll become a convert soon enough. Oh, friend. I'm not the show.

I'm just the opening act. And on that, I kind of do my best crow call. The crows rush through the tunnel and jump through. Oh yeah, we're in. So Boggy does this crow call. The crows swirl like a vortex and then dive out in a cyclone spinning around the cavern. Bull Rick watching them as they flap madly around.

And just as that's happening, Welly and Zudrik storm out of the grate. You round the band with your weapons drawn. And that's when you see this giant dragon laying dead at the cistern behind Bulric. Oh, is this the god he was talking about? I think this is the blood that they're gonna drink to turn into gods.

All right, kill them quick. Kill everyone quick. Yep, yep. Do we have like a surprise round or anything like that? Yes, I will let you guys roll with advantage because Boggy successfully stealthed up and surprised everybody. All right, I guess I'll use my launch ability

to get up to where Lila is and attempt to attack one of the two monks that are up there with her. Nice. Hell yeah. Okay, so as you guys charge out, a sudden clamor breaks out as the semicircle ripples into motion.

Some of the monks frozen, others rushing for their weapons, but everybody's turning their eyes towards you. Bolrik looks at Boggy, looks at the birds, looks at Wellie and Zudrik as you're charging, and he laughs and he says, "'Good, more bodies to bear witness "'to the end of your gods. "'Bleeder!'

He draws a dragon tooth dagger. Everybody roll initiative. Oh yeah. Woohoo! Okay. Nine. 11. 21.

Okay, so we are in initiative, but let's set the scene. You guys are staring at one, the gigantic body of a long dead dragon, its blood and bones having fused with the ancient freshwater cistern in 200 years of cave drip to create the corrupted Ikor known as Black Lace. Two, a swarm of monks once devout hermits,

now something else entirely, whose entire dream is to infect all of Skulldopa with the poison coursing through them. And three, their charismatic leader standing at the head of the pool below the missing adventurer you've been sent to rescue, who is about to be put to death. That is Boggy's turn.

Cool. Yeah, I think I'll see, I see Wellie about to make a move, and I say, Wellie, come forth from the corner, it's time to shine. I'm gonna call her up and use my initiative swap to let her act. Oh, nice, okay. Okay, if that's the case, I see Zudrik,

seems like he has Lila in a good spot. Yep, I'm getting ready to plant it like a pole vault. So I wanna jump in between that dragon's corpse and Bullric. Got it. Okay. And I just want to look up at him and say, this corpse is not yours to deface. It is unnatural what you wish to do.

The gods are far more powerful than you even realize. And the stories are real. And then I think I'll just try to sandwich myself between them. And then I think I'm'm gonna just do a regular attack on Bolrick. Okay, sick. He looks at you like he's an adult and you're a kid who just told him that Santa Claus is real.

Just a dismissive snort. Snort all you want after I'm done with you, you will believe in gods because you'll be fucking needing them. Oh, holy shit. Oh, holy shit. He snorts again, but like a little nervous. What? Oh, holy shit. She snorts again, but like a little nervous.

What? 15 to hit. 15 just hits. Oh yes, okay. I will shout, invoke, hilt rune. And then I'm going to do my extra fiery damage and he has to do a strength saving throw or be restrained for a minute.

Okay. Dirty 20 for his a minute. Okay. Dirty 20 for his strength save. Okay, that passes. His traps are like Bane size. He throws off his cloak and he's corded with muscle. Whoa. 25 damage, four of it is radiant.

That's so much fucking damage, it hurts him so much. And then I'm gonna action search. Oh my God. And I wanna try to push him into the pool. Yes! Awesome. He like flippantly dismisses the fiery shackles. Tricks of the gods, oh fuck!

You're no match for a shove. 19 athletics check to try to shove him. All right, he'll do opposed athletics. Oh my god, he got another dirty 20. Okay, I will. This is an ability check, so I will add my tactical mind. Nice.

So that becomes a 23. Amazing, you go to shove him, he plants his feet on the ground, resists your shove, and then the edge of the cistern wall crumbles away and his foot drops in and he falls back into the black lace. Yes.

That's one bird we tripped successfully. Maybe that was the wrong move, but it seems like he was trying not to take it, so I want him to have a taste of his own medicine. This guy's gonna turn into some kind of monster, right? Let's face it. Yeah, yeah. Well, he's a monster already, a scholar,

and now he's going to be covered in black lace, who knows? Yeah, he's already a monster, you're right. He read books. Zundrick spits. Boggy, you created your distraction, you threw the hand, you called Wellie, you swapped places with an initiative with her. The monks look down at the rotting arm

and they look up at you, showing two hands in your robe, and they advance, surging toward you, surrounding you, attacking viciously without strategy or thought, arriving mass of diseased limbs with rusted weapons flying through the air, 18 to hit. Oof, does hit. All of their shitty weapons might not do a ton of damage if they were fighting you one-on-one,

but all of them at once hit you for eight damage. Ha ha, nice try, but I'm double cloaked. You look pretty hurt, Boggy. Are you okay? You see you're surrounded by people stabbing you with dirty knives. I meant to die this cloak red. That's stylish, I would say.

And that brings us to Bolrik's turn, who's just been knocked into the pool. He steadies himself, he stands up, he spits into the water, and he looks up at you, Wellie, and he says, you've come a long way. Now you've seen what I've seen. He points at the dragon. I've come a long way?

What does that mean? Do you know me? You came a long way into this cavern, didn't you? You followed it all the way to the bottom. Yeah. Now you've seen the beast. You know that magic isn't lost, it's dead. The scholars won't say that.

They whisper fairy tales that you believe. The Age of Stories was full of ugly details. Yeah, what were those ugly details? I'm not afraid of the truth. That dragon? Yeah. Its name was Cicada. The princess had many loves, but none like this beast. And who killed him?

It was the Hilt. They want you to believe our fighting made the gods turn away. But it was God that turned on us. The Hilt killed this beast. There will be no forgiveness from the gods, no return. The princess's hope was lost. Her order turned to dust, and she drowned in the Bay of Steel. The story's over.

So bear witness. This ritual will make me a god. But I'm already a king, a king with a knight in his service. As he growls that at you, he disengages and wades towards the bottom of the platform where Lyla is. You turn to see, stepping from the shadows by the dais where you shoved Bulric from, a figure emerges in full plate, helm lowered, drawing her sword. What?

Bolrich calls one more time. Sir Henrietta Holden. She's taken a new oath. You turn and take her in. Sir Holden. The knight betrayed by one of the children she had sworn to protect. Black lace dripping from her gauntlets, seeping from the seams in her armor, helm creaking as she approaches and lumbers towards you. And she is going to enter initiative, but it's not her turn yet.

Ender's bosom, how could you, man? And that is actually Lila's turn. She has been tied down, but she is not like exhausted or subdued. So she's gonna make a strength check to just try to break out of her ropes. She rolled a nine. So these monks, they learned the knots

that Boggy was gonna teach Wellie. That is Zudrick or Boggy. Okay, I'm going to go ahead and launch up to the platform to try to get up to Laila. Sick, okay. So give me a launch attack. Great, yeah, I'll just go after one of the monks up here, whichever one is obstructing her more,

if one is more than the other. 21 to hit. It definitely hits. You launch up and tackle the one that Lila had kicked off that had just made its way back onto the platform. I am the knight. I'm just wearing goggles. I'm in my full Zack Snyder Batman outfit,

covered in birds, and I come down onto him lance first. The only Batman story in Skeldova. Oh shit. Your goggles of the knight stare deep into his dark soul. 22 damage. You instantly spear him through. He is dead, absolutely decimated and gone. I'm gonna go ahead and use my action surge

and I will attack this next guy. That's a 19 to hit. Does hit. 17 damage to this one. Both of these monks on chains are now dead. Great. Yes. He is swinging limply lifelessly like a destroyed pinata from the ceiling.

Okay, so I brutally murder these two dudes in front of Lila and then absolutely covered in blood. I turn to her and go, Lila, we're here to help. Are you sure? Are you sure? Yes, absolutely. He looks like my favorite theater play, Crowbro by Zack Snyder.

Okay. And then I'll, can I do like an object interaction or something to try to untie her? Yeah, sure. Give me a sleight of hand check. Okay, geez, I'm not great with knots. My greatest foe in Adam and Objects. Oh, natnat 20!

Yes! Oh my God! Hell yes. Is it a Higgledy Witch? This is the only knot I know, a Higgledy Witch! Then you just gotta pull on the loops and shimmy. As you kneel and start working on this knot, your thick gauntlets feels like you are just fumbling

with the knot, like you can't pull it around. And then you feel something start to shift, not around you, but in you. Your hands begin to buzz inside your gauntlets, like pressure building in a corked bottle. There is some remnant of ancient magic coming from this dragon, and now it's coming alive in the steel.

You are wearing the gauntlets of the goat. Whoa. For now, these gauntlets hold just one single charge, which you can unleash to summon a spectral ram's head on a target you can see within 60 feet of you. It has a plus seven to hit and deals 2d10 force damage and also shoves the target five feet. Hell yes.

Zedrick, how you doing up there? I give a thumbs up. Your thumb glows. Is there a ram coming out give a thumbs up. Your thumb glows. Is there a ram coming out of that thumbs up? Yes. I think a ram's head popped out and winked at me. I think these belong to Michael Jordan, the greatest jowster of all time.

The goat himself. The most precarious of all time. Incredible. Okay, that brings us to Boggy. What I'm going to do is I'm going to skip in front of the swarm and I'll say, I think that you would be best remaining where you are. I'm going to pull out my bag of Caltrops made by Dandio Candles, and I'm going to spread them across the floor.

Tell me what Caltrops do. As a utilize action, you can spread Caltrops from their bag to cover a five foot square area within five feet of yourself. A creature that enters this area for the first Time on a turn must succeed on a DC 15 Dexterity saving throw or take one piercing damage and have its speed reduced to zero until the start of its next turn, okay? Takes 10 minutes to recover the Caltrops Okay, so you're gonna spend 10 minutes picking all of these up one by one after the battle if you survive That's part of that's part of being one of Boggy's buds,

you help with the caltrops. I didn't agree to that. Caltrops, more like paltrops, because you need a couple. That's a really good name. That's really good. So it sounds like they are gonna deal with that on their turn, right?

That's when the wolves are safe? Okay. Okay. And then I'm going to action surge. Hell yeah. I'm going to run up to the platform where Zudrik is, and then I'm gonna train an arrow on the platform where Zudrik is and then I'm going to train an arrow on Boleric and try and trip shot him. Okay. So you're scrambling up this platform that's raised above the water. Yes. Where there's two dead monks and Lila's

just been untied. Yes. And I want to say I'm like looking at Boleric watching him trying to get up out of this water and I want to just keep tripping him into it. Okay. All right. Sick. Okay. So I'm making an attack 26 to hit into it. Okay, all right, sick. Okay, so I'll make an attack. 26 to hit. Rad. Okay, so Boggy, standing up here on this platform, you knock an arrow and you draw your new bow back and snap. The string breaks. You glance up at the notch and just as you do,

a golden thread weaves itself from thin air, dripping down like honey from a spoon. The wood glows warm in your grip, and a twin arrow of light forms at your fingertips. This is an inspelled weapon, which I'm calling the Bow of Goodwill. A plus one magical bow with three charges. When you hit a creature with an attack,

you can expend one charge to send a healing bolt towards an ally within 30 feet, essentially casting cure wounds at a first level. So like a D8 plus your wisdom modifier. Ooh la la. Amazing. All right, so let me focus on the damage first. Right on.

All right, so this is gonna be a trip shot. Okay. Plus my D6 of Radiant. So everyone's just trying to trip Bolrik into the pool. Get tripped, dingus. 14 damage. Oh my good Lord. Your arrow pierces Bolrik right at his shoulder blade and he's going to try to make a save

to stop from tripping and he doesn't. That's only a 10. So he stumbles backwards and knocks back into the pool. Shit, fuck, ass. Show of your words, but not your feet, friend. You piece of shit. Not nearly as dexterous as a bird. Oh, I'm not a piece of shit, I'm sure of your words, but not your feet, friend. You piece of shit. Not nearly as dexterous as a bird. Oh, I'm not a piece of shit, I'm the whole thing.

I'm the whole commode, friend. Oh, and then is Lila hurt? Can I use my healing bolt on her? Yes, yes, Lila is hurt, so you can heal her. And then I fire an arrow directly at Lila. We're here to help. You said you were here to help. Open your mouth.

I don't know how this works. I think it's medicine. That's six points of healing. Amazing. Okay, so almost like sniffing salt. She goes, and she feels very replenished. She jumps up and she says, I want to kill my fucking brother.

Oh yeah, wait, can I do a perception to see where that fucker is? Sure, yeah. 15. 15, you see in that crowd of monks who was swinging at you, one pasty kid with eyes that have not gone black with dark lace, just looking up at the pool.

Fuck, oh shit. There he is, look at that piece of shit. They captured me too, they captured me too. You don't seem very captured. I'm so fucking captured, they made me wear this robe. You've got all your facilities about you, man. No, no, no, I'm really tired, he goes to a knee. Sit down, we're gonna kick your ass in a second.

Oh shit, don't tell my dad. And now that is Ser Holden's turn, striding towards you, Wellie. Ser Holden is going to make her attacks. Ser Holden, is the real you in there? Ser Holden doesn't say a word, she noiselessly swings at you with savage, errant blows. No nightly strategy, just like raining down

her greatsword on you. That's a 19 to hit and a 14 to hit. I am going to activate Lodestar and make the 19 that would hit me redirect it to Bullric. I think he's too far away now because he disengaged towards the back of the pool. Oh, okay.

So there's probably no one within five feet. Okay, there's nobody around to redirect the attack to. The Great Sword falls on you, pierces your armor for 11 damage. And that is Braxton's turn. He's been snuffed out by Boggy and he's gonna fire his short bow up at you and yell, they made me do this too!

Oh! 18 to hit. Fuck, 18 does hit. Okay. Boggy, you might have to shoot yourself with that arrow. Seven damage. Oh, so it's a bow off you want. No!

And then he's going to nimble escape, disengage and hide. Oh my God. Okay, that brings us up to the top of the order and Wellie squaring off with Sir Holden. So where is Bullric? Bullric's been pushed into the pool. Uh-huh, oh he's currently face down, right? Yes, he's been knocked by Boggy's arrow

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Okay. And then I'm gonna attack Bulric, Sir Bulric. I mean, not Sir Bulric, just Bulric. Yes. Nice. Okay, that is exactly what I got last time, 15. 15 hits. 20 more damage. Oh my God.

And four, that is radiant. Nice. As you hit him, he's like tried to rise out of the pool, but you strike him and he falls, and he looks at you with blood in his mouth. He says, why do you fight like there's hope? Hope died with that dragon and with its rider. Whether or not that dragon died,

whether or not the Princess Lenark died, whether or not the gods absconded, or perhaps something worse. There is something of them that still lingers here. Do you not see it in all these magical items? Do you not see it in the things that we do? Do you not see it in every root of every tree reminding you of the Ender? I think he's jealous because he wasn't chosen like you, Wellie. I wasn't chosen. I was the one who chose. I chose to still believe in them, and you could too, but you don't because you don't

believe in them because the idea of someone being more powerful than you is a threat to how you see yourself, you arrogant son of a fucking scholar! Oh, no! Yes! Damn, damn, my pal, Trollp! You're delusional! They think I'm crazy, but you're delusional! Yeah, no, I am crazy.

Look over there! Well, you turn and you see now from this vantage point, laying in a heap at the side of Cicada's neck, somebody you never met but you know right away. The brass helm with the molted red plume, breastplate caved in, but decorated with a twisted sunburst, and of course, you also see a missing ring finger, the body of Hilda Garnet. Now you see this 200-year-old corpse. You can see there was no ancient force guiding Bolrick's hand, no curse, no prophecy, no whisper from beyond, just a man stripped of faith and future, acting with the clarity of someone who believes the world is already ended. And you deal 20 damage to him?

Yeah. Your sword drives into his chest. He looks down into the pool. He hesitates. But then he looks up at you. He shrugs and he says, He shrugs and he says, huh, fuck it then. With his last breath, he chugs the chalice of black lace. Nothing left for him to do. Blood streaking his teeth. The chalice falls back into the pool as he gasps.

He exhales. He rises. He stands straight up. His eyes gleaming. He's almost invigorated and he snarls. Huh, now you see. the pool has chosen one, one who is stronger than the- Fuck. He doubles over, choking.

Steam rises from his pores, pulsing veins darken beneath his skin, and his flesh starts to soften, sagging like wax left in the the Sun. Finally he breaks. He screams in agony and fear. He shrieks and shrieks till his voice is gone warped into a wet gurgling sound. His body liquefies in front of you collapsing in on itself as bones sinew and blood melt into a sloshing gray mass. The chalice sinks under the black lace as a shapeless ooze quivers where Bulric once was, bubbling, twitching and grasping towards you. Bulric is now a black ooze.

His whole entire plan is fucked. He's dead, but something else remains. Okay, so since he did technically die, I get another attack with my bonus action because of heavy weapon master. Or great weapon master. Okay. So I will now use that to attack this ooze.

Cool. I'm gonna look at Sir Henrietta and just say, Sir Henrietta, the kids are in danger. Look at them. Lila, call out to Sir Henrietta. Lila hears you and she says, Sir Holden, Sir Holden, I need you. Do you hear that?

Kill. And then I am gonna direct Sir Henrietta toward the ooze and then take my own attack. Okay, sick. Swing at this ooze. 24 to hit. Yeah, it hits the sludge, not that hard. 19 damage, five of which is radiant.

19 damage. You stab into this ooze, it ripples and shakes. You can feel it pulsing beneath you. And that brings us to this mass of monks who are at the edge of the cistern with nobody to attack. So I think they're gonna try to scale this platform and get to you guys. They're gonna need to. Caltrops.

Don't forget the caltrops. Yeah. Don't forget the caltrops. Okay, they make Dex saves to not take damage. GC 15, I believe. Okay. Pretty high. God, DC 15, I believe. Okay. Pretty high. God, they rolled a dirty 20.

Oh! I was gonna say, this might be the first time ever something like that worked, and damn. No. DC 15 should be hard to beat for. Yeah. They really wanted it. These monks kind of like,

they shuffle their feet is the problem. They don't pick them up to step on anything. They just kind of shuffle zombie style. Yeah, they also might have decent decks. If I was gonna do a monk stat, I might give them decent decks. And they have shitty ranged weapons and chipped swords. So they're basically going to just scale this platform

World War Z style, but that's only an 11 to hit you, Boggy. Okay, that misses. Yes. Okay. How dare you dis-order the caltrops the dandy old candles made me. One of them kicks them aside. Oh! He spent many a night by the fire crafting those.

Okay, that is Bolwik's turn, but he is dead. He's now this pile of ooze. Well, you've stabbed into the ooze. It starts to crawl up your sword and tries to shoot out to attack you, but that's only a nine to hit. Yes! It doesn't.

The ooze harmlessly reaches towards you. Yes, I said no, it doesn't hit. What an oozer. What an oozer. You oozer, I kick it. No! And now that is Lila's turn. She does not have a weapon, but she turns to you.

I've got an extra, I got an extra one. Oh my god, awesome. You just like emotionlessly hand her an axe. She grabs it. It plummets into the woodwork because it's so heavy. Yeah, it's too heavy. Okay. She picks it up, feeling invigorated

from the HP that Boggy gave her and she's going to attack these scared ones. That's a nat one. Oh. Yeah. It's been a tough 24 hours for you, I understand. the HP that Boggy gave her and she's going to attack these scared ones, that's a nat one. Oh, yeah. It's all right. It's been a tough 24 hours for you, I understand. She raises it over her head, it falls backwards

and crashes into the wood platform. Yeah, it's tough. Yeah, it's hard. Okay, and that is Zudrick's turn. All right, I see Sir Henrietta Holden is... Oh yeah, she's healthy. She's... oh boy. Yeah, she's very healthy. I haven't attacked her yet.

Wellie. I'm sort of trying a diplomatic route, but I've got one more hit before that route is shuttered. Okay. Alright, alright. I hate to say this, but if you tried flirting with her. She's not my type if you can believe it. I cannot. All right, I think Zudrick sees Sir Holden going towards Wellie and sees Welly not attacking Sir Holden.

And up until this point, Zudrik has been quick to violence, quick to a decision, quick to write people off and stuff. But you see, he looks down at Welly well he looks down at Boggy he grabs the bottom of his helm and He rips it off and you see on his skin all of these like stick and poke like sailor type tattoos and

stick and poke, like sailor type tattoos. And you can see from far away that they're all like on top of each other, like cover up after cover up after cover up. And you can even see like a symbol of the lodestar that has something else over it, a symbol of like the hilt, a symbol of the ender and all of these other like crowns and upside down crowns and crowns with slashes through them

and everything like that and Zudrick goes I used to give away my faith too easily And that made me Not want to give it away at all But I have faith in you welly ham damn Boggy rogers I will do this your way.

Um, and I'm going to reach down and try to take the daybreak off of my lance with my new gloves. And then I'm going to jump down between Wellie and Sir Henrietta, and I'm going to hold my hands out, and I'm pushing her back with the charge from the gauntlets. But I'd like to try to do it in a way that's more, like, kind of diplomatic. Like, I'm just trying to shove her back away from Wellie, and I put my hands out and I go,

Sir Holden, we are knights. We have our oaths. Like shaking her into her senses. Yes. Nice. Okay. This is fucking awesome. Zedric, you pull off your armor, revealing all of the ghosts of your past.

You jump off the platform, parting your legs, raising your fist, Michael Jordan emblem style. You land in the shallow cistern and fire this force from your gloves. It knocks into Henrietta Holden. Give me an attack roll. You can add a plus seven. I'll do, can I do a launch to give myself advantage?

Yeah. Okay. So I'll jump down with it. I do not know what happened with the gods, but there was a right and wrong side here today and you can choose what is right. 17? 17 just hits Sir Holden.

Yes! Oh! Yes, sir! She flies 20 feet backwards towards the back of the cistern, splashing into the black lace, submerging for a second. And then she rises slowly, exhaling, blowing the dark liquid out of her helm. She shakes it off. she looks up at you.

She raises her visor. You can see her face. It's gone. Her eyes are dark, soulless, but her chest heaves and she whispers, by the last light of the lodestar, before her final embrace. By all that was and all that may yet come,

she stands rising to her feet. I shall yield to none who would harm the blood of our house. My sword, my will, my all I give. She looks up at the platform. This is my oath. Let the fallen remember my steel served one name. The Lady Lyla. Where the fuck are you, Braxton?

He's there, there he is. Right there, right there. Everyone points at him, everybody that has a good vantage point that is, she gets a 16 to find him and she's going to fire a heavy crossbow directly at the column that he's hiding behind. She whips it from her armor and that's a 14 to hit Braxton. It definitely does. The arrow flies past this horde of undead monks and catches Braxton right in the neck. It does shit. It does 11 damage.

And you watch as Braxton goes to a knee and says, ah, fuck, oh, you took my nose. You're life for ours. What? I mean, all I did was take you up on it. And Braxton keels over dead. And with Henrietta's last action, it took all of her strength to overcome the Black Lace.

You see her go back to a knee and fall face down into the pool. So since that all happened at once, we resolved that, but that actually is Boggy's turn. Braxton and Ser Holden are both down. Bulric is a very hurt pile of ooze, and there is this massive scared monks who actually I don't know if they've taken any damage yet.

Is that possible? Hmm, okay. But they're leaderless, but still do want you dead. Yes, still fervent. I'm up here with Laila. I think Boggy, despite everything telling him not to, reaches into his treasure sack and pulls out the pewter rose of Mathias Dyer and slowly hands it to

Laila and says, someone is out there for you. Someone needs you to fight so that you can be reunited. Bolrik was right that the past is the past, but there are still stories. There are still chance to be warmed by the campfire. So please, let's end this. Laila looks at the rose and blushes, and she casts her eyes up to you. That looks really valuable, by the way. Why do you think he didn't come? I mean, you said it.

Yeah, I kind of had, I had the same question personally. Worth thinking about, have you met my friend Wellie? Probably a conversation for the Rose Garden, whoever you choose to go on a walk with. Anyway, after giving this token back to Lila, Boggy looks at the big horde of zombies that's climbing up, thinks back to the last day he saw his crew, breathes out and whispers under his breath, I made a promise to you all, I'll never run again. I'm sorry. This time it'll be different, I promise. I'm sorry.

And then Boggy draws both of his blades and launches himself into the fray of these zombies. Alright, I'm gonna go ahead and make an attack. 13, does that hit? Does hit these robed monks who are naked below. I'll get to make an offhand attack as well. Okay. That also hits. 21 points of damage. Oh my good Lord.

You decimate these monks with your sword diving down, keeping your promise not to run, but to stay and fight for what you believe in. You slash into all of these monks, spinning around, your sword glowing. You bring them down to one HP. There is a single shambling monk in front of you. And I'll roll a luck check to see if he stumbles back and trips on a caltrop.

That's a nine. Huzzah! He stumbles back, trips on a caltrop, and falls cracking his head on the side of the cistern. Yes! Dropped his ass! The caltrop worked. It's gonna take 10 minutes to clean it up, but it's...

That'll be no time for the Peltrops, am I right? Too true. And because my Scimitar has the Nick property, that second attack just counts as my action, so I can still use a bonus action. So I will go ahead and use a rally on Wellie, because I think she's maybe a little hurt. Oh, nice.

That's great. Eight points of temp HP. Thank you! you inspire me. The fight's not done, Wellie. We write a new story this day. Okay, so that is back around to Wellie. Wellie, you're facing off against this puddle of ooze that used to be bulric, and as you're standing here,

in your pocket, you can feel William Schitt's grinding feverishly against the amethyst. But wait, it's the wrong side. That's the twig in your other pocket that's thrumming. Oh, the twig that Sir Hilda Garnet didn't want me to use. I take it out and I inspect it. Use it? You look at it, the tiny etchings,

hundreds of intricate stars carved in the wood seem to shimmer. This is the twig of mayhem, a chaotic relic from the Age of Stories. This one channels magic not from the gods but from something wilder. It has three charges and you can use it to cast a spell. You just won't know which one. Oh my. I look down at the ooze and I look at the twig and I feel the call of the unknown,

but I am going to use my sword to attack the ooze. Hell yeah, the shine from the opal sun sword has not worn off just yet. That's a nat one. No! I was distracted by the twig. My heart's not in it. You look at the twig and the glimmering lights

distract you for a second. You turn to stab into the ooze, but it disperses and you miss. Zudrik, it's all you. I've got this twig that's kind of twinkling with stars and it's making me wonder about powers beyond the gods, which feels heretical, but enticing. Yes, also you're a bit too handsome without your helmet.

Please put it back on. Yeah, you have stunning features. Thank you. Like Hayden Christensen. I look away bashfully. As you gawk at Zudrik, the ooze swipes up at you. That's only a nine to hit. I ask the ooze sincerelyipes up at you. That's only a nine to hit. Yes. The shoes suck.

I ask the ooze sincerely, was it the twig? Did it distract you too? The ooze gurgles away, shamefully. And now that's Lila's turn. This ooze is actually very, very hurt. So she's gonna pick up the ax and try to hurl it at the ooze. Yes.

That's a natural 14 to hit, and that gets the oozes a Yes. That's a natural 14 to hit, and that gets the oozes AC because it is eight. Yes, Lila, throwing a great axe. All of her might hurling this axe at what is left of her tormentor and does just enough damage. You see the axe plunge into the pool

and the ooze splashes away and Bulric the ooze, everybody has been vanquished. This cavern is clear. Oh, I guess I go over to Sir Holden and see if there's anything left of her. You can give me a medicine check. All right, I guess I'll try to give her a potion and see if that does anything. I assume she's probably beyond that, but I'll give her a potion.

And I got a 16. That's a great check. And you hold her, you pour a potion into her mouth and you watch as it just drips off the side of her lips and down into her helm. She is at rest. May I, humming the Ender's Waltz, go over to this dragon and sort of perform like a ceremonial be at peace sort of thing, even if it's just closing its eyelids or something like that, just to try to send this poor dragon off to whatever the next stage is rather than delaying its existence here to rot and fester and corrupt. Yeah. So you wade through the pool towards this dragon and the long dead body of Sir Hildegarnet

atop it. And you can give me a religion check with advantage since there's nothing happening around here now. I think I'm, I'll go over, a little scared, but also a little sad to see what they've become. But I just, I really want to send them off respectfully still. Okay, that's just a nine. I think that though I tried to put on a brave face

with Bullric, it's hard not to see what's become of the age of stories and not feel it as profoundly estranged from where we are today. So I think maybe my faith is a bit shaken. Yeah. Wellie, it is possible that much of what Boric said is true, but his conclusions are wrong. Yeah. Yeah, I understand. I do, I do. It's just a momentary feeling of how truly far it is. I wasn't jesting when I said you were chosen, and I do think you have chosen yourself.

Stories are something that cannot be buried, cannot die, and whether you like it or not, I think we've become part of a grand new one. Yeah, I suppose I still just feel sad to think that this dragon and Hilda Garnet were probably once beloved by the gods and whether or not the Hilt attacked the other gods it does seem that they were abandoned in some way look at the fate they've come to yes but it is a fate that all men share. All people. Yes. Whether blessed by the gods or not. Yes, perhaps it is irrelevant whether they were blessed by the gods, but we can remember

them. And you see Zudrik sort of bows his head more towards Sir Holden, who I think he feels a little bit more of a kinship with than anyone from the Age of Stories. But all of the crows join him in doing like a crow funeral when they like go around like a fallen friend or something like that. So all of the crows fill the cavern around the dragon,

around Sir Hilda, around sir Holden and we all sort of bow our heads Boggies going to Uncork the whiskey with his teeth pour everyone a cup and then pour a little bit over the dragon and sir Hilda as well All of Boggies buds return to the bog someday Indeed, you know what? Thank you for doing this here All Boggy's buds return to the bog someday. Indeed. You know what? Thank you for doing this. Here I was trying to do some sort of divine ritual, but actually these human rituals seem just as respectful. And so do the bird ones.

Oh yeah, that's a- I've considered that kind of a human ritual. I'm assuming you came up with that. You didn't? Did the crows just do it? Yeah, the crows just do it. Oh, okay. Okay. So, sorry. I feel like it takes a lot of cues from the crows. Let me take that again. I guess these human and crow rituals are actually just as respectful. Thank you. Tabitha appreciates that. Yeah, I do. And actually Salem is very sensitive, so he appreciates that as well.

I haven't noticed that yet. Yeah. Wow. Well, he's been upset with you. Really? Okay. Well, if we're getting it all out there, William Schitt he's been upset with you. Really? Yeah. Okay, well, if we're getting it all out there, William Schitts is really pissed at you. And this isn't helping soon, really.

He's pissed that you got squished. As you guys hang your heads and bicker quietly during the funeral, a sense of peace and calm falls over this cavern. Maybe well, you didn't get to make a connection far back into the age of stories, but coming together and mourning and remembering everybody's story, that's kind of the best you can do in these situations.

And you realize that maybe the age of stories isn't completely past. Maybe you are still telling it. And this story is not over quite yet either, because there's still the small matter of getting Lila out of the keep and bringing her home. And that's where we'll end our session. Lila, how are you with traps? Can you sign on this that you were rescued?

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