The last time we were with the group they had just been teleported away by a powerful wizard, Klaton, Majest's brother. They though the wizard was going to kill them with a spell (although it is only a teleport spell, it is a spell made by Klaton to teleport others and make threm unconciose for awile.
Gunthor is the first to start to regain conciousness. He suddenly realizes he is alive, and to him that is a great surprise. Then and he felt something furry moving on his face and panicks as he is still half asleep. "What the, Ahhhhhhh, get it off get it off me!" The dwarf started running around wildly slapping at his face. There was a splash as the small rodent that was on his face fell to the floor who was, strangely, wet. Gunthor was wading through a foot of water. In a smelly, damp, sewer! Gunthor couldn't believe it he was is in a stupid sewer. He then decided to wake the others, and see what they were going to do. He splash some water into Blanes face and slaped him a couple times before he came to.
"What, where, ungh, I'm alive! What the, we're in a sewer. How did we get here?" Blane was asking Gunthor who didn't have a clue and just stood there shrugging. "Well, what are we whaiting for? Let's wake the others." So a little while latter everyone was awoken and after the rejoicement of being alive, the question was: how did we get here? It seemed the Salvin had the answer.
"I think that Klaton never intended to kill us" Salvin noted after awhile of reflecting. "What are you talking about" implide Trevrin who, like the others, didn't seem to understand.
"Well, if wanted to kill us we should be all dead right now, am I right" this was ment to be a rhetorical question. "So what I mean is that Klaton wanted us to live probably so we would go back to Masjest to tell him we failed in getting the scroll." Salvin contineud, seemingly angry when he noted they had failed.
"Uhh, guys about not getting the scroll, Salvin is wrong. We didn't fail." Mykael said.
"Mykael we didn't get the scroll�" at that point he was cut off by Mykael.
"Maybe you didn't but I did" Mykael beem proudly as he fetched the scroll out of one of his many pockets. "Tadda"
"Well, peel off my skin and rol my in salt if that thief isn't just the best" said Gunthor, slapping the hafling in the back almost sending him to the floor. An "ohh yaaa, just the greatest" could be heard from Trevrin but no one siad anything about it. "Now we have to get out of here, wich way do we go from here that way" he pointed down the sewer tunnel to what he thought was the east " or that way "he pointed to what he though was the west. He didn't let the others decide he just started to walk to the west. The others followed, Trevrin gave a though to complained but then he rather didn't.
Wilias being in the sewers, he somehow changed, it was as if he suddenly had become paranoid. His eyes grew wide in fear and hate and he unsheathed his sword. "Damn sewers, useless tunnels filled with death and hate and destruction. Huhh, what was that, a denisen of evil no dought," Wilias saw a rat and charged it, killed it and then ran to the front of the party his eyes moving wildly and without thought. "Why me, why the sewers, WHY!" this bizare behavoire began to unnerve the others and they forcefully sat the paladin down.
"Wilias, what's wrong?" Asked Blane trying to use his priestly influence to calm the man down but Wilias didn't answer. His eyes were still darting around and all. "Calm down man, why are you acting like this?" Still Blane couldn't get anything out of him. Then, suddenly, Wilias leapt on the Priest and bowled him over, his sword drawn and at his "foes" throught.
"Leave me alone, I will not join you, SHUT UP!" sreemed Wilias, then his body crumbled to the floor as Gunthor bashed Wiliasover the head.
"Damn paladin, what in the hells was wrong with him, no don't wory he isn't dead Mykael so don't empty his pockets." Gunthor chastized the thief who was getting a little to close to the unconciouse man. The thief, seeing what the dwarf had done to Wilias ran to the back of the party. So it was voted that Trevrin whould carry th limp body, not without some arguing on his part. And so the party moved on, until they came to branch tunnel heading north. The party opted to go north with some explaining from Salvin to why it was the best choice. After a few minutes of walking the tunnel turn to face west agian and the tunnel widend into a round room. The party being extremly weary decided to rest, study spellbooks, eat and all other thing a group must do before moving on. A gaurd was to be at watch at all times, for the group new not what horrors filled these foul smelling tunnels. Despite this the Travlers slept unmolested. Though they where all awakened by the sound of a sword striking metal. All could see Wilias hacking away at the wall of the metal pipe they where in. He was also cursing profutiosly at the wall as if it could hear him. Then Wilias turned and pointed his sword at the group and charged them. Trevrin beibg the closest tackled the mad paladin to the ground knocking his sword away. Then Mykael appeared with a cloth and put it across Wilias's moutha nd nose.
"Nighty night Wilias, heheheh" is what the small man said as Wilias fell asleep. The others stared in shock at what the thief had done, they thought he had killed him. "Havn't you people seen anestetiques before, geez you guys have to get out more.
"Shut up Myke" this was said by all the party excluding Wilias and Mykael. The party then pact up and moved on. Leading out of the room where to passages and the group fellowed a southern course for about ten minutes. At wich point the tunnel joined a bigger tunnel and the they set a western course. The party could now see a bend in the tunnel they where fellowing. Then Mykael, who was in the lead, spoted something at the bend.
"What is that, up there do you see it." And the party did see it a 5 foot bypedial thing was running not towards them but away from them around the bend. But some people in the group noticed something. Some sort of mist or gas was leaking out from the thing and they advised the others to cover thier mouth and nose with a cloth, just in case. So the intrepid adventurers sped off, down the tunnel, after the thing, around the corner and into a big octogonal room. The thing was in the center and could be seen quit clearly. It was a devilish thing that was a pale sickly green and lanky yet not seemingly week. The thing then looked at Mykael and breathed a ball of green gas over him that seemed to have no effect on him. Gunthor launched his hammer and hit the thing squarly in the chest. Where the thing was hit a puff of mist flew out. The mist thing then turned around and called to something. During this moment Salvin began chanting, Blane and Trevrin started to move to flank the thing on both sides and Mykael was moving on the same side as Blane to flank the mist-thing from the back.
Then a long gnarly green form sprouted from the water on the floor and bit down on Trevrin draging him to the floor. Trevrin then started to hack at the green thing all had discern to be an alligator. The gator ripped at Trevrin and Trevrin slashed at the thing and water was splashing everywhere. The mist thing had taken the distraction to start chanting it self. Salvin at the last moment redirected his spell to the alligator rather then the mist-thing because it was an emmidiat threat. From Salvins hands shot two missils who both hit the gator and melted thier way through it's flesh killing the thing who released it's gripp on the ranger who was only partially hurt. Now all attention turned to the mist-thing who stopedit's chanting and on either side a thing that seemed to be just like it except they seemed to be made of ice. All three thing now adjanced on the Travelers who had only form a semicircle around it.
Trevrin then steped up to the ice thing nearest him and slashed at it twice hitting on both accasion causing much damage to the thing and sending it down to the ground. Blane then, much inspired by Trevrin's act, leapt upon the ice-thing near him and swung a mighty blow who when astray and the force swung the priest around so for him to face the thief blocking his way into the fray. Gunthor was still a ways from the mist thing so he once again launche dhis warhammer and hit it this time in the legs breaking both of them and the thing fell down into the water in wich it started to make some gestures who seemed futile since it's legs no longer functioned. Then as if on cue both ice-things shot a volley of ice shards, one hitting Trevrin the other bashing Blane. Both man and elf shivered and steped back to get thier bearings back. The mist-thing them let some green mist escape from it's body and it formed into roufly a square in wich Gunthor was located. It had chosen the small man with the hammer for it's spell because it saw him as the bigest threat and it knew that if that hammer hit it one more time it would not survive.
Mykael had by now slip under water and swam behind one of the ice-things. He was positioning himself for a back stab. He leapt and landed on the things back and stuck his sword throughit's back and the blade stuck out the other side lodging it self in the ground pinning the thing down. Mykael was now takeing his knife out. Blane now recovered from the initial chill of the blsdt he had recieved and saw that Trevrin's thing was the only ine left posing a threat so whent to help him. But Trevrin now had other ideas and let loose a furry of three blows all of wich hit thier mark and choped off an arm a leg and split the head in two killing his thing and then he sat down and breathed a long breath. Gunthor had a bit of a problem in the cloud of mist. He couldn't see two feet in front of him. Not even with his infravision. So he did what any worthy dwarf whould do, he ran blindly to where his foe had been the last time he saw it. He emerged from the mist and at his feet saw the mist-thing.
"Please have mercy on me, I am a defensless." Splat, Gunthor didn't care if the thing was now defenceless it attacked him so he bashed it's head in. Gunthor then shifted his eyes to survey the seen, Trevrin was wounded but not much Mykael was picking up handfull after hand full of treasure from a corner so Guthor threw him the oarty bag as a reminder and Blane was begining a spell to heal Trevrin, but where the hell was Salvin. The mage wasn't in the room. Then Gunthor heard some grunting from behind him. He turned and saw Salvin struggling to get a secret passage open
"You need some help witth that."
Next: The group deels with some things in Waterdeep.
Notes: This little sewer adventure that I wrote wssn't supposed to happen I just happened to think of it this morning so I wrote it and it seemed to fit with the rest of the story. So does anybody think the group has seen the last of Klatotn? I don,T think so. Anyway those "things" the party fought where some Mephit imps, a mist mephit and two ice mephits. I thought they would be a challenge for the party, I guess they weren't so I'm going to have to think of stronger monsters, a Tarrasque maybe, well, not yet anyway.
