Campaign of the Month: April 2011

Planejammer: The Spelljoined

07/02/2021 GAME NOTES
The City of Seven Seraphs

“I’m thirsty after all that walking! Let’s check this place out!”

Lots of girls and different species running around in corsets. Humans are actually the minority around here. 3-story bar with inside balconies overlooking main area. Ef looks for dangerous types as Finn and Etsuriko look around.

They zero in on the fact that they know somebody here! 4-years ago the Void Skimmer and the Misfits. A ninja-style bar with feet up on the bar drinking. A Goth pirate, all black with black mask covering eyes and mouth. Dreads coming out the back with black shirt.

Bangles in his hair. Chained purplish metal belt. Starwheel pistol. Yellowish-mottled skin – GITHYANKI. One of the crew who brought Ozzy back from the Dark Sun world.

Finn – This seems like a more reliable source to question, let’s ask him, eh?

Kenari orders drinks while Ef gets us a table. Finn w/Etsuriko following go to talk to the Githyanki. Good sir, I seem to recognize you from past dealings. Are you willing to talk?

He kicks the stool beside him. Have a seat!As long as the holy people don’t talk to me we’re fine. Klattha, you can call me Klattha. Pardon me, I’ve been drinking.

Finn introduces himself and the 7 stars, and how we’re looking for information. He offers him back at the table. Can you help us get a private room? The bill will be on my friends. Which one? Oh all of them. I like you!

Posh meeting room arrangement, big table and posh tapestries, well liqour and munchies. 20 GP +20 GP for magical interference.

Bit of a cager, are you? From time to time. I’ve been known to pop in there from time to time. Rescue a few slaves, get gutted a few times, good times! Kenari puts her feet up and lights a pipe and passes it.

Aoskar the God of Portals? Seek the Dock Master. Missing chronomancers? Ask the Forseen. How do we contact them? Do I think of a crime and get one to show up? A roast chicken with 18 legs? Better taste like chicken.

More forms and bureaucracy? Oh yay! This is your field, Finn. Lots of black around, black plate mail, lots of skull motifs and such.

Funny you should ask that, I’m looking for a friend of mine, The Sapphire Mage. Oh I HATE those guys! That mage was nice and then he was nuts! Maybe he was implanted? It is what it is.

Knock on the door. Portly elderly halfling man with a double sized wine bottle with a 1/4 inch of dust. Delivery from the Lady? Mistress Sindona. We don’t know her… I KNOW HER. Mistress says to say this is from Casamir’s private collection and he’ll be pissed when he hears you’ve drunk it. 900 yr old bottle of Elven scotch.

I haven’t seen the Sapphire Mage in years, over a decade ago. I just heard about his disappearance. Hadn’t heard about illithid connections (grr).

I show the book to Klathha to see if he can make anything out about the Sapphire Mage Book. Illithid language mixed in with the magic formula and math. Maybe Etsuriko with her ring of scholars could read it?
She tries: odd words repeated : Quantum and Earth Prime

Could they be trying to get to this Earth PRime to try their Operation Mastermind thing again? Maybe we can get there first thanks to the Dockmaster? Says Etsuriko.

Klattha asks Finn about his Illithid circutry. What’s up with that right there?
I received this unwillingly from a nautiloid ship while battling them with the house of seven stars.

Ef can tell that Klattha is an Athar, one of the ones who believe the gods are frauds. Gods are just people with power, right? “I know I am,” says Finn. “FINN NO!” says Etsuriko.

“Have you heard the good word of Murlyn, my friend? I see the pistol you’re carrying.” I got it from a poker game, actually.

Kenari pulls out all of her guns. I’ve got this one, and this one, and this one, and this one…

Melchior tries to prosthelitize with Klathha about Murlyn and the Githyanki tells him to step off.

Cap Vedis – I’m sorry, he’s American.

Come on Melchior, you can tell me all about Murlynd, Kenari says as she pats the seat next to her.

Someone mentions hamsters, and Kenari cries into her beer about Elliwinkle as she tells the story. Melchior cries in sympathy and consoles her with the emotional support Skittermander, but it happens to be grumpy tonight until it cleans the platter of leftover chicken and burps.

Klattha looks at his drink. That’s good whiskey!

Are we going out in a vampire city tonight? Well, my Wisdom is shot, that sounds like a great idea!

Snow crystals in the air outside, 10-15 degrees cooler than when we entered. No accumulation on the ground, though. Kenari marvels at the twinkling lights and pretty colors as she’d never seen snow before.

Vedis – bureaucracy takes forever… let’s just get started!

Kenari tries to taste the snow and it sends a small charge through her and makes her whiskers twitch. TINGLY!

Mostly Shadow Planetouched people around. Small slender human woman bedouin in style with just the face showing and tattoo on her forehead (eye with spheres) appears. Her eyes are rivited on Vedis. She does forehead salute and says “Good evening milady” and continues on.

We notice a symbol of Foreseen around “eyes in middle of horns” and talk to a cop on a floating rock come down to patrol shift in a white uniform. Vedis flags him down to talk. Samsarin – race that’s been reborn over and over again. Let me know the nature of your business and I’ll direct you!
He farts. I apologize, I used to be an adventurer. It’s a curse. Another fart. Kenari pulls her scarf up over her nose. You don’t want to see me if I fail a CON check when I’ve been drinking!

If there’s one person the dockmaster hangs out with, that’s Deathmaster Terrowell from the Ice Grave Enclave. Who’s that? Tourists. He points to the iceburg. She’s the head mortician. Like the Dustmen, but more engaged in this side of reality.

She hangs out in a tea house and a few markets. You didn’t hear it from me, though. The White Lotus Tea Room, to be exact. He farts again, very badly. Kenari lights a candle that flares largely from the polluted atmospehre. Twinkling lights, bad smells, Kenari doesn’t feel so good.

Let’s get some strong tea, we’ll feel better. Dirty stick water? Eh. No that’s cinnamon, says Vedis. Nasty floating spider in the corner, NO NO NO. Kenari gets a seat out on the balcony with some fresh air so she doesn’t have to look at that.

There’s a party of fey on the other side of the table. Eladrin, satyr and brownies… four different kinds of lizardmen playing knucklebones… and a leprechaun. So… what DID happen when you walked into the bar? One of the fey snorts and waves me a way as my ears ache. They gossip about minor things.

Lenata casts Zone of Silence around the table to give us privacy. Deathmaster is a Black furred catfolk going to gray, with a semi-transparent specter of a Ratfolk bartender. After an hour a mostly human reddish skinned woman dressed like the githyanki though swashbuckler with shoulderbag comes in and waves outside the zone.

Finn approaches her. How can I help you? My name is Alyssa Starbow and we need to talk business. I represent the Bookbinders and we deal in information. You passed through the docks with an unidentified rare tome of some sort and we’re interested in adding to our library.

We just want to secure the information before the Steamwalkers do as they tend to do horrible things. No offense, but as long as I keep it nobody can use it, and you’re business practices are already not trustworthy.
Ef gets the impression that she is legit. Vedis checks her Empathy – interested, eager, curious, slightly frustrated. I shake hands with her and activate my bracelet. She doesn’t seem to be lying.

Etsuriko scans the crown for undue attention. Someone seems to be staring at our table from a 2nd floor balcony across the street. Forseen robes on the logo. I could just go say Hi… Ef casts Shield on her before she goes long stepping.

What’s going on? says Klattha. Oh they just do that.

Etsuriko appears non-threatening to talk. He holds out a scroll to her and walks off. She pops back to the table and hands it to Vedis. I think he wanted us to have this.

Vedis checks out the scroll. We’re directed to meet the Master of the Docks in the Warehouse District at the Warehouses owned by the Spelljoined. Ef, when did you get a warehouse? Wibbly Wobbly, Timey Wimey.
So that means anything in it is ours, right?

Alyssa scribbles down a teahouse down in Destiny’s Bodice. You can find me here. That’s Casamir’s old haunt, right? It rains a lot (The Rains of Casamir.)

We head to The Garter – warehouse zone. Nice, big wooden warehouse fills a single city block with a plaque – Spelljoined Offical Business Only with a bell. Finn tries the door but it doesn’t open for him. That’s because you’re not Spelljoined! Kenari opens the door and sticks her tongue out as they walk in.
Not used in a while, office, piles of wood, flickering light in the office.

Ef walks up to the office and opens the door. A skinny human Mulhorandi with a simple tunic is doodling in a ledger and scared by Ef Utan. “Really, you’re doodling in the books?” What are you doing here? I work here!

Are you one of mine? Asks Kenari. Nope… darn I was hoping. We’re the Spelljoined!

He points at Finn. You… you’re the one who died from Syphis! BWAHAHAH! That’s right, it’s been 100 years and the time docks are opening again, aren’t they. You’d been dead for 300 years!

Whose been keeping this place going, then? Do we owe back taxes?

If I remember correctly… her great grandson (points to Vedis). Who’d you have a kid with??? asks Kenari. Could be one of 3, maybe? says Vedis.

Lenata picks up the start of rain outside with a massive boom of thunder before everything shakes a bit.

I’m going to have to message my superior about this, the kid says as he leaves with a scroll tube and a pen. Finn and Kenari are curious about the warehouse contents and history as Ef goes outside to see
if anyone is here to meet us. As he does so, a figure teleports in floating above the ground, staff in hand. Dockmaster.

Massive psionic energy radiates off the guy. Bring the Rest. It’s not raining where he’s floating. Kenari shoves record books from the warehouse into her bag to read later.

We step out into the rain as Vedis opens her umbrella. We get the feeling we’re being analyzed down to the molecular level as the Dockmaster looks at us. I’ve been judged by gods before, Kenari mutters.

Good, the threads have come together. Now that you’re here, various forces including myself and your Reigar patron Tain, Mordenkainan, etc have done our best to keep you away from the Fates and Fortunes to continue to fight the Mind Flayers.

Now things have reached a fracture point and they’re breaking through everywhere. CLAP OF PURPLE LIGHTNING with a ghostly image of a purple nautiloid. Events far from now are reaching ahead. You are among the few who have a chance to stop them.
Be careful, beware, probabilities haven been juggled to get you here today. As I said, forces. The Spelljammer and the Lady are two of those. After all it is the rarest of things to actually have heard the Lady of Pain speak.

You are but one group among many. You’re going to have the opportunity to face them in arenas where you can do damage. You’ve already heard about the Alternate Realities. Yes, what about this Earth Prime can you get us there so we can stop falling behind the Illithids?

The rain is thinning… this conversation can no longer be protected. Watch each others backs. Always look for the rule of three. Lightning cracks, static fur. Freaking gods!

Three lighting strikes. Everything shakes, warehouse flickers in existence and a massive kaiju stomps through. Kaleidoscope flicker that doesn’t reset exactly to where it was before. Now the warehouse has a for sale sign on it.

The Captain, Violet, and Klassath are no longer here.

06/04/21 GAME NOTES

Shadows linger at the edge of the road and are unable to step on the road. We walk for a few hours as Ef scans around with Detect Magic. Ef sees a bright white light on the road approaching at a significant rate of speed down the road. It seems like a standard light spell moving quickly. Directly above it 100ft or so is a Space Shark with a weird light inside? Is it a ship? Twice the size of our ship.
Our road is roughly 100 ft across. Lenata says to huddle up and casts Sphere of Invisibility. As it passes Vedis and Etsuriko see that it’s a ship, not a creature. The light was it’s way of having a “foot on the road.”

Next break on the road – Ef spots a crack in the road. Inch or two in one edge of the road. We make camp. A glance up the road shows a trio of figures in the direction we’re headed. I dimension door down the road to get a better look.
Two males, one female, pale skin, read hair, fine features, mostly human looking, non-descript clothes. Something off like an Aasimar. Long swords and a dagger. Crystal jewelry so probably a caster type.
Vedis- sounds like Elan, psionic people. Let’s camp casual and see what happens!

They approach and hail us. They offer food if they can sit with our fire. We have a Hearthstone from the ship. Lenata casts tongues since Vedis can’t speak Elvish.
They have meats and a variety of seasons and spices with them. Where are you all hailing from? A small outpost in the plane of air off the beaten path.
Yes this is the way to Hirayata – aka the City of Seven Seraphs. It should only be a few weeks travel. A FEW WEEKS? SO LONG! Ef passes around shots of healng potion/ale.
They start talking about the city. Etsuriko, Finn and Ef Utan recognzize the tone of voice and delivery like a resident of sigil talking to a Prime.
It’s a city founded underneath a rift between the shadow and the ethereal with the city in a stable bubble in the middle. It’s the 7 seraph statues that hold back the chaos. There is pure balance there. Good for every evil, law for chaos, etc. Millions of entities.
There are also docks there from various planes as well as time periods. The ruling class is well entrenched vampires, very old. The Dockmaster is the lord of the docks district, as old as the city itself.
Illithids are banned and their thralls are not looked well upon.

Other than caravans pulled by 6-legged lizards not much happens until the “morning.” We part ways with the Elan and move forward. The space outside of the Lattice takes on a Haunted Bajou look. Shadows, moss, bats, etc.
The road has narrowed to 40 ft. Kenari takes vanguard and sees motion among the shadowy undrgrowth but nothing approaching the Lattice itself. The area outside of it is very well populated. Glimpse of a shadowy alligator, etc.
6-8 days of travel with few encounters. Occasionally other ships go by. Even the next model over from the Nomad. Big triangle of metal ship? Another 4 days out the sky seems twisted. As we get closer it resolves
more into a roiling circular ball-shaped storm cloud all silver and black in the distance. The Rift/Radia? We’re passed by others on the road. Tinker Gnomes? 4 gnomes with big green goggles and overalls come flying up the road in metal framed contraptions
belching green fire. That was awesome! I’m waiting for the explosion to happen – Lenata. What I lack in speed I make up for in style – Melchior. I should stick my thumb out next time! – Kenari

As we approach the city the air gets hot and burning. Ef puts on the face-hugger Carigmoor rebreather. Others have coughing fits and are sickened. The rest of us get acid trip level awareness.


Lenata casts Air Bubble on those who are sick and tends to them. Kenari wets her scarf and ties it around her face. The weather gets weirder as we get closer. There’s shit from the Ethereal and all sorts of stuff in the sky.

Vedis has a bit of a bad trip. There’s a lot more lightning and funny different colors in the sky as we move on. Vedis gets struck by blue lightning that arcs to the dagger and Ef’s manacles. I drop the dagger in time but Ef doesn’t. Smoke comes out of Vedis’ ears as her hair stands on end. Psionic overload as she crackles with arcs. Very Dragonball Z.
Are you OK? KEnari pokes Vedis with a non-conductive stick. Kenari’s fur stands on end as she static shocks people and laughs. Vedis shoots off some excess power points and puts on a light show.She stands on the edge of the road shooting off while out of the swamp a tentacle wraps around her ankle.
She blams it with an energy push. Bits of flesh flying everywhere as she blasts off her excess points. As if Finn puking wasn’t enough! – Etsuriko

About 40-50 miles out there’s a sudden shift in the sky. Before it was haunted feel, now to the right it looks like water with ships heading in and out. In the shadowy sky past it are spelljammer ships. Lots and lots of traffic. We hear the dim roar of the winds of the Radia.

Thunderbolts and lightning, not crazy colors anymore. Darkness intensifies. Every time lightning cracks we swear we see skulls and such as the light flashes. Melchior gets freaked out and runs down the road.
Etsuriko is psyched that we’re finally moving faster and keeps up with him. Kenari dimension doors and hooks his belt with a grappling hook. IT’S GOT ME! as Melchior scrambles away in fear.
When he realizes he can’t escape he crouches and sobs as he pulls his hat over his head as Kenari pulls him down the road. Murlynd forgive me!

Vedis calms him and Melchior cuddles Vi as his Emotional Support Skittermander. He tells it stories of Murlynd in soft tones as he strokes it.

The water gets closer and we feel like we’re on a bridge as we walk on. The road has narrowed to 30 ft and the wind has picked up as the waves splash over the road. Finn and Lenata are washed off the Latice into the water. I try to port off the Lattice but find I can’t. Finn casts Fly and drops a rope to Etsuriko as he takes a rope out to them.
Ef guts dunked by water and Vedis gets swept out into the water. Ef grabs hold of Lenata. Finn has the rope that Ef drops. I unhook Melchior and throw the rope out to Vedis and Finn swims by to grab her.
Finn swims and grabs the captain as Kenari tosses the rope w/ grappling hook near by. Big black shark with red eyes! It breaks water 15 ft behind them. 65 feet long? Ef hovers and casts lightning bolt when it pops up again, nailing it just before it gets a mouth full of the captain. I think we should keep the ropes tied to them. What do you think?

Everybody tie down with the rope like when we’re on ship!

Ef swept off, Etsuriko bangs her head and sinks. Lenata casts fly on Kenari and herself to go get them. Two forms sweep out of the clouds fast. Jet black terydactyls. Kenari just manages to get out of the way as Lenata gets raked across the back.
Vedis throws her mind blades at them and they shriek and fly off. As we get them back on the road Finn says “But even wet my outfit looks better.”

As we proceed forward we see a tunnel that seems to go through the storm. It feels weird in the tunnel as the sky is like fractured glass with each sliver showing a piece of different sky.
A massive city 20 times the size of Greyhawk. The side we come out on has a huge bay with multiple kinds of ships and vehicles. Dockyard twice the size of Greyhawk.

It’s raining again but smells faintly of lavendar. At least it smells better than Sigil! KEnari moans as she wrings out her fur.

Tunnel opens up into a circular landing like a ferry landing. Out in the water looks like a massive iceberg that looks odd – dead bodies frozen together. Even somewhat artfully arranged.
A small barge approaches and a tall dark hadogee steps out. I heard we had travellers out here. Welcome! We pay the ferryman and he takes us to the city. Architecture is very mismatched.
Floating platforms with railings and guys directing air traffic. The iceberg is their burial ground for the city. Any big rules? The usual theft and murder, etc. Rules free zones for more illegal commerce.
The Forseen are the guards that run the docks and they have a tendency to detect trouble rather quickly. Vedis asks about vampires. Hadogee laughs and turns around to show his fangs. There are numerous temples for conversion if you wish.
He sets us down at a busy dock. First time I’ve seen one where humans are a minority.

Madame Susigians is a bar for questionable companionship and answers to your questions. 25%/30% population are vampires. Melchior is not happy. Finn, you’re not thinking of conversion are you? Because you thought it pretty loud.

Game Notes 04/23/2021

Winnings is enough to purchase 10 slaves to free, preferably female as Carigmoor is not a great place to be.

Ef picks up on the fact that we’re being followed by House Cavindish affiliates. They themselves are being followed by a female Githyanki with a funny looking metal hat.

He messages Etsuriko and me that we’re being followed. I suggest that Etsuriko and I teleport behind the Githyanki and battle begins.

Githyanki summons a weapon and shakes her head at us .“Don’t…”

Don’t what? We’re just here to talk, you’re the one following us. She’s wearing a mithral tinfoil hat. Does it work? I usually don’t give them a chance.

I haven’t tested yet. Do you know where they are so we can test it? Follow us and you’re sure to get that chance. Excellent!

Finn – Good sirs! (waves) I believe your’e looking for me! Don’t go anywahere! He says as the Cavindish guys decide to leave.

Shall we go somewhere more discreet where we can talk? Finn heading back to Gertrudes. Melchior wraps his arms around their shoulders and begins to preach the word of Murlynd. Have you heard the good word? He puts a glazed expression on their faces.

Ef explains family circumstances to the Githyanki. Is there anything these humans can’t do?

Servants balk abit but let us in to the estate. Finn and Melchor talk to Cavindish men (Earl and Roderick) on the porch as Etsuriko watches and rolls her eyes. Finn orders servants around to get drinks and snacks.
They’re never that respectable to me! – Ef

Cavindish men had heard about us at the fights. They’re rank and file so they have zero influence. Except now they’ve been seen on the front porch of the Sorpic House, haven’t you?

Justin Cavindish favors The Silver Feather brothel on the Western Port if you want to try to run into him. He gives them each a gold piece as he announces loudly his thanks for their help and dismisses them.

I hear you might be looking for someone and I know where you can find this person. We sweep off the table and she rolls out the map to point out her location. I try to sweep a candlestick holder into my bag as Etsuriko picks it out and sets it back again.

Map points out the route – Carigmoor → Yggdrisil → Plane of Shadow → Astral Plane → where they’ll be in 3 days.

What’s your angle? I heard you were friends of the Seven Stars and I admire this group very much. I want to work with you. It works for me, any enemy of the Mind Flayers works for me, honestly. Flattery will get you everywhere, especially with Finn.

Well met, you’re fluent in Githyanki! Fluency is a specialty of mine. Is THAT what they call it?

Any particular encounters with the Illithids to set you on the path? Or is it more of a cultural thing? It’s a cultural thing.

Finn is pretty sure she’s a Slayer and asks her. She’s had one too many hits by tentacles so she wears the hat. Drug addled and eyes bulging, Kenari passes her the bowl to takes the edge off. She appreciates the hospitality.

I offer to teleport and say Are you sure? I can’t aim… So about this ship… oh come on, I haven’t tried it yet! Can we go now? Sure, hold hands and sing kumba ya! She elbows next to Finn to hold his hand.

Ef – You know, we could rest first as Etsuriko pats his shoulder and wipes blood off her hand. Blood, shmud… look at my shirt! Lenatta rolls her eyes. I mended your shirt, Kenari. Oh yeah! OK, we can rest (pout) and do it in the morning.

Dinner – I prefer my carapaces extra crispy, please. – Squick!

The Lady of the house returns and raises an eyebrow at the flurry of activity of the staff. Ef humbly approaches and explains what’s going on as Kenari points at Finn. She pinches his cheek. You always were a good boy. SLAP! ASK next time.

I would next time! Slap him too! Ef points to Finn as he shovels the BS and smoothly explains his actions. What an artful architecture of complete BS! I’m really impressed! It’s still my house though! SLAP!

You could learn some social graces from him! Squick is curious about this social interaction as I explain it’s a way family greets each other around here. NO IT ISN’T! says Ef.

Squick cuts up food and offers it to Kenari explaining Githyanki saliva is a delicacy. I try it but it’s not good at all as I cough up a hairball. Cat saliva is useful too, but I don’t share it with everyone. I was just trying to be nice and share with you!

We’re having so much fun and we’re going to fight Illithids together! SQUEE! She offers food to Lenata next. I’m good, really!

Etsuriko just barely manages not to laugh as her jaw twitches but we know her and recognize it.

I GREET YOU AS FAMILY! SLAP! (Squick) Lenata prestidigitates most of her food onto Finn’s plate. He shovels the BS as Squick feeds Finn and the BS doesn’t stop with how good it is.

Etsuriko loses it finally and LOL as she thanks Gertrude for the best time ever.

Squick obviously considers slapping Gertrude on the back of the head as a greeting as Ef Utan notices and grabs her wrist to stop her.

Are we wrestling now? Nice lady they told you a lie, don’t slap Gertrude. Gertrude turns around and stares us down. KNOCK IT OFF, CHILDREN!

We eat dessert in silence and kick each others shins and bite our lips as we try not to laugh. Squick holds her breath as she thought breathing was the only thing she was doing. She turns blue and falls unconcious for a minute before she wakes up again.

Is that Githyanki custom? No, she’s just literal. The skittermander crawls out of Vedis’ coat as the tentacle reaches out to grab food off the table. Squick looks around the table to see if the tentacle is coming out of Finn.

Squick says “That’s just wrong!” as she sees it (ala Tribbles). Vedis sighs and puts the harness on the Skittermander and puts it back in her coat.

The next morning we clean up, drink some coffee and Kenari focuses on the Astral Plane as we hold hands in a circle. The plane shifts into the bright light of the Astral Plane where all spells are Quickened.
We scan the area and at first don’t see anything. Ef sees way off in the distance relative West a glint of something off of a reflective surface. He points it out and then it’s gone.

We ask if Lenata can commune with the Plane to see if we can find where we are and where Corvus is. We’re about 50 miles from the mark on the map. That’s not TOO bad, right? Could’ve been worse!

The mark is probably a color pool but it’s not on the map. There aren’t any powerful beings between here and there. Corvus is not in this area.

We jump and fall in the right direction as we take off towards the spot on the map. About 50 ft from where we stop is a black color pool about 30 ft across. Finn says this one goes to the Shadow Plane. Black=Shadow? Who’d have thought, right? – Vedis

Ef sees a reflection again and it’s gone. We’re probably being followed again…

Portal = Key is a 2 in black sphere of marble – No special circumstances to use. 2-Way portal. For one round you’re able to see what’s on the other side = On the other side it’s dark. Stunted leafless trees, black in color. Swirling darkness. 200-300 feet off is a road.

Etsuriko and I Flickering Step in the general direction where we think we see the glint. At first we dont’ see anything but then it looks like a humanoid made out of clear glass. We looked through it before it registered and is 15 ft to our left as we hide. It doesn’t seem to be moving. Nothing I’ve heard about Planes-wise.

Etsuriko says hello to it with no reaction. Kenari, ONE of us has to touch it. What if that’s what activates it? Etsuriko grabs my hand and we move as it follows us. Well THAT’s not creepy.

Kenari is the voice of reason for once and Etsuriko says “Well I’m going to touch it.” Reverse psychology, everyone. Now Kenari has plausible deniability. Nothing happens. Well the heck if I know what to do about this thing.

We flicker step back and it copies us.

Vedis uses knowledgs Psionics. It might be an Observer. They tend to turn up at big events and fixed points in time. They do not directly interfere in things for the most part. All the things we’ve done and NOW is when it shows up? We have an interstellar audience now – Finn.

One or two tales of Observers who intercede, but probably BS. They are ridiculously powerful. Sent out into the universe by one of the great psionic godminds. Vedis concentrates and examines it. She sees it’s view of us except for Melchior because of his guns. Apparently his magic guns keep him from being seen.

For just a moment the image shifts and she sees Wildspace and 6-8 asteroids joined by big transparent tubes. Behind them a flickering array of colored lights of unstable planar rifts that lead to multiple planes of existence.
(Edge Station Laboratories). When she sees it the Skittermander starts sqwacking and squirming. It reminds me of something that Falak-13 said. Could the Skittermander be from this place? Seems to make sense that they’re from it to me.

Etsuriko Chia San Toreneko - Journal 16
IRL Game Dates 3.12.21 and 3.26.21

We’ve been on the move quite a bit, so I am trying to catch up on these notes to you.

After we leave the Gatekeeper’s office we spend a bit of time shopping. Everyone is looking for something special. After shopping we go to back to the Manor. The Captain heads back to the ship to let everyone know that we will be gone for a while. She talks to Grim about wood for trading on Carrigmore (your Uncle’s newest obsession). We gather up our gear and head through the city to the Portal to Carrigmore (near the Hive). Ef Utan and Fyn are leading the way and by their guidance we are luckily able to avoid all the oozes, slimes, mini-trash portals. The usual.

The portal is down an alley on the side of a nasty little hive bar that’s guarded by a weird little demon. He watches us as we head down the alley towards the portal (so luckily all of Sigil will know how we left and where we are headed). I go last to keep watch and as I’m looking down the alley, I see a mischief of rats with exposed brains and white glowing eyes watching us as we pass through the portal. Even better, know the Illithid know where we are headed as well.

As I step out of the portal, the first thing I realize is that the air here is horrible. Nasty and rank. We are in a large domed city on an asteroid that floats around the planet’s core. We are on a side street near a large curved building with swooping sides and deep flat stairs leading up. The first thing Kenari notices is the prevalence of slaves on the street. So it’s that kind of place.

We head in and Ef Utan (who is from here so what the hell?) manages to almost get us arrested just by talking to a clerk at the counter. Fyn worked his magic and was able to smooth over the transgression. We find out that Corbus has remained independent here and was last in town about 2 weeks ago He only comes through every 1-2 months and it’s rumored that he’s currently doing business with the Cavendish family. A powerful local family who are heavily into intoxicants. It is rumored that they may be trading in fate eater flesh. I picture one of those creatures and shudder – who would willing eat that?

As I am watching the crowd, I catch sight of a tall, gaunt elf in strange, fleet-like armor. He’s tall enough to stand out and, frankly, there aren’t a lot of non-humans around here.

We head outside and stand off to the side discussing our options. As we do so, I notice an older woman, nicely dressed (though her clothes may have seen better days) sneaking towards us with a funny smile on her face. She’s pointing at Ef Utan and those of us who can see her don’t say anything to him. She gets behind him and reaches up and snatches his earlobe. Apparently this is his Aunt Gertrude. She gives him plenty of grief and demands to know where he’s been and what he’s been doing since he left Carrigmore.

After a brief conversation Aunt Gertrude agrees we can stay with her I notice as we are walking through the streets that members of at least two other factions make a point of avoiding Aunt Gertrude. Apparently this woman is a power here, which is good to know. We get to her house – a giant mansion – that is slowly decaying. Lenata and Ef Utan spend some time doing their best to mend the house magically. Fyn (oh Anya, this was pretty priceless) sets to work on Aunt Gertrude pitching his wood trading idea. He gets nowhere. Less than nowhere, he failed pretty spectacularly. He managed to irritate her people in the process. Your Uncle does not often fail at negotiations, so it was really…nice…it was just so nice to watch him fall over on his face this time.

At dinner Aunt Gertrude demands to know why we are really there. We tell her a simplified version of events. Summing up with “we are really trying to save the world.” That one gets you the oddest looks. Aunt Gertrude agrees to make inquiries on our behalf.

In the meantime, everyone except Fyn and I decide to go to the fights to see if they can gamble and win free some slaves. Truthfully, I think the Captain may have just been spoiling for a fight. I stay to play “bodyguard” to Fyn who is valiantly trying to continue negotiations.

Eventually, Fyn is able to get some info on a Cavendish contact who may be able to help us – Justin Cavendish. He writes to Justin and after sending the letter, we head off to the fights.

We arrive having missed the Captain’s fight (apparently it was quick as she blew some poor contestant’s brains out). Kenari almost dyed trying to recover some Ioun Stone from someone….not sure what’s up there. Some other fight we missed. In the rink is a desert dweller, tall & lanky, carrying a pair of curved bone swords (they are gorgeous). Ef Utan is acting like he’s drunk as he jumps into the ring. The crowd seems to be buying this act, as the odds against him are 5 to 1. The fight is over quickly – the desert dweller really didn’t stand a chance. The swords are nice though. We puzzle over the coins he’s carrying – why does a desert dweller here on Carrigmore have a currency called bits that you find in Little Tyr on Sigil?

Etsuriko Chia San Toreneko - Journal 15
IRL Game Date 2.25.21

As we are being inspected by the Drow – in the Greyspace that is not ours – Lenata walks on deck. The drow take three steps back and pull out their swords. Ef Utan’s armor snaps into place. Lenata looks confused and says “What the hell?” The leader says that we are under arrest for crimes against multiple governments. He tells Lenata “you can’t hide just by bleaching your hair.” “Lenata Starchild is one of the most wanted villains of the world!” the officer declares. Which is just crazy enough that we all actually laugh. The Captain suggests that a simple alignment check would clear up this mess. One of the drow does so and then looks terribly perplexed.

Eventually they decide that this is just way above their pay grades. [Ahh, the military.] They ask us to follow them to their base, Lionheart. We agree to do so and follow them back there. This requires us to back track through the Grinder and takes a few days. I feel like time is running away from us as we get thwarted at every turn.

According to the officers who stayed on board, their Lenata runs a slave network. Not to mention random assassinations, drug dealing and general malfeasance. The officer notes that their Lenata spends a lot of time with the brutal races. (Seriously, elves can be such snobs sometimes. I don’t think they even realize it.)

We get to the spacestation – it reminds me of our EIN’s space station before we took off through the deep. It’s huge. And staffed mostly by drow. Kenari hides our tuning forks in the bag and we all decide to put our weapons in the haversack…you know, in case. Melchior is pretty grumpy about it though. Apparently gunslingers really don’t like giving up the guns.

We get taken to a meeting room and are told to wait. It’s not even that nice of a meeting room. Eventually three drow come in. A caster and two higher level fighter types. The leader tells us “I’ve been told some interesting stories and rather than dismiss it as madness, I came to hear it for myself.” The Captain and this admiral type go back and forth for a while, with Kenari jumping in from time to time. Eventually the admiral says “then you won’t object to magical investigation.” They cast their spells and eventually are puzzled but convinced we are telling the truth.

Apparently in this world, my doppelganger is the head of the Shou Yakuza. That’s….kind of interesting really.

We are politely informed that we will be accepting the drow’s hospitality for a while longer. All of sudden there is a loud boom. The Captain falls over. The three drow run out the door which locks behind them. There is another boom. Ef Utan falls over. He’s closest to the door and tells us that the door frame is cracked. Kenari makes short work of the door and we head into the hallway. Fyn, Kenari and I run into the hall quietly and head to the next intersection. We can hear combat from one direction, silence from the other. The direction to the docks is clear. The combat looks like it is drow v. drow. We instantly assume it’s the Illithid (somehow, isn’t it always). I zip back to the others and get everyone back together and head to the ship. Kenari runs point. I take the rear. Ef Utan stations himself between the Captain and Lenata. Strangely, four drow in full armor, with bloody swords run towards and then past us like we don’t exist at all. We make it to the docks and find three (three???) Illithid dreadnoughts attacking the station. Illithid boreworms pour out of the dreadnoughts – thousands of them like a swarm of gnats.

There are no guards at our ship. Lenata and Kenari teleport back to Lenata can get on the helm. The rest of us follow on foot. We pull away from the docks. We all feel something and a bunch of the crew members fall over unconscious. The Captain falls over as the ship rocks, we’ve been hit by a psionic bolt from a dreadnaught. Kenari quick plugs in the the astral key and everything twists and warps then we find ourselves in a sea of endless black. We all look to Kenari who shrugs and says “Fuck if I know.”

Fyn jumps off the boat (seriously dude!) and comes down on his feet in the gravity plane and starts walking around. Kenari checks our shifting key and it now says 19. We decide to shift. Fyn gets back on board and Kenari plugs in the key. For a brief moment there is a flash of a spidery network of black. Like a road network from high up. Then there’s some image of a huge entity with bulbous eyes…then we flash again and we are in Greyspace again, but this time Melchior thinks it’s the right Greyspace. Lenata casts fog cloud on the ship before we land in the water hard. Fyn mentions that House of 7 Stars has a warehouse and staff here. The head guy is a dwarf named Grim. So we go there and get directions from Grim. As we are heading out, we snag a case of a particularly fine wine that apparently belongs to Drake. It’d be wasted on him anyway. We use the portal there that takes us back to Sigil.

First we head to off find Fel, the former follower of the Lady who is a cleric of the portal god. We find his shop near The Hive and Ef Utan tells the Dabu that he wants a tattoo of the number 19. Fyn shows the Dabu the medallion who snaps “Put that away. Do you want us all flayed?” After some conversation back and forth, the Dabu scrawls a note on a piece of vellum and tells us to get out. “Too many dangerous coincidences” he says.

The note says we should seek the master of the docks. We head to the Manor to research how to get to the City of 7 Seraphs. The Captain heads back towards the ship to check on everyone. We have a portal to Osirren cluster in the kitchen. We learn that the lattice is a network of supernatural roads that run through the plane of shadows. We decide to follow up with Lesandre the Gatekeeper regarding finding a portal to the Lattice. I send out some servants to find out where Lesandre is right now. An hour later a young Tiefling shows up. Fyn arranges for a meeting with the Gatekeeper and the Tiefling helps herself to two of Drake’s fine wines. (Ha!) At the Gatekeeper’s office it’s 5,000 GP for the information we want. She tells us to take a portal at teh upper end of The Hive to Carrigmore and look for Emison Corbus. He knows the way to the Lattice. Apparently he is an accomplished fighter and drug runner who makes money leading caravans through the Lattice.

Dearest Anya, I am leaving this collection of letters in your room. I am sorry I could not stay to see you. We are heading out again – to take the portal the Gatekeeper told us about to Carrigmore. I feel that time is against us and worry that we have missed too many opportunities to stop the Illithid, but we must carry on. I promise to bring your Uncle home. I hope you are well and safe. Study hard.

With love, in haste.
Auntie Etsuriko

Etsuriko Chia San Toreneko - Journal 14
IRL Game Date 2.12.21

Dear Anya,
We had a quiet flight to Ceres. The consecrate spell continued to hold. When we get to Ceres we found that it was abandoned. No ships, nothing there. We decided to use the gadabouts to check Ceres before checking the other asteroid for horacalcum. Fyn dowses the surface as Lenata shows off her piloting skills. The only thing on the surface is a 10’ or 12’ obelisk looking item that Fyn thinks has some metal in it.

Kenari and I jump down to the surface to check out the obelisk. It has four faces and each side is inscribed in a different language. The first is an archaic form of Latin, the second is some kind of pictographic language similar to Shou, the third has classic Osirion cartouches and the fourth seems like dwarven. I try to utilize my ring and go around reading each side but at every side I feel myself getting sicker and sicker till my vision blacks out around the edges and I develop a horrible headache. I can’s make out the writing, it’s all gibberish and I think it’s saying the same thing, but there is no making it out.

Kenari finds a small door on the Osirion and is able to get it open. Inside is a small jar, made of stone, with a jackal head. Kenari says it’s a canopic jar and it’s sealed with wax. We go back to the ship and I start to feel better. Ef Utan does detect magic on the jar and says that it has been enspelled with Gentle Repose. it also has some kind of wall of force effect all around it. Fyn doesn’t get anything the jar on an aura read.

Fyn decides to touch the obelisk to see if he can get a read from that (ok Anya, I may have egged him on a bit…but really – you would have too). So we go back down to the asteroid. The Captain tells us that the whole obelisk was carved psionically and still has some traces of psionic energy. Fyn uses his pschometry on the obelisk, touching it while looking away – then faints very dramatically. Lenata tries smelling salts and Kenari throws some holy water on Fyn, but nothing happens. Eventually he wakes up screaming “It was him!” and describes an image of the obelisk and the jar – and something pouring into the jar like vapor then the top being screwed on by human hands. The Captain tells us how the imagery is similar to a dreaming symbol known as the “Cup of the Queen of Thistles.”

Lenata decides to try read magic on the dwarven rune side of the obelisk. It doesn’t look to us like anything happens but all of a sudden she shudders and then tells us how she felt like she was drowning, she couldn’t see except for a few spots of light, then had to back out of the spell. As she was backing out of the spell, an ancient figure moved out of the deep towards her and makes telephathic contact – she can’t get much except that it is an ancient, massive intellect. Based on Lenata’s description, the Captain tells us that these are the oldest form of life anywhere – Abeleth. The Abeleth have a deep disdain for both gods and Illithids.

In a moment of rare clarity, we make the decision as a group to put the jar back into the obelisk the next morning along with the sarcophagus on deck. We set watches for the night. The Captain reports that during her watch she got scanned hard by something large and powerful. But nothing else happens during the night.

The next morning we take the sarcophagus lid down to the asteroid and set it next to the obelisk. Then Lenata gets to work. She consecrates the ground, casts a magic circle against evil with a dimensional anchor then stone shapes everything down into the ground. As she does that, I put grave salt and ghost powder into the stone (can’t hurt, right?). Everything is gone and we have a nice, smooth, undetectable surface. Evil contained. Hopefully.

We go back to dowsing. On the second day, we find a small amulet on an asteroid. It reads like it’s a Sigil portal, but that doesn’t make a lot of sense. Kenari mentions how there used to be a god of portals – Aoskar – before the lady shut him out of Sigil. Ef Utan and Fyn remember that there is a Dadus on Sigil who actually talks and is a cleric of Aoskar.

We talk about the tiny time machine and using locate object to find the large version. It feels like a last resort though as the spell will probably consume the tiny copy. Lenata does an augury spell – asking if it matters where we are. The answer is yes, go back to Swansea. For obvious reasons, we don’t really want to do that.

And then, something really weird happens. Fyn decided to pray. [I know!] To someone besides himself even. Kenari prays with him. Nothing happens, but it was weird to watch I have to say.

We finally decide to check the tuning forks. The shifty tuning fork has changed again – the metal has a weird orange or red tint to it and the number is 29. We agree to shift again. We realize we are in Greyspace, but aren’t sure if it is our Greyspace. We our trying to fly casual and hoist the House of 7 Stars and the EIN Ambassadorial colors. So of course we get pulled over. Three EIN officers in gadabouts fly over to our ship. They are drow! So we are all surprised, but trying to cover it. The leader asks who is in charge, and the Captain identifies herself. They ask why we are there and Ef Utan says we wanted to refresh our air. Fyn starts talking to them in Abyssal and Ef breaks into the lower planar trade tongue. I am usually not the best at reading people’s cues, but these drow were rather repulsed by Ef Utan and Fyn. It turns out that in this world, the Captain is a man (and possibly wanted?). They talk about the war that has been going on for over 60 years, but it’s a war that was over for us 40 years ago.

Lenata's Journal 23

Lenata’s Journal

We have left the elaborate if tired interior of the House of Scorpic for the dingy and tired market streets looking for a fight. Etsuriko and Fenelyn chose to stay with Ef’s aunt, Etsuriko still mining for embarrassing stories and Fen still schmoozing to get trade contacts and possibly a meeting or contact with the house employing Emisan Corbus. Vedis and Kenari have the idea of fighting for winnings to free slaves. Noble, certainly, entertaining…highly likely, dangerous…even more likely. Saving the Universe is not a well paying gig so we have sung for our supper, danced for silver and done other various and assorted odd jobs. This was different, we were not usually in a world known for being Chaotic Evil for long. It was a wonder that Ef turned out as he did, then again fighting your way free from a blood debt could do that.

We followed one of the house servants, weaving his way through the throngs of mostly humans. I had my cloak pulled around me and had obscured my features while we were out, no sense drawing undue attention to myself. Kenari got a few double takes with her cat folk features, however, most of us are human or appear human enough to go unnoticed. We had been warned repeatedly by Ef about the pick-pocketing here, that it’s far worse than anywhere else we have traveled. By the tattered and dogeared looks of even the finer buildings here, I can see why; resources are scarce and not easily replaced here. On the way Melchior had a run in with a couple of youngsters that attempted a bait and switch between his pistol and money pouch. Ef and the Captain intervened and the miscreants disappeared, literally into steam?! Buildings became further apart and replaced by market stalls, the moving people became clusters gathered to purchase goods or those skulking in shadows looking for the unwary.

The market opened up and a crowd was circled around ramshackle stands, an announcer’s voice (I could detect the modified tones of a Tongues spell) hawked the next fight. The Captain and Kenari decided to watch at least one fight before jumping in after noting it was as much spell casting as a physical fight. (I should note that the ring was enchanted and spell and psionic effects lit up in colorful arcs that normally would not occur.) A large Maenad stood in the center of the ring with bright blue and orange stones orbiting his head. The blue stone gave him a boost to wisdom for divine spell casting and the orange boosting his ability to critically damage an opponent. A ratfolk male in robes not dissimilar from our monk, stepped forward. The announcer called the opponents and the odds and gave the ten minute time allotment for bets to occur. It was noteworthy that not even Kenari bet on the first fight! I know more of Maenads due to my Captain than of ratfolk and I doubt I was alone in thinking the Maenad was more likely to win the bout but the Ratfolk was canny and had more than a few surprises of his own. Plus, as it turned out when the Maenad lost his shiny blue stone, he lost much of his spell casting punch. His spells as indicated by the color burst were much less vibrant and easily brushed off by his opponent. When the Maenad fell bleeding from dozens of wounds, the ratfolk claimed his victory, thanked Grandmother Rat and rolled the corpse. I have seen death many times, even by my own hand, perhaps it was an additional enhancement of the ring or simply the heightened energy of the crowd or a combination that made the deaths in the ring seem more violent, more grisly and more final.

When the blue stone was knocked from its orbit around the Maenad and into the crowd all hell broke loose as it was searched for. Fights and squabbles broke out amongst the spectators and even a couple of the skulkers dove into the fray for their try. Kenari muttered something and winked away, vanishing from her spot beside me and reappearing in a flash of golden fur across the ring. Of course she went after the shiny thing. I lost her in the crowd and in the Captain saying she was stepping into the ring against the Ratfolk. I asked her if she wanted me to cast anything on her, for her in preparation but she declined saying she would be fine. Most likely true, her skin while she mostly appeared human glinted like silica and was much tougher and denser than humans. She is tall and more powerfully built than one would expect. Her psionic powers are formidable and she has lived for a long time, not much surprises or fazes her.
As the captain stepped into the ring and gave her name to the announcer the Ratfolk didn’t bother to clean his blades or hide his conceit at fighting another Maenad. The odds were called 4:1 in favor of the Ratfolk. I bet 25 gold on the Captain.

Just then Kenari reappeared, bloodied and pale, holding tight to this black cloaked figure for a moment. She said something like “He’s got it” before she collapsed. There was no time to cast ‘Freeze person’ on whomever she had, she’s already dying. I roll her over and there’s a gaping sucking chest wound, compounded by rib fractures. I cast a healing spell, the ring affects making the area around us glow. I watched with relief as the ribs knit back together and the hole in her skin and fur sealed. She started breathing, shallow and painfully at first then more deeply. The Captain, true to her word, took some blows but in the end with her mindthrust essentially made the Ratfolk’s head disappear, in a violent and sanguinous fountain much to the delight of the onlookers. Kenari’s wounds were so grievous she required another healing spell as well as spells to mend the holes in her tunic and remove all the blood from her clothing, truthfully she looked like she’d been in the ring and lost. I healed the Captain just in time to see Ef…feign a drunken stumble into the ring!

Now it was the announcer that was pompous both at the sight of Ef’s Scorpic sash and appearance of intoxication. He announced that one of the Scorpic boys wanted to play and were there any takers? From the crowd stepped the tallest elf any of us had ever seen. Well over seven feet tall, his garb was of an arid desert dweller. His features were razor sharp and skin taut and leathery. Long black hair was tied back away from a strong featured, sharp boned face. Two bone swords, curved like scimitars crisscrossed in sheaths on his back. Ef tossed his coin pouch towards us and placed a bet on himself. We finished our own bets, as with the Captain I bet 25 gold. Ef must have cast ‘Fly’ as he shot 30’ feet into the air and his armor clicked into place. The gave a derisive grunt and with a running start leapt into the air launched off the ring, off a giant in the crowd’s head (found out later that accidentally tangling with him is how Kenari ended up in the shape she was in) and towards Ef while simultaneously drawing his swords off his back. His attack missed, but not by much. For the most part, Ef held his own, he took some damage but was meting it out as well and the elf was looking Iess haughty and more determined. Suddenly, in a shower of green sparks Ef’s head snapped back and he nearly lost control of the spell holding him in the air. That was the moment the battle turned out of his favor, most likely for good.
Since the fight was to the death the stakes were too high not to intervene. I prayed to Celestian for his Divine Intervention, sacrificing power as an offering to undo the elf’s last attack. My compatriots may have a dim recollection of the first attack but no one else there will. As if watching things unfold in reverse Ef steadied in the air, his head snapped again in the shower of sparks but a brief undoing of time and the explosion of green swallowed itself. Instead as the elf geared himself for the attack he was at an unknown disadvantage, the amount of power I sacrificed cost him. The normally elegant and graceful warrior, tripped on his cloak and cut his side on his sword. If looks could kill the one he aimed at Ef would have been lethal. Eventually the elf crashed to the ground, dead before he hit.

I felt some remorse at there being no alternative but death to the opponents but glad that my companions were not damaged beyond my ability to heal. They had indeed survived, made money, acquired some useful magical items and weapons. Since no one else had any particular interest and since I had helped him, Ef gifted me the bone swords of elf. Upon closer examination they were carved from a single continuous piece of bone (how in the Hells big was the animal it came from???) and the saw toothed edges were lined with small, serrated, razor sharp teeth. We needed to get everyone back to house Scorpic for rest and food, we will see about purchasing and freeing slaves in the morning.

Lenata Starbourne of Celestian

GAME NOTES 02/12/21

The asteroid field is very sparse as we come up on it that looks like a depopulated version of the one Fin and Etsuriko are used to. We pilot in closer around Ceres.

Kenari sees a strange obelisk in the distance and points it out over the tubes. Lenata brings the ship down to hover 30 ft above the surface.

Finn uses his dousing rod abilities to try and track the source of the horicalcum. He detects a small amount in the obelisk however. As we get closer we see carvings .

Kenari volunteers to hop down as Etsuriko complains that the boys should do it. Kenari “But they’ll screw it up! Come on, Etsuriko.”

We hop down to the surface. Not much but rock that doesn’t match what the obelisk is made from. Carvings on all 4 sides in different languages. How much you want to be it’s a warning? I’ll bet 5 silvers.

Etsuriko reads in odd, abstracted Latin and gets a queasy feeling in her stomach like it’s the ravings of a mad man.

Side 2: pictographic language like the Shou – incomprehensible content, so disjointed it’s creepy.

Side 3: Mulhorandi cartouches and hieroglyphs, divorced from discernable meaning.

Side 4: Similar to Dwarven runes yet jumbled.

It leaves her feeling sick and she drops to her knees. Could this have something to do with those Elder Gods? It’s all gibberish but seems to be similar gibberish.

Kenari looks around it and finds a small spring loaded door at the base under the Egyptian side. There are very tiny finely crafted magically charged inscriptions in and around the triggering mechanism.
I attempt to disable it and jump back as I short out the magical trap as best as I can tell. I open it up and there’s a small jar of carved stone with a jackyl head on the top – CANOPIC JAR. Sealed with a wax seal.
The jar is decorated with abstract patterns but no cartouches. Ef casts Detect Magic and it IS magic: the jar itself has a Gentle Repose effect on it. The container seems to generate it’s own Wall of Force effect around it so it’s like we can’t actually touch it. High caster level.
Kenari: This is all BAD MOJO.

Finn tries to read the Aura/Allignment of whatever is in the jar but fails. Vedis checks it psionically: traces of psionic energy permeating the whole thing and it wasn’t carved with tools. It was created with psionic means.

Ef: Who else could get here to do this? They don’t have ships.

Finn: You know what, I’m going to touch it.

Kenari fireman’s carries Finn over her shoulder and jumps off the side. Hold on!

Kenari ties a rope around Finn’s waist and stands back as he touches the Obelisk and does his psychometry: WILL SAVE

Finn faints delicately. “Well that was anticlimactic.” Etsuriko laughs. Kenari tugs at the rope. “You OK?”

Ef laughs and casts Locate Object to try and find the horicalcum. Lenata checks on Finn. He’s out cold. Lenata uses smelling salts and he sneezes and rolls over.
We debate over how best to wake him up as I drag him over to Lenata. Kenari and Etsuriko do Rock Paper Scissors. Kenari splashes him with holy water. IT WAS HIM! I SWEAR! Finn wakes.

FINN VISION: Like an HR Geiger painting but an image of the Canopic Jar like when the Ark closed at the end of Raiders. Orange vapors purposefully going inside it.

Vedis – It might be a coincidence, but the orange smoke crawling into the container is an image known in the Dreaming of THE CUP that the Queen of Thistles uses every few hundred years at the Damnation Cup. The chalice granted 100 wishes. Could it be a genie?

Lenata casts Read Magic and checks out the obelisk. She feels like she’s choking and drowning. She breaks the connection.
As she does a figure moves out of the dark 2 1/2 times her size. 12ft long catfish looking thing. ABOLETH. She’s telepathically contacted by it like it’s looking right through her. A massive OLD intellect and very powerful. It contemplates her and she wakes up.

Kenari asks Lenata if she’s OK and she explains her contact with a primordial ancient creature. Not magic, more Psionic creature.
VEDIS – That sounds like an ancient Aboleth to me. They’re mind flayer level psionic creatures. Ego to go with being ancient species. They enslave people too. Ancient form of life that once ruled many empires. All else is food or slaves to them and a disdain for the gods and the illthids in particular. They see themselves as the true masters of creation and are usually MUCH bigger.

We all debate about what to do and Kenari decides to put it back in the obelisk and we’re going to bury it with a Stone Shape spell. We plan on burying the slab with it too.

Vedis and Ef Utan take 1st shift. – WILL SAVES. Vedis gets a shocked look, takes a few steps and falls down on her knees clutching the side of her head. She just got scanned HARD. Ef Utan wasn’t as he’s not psychic like she is.
Ef casts Detect Magic but can’t detect anything anymore. Whatever it was has passed. Overwhelming malevolence.

2nd shift – Lenata and Melchior show up as Vedis nurses a headache.

Next morning we discuss options and plan on Consecrating and maybe Magic Circle Against Evil turned inward on the canopic jar.

Consecrate – no visible effect. Etsuriko makes the circle with ghost powder as Lenata casts stone shape to sink it into the ground along with Magic Circle Against Evil and Dimensional Anchor on it.


We then discuss the days we need to take looking for the horicalculm. The compass continues to point at my bag with the time machine in it. It shouldn’t be able to point at it in the bag. I take out the machine and it still points at it. MAGIC.
We debate about scrying effects on the other time machine and Regie and Van Helsing.

The next 3 days: A small amount on an asteroid. We find the source and it’s not ore, it’s refined. It’s been cast in the form of a small circular disc. The symbol on the front looks like a clockwork heart. Magic is almost like portals at Sigil. It’s weird.. it doesn’t go anywhere but it feels like a portal in Sigil. Specifically a portal.
There are stories that once there was a god of portals and when he was worshipped in sigil the Lady ended it. The clockwork heart symbol was the holy symbol for Araskar the God of Portals. Divine energy.

Ef Utan and Finn look at each other and say “Fell.” Blue skinned white haired Daboo that speaks and walks on the ground unlike the others. He became a cleric of Aoskar. He runs a tattoo shop at the Lady’s Ward. Nobody knows why the Lady let him live.

Finn puts the chain around his neck as Ef says “You might want to keep that hidden.”

Do I own a house in every Sigil? Because if I don’t I want to go back to OUR Sigil. – Etsuriko.

Lenata thinks she can use Scry and the tiny time machine as a focus. Not 100% sure if the model will be consumed in the casting or not.

Finn casts Augury to see if it’s a good idea or not. Nah. We agree to spend some more time getting some more horicalculm before we leave to head back to Swansea.
We need as about half the weight of a daggers worth to make a tuning fork out of it. “I know a guy in Sigil who can make it” – Etsuriko.

Finn thinks he might pray to the god of portals. What? To someone other than yourself? You’re going to turn out just like that asshole Tavist! – Ef Utan.

Kenari offers to help with the prayers as she’s curious. Melchior goes into his quarters to pray to Murlynd out of protest. Lenata offers to watch and assist.

Nothing happens. Waa Waa.

Finn – Are gods able to be ressurected through new found faiths? 30 years ago Orcus the Demon God of Undead returned to life by sucking up the divine energy of other gods. Finn offers to spread the word of the god across the dimensions.

We head back to Swansea. We check the tuning forks and the one that’s been shifting – the metal is different now. It’s now got the faintest highlight of orange to it now. It’s more RED than Orange. NUMBER #29.

We agree to use the new key instead of heading back to Swansea.

WE’RE BACK IN GREYSPACE. We discuss where a portal to Sigil might be and head to Greyhawk. Day 1/2 in a small Elven navy ship comes up along side us.
We put up a fleet associated pennant with Rock of Braal colors etc. Lets pull over for the cops as Kenari scoops all the keys into her bag along with any contraband.

Higher rank elegant Elven plate and gadabouts as three of them come over and board us and the ship parks 100 ft over. They take off the gadabouts and 3 DROW look at us quizically. Who’s in charge?
Sub-Commander Taal. What brings your ship here into our space?

Finn speaks to them in Abyssal and realizes he made a horrendous mistake. License and Registration please.

They look at our papers quizically. YOU’RE Captain Valentine? Most of the stories say you’re a man.

Depending on who you ask she does have a huge set of balls. – Ef Utan.

Best of luck to you down there if you’re heading to Greyhawk. No one but the brave and the foolhardy make those trips these days. 60 years now the Greyhawk Wars have been raging (ended 40 years ago for us).

Etsuriko Chia San Toreneko - Journal 13
IRL Game Date 1.29.21

Dear Anya,

I am writing from The Nomad. The Captain, Ef Utan and I were picked up from Reginald’s roof by the ship. We were almost apprehended, but as the local authorities were climbing up to arrest us, Ef Utan flicked a grease spell at them, which caused them all to go sliding and crashing to the ground. We fly up and away to work on our next move, not sure which way to go since we lost everything.

Fyn, Ef Utan and Lenata spend some time trying to decipher the tiny machine. Someone suggests using it like one of the tuning forks on the planar sails. Lenata shudders and then tells us she felt like something completely evil had been staring through her.

I’m on watch with Melchior when I catch sight of a disturbance in the sky that seems to be heading right towards us. I have Aspodel move the ship out of the way and call to the others. We hear a sound like hooves – and figures – cloud figures of men on horses and men in wagons and a herd of cattle – a huge herd – go by us, heading west. Melchior mutters “Ghost Riders in the Sky.” But can’t elaborate.

After some studying, it’s decided that the tiny machine won’t be usable on the sails, but Lenata proposes obtaining more of the metal it’s made of – Horacalpum. We know from our own world that the asteroid Ceres is a rich source of this metal, so we decide it’s worth trying to see if this world’s Ceres is the same. We figure it’s going to be about 6 days to fly there. When I am not on watch or meditating, I read the books I took from Reginald’s house. I recognize some of the language as Latin from my time with the Centurions. I read about Djoser, the 2nd pharoah of the 3rd dynasty and his priest, Imhotep. Apparently, while trying to save Djoser spirit in the afterworld, Imhotep’s spell failed and something “got in” from the other side. They called it the red death and it changed magic for this world. Magic here became tainted and using magic gained the attention of the creature. Melchior spends his downtime reading too and tells us that the Ghost Riders in the Sky are an omen from the Book of Merlin. They’re one of those fun, vague omens though and could be for good or ill.

The days pass quickly and quietly enough. On the fourth day, Lenata experiences that feeling of being watched again. We spot something approaching, gaining from behind us. On the 5th day we realize that the thing has gained rapidly. Fyn notes a configuration in the stars that matches the the symbol for The House of 7 Stars, but is missing Ozzy’s star. On the 6th day we are all afflicted…Kenari loses her voice, Melchior’s skin breaks out into some kind of hideous rash, Ef Utan’s hands hurt and his nails grow into claws, Lenata grows fangs and my eyes sting – it’s only later that someone says I have cat’s eyes that are green on black.

The changes are disturbing and add to the feeling of dread and being watched. I can see a bit more clearly though. The object that is following us is a chunk of rock and the outer shell is an ectoplasmic blob of screaming corpses with red eyes.

Anya, there are some truly wonderful parts to an adventurer’s life. This is not one of them.

We speed up, but the blob keeps pace with us. I propose using my ghost powder on it – Fyn thinks this would work, but Melchior suggests shooting the blob with special rounds made of ghost powder which seems like a really good idea, so I give Melchior my ghost powder and he gets to work. It’s decided, simply because we can travel there, that Kenari, Lenata and I are going to teleport over to the blob to shoot it. [Still not one of those moments. Truly, I’d rather not – but I go anyway. I have got to get these guys some teleporting boots or something.] But we teleport over and realize that the object is a statue, with a cartouche for Pharoah Djoser. We get attacked by ghosts. Kenari and I shoot the object twice – then Lenata casts consecrate on the statue and the ghostly forms howl and dissipate. It’s a hunk of red sandstone. We agree that the best course of action is to bury this monstrosity on the nearest deserted asteroid (after we study it of course). Kenari notes the Celestian logo is engraved on it – Fyn uses his psychometry and has a vision of some man in a white headdress.

As I am writing this, we are about 16 hours from Ceres and at least one more casting of consecrate by Lenata to keep this thing quiet.

I hope you are well and studying hard. Will write again soon.

Etsuriko Chia San Toreneko - Journal 12
IRL Game Dates 12.28.2020 and 1.15.2021

Dear Anya,

I hope when you read this that I am there so we can discuss these strange events.

We’d spent the last few days getting to know Reginald (and this planet) as we transport him from the mountain ranges to his home – some place he refers to as Swansea. He fills us in on the alignment of the planets, discusses his time machine experiments (though a little vaguely) and tells us a great deal about this planet and its customs. Apparently, this is a planet of only humans. And his little corner of it is more insular than most, so even though I am human, I will stick out somewhat. As will Melchior and the Captain. We have to disguise Kenari and tell our non-human crew to stay below decks.

This…Swansea…is a grey and desolate sort of area. It appears to be perpetually raining or about to rain. Not to mention it’s filthy and has…a smell. The people stare rudely and speak in some sort of dialect that is barely understandable. Reginald arranges for our transport from the docks to his house. As he’s doing so, Kenari attempts to pick his pocket and relieve him of the crystal that powers his time machine. In a (rare for her) fumble, he manages to catch her. Needless to say, despite all of her protests that it’s for his own safety, he is pretty angry and ends up tying the stone on a string around his neck. It takes us about an hour to travel by buggy to Reginald’s house. The machine is unloaded and stored in his lab, which was a rather large building separate from and immediately behind the house. Kenari asks Reginald about some of his equipment and about the crystal. Apparently, it’s just a common quartz – so it must be the cut or something that powers the machine.

We decide to stay there for the night as the Captain has decided that protecting Reginald is our priority.

Ef Utan finds traces of ambient magic across the house and down the street, so Kenari and I decided to go investigate. We don’t come up with anything at the crossroads where the first flicker was, but at the second spot…. Well, we had to climb up to a second floor cornice and squirm about, but it was a perfect view straight into the lab and a clear shot.

We were joined that evening by a friend of Reginald’s. A man who called himself Abraham Van Helsing – he arrived late at night with a large case. And, oddly, wearing magical items. Apparently, Reginald had communicated with some of his friends who might be interested in meeting us. I wasn’t really sure that I approved of this – but it wasn’t my house. As Kenari sets traps, Ef Utan and Lenata talk to Van Helsing about hell and goodness and angels. Lenata takes a moment to go angelic and Van Helsing is rather taken aback. Amusingly, during this conversation Van Helsing keeps randomly flipping holy water on Ef Utan (who is pretty annoyed) because apparently Ef Utan just seems evil.

We set up watches and disperse throughout the house to get some rest. I took third watch with Fyn and Melchior. As we are keeping watch, Fyn spots the faint purplish light that signals a traveler from an alternate world arriving. The purple portal belched some yellow smoke and Fyn and Melchior barely spot a figure diving out of the smoke. Melchior and Fyn try to intimidate whoever it is as I run in for a quick tackle, missing terribly.

I paused and saw the figure clearly for the first time. It’s a Shou woman, slender, wearing a plain gi, carrying a sloshing wine skin, carrying nunchucks. She looked at me and laughed, “I didn’t expect the hair do.” Melchior and Fyn move and she flies upward, little bat wings popping out of her boots and barks – hey, I came to talk to her. Melchior and Fyn back and she comes back down. She goes into a pouch and pulls out a short mace with gold sheathing, shallow spikes and tosses it at me. As I’m looking at it, Fyn calls out “hey, that was my brother’s.” And I recognize it…it was the Captain’s Impossible Mace. I look at this woman and ask – how do you have this? The woman tells me that the Captain left it in her care when he passed away 10 years ago. He had been told by a gypsy that I would come from far away to get it. She and I chat for a bit – I don’t know why – but she is really familiar to me. She tells me that the Captain “fell in the ocean from a hole in the sky.” When he died, he told her that his spirit was going home to watch over “them.”

As she’s relaying this to me, I realize – with total shock – that this is me. Another me. From somewhere else. And I’m…a drunken master? Seriously? To be perfectly honest Anya, that takes me a few moments to process. It’s not every day you meet yourself. Especially not the ragingly rude, drunken master version of yourself.

I ask her about the Captain and she says she was with him when died. I thanked her – I had always wondered Anya if your father was alone when he died. It is a comfort to me (and I hope to you) to know otherwise. I ask drunken me if she’s been here before and she denies it. Seems fairly strange that she would know – to the minute – when to find me here. She tells us about Department 7 – that there are analogs on every world and the members of Department 7 are aware of the other worlds. As we were talking, her bracelet lit up and gives a high pitched ping. She looks at it and tells us “shit is about to go down” and recommends we leave before she uses some kind of device to disappear.

We head back in and I wake everyone up, relaying the night’s events. When I get to the part about drunken master Etsuriko – I have to say – I’m a little disappointed as everyone seems to think a drunken me would be better somehow. Lenata has heard about Department 7 and even says that there is rumored to be a secret level of the Seekers called the 7th Circle.

Things go horribly sideways here Anya. It was (and is at this moment) massively frustrating. We lose Reginald, we lose the time machine and we even lose Van Helsing. We foolishly dilly dally over breakfast. Have a rather long conversation regarding the purple light effects of shifting and conclude that the Illithids are “probability” shifting rather than plane shifting…which is all very interesting and intellectually stimulating, but not exactly teh smart thing to be doing at this moment. We eventually include Reginald and Van Helsing in this conversation and they let us know that this planet has a Department 7. Apparently, they are mostly Americans. (And, if you ever end up in this place, America may be a better bet – as this side of the ocean seems a bit stuck on itself.) And your Uncle (that man, I swear) decides to refer to my alternate me as “Fun Etsuriko”. So when he says something about it, just remind him that I am “Saves his ass Etsuriko”.

And then all hell broke loose. As I said it would, apparently. Someone throws a device through the window. We dodge, mostly. Some of us get hurt. Melchior is shooting at something in the sky only he can see. Turns out that thing is another Ef Utan. Kenari hears something in the lab and teleports out back – I run right behind her and we see the other Ef Utan and an Illithid lord piloting the machine away. Lenata is trying to heal everyone and casts a circle against evil, but as she does she and Fyn are attacked somehow (probably psionics) and Reginald and Van Helsing disappear. And yes, as I mentioned before. Epic fail. And we are all angry and irritated and being shown to be completely inept and it doesn’t help when I realize that we probably should have stolen the damn machine and kidnapped Reginald (which unsurprisingly was your Uncle’s plan). Kenari does find a mini-time machine…which maybe works, but it’s certainly not large enough to take us anywhere.

Melchior spots a weird shape in the sky and we realize it’s a Spelljammer. We are ready to go attack it but…well, we are an hour away from our ship. Fyn and Melchior announce that they are going across the street to steal some sort of horseless carriage and it’s been a really rough morning (and I’m not proud of this Anya) but I agree that it’s a good idea and off they go. Now, I didn’t see all of this – but your Uncle and Melchior relayed a good bit – and I have Kenari and Lenata’s word for the finish. And let’s just say – it may have been a mess. They were chased by the authorities, caused a few carriage wrecks, crashed through a plate glass window (that was being carried back and forth across the street for no apparent reason). Your Uncle then caused a human stampede by flinging gold pieces into the air… According to Kenari they slid into the dock on a tide of sheep manure. And your Uncle, well – you know him as well as anyone. His clothes were ruined and off they went over the side of the ship.

I missed all this, waiting with Ef Utan and the Captain at the house. We take Van Helsing’s vampire killing kit and I find two books on what this planet calls “Epyptian” history. And we wait impatiently for the ship to come get us.