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lettersfrombel25 Tarsakh 1492 DR
Grymforge
Dear River
Our departure was delayed. The duergar and deep gnomes have cleared out, separately, so it is just us, poking around for whatever Nere was looking for, and this legendary forge.
I should have expected the mimics, as it is exactly the sort of environment that spawns them. They even had found the symbol for a Harper cache, to better blend in. Wyll the rest of us about the Harpers, some semi-secret organization working for the benefit of Faerun. I think one of the books we’ve collected mentions them, or something similar. Not surprising that neither I nor Lae’zel know of them, and that Wyll did. Also various lava-related creatures around the forge, and some animated armor for defense.
What was surprising was that the abandoned temple had a number of creatures from the Hells still around. Before they left, one of the duergar stonemasons had me look at some of the rocks as a second opinion. I’m entirely uneducated on this, but I did point out the melting and sulphur crystals to him, and he concluded the ruins have seen hellfire. We also questioned the livestock — stop laughing, River, Karlach can talk to animals — and one of the rothé recalled when Ketheric Thorm, a leader of the Church of Shar, had been here, when the shadow-cursed lands were first cursed. He mentioned that Thorm had been dislodged by an infernal creature that was certainly not a tiefling, and masked men. One of the fiends we fought matched ‘masked men’, in terms of being humanoid-shaped and masked. I don’t know who brought in the Hells here, but I can’t imagine it was the choice of someone who had a better alternative. (I saved the masks in case someone else can identify them.)
We are finally leaving here, to go find Madame Lae’zel’s people before we cross the Shadow-cursed lands. Wish me luck, dear River.
Your friend,
Bel
From the Player:
Grymforge
Dear River
Our departure was delayed. The duergar and deep gnomes have cleared out, separately, so it is just us, poking around for whatever Nere was looking for, and this legendary forge.
I should have expected the mimics, as it is exactly the sort of environment that spawns them. They even had found the symbol for a Harper cache, to better blend in. Wyll the rest of us about the Harpers, some semi-secret organization working for the benefit of Faerun. I think one of the books we’ve collected mentions them, or something similar. Not surprising that neither I nor Lae’zel know of them, and that Wyll did. Also various lava-related creatures around the forge, and some animated armor for defense.
What was surprising was that the abandoned temple had a number of creatures from the Hells still around. Before they left, one of the duergar stonemasons had me look at some of the rocks as a second opinion. I’m entirely uneducated on this, but I did point out the melting and sulphur crystals to him, and he concluded the ruins have seen hellfire. We also questioned the livestock — stop laughing, River, Karlach can talk to animals — and one of the rothé recalled when Ketheric Thorm, a leader of the Church of Shar, had been here, when the shadow-cursed lands were first cursed. He mentioned that Thorm had been dislodged by an infernal creature that was certainly not a tiefling, and masked men. One of the fiends we fought matched ‘masked men’, in terms of being humanoid-shaped and masked. I don’t know who brought in the Hells here, but I can’t imagine it was the choice of someone who had a better alternative. (I saved the masks in case someone else can identify them.)
We are finally leaving here, to go find Madame Lae’zel’s people before we cross the Shadow-cursed lands. Wish me luck, dear River.
Your friend,
Bel
From the Player:
At some point, I might try to go back and fight Grym to get the adamantium gear, but I am done mucking about in lava. I think I did everything else here.
The roll for the 'recognize the Harpers' mark' was funny, because narrativly it worked really well even if it was just a dice roll.
