So, Session 6 went off last night. It was a bit shorter than I had hoped, but things went well. Some of this might be a bit of recap from my mention of session 5 in a previous post, but there is definitely more. And I have to go into creative mode again… you’ll see.
Bran, Theren and Fang made tentative friends with the merchant and his son and guards. They decided to share the camp site in spite of Fang’s best efforts to deter the merchant group from staying with them. The merchant was not hiding that he thought there was an opportunity to collect a bounty for this murderer that Fang had mentioned. Again this was in spite of Fang emphatically telling the merchant that there was no bounty. Fang also didn’t mention the “nature” of this murderer, either… like the fact that Slythis was a possessed goblin that was transforming into something else and becoming more powerful with every kill he/it made.
The evening started out pleasant enough. Now that there was some mild trust between the two groups, small talk and stories were exchanged over a good meal.
The watches were set as both groups prepared to sleep for the night. A member of the merchant group (guards and merchant’s son) decided to partner up with a member of our group for each of 3 watch shifts.
The “fun” begins with Theren sensing the presence of the dagger. He wakes the rest of his group and a chase through the woods begins.
Unfortunately for the members of the two groups, Slythis is very illusive until…
One of the merchant guards wondered a distance off the road into the woods. A few minutes later, Fang, Theren and Bran track him down and find him scared and bloodied next to a tree. Theren confirms that the dagger feels close.
They discover that the merchant guard’s wounds were essentially superficial cuts… just enough to make things look bloody, but with no real harm. Slythis was toying with the guard… to prove his abilities and power???
Then they spot Slythis running through the trees a fair distance from them, and he’s heading back toward the road.
The group get the guard to recover from his scare enough and race back to the camp. They hope they cut Slythis off and maybe run into him for the fight they have been wanting on.
But no such luck. Slythis manages to not be found and does not attack the camp.
After things calm a bit, the merchant asks questions, especially after seeing the state of his one guard. Bran, Fang and Theren decide to “spill the beans”. Theren uses his newfound telepathic ability to “educate” the merchant with everything the group has learned and experienced concerning Slythis.
After nearly passing out from the shock, the merchant completely understands that Theren, Bran and Fang are truly after this thing for reasons well beyond a simple bounty. This prompts him to offer his services in the best way he can conceive… pass along information. Bran instructs the merchant to let the garrison commander in Braiton know what is going on. The merchant promises to do so and leaves with the rising sun.
This next day is spent planning and preparing for an encounter with Slythis. The group hopes that the reduced numbers will motivate Slythis to be more bold. They had come to realize beyond much doubt that he must, in fact, be possessed by an entity that made its home in the dagger. His behavior has suggested a “dual nature”. It was the only thing to explain the murderous behavior coupled with the lack of desire for direct confrontation with the group – his true target. The goblin part would be the sly cunning actions that worked to avoid anything or anyone potentially more powerful… like the group. The entity in the dagger that calls to Theren and taunts him appears to be the psychotic rage and necromancer part.
Their insight turns out to be spot on. Before the sun completely sets, a man riding in a small cart pulled by a horse is attacked just up the road from the camp in plain sight, but just out of reach for the group to be of any help. They watch as the cart is flipped and catches fire from a lantern that was sitting next to the cart driver. Slythis downs the horse in the “usual manner” – slitting its throat. He then pounces on the man and kills him in the same way.
The group took what advantage they could despite having to watch the man and horse die from a distance. They advanced up the road to confront Slythis, and Slythis was all too “happy” to oblige in his enraged and psychotic state.
The fight went quickly. Bran made good use of his bow and then his halberd once he could close the distance to melee range. Theren stayed back and used his warlock magic to try and bring down Slythis. Fang had shape-shifted into a black panther (as a druid, he can do that) and took advantage of the additional four-legged speed and agility of a cat. He made constant lunges at Slythis, and then finally pounced on Slythis.
Enough of the various attacks hit their marks, and Slythis was slain. Fang and Bran had some injuries, but none were life-threatening.
As the adrenaline wore off, Slythis’ body was examined. He was no longer a small grayish-yellow skinned goblin. Instead he had grown to nearly the size of a human or elf. He had bony protrusions down his spine and along his arms and legs. His face had become a thing of true evil. The skin had been stretched over very pronounced cheek bones. The jaw hung slack. The teeth had grown jagged. Slythis had become something from a nightmare.
Down to business. Fang looked at the dagger and saw that it was “fused” to Slythis’ hand. So, he drew his scimitar and lopped off the dead creature’s hand. Avoiding touching the dagger – out of concern of something similar happening to him, Fang scooped up the severed and and dagger into a sack.
The dagger, itself, is a vile looking thing. It appears to be made entirely of bone. It is stained with the dried blood of the many victims Slythis attacked with it. Its point is sharp, and the edges are jagged. The handle is too obscured by the hand to see well. But the closer examination shows that the hand’s skin had truly grown into/onto the handle of the dagger. Slythis could not have let go of the dagger. It was like they had merged.
It was also noted that when Fang removed the hand with the dagger, Slythis’ distorted body visibly shrank a little. It was as if the removal of the dagger removed some of the… vitality??? from Slythis even after death.
So, a thunderstorm rolled through the north Texas area, and we had to cut our session off right there out of concern over losing power. Session 7 is scheduled for next Sunday. I will try to post the happenings as quickly as I am able. I hope you’re still enjoying the “story” as much as I am telling it.
As always, let me know what you think. Ask questions. I will answer as much as I can, so long as I am not giving away “spoilers” 😉
Type to you soon…