Wherein our heroes, curious about the murder of Provost Bonal Geldem of Morgrave University by an epigone of the Lord of Blades, accept the commission of Lady Elaydren d’Vown of House Cannith to continue his work and recover an heirloom from the lower levels of Dorasharn Tower.
Taken from the personal letters of Quillathe d’Lyrandar:
Zol, Eyre 12, 998 YK (All in House Lyrandar code.)
To Lady Krishena Milyan d’Lyrendar from the hand of Lady Quillathe Milyan d’Lyrandar
Dear Aunt Krishena,
We had a couple of exciting days! Since we decided to take Lady Elaydren d’Vown up on her offer and hunt down the schema for her, we started out by doing some shopping and then some research. We picked up some alchemist’s fire (Maker’s idea!) and other supplies suited for an underground expedition.
Maker took the map Elaydren gave us of Dorasharn Tower to the Morgrave University library. He managed to talk the librarians into letting him peruse the rare books and maps, and found some maps of the same area dating from different time periods. According to those records, the schematics of the lower levels were quite different from our map. The numbering changed over time, and valve cluster E213 could be several miles from the location on our map.
Ivello went over to the “adventurers’ quarter” and asked some pointed questions about the area where we were going. He found out that the lower levels of Sharn aren’t abandoned as we previously thought, but actually have people living there. Unsavory folk, to be precise. The advice of the people he talked with was to go armed but be polite, and make nice with the locals, which includes a shifter enclave.
Grey Fist and I headed over to the Lyrandar Enclave to see what I could find out about Elaydren. She is apparently a loyal servant of Lady Jorlanna d’Cannith, whose power base is in Aundair. When Starrin dCannith and his son Norran d’Cannith died, and the ranks of the house leadership decimated, no effective or fair vote could be held to choose a successor. Cannith was paralyzed, and three heirs emerged to claim leadership; Merrix d’Cannith, Jorlanna d’Cannith and Zorlan d’Cannith. Merrix leads the southern faction, based here in Sharn. Zorlan appears to be solidly entrenched in Karrnath. While Cannith shows a united front to outsiders, they are clearly not above hiring adventurers to thwart each other’s plans. The Aundair and Sharn branches are particularly hostile to each other right now.
In the meantime, Wystaria, Caredric and Valakashtai went back to our rooms to drop off our shopping. Wysteria planned to cross-examine Valakashtai about her motives, but when they reached the rooms, an elf was waiting for them on the stairs outside. Her name was Elleia Haither and she was a cleric of the Undying Court. She had traveled to Sharn following a vision. Her vision led her to the warforged, Cutter. When she questioned the Watch, they directed her to us for more information. She was quite put out that Cutter was dead, and demanded to know what she was supposed to do next!
At that point, Grey Fist and I arrived. Introductions were made, and we encouraged Elleia to share more about her vision. She explained that Cutter was supposed to lead her to another warforged, with a dragon on his head. That warforged would lead her to her destiny. At that point, she announced that she would stay with us until she received a sign. She was fascinated by Grey Fist, since he is the first living warforged she had ever met. She was even more fascinated by Maker, who arrived next. Finally, Ivello returned and we were able to discuss what to do next. Maker solved the issue by rearranging our rooms and making a place for Elleia to rest.
The next morning we rose at down to head down to the lower levels of Dorasharn Tower. We set out, and soon arrived, in a Rat’s Market. We poked around and bought a sunrod from a goblin named Skakan who seemed to be in charge, (if anyone could be said to be in charge of such a place). We decided to ask him for directions to the valve cluster we were looking for. He was very obliging, and promised to lead us there for a modest fee. Not being fools, we offered him half up front and half upon arrival. It was extremely lucky for us that we met him! He led us straight there, in about fifteen minutes.
We walked down what felt like a hundred flights of steps into the sewers. It smelled horrific. When we got to the bottom, Maker cleared off some grime to reveal an inscription “E213”. We were at exactly the right place. As we gingerly stopped out into the sewer in single file…it was very close quarters, Maker spotted something in the shadows on the ceiling. It was another warforged!
Maker was able to flip the warforged out into the sewer as it dropped down on us. At the same time, two shifters approached me from behind, where I brought up the rear of the group. Two more shifters came upon the group from the other direction as well. The warforged identified himself as Slicer, and attacked Grey Fist and Maker verbally, chastising them for their association with “weak flesh beings”.
We fought furiously and the two shifters in the tunnel fell quickly. I dispatched the one before me with barely a scratch to show for it, and the second fled. We fought the warforged to a standstill and when he deactivated, we had a chance to stop for a breather. A small mechanical detached from Slicer and flew off before anyone could stop it. Maker expressed a desire to turn Slicer over to the Watch, to allow him an opportunity to realize the error of his ways. We tied him to the bars of the sewer, to recover later on our way out.
We made our way down the tunnel, and upon turning the corner we found another warforged sitting in the dirty water. He appeared to be meditating with yet another small mechanical. He was called C’Ge. He seems to be new, which is very shocking! We couldn’t very well leave him there, so we took him with us. He calls everyone either Father or Mother, which makes conversations somewhat confusing.
A little further down the tunnel, we found the entrance we needed to the Cannith Forge. It was a door with the Cannith sigil in the middle. Wysteria used the journal to open the door. On the other side there was a 30’ drop to a tunnel. We headed down to the tunnel and into the dark. When we get to the end of the tunnel, there is a large room with several ruined buildings. We were just deciding whether or not to explore the temple, when we were attacked!
It was a swarm of beetles. It was disgusting. We used up both our flasks of alchemist’s fire destroying the swarm. We decided not to continue in that direction after that. It turns out it was a lucky decision. We found the building with the forge. Wysteria tried opening the door with the journal again, with no success. In the end, we found a large hole in the roof.
First we lowered down Grey Fist. No sooner was he down, than he was attacked by three iron guardian dogs. He managed to defeat them handily. When he “killed” them, a panel in their heads opened. Wysteria, Ivello and I joined Grey Fist inside. We searched the room, and Ivello realized that there must be a hidden chamber behind the forge. There were four holes above the forge, a triangle, a square, a pentagon and a hexagon. We found the shaped metal pegs matching the holes in the dogs’ heads, oddly enough.
Ivello very cleverly reasoned that the pegs go in numerically. He did get shocked the first time, but it was because he didn’t push the triangle in all the way. We found quite a few things in the forge, including the schema we were hired to recover. We grabbed the loot and climbed out of the building. We were all feeling pretty good about things, as we lowered Grey Fist down off the roof. Just as he touched ground, he sprouted a flaming crossbow bolt in his chest!
Our attacker was Saber, self-styled as “the greatest follower of the Lord of Blades”. He shot Grey Fist a second time with another flaming bolt, while ranting at him about his ties to the rest of us. He clearly felt that Maker, Grey Fist and C’Ge were traitors for associating with the rest of us. We all hunkered down on the roof, and I threw a sunrod out into the room. Once we were able to see him, we returned fire. Shooting prone is harder than it looks! Everyone got in on the action, and finally Grey Fist was able to close with Saber. He neatly beheaded him, and we made our way out of the sewers.
The first order of business was to go home and clean up. We decided to get some rest, and head back to the Broken Anvil in the morning. Elaydren is very pleased when we give her the schema. She said if we stop by Sivis’ message station in Barmin Tower, we might find a message from her if there is more work for us. She paid us the rest of our gold.
It made for an exciting two days! Ivello and I are finding our adventures, and so far we are enjoying ourselves. More news when we have something to tell.