Campaign of the Month: December 2014
December 12, 2014
…With a greater understanding of the scrolls I chose to visit Lady Tower and update her on my findings. I returned to the Jade Crucible Inn only to have my meeting with Chance interrupted by Umbrim who invited himself into her mansion. Umbrim offers Chance a scroll encouraging her to take advantage of the opportunity soon as it will not last forever. Umbrim left but not before leaving behind an invisible wizards eye, which was discovered by Chance when using a true sight spell to examine her scroll. I tell her all I have learned and suspect about the scroll but she remains unconvinced. Wanting to trust someone among these wizards so eager to learn of the radiance I revealed some of what happened when my party turned the Radiance from draining magic to draining entropy. She was stunned at that revelation, but the missing pieces for my exile fell into place convincing her I was telling her the truth. I asked her to join me in convincing the other wizards to not use the scrolls.
With Baron Hopswych’s blessing we reconvine the secret meeting. Lady Chance and I appeal to the group to not use the scrolls. We are able to convince all but five to not use their scrolls. Each tossing their scroll to the floor in a pile as they forsoke the tainted opportunity. One of the remaining five, who wore red robes, insisted on casting the spell right there in our meeting. He succeeded and fell into a trance, but before destiny can reveal his fate the other four, bolstered by his success, begin casting the spells on their scrolls. Three of the wizards fail to cast the spell and are blown back their scrolls disintegrating in the process. The red robed wizard snaped out of the trance he was in and falls to the floor wracked with horrible pain. The fifth wizard named Quan succeeded in casting the spell and fell into a trance. He spoke of seeing a hallway and a door looming before him. He opens the door and begins screaming. We see his body being drawn down into the floor and disappearing in radiance like dwimmers of light as if his body were being consumed by the radiance itself. His screams echoed in the hall even after his body had disappeared leaving behind only the dwimmers of light.
It was then Umbrim appeared. He showed glee at Quan’s success, pitied the red robed wizards tormented failure and mocked the rest of us with his disappointment for not all taking the opportunity. As he began collecting the scrolls my frustrations got the best of me and I invoked a flaming sphere upon the pile of scrolls burning them to ash causing them to explode in a blast that knocked most of the assembled wizards back. Umbrim sighed at my outburst and frowned at me in disappointment and attempted to leave with three remaining scrolls. In a last ditch effort I used scorching rays to destroy the remaining scrolls only to lose the spell as I dodged a ray of disintegration from Umbrim. None of the other wizards dared aid me. In the aftermath we found another of Umbrim’s hidden wizards eyes when I used my true sight to discern what had happened to Quan. The remaining wizards rallied around me even after learning my true identity. There was talk of forming a brotherhood of the radiance with me as their teacher. I am not sure how I feel about this. I must deal with me feelings about the radiance and Rad before I can move forward.
Fearing for my safety Baroness Tower invited me to stay at her tower for the night. I accepted graciously. Her tower was decorated in a fashion that matched her fascination with metals and gems. Paintings and artwork of copper and uncut gemstones, golden plates and dinnerware, even the door to her quarters was made of solid copper. An ingenious cot potion from the alchemist guild provided me a bed in her laboratory where I could rest and ready my spells. That night I had a strange dream that I still do not fully comprehend. I found myself flying over the clouds a storm of dark clouds brewing off in the distance. Galloping beside me is a horse and rider with tattered clothes and a cowl that covered his face such I could not see him clearly. He speaks to me but I cannot respond. His tone seems disappointed, as he tells me to not fight against them but to aid them and the doorway could be opened to me. Though it is not clear I assume he speaks of the doorway seen by those who attempted to cast the spell of transcendence. Possibly this is a messenger from the sphere of entropy or perhaps Thanatos himself. I do not know for sure but I consider it an ill omen.
Once I had studies the appropriate spells I attempted to locate Quan and determine what happened to him. I tried a Discern Location spell with no success. It was time to use a riskier spell. I began meditating and cast a Contact Other Plane spell, attempting to contact Benekander. I failed to reach him, instead reaching another consciousness which intervened out of curiosity agreeing to answer my questions. I asked about Quan and discovered, he is not destroyed, that he partially serves entropy now, and that he is being consumed by the radiance. The question now is who did I reach and why did he choose to answer my questions. The results of my spell left me mentally stricken for weeks after so I had plenty of time to ponder these questions and consider the entity’s responses, albeit at a reduced capacity. It seems entropy’s plan actually far simpler than I had considered. How do you keep the Radiance from draining entropy? It’s simple you feed it with the life force of a wizard who successfully casts the Transcend Life Force spell but is not powerful enough to achieve immortality. Such is the fate of Quan, and such will be the fate of any who use those scrolls.
Baroness Tower kindly allowed me to reside at her tower while I recovered. A month later she and I returned to Baron Hopswych and relaid the information I had obtained. The Baron then surprised me with a request. He wants my party to break into the tower of a wizard named Armistyn and steal everything he has. The Baron is suspicious of Armistyn primarily because he is an elf that does not drink. It seems he does not trust anyone who does not drink. What else could he be hiding?…△