Campaign of the Month: December 2014
Arcanium: The Finale
Ahh, the glories and sights of Arcanium. These piza breads from Trateau are delicious. Especially for my stomach is still craving solid things after yesterday’s… debauchery. I don’t know if I should ever drink again. It was certainly a night to remember. Perhaps not the most glorius moments for the Knights Hakim, Salhadin and Elias, but memories just the same.
Elias, he is still missing, and from the news of the Countess’ tower, we will not be seeing him any time soon. It was a brave act that he did. Our attempts to find him today suggest that he is dead and not just in some plane beyond. However, I hold out that I should not feel grief. I know the princes and even lesser arcaners can bring back the dead like a cleric, so I must trust them. Let Al Kaleem’s wrath fall upon Prince Virayana if he does not return Sir Elias to our company in life.
With Elias gone and Thaljun content with our earlier trip into the rotting wastes of the lower side of Glantri, we split our ways to enjoy the last day of Arcanium. I finish my pizza and I am looking at a shield made of a bullette carapace, when from the canal bursts a huge blue steaming cube. At first I take in the newest of Arcanium’s entertainment, as more of the cubes come fourth and combine with it. Then I see one of the constables appear as he blasts the stack of water with a fireball to little effect. Suddenly there are screams and running, and I find that these cube beasts are not part of the planned events. They seem to be water elementals, and by the way the constabulary is fighting, I can see that they are not harmed by spells.
Leading some unfortunate onlookers to shelter, I run into Thaljun and Pale. They quickly tell me that we must head to the parliament library, and that these attackers are the doing of Professor Scale. It sounds like they had seen him outside a shop, but he slipped away just as the attack started. Thaljun tells how the creatures must be coming from the plane of water, through the portals supplying the water to the canals. He decided the best way to stop it is to find parliament’s records on the portals.
In the Library, there is one generally unhelpful man by the name of Perdius and few clues to the whereabouts of these portals. The map of their location that should have been here is missing, stolen despite librarians claims that such a thing is impossible. Perdius eventually tells us that a magistrate, Wassam Qh’erabis was the last person in here. Before we leave to find him we do get another clue. A file in the library says that a man, Fleyrgo Binonus, was an architect on the original canals, and his estate in Tater Hill might have more information.
We first go to investigate the suspicious magistrate. Flying to his apartment, we see some of the wreckage cause by the elemental beasts. Buildings are damaged, bodies float in the water, and we catch sight of the Red Titan, heroically battling against a grouping of cubes. In Wassam’s apartment we find no one, and little evidence, until pale points out that some parchment had been burned recently. We try to recreate what we suppose is the stolen map, but it is incomplete and cannot be done.
At our loss for other leads Thaljun teleports us to Tater Hill. A conversation with a pleasant cleaning servant and a crown later we found the estate of old Binonus. We head up and luckily the land has not passed to a different legacy. Insenus, the great grandson is a pleasant chap and he lets us look for a copy of the old canals planning map. I get a bit side tracked looking at the County of Alban, and Thaljun offhandedly mentions that some of the Prince’s mines are not on this old map. Anyways we do find the old canals map, and after thanking Insenus, teleport back to Glantri.
Things had gotten worse in our absence, a larger of the steam elementals was heading down one of the west canals, pushing towards our estate. They seemed to be targeting it? We arrive at the Gondola Landing, the location of the first portal, and Thaljun immediately jumps into the water. I stand my ground, protecting the landing from one of the cube monsters, my new longsword proving its magical prowess as it still effects these beasts. As I finish it off, Thaljun raises up from the depths. “I’ve got it,” he yells as Luigi arrives with the baloon-dola, “There is some sort of blue Kelp plant that is penetrating the protective magical barrier, once I pulled that back onto our side of the portal, the barrier returned.” I get him to explain the rest as we head to the Citadel where the other two portals are.
On our approach, we see something frightening in the water. The awe inspiring Red Titan floating, beaten in the water. We change plans quickly, and Thaljun tells me, “Hakim, go fix the portals, I must save this valiant wizard.” Without another word, I dive from our flying ship and swim down. Eventually finding the stone ringed portal in the muck and floatsam of the Glantri canals, I find this kelp that Thaljun was referring to and pull it back to our side. I surface and do the same to the other portal, watching some of the cubes get blocked from coming through.
Once the portals were shut, and the constables devised better tactics, the battle turned quickly. They dispatched the remaining monsters, but it seemed like Arcanium was over. We were patching up our ship and licking our wounds when a runner came looking for Thaljun. “My Count, from the recent events, Parliament is holding an emergency council immediately. You or a representative are requested to attend with all haste.”
Once Thaljun returned, he told us some of what had become of today. He had tried to point out the responsible party, Professor Scale, with the help of Wassam Qh’erabis, possibly with the help of Lord Entl from Alphatia. However, at these accusations, some of our least favorite houses started accusing Thaljun. Linden and Crownguard shot accusations at us, openly saying that Sir Elias had something to do with the explosion at the Countess’ Tower.
Thaljun seemed disappointed at the enemies we had made, but when I asked him, it sounded like even more of the houses were with us, calling us heros for our actions. After a short search by the constabulary, it was found that we indeed had been telling the truth. Wassam was not found, but in his carriage they found the missing piece to the map from the Library of Parliament and completed the spell. With that evidence, we were shown to be heros of the day, however, no reward was given. It seems that our castle stealing exploit is all but household knowledge by now, and because the attack was likely orchestrated by Lord Entl and the elementals were trying to destroy our estate, it was deemed that the attack was both stopped and caused by us. Some one mentioned that an elven woman with a bow had helped defend our estate towards the end, we owe gratitude to someone.
Every day in Glantri we seem to get into some bigger trouble. Its time for a drink, NO. No drinking, at least not for a while. Perhaps just a breath of air.