session 25 (07/06/2025)
- Amphail square
- light beacon is still here
- party decides to leave
- Calcine tries to gather some blood
- the blood on the axe was burn away
- there is a little bit of blood on the ground where
- enough for 1 use
- in the next 24h
- party moves away
- Amphail outskirts
- the wall of force drops
- big smell of ozone
- hair standing up on the head
- magic items almost vibrate
- this is now a zone of wild magic
- Vincent experiments with the bandore
- still there after 3 miles
- party goes to Rassalanter
- the wall of force drops
- Rassalanter
- Nybarg scouts ahead
- still fucked
- but safe to go
- party goes in to take shelter for the night
- Calcine sends a message to Lorelei Silverhand
Lady Silverhand, The Revenant Davrok escaped very hurt. We sabotaged a ritual, but a wild magic zone erupted because of the fight. apologies, Calcine
- Lorelei Silverhand responds
Your actions bought us time, but the cost is great. Wild magic is spreading. Return swiftly—before the Weave frays beyond mending. Davrok must not regroup.
- party goes to rest
- Lorelei sends a message through the stone
Two lieutenants slain. Dirge is prophetic—more than ritual. One verse plate recovered. Waterdeep is target.
- watches
- Nybarg
- sees embers in the distance
- there are reflexions in the embers
- the embers fade away
- Nybarg doesn't manage get a better look
- wakes up Calcine because fire
- not her turn goes back to sleep
- Vincent
- nothing to note
- peaceful might
- starts writing some stuff
- Calcine
- nothing special
- starts preparing for breakfast
- Nybarg
- party levels up to 8 !
- Lorelei sends a message through the stone
- Nybarg scouts ahead
- road to Waterdeep
- looks like an eternal twilight
- unaccompanied beast of burden
- oxen let cries out
- circle of buzzards flying above before falling down to exhaustion
- light doesn't improve from twilight
- party caught up to the cart they sent first
- back of the cart young sea elf bobbing his head
- eyes all black
- whispering to himself in abyssal
- Jez asks whose kid is he
- the villagers asks who the child is
- looking back there is no child there
- party is starting to missremember
- not sure what was that kid
- memory is fading away
- back of the cart young sea elf bobbing his head
- Waterdeep doors
- guards look tired as hell
- night shift yet to be relieved
- the clock still marks the early morning
- the guards look exhausted, missing about 8 to 16 hours of rest
- party leaves the refugees here
- Waterdeep proper
- traversing through the high road
- people are not setting up shop in the morning
- the city is not coming up to life in the morning
- the city doesn't seem to be aware of the passage of time
- party goes to the castle to speak with Lorelei Silverhand
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