S'lozano'dad, Gorion passes and my journey onwards
(a little mood music)
Not long after leaving CK Gorion and I were ambushed during the night, and by the sound of it, they wanted me dead. I took off through the woods as Gorion said to run. I could hear him putting up a good fight, but as I kept running I eventually heard him cry out in pain.
Morning eventually came and I found myself near the road to CK again. Imoen, ever the little sneak, had apparently followed us. I felt I should at least get her to a place of safety if nothing else. We tried to get back into CK but the strict draconian entrance requirements forbid it. The gatewarden did give us a little gold to help with however.
We made our way back to the ambush site where I got what belongings were left off of Gorion's mangled body. It was too bad he dies but that is life and death, the strongest survive. Maybe he had been cooped up in that library too long.
We made for the Friendly Arm Inn. We made it without too much trouble but along the way were harassed by some old man asking about my mental state. Thinking him a bit to concerned about me we pushed on.
Upon arriving we met a warrior by the name of Ishlilka, and, needing the protection for the time being I asked her to join.
It was a good thing she joined me as at the entrance I was attacked again, and this time by a mage. He was not successful, and I found Ishlilka to be quite effective against a mage. She was from a line of wizard hunters, a product of two half-orcs, her father a hunter like herself and her mother a priestess of Luthic, the Cave Mother, an orcish fertility goddess. This was of interest to me, my own Shub-Niggurath and I decided that this Ishlilka might be a helpful companion.
I guess she did not mind my appearance that much but another in the inn did, some little fool of a dwarf. Maybe it was my collection of fungus, or perhaps it was just me.
I met with Jaheira and Khalid, Gorions friends bout found jaheira to be a bit too judgemental as regards to my person, so left my own. Perhaps they would be of use in the future.
From rumors and Jaheira I learned of some trouble with the iron to the south. Without much else in mind we headed that way, making Beregost without much trouble. It was hear that I learned of a place called Firewine ruins, madmen and mages to the west, and, after returning a statue to life near the town's temple to Lathanderr, about basilisks to the east. The place was full of rumors for sure.
We traveled even farther south, finally making it to Nashkel. Another assassin was at the inn. Someone has definitely taken an issue with me. It was here that I remembered the old lamp some young lady gave me before leaving CK. As I attempted to clean it a little I was surprised to learn that it housed a dijinn. She called herself Jini and told me that I was now her new owner. Quite useful she could be I thought.
We found just outside the tavern where the assassin attacked us a man poisoned, by someone named Seniyad. As he quickly died I decided to make use of the big stock of herbs he had stolen from that Seniyad.
As their happened to be an herbalist in town they would prove to be quite useful.
I dropped Imoen off at the faire nearby, so maybe she would be safe there for a time. I travel around a little getting the lay of the land, with Ish along with me. At one point I was drawn into a strange dream with Jini, and another night I had dreams even stranger, finding I had the power to heal with a touch after.
I dropped off Ish at the faire for a while. She had taken a liking to me, Jini, as well. For that matter, Jini asked me to look after a lil fairy girl named Fay (Jini had taken me INTO her lamp- quite a frisky lil dijinn she was at that). Fay turned out in reality to be a will-o-the-wisp that had forsaken her kind's ways of leading strangers to their deaths in the swamps. Even SHE had taken a liking to me.
May my fungus collection had some strange effect on females. Well, the Great Mother provides, and I suppose, fit the idea of the fecundity of life. Ia! Shub-Niggurath! (The Truth! Shub-Niggurath!).
As all this attention felt kinda weird after being used to keeping to myself I took off on my own for a bit.
I met and battled with quite a few things, including the basilisks. These were not so much trouble as a ghoul in the area proved friendly and helpful, and Fay was not affected by their gaze either. I was growing more powerful, and the Great Mother had granted me the power to summon other creatures to my aid. I found myself growing more and more detached from the people in the area. I was more at home with the animals and my personal favorites, the slimes, molds, and fungi.
It then that I met Alora, a lil halfing girl that thought herself an adventurer of sorts.
Happy as can be all the time she was, and as to adventuring, was into adventuring into other peoples pockets and houses more than anything else. Not that I minded, could be quite useful I thought. I thought perhaps with her help we might explore a little of that Durlag's Tower I had heard about. What I found was quite a dangerous place, undead, basilisks, and even a demon lady (who I helped out-seemed she too took a liking to me) Heh, Alora kept herself busy with traps and looking into everything she could, curious she was for sure. She even stole from the demon lady, a nice staff and some boots that I found quite useful, from weasels perhaps they were magicked (aided my quickness).
Durlag's was getting too dangerous, too fast, so we left. I dropped Alora at the faire and headed west by myself. I was again becoming more detached from people, not that it mattered, as I had my own company and interests to keep me occupied. Many a toadstool I did see in my travels. I usually gathered a little here and there to add to my growing collection of spores.
I came upon what I thought was an abandoned lighthouse. It was here that not long after my life would truly change for the better.
The place had in residence some old man that said he worked at helping ships bring cargo in nearby. He also said I should be weary of sirines in the area. I left, met a few of them, and indeed were quite aggressive. Their habit of targeting Fay with their magic's proved useless, although their arrows did carry a bit of poison. The poison I found to be useless against me, as my metabolism seemed to absorb it in a fashion that makes it harmless to me anymore.
I did meet the head sirine of the area, Sil, who told me that the men in the lighthouse had hunted them and were after their pearls. Feeling these creatures to be more in tune with nature than the men I decided to help. The men tried to offer me money for killing Sil, so they could get to some treasure cave. I decided I would have their money and their treasure.
A few cats and a couple of hamadryads I summoned to aid me. The battle did not last long.
I return to Sil, who rewarded me with a silken white cloak and permission to enter the cave they were guarding. This cave had some giant flesh golems inside, but Fay tripping all the traps and my darts, they soon fell. The place had the right working to be a nice home. Moss, mold, fungus, everything I could ask for just about. A place that I could help foster the current life within and perhaps even grow some of my spores I had brought from CK. It even had a little pool inside.
After all the fighting I laid down and decided to sleep for a bit.
It was then that the dreams came...