The Omens of Talum-Kai

Spark Meet Flame
3 Dead 1 Revived

As Gelfin, Zaramir, Wyndolen and Lia made their way to the Frog an Hammer, there was an explosion. The tavern lit up with a blast of fire. Debris and shrapnel flew everywhere. A firey wooden beam blasted out of the building and decapitated Wyndolen who immediately dropped to the ground dead.  Gelfin turned to look at Zarmir, he had collapsed to the ground. Shrapnel pierced his chest and body in multiple places and blood was quickly seeping into the dirt at his back. 

Gelfin leaned down to his, well, Neither Gelfin nor Zaramir would describe themselves as "comrades" quite yet. Gelfin leaned down to the guy who had been traveling with him for a while whom he found it fiscally beneficial to travel with for the moment. 

Zaramir grabbed him by the collar and yelled into his face. "Take this ring. It's Jorah's its the only thing that will prove to Japith what we say is true. Also, the omens. There are three of them. The Silver Fire, The Blind Crow, The Broken Axe." and with that Zaramir Died.

Lia and Gelfin were left to watch the tavern burn. 

Some blocks away a tall axe wielding traveler heard and saw the explosion and made his way to the emergency. His name was Sakaald he had only been in this big city for a short while, but fire is an emergency no matter if you are in a backwater village or a busy metropolis. 

Outside of a rowdy tavern a rather loud, chromatically and in their disposition, centaur made his way into an alley, disguising herself a little more inconspicuously. She too then made her way to the fire, either for entertainment value or some personal gain. Either suited her just fine. 

Lia looked and listened but couldn't hear anything over the roar of the flames. Gelfin ran into the burning building looking for Porfiry. All he found was a fiery hell. Heat beat against his skin burning him. There were some patrons that had burned completely in the blast, very few survivor. None of whom seemed to be Porfiry. Gelfin helped those that he could escape the blaze. Lia, unsure of whether she could help moved closer to the building. she immediatley saw a man, clothes on fire, running out of the building. She managed to tackle him and put out the flames. 

Sakaald arrived on the scene at this moment along with the Centaur in disguise, Atalanta. He immediately ran into the burning building, fighting off the burning heat. Atalanta called out to a passing dog and telling it to get the fire brigade. 

When Sakaald made it inside he saw, towards the rear of the building, Gelfin attempting to save a Woman and child trapped behind a burning wooden beam. He ran up to Gelfin and the beam. He put himself in between the wall and the log  and attempted to push it out of the way. As he did Gelfin reacted quickly and tried to stifle the flames as much as he could and save the large man from being badly burned. Sakaald, with all his effort, couldn't make the beam budge. He released the burning log and focused for a second. He redoubled his efforts knocking the beam clear and smashing the wall opposite him. 

The two then reached out and hurried the mother and daughter away to safety. Sakaald ran back inside, hoping to find more survivors. Unfortunately, all he found was bones and ash. Unable to go back the way he came, Sakaald burst out the back of the building through the weakened and burned wood paneling. 

Gelfin, Lia and the Atalanta heard the fire wagon before they saw it. The dog Atalanta had sent away for help lead the pack as as red haired female Eldurmann lead the city towards the fire.

Seeing more people approach Gelfin disguised himself into his elven form. 

The woman jumped off the wagon and immediately deputized those around. She asked Atalanta to pump the wagon, she did so reluctantly and with little visible effort or commitment. 

Lia was drafted onto the Hoses, she too would not have been described as eager to help. A 12 year old kid behind her on the lines gave her some side eye. Lia gave him a "What?" look. The little boy replied, "Look lady, if you are not gonna even try you should just let a real adult do it."

Sakaald, stuck on the other side of the building, ran down the alley to the front. He turned the corner and stood stalk still, watching as a darkhaired woman backhanded a child, grabbed ahold of the firehose, a device he had never seen before, and let out a mighty scream. This woman knocked away all other volunteers and turned the water to full blast; dampening the outside of the building and bringing the fire close to under control. 

As this went on Atalanta gave up on her fake attempts to help and decided to conjure up a fog cloud to add more moisture to the building and bring the fire under control. 

When all was said and done the tavern was smoldering pile of wood, but the fire was out. A greatful Eldermann, Verden, introduced herself and began thanking the group for their help. Suddenly, three shadowy monsters descended from the roof tops and began attacking. 

Most of the crowd scattered, shouting about "Moon Shades" attacking. The group stood their ground, not knowing the danger they were in. 

Some looked in bewilderment as Atalanta shifted from her disguised form to her Bright centaur form. She attmepted to ensnare on of the monsters in a tangle of vines but could not capture it. A crow faced shade attacked Lia slicing her. Another jumped through Gelfin and attacked him, dealing a number of heavy hits. Gelfin attempted to hurt the wolf faced creature but did not seem to do as much damage as he could. Lia attacked the shade infront of her, stabbing at it with her rapier and injuring it. 

Sakaald buried his axe in the back of the crow nearly killing it. The centaur again attacked the shade in front of it, hitting it with its longbow. The shade responded by phasing through Atalanta but failed to attack her. The Monster in front of Gelfin attacked and rendered him unconcious. He spat and choked on the dirt, seeming to come around.  

The crowfaced monster could not his its target and Lia dispatched it with little effort and many hidden blades. Seeing the bird destroyed, Sakaald ran to he wounded comrade and attempted to slay the beast in front of him, unfortunately his blades wen through the monster and buried themselves in Gelfin. There was little hope now for his survival. 

The centaur destroyed the wolf faced shade behind her. And the last remaining shade attacked Sakaald. Lia ran towards Gelfin, hoping she could revive him, but it was too late. He had died. 

She turned instead to the remaining shade and cut it to ribbons. 

At this moment Verden, who had before run form the shades, ran towards the group holding a glowing white orb. As she approached she slowed. Dumbfounded she inquired with the group about how they survived the Moon Shade attack. She informed them that the only thing they found that could repel them were these white orbs. A man, Beau Montagne, has been selling them from his church, The Holy Path. He came to the city a little over a year ago and started gaining followers, these monsters started showing up about six months ago and these orbs are the only thing it seems that can ward them off. 

Some of the group made some off the cuff remarks about how its a pretty logically easy step to see that this group The Holy Path are the ones making these monsters. 

Verden asked why the group was in town. Lia told her that her and her dead commrade, Gelfin, had meant to meet with a Detective Porfiry to talk about Japith Kressor and the Omens. Verden soon was overcome with emotion. Detective Porfiry it seemed was her uncle and a huge mentor to her. She begged for the group to come back to the station so she could talk more and ask for their help in catching whomever is creating these monsters. 

She even offered to revive Gelfin. He is taken away to the master Cleric Healers as the rest of the group meets in Verden's office. She expalins more about these monsters. it seems random people have been turning into them for no reason. Some in daylight others at night with no explanation. 

The group agrees to help her in exchange for payment and room and board. They make their way the the Laughing Pig and settle in for the evening. Sakaald and Lia in beds, Atalanta in the stable. 

Across town Gelfin returned to the land of the living. The clerics welcomed him, explaining that they brought him back form the brink of death and thanked him for saving so many lives in the fire.

Gelfin thanked the Clerics, and marked one for his god.  

 

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Ocean's and Tides
How to fly a hovercar

After the group allowed Professor Tallow to escape they set off to look for Tandor. Noth finding him in the barn or his house Wyndolyn and Gelfin decided to provision and fix the docked boast while Zaramir and Leah Dearched the Professor's Labratory.

While Wyn and Gelfin plundered Tandor's home and Ice Box, Zaramir and Leah found Tandor working on some odd flying machine. He offered to fly them to Tornack which they both readily accept. 

After a playful bout of " Oh, we thought you were dead so we were just going to pilfer your stuff" the group got underway. They flew over Huthval, the port city of the [[Frieshan Kingdom]], and followed the Ingya River to Tornack where they were shot out of the sky. 

After they crashed they quickly found themselves surrounded by royal guardsman who promptly arrested them, not without issue. 

They spent the night in jail and were questioned by Detective Porfiry, a member of the Eldurmenn. He secretly informed them to meet him at a Tavern called The Frog And Hammer. 

After they were released and spent the day in the city, they made their way to The Frog And Hammer. As they approached a huge explosion and roar of flame erupted form the bar.

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Forbidden Magic
The Island of Professor Tallow

After taking some time to recover from the Zombie Monster attack that resulted in Thorgenson's injured body being taken away, the group made their way around the island to see what they could find. 

They came upon a small farm: barn, garden and cottage. A man named Tandor introduced himself to the group, offering hospitality, but informing them that they cannot leave without his master's permission. 

Tandor talked a lot about his master, how smart he is, how kind, how much he helps people. He even told Zaramir that his master could heal his severed arm. Tandor pointed the group towards the mountain where they could clearly see Tandor's Master's workshop.

Half of the group decided to check out the building and soon met Professor Tallow, Tandor's Master. The Professor invited the whole group to tour his lab. He showed them his enormous library and introduced them to his work. He had, for some time now, been experimenting on genetic hybridization. He waxed poetically about the potential of combining technology with magic. He even demonstrated his technological and medicinal prowess by attaching a white furry monstrous arm onto Zaramir's severed stump.

After the procedure was completed the professor made his way to his personal study and seemingly disappeared.  After some investigation the goup found a secret door that lead deeper into the mountain. Once inside they learned the truth of Professor tallow's island.

They found themselves in the middle of an arena where Tallow's hybrid monster's battled them, but most were quickly dispatched. But that wasn't the end of it. Professor Tallow then revealed his masterpiece, the mutated and monstrous form of Thorgenson. 

The group came close to being wiped out by this accursed figure but in the end they prevailed, narrowly missing Professor Tallow as he flew away from the island in a machine of his own design. 

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Sails and Oars
That time we broke a box

Thorgenson was good to his word.  In the morning after the horrors in the woods he again offered and indeed seemed to sincerely be looking forward to traveling to Tornack with everyone.

After reconvening in the Hobnail, Zaramir introduced Gelfin to Wenzel. Gelfin, surprised at the existence of the Rothe, was quick to ingratiate himself and learn more about Wenzel. He was not the only one though. A bar patron also seemed intrigued by this rare being. Lia, a dark haired, black clad, hooded, and seemingly human person, asked to come along seeing as she too was witness to the events of [[Crastor's Day]].

After getting to the docks and boadring the ship, Gelfin and Lia helped Thorgenson's crew load up a particularly delicate box that seemed to have strange runes on it. They placed it within easy access to investigate later. 

Thorgenson and crew were soon underway. He passed out some flasks to the adventurers and toasted a safe and fast voyage. Unfortunately on the second day a storm started brewing causing the group to stay below as the sailors kept the ship undercontrol. 

Overcome with curiosity the group decided to investigate the mysterious box. After creating an illusion of subterfuge on the hold's entrance, Wenzel passed a crowbar to Zaramir who cracked the box open. The box wasn't the only thing to crack though. Upon opening the box it was revealed, all to late, that the crowbar has cracked the surface of a glass globe filled with swirling clouds. The clouds began to issue forth from the crack. 

All of  sudden the ship tilted 90 degrees causing supplies and adventurer's to tumble. Gelfin fell so hard he smashed into a cache of weapons and was impaled on a spear. 

Luckily for the group potions and other supplies were rolling around on the floor and they managed to bring Gelfin back from the brink.

Regaining some composure the group set about to try and fix what they had broken. Using [[Canard's Tape]]. Unfortunatly the tape didn't hold so well but another accidental slip of Zaramirs hand replaced the crack with a sizable hole causing the clouds to billow out of the globe. 

Another wave smashed into the ship sending the group off its feet. 

Wenzel, in an attempt to bring the ship under control tried to make it to the helm but was knocked over and became tangled in the loose ropes on deck. The constant rocking smashed him back and forth between the gunnels. 

Gelfin sent his unseen servant to the helm to hold the wheel while Lia bounded onto the main deck helping Wenzel back to his feet. Wenzel, undaunted by his injuries made his way to the helm and tried to right the ship. At the helm Wenzel witness something truly awe inspiring.

A giant godlike figure made of clouds and thunder was raining down lightning and stirring the oceans to madness. The Cloud figure threw out his hands and a wave swamped the boat. 

The group woke up on a tropical island. Boxes, wood and other sundries washing on shore with them. They searched the area immediately around them finding some supplies and objects. Healing potions, two vials of liquid, one blue one red, a dagger with a pearl handle, a whip with threaded gold running through it, and a fork and knife of silver trimmed obsidian.

In their search they came upon Thorgenson who was grievously wounded. Plying him with health potions only slowed down his agony but it gave him the wherewithal to snort something from his belt. Immediately his wound was healed but the side effect caused him to go catatonic and rigid as a board. 

The group pulled him back to the fire only to be set upon by four zombies. After irresponsibly throwing his weapons into the ocean and the forest Zaramir began to punch the foes as the others picked them off with sword and arrow. Everyone fought and beat them back but a Zombie Beholder took their place. It pushed and fought and everyone worked valiantly to beat the monster back. Unfortunately it wasn't quite enough. 

The Beholder paralyzed Wenzel with a beam from its eye, and frightened Zaramir to the point of immobility leaving him open to attack. The Beholder grabbed Zaramir by the arm and flung him into the woods ripping his arm from his socket. 

The monster then wrapped its pseudopodic eyes stalks around Thorgenson and dragged him into the woods leaving the adventurers alone on the beach beaten but itching to get even.

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Blood In The Snow

In the morning hours a quiet settled on Hevestel, a deep and somber quiet laced with the fear that the darkness that plagued the city last night would not return today. 

In the Hobnail, our three adventurers decided to let Wenzel look for passage north to Tornack. This was less due to mutual agreement and more to the hungoverness of one half elf and the lack of interest by a half orc in seeking passage so early in the day.

So, sitting together in the bar with not but the remains of Jorah's body, a drunken passed out reveler and the bar maid, Wyndolen and Zaramir waited patiently for Wenzel's return.

It was at this time that another person entered the bar. A teifling, rare in the west, came and inquired with the bar maid about food, drink, and the giant hole in the side of the building. After grumpily answering his questions the bar maid sent him off with drink.

As this teifling was sitting down a rather official looking bearded man walked in right up to the bar. On his breast was the sigil of the Eldurmenn. Wyndolen jumped up immediately upon seeing this man and began to gush with excitment. She told him about her father Atrian who he seemed to recall from a long time ago. 

As it turned out this Eldurmann, Thorgenson, was on assignment to find out what exactly had happened here last night. Wyndolen was all too happy to fill in the gaps of information and explain the strange encounter they witnessed. 

Pleased with the report Thorgenson enquired about possibly enlisting Wyndolen or any others she could find in a short mission to retrieve some lost children who went missing last night. She delightfully accepted and said she would meet him soon with others.

After Thorgenson left through the back of the bar, Wyndolen was approached by the Teifling who, attempting to gain favor, pretended to know her father. She immediately caught him in the lie but rather than reacting quickly or with violence to the newcomer she instead unsheathed her whip and lassoed Zaramir who, upon recognizing that there was indeed a teifling in the bar, had rushed at him looking to potentially add its head to a future wall. 

Calmness and amicability prevailed and Zaramir and Wyndolen were introduced to Gelfin. 

The three of them set out and met up with Thorgenson who lead them into the woods. They soon found that the path they were following boded ill for the fate of the children: blood on branches, deep monstrous tracks in the snow.

They came into a clearing that stole Thorgenson's resolve. In the middle of the clearing was a makeshift alchemical circle made of the viscera and pieces of the missing children, and in the center of the circle was a symbol who's origin Thorgenson gasped aloud, Seth Harreen.

 

Before the group had a chance to really search the scene they were stumbled upon by a Kenku dragging the remains of the second child into the clearing. Wyndolen, Zaramir and Thorgenson jumped to fight the monster, while Gelfin, taken by surprised slipped on the frozen ground. 

The monster was quickly and efficiently dispatched by Wyndolen who managed to run the bird-creature through while simultaneously flipping it over head and catching a glass object from the kenku's dead hand.

Further inspection of the object revealed it to be a rather complex ampoule filled with a dark, semi viscous liquid. During Gelfin's inspection he found some pretty dark and powerful magic to be emanating from it. 

Disgusted with the horror the wretched kenku had wrought upon the children Zaramir broke the pentacle as Gelfin set the pieces aflame. Unfortunately it seemed some lingering magic brought the fiery pieces of flesh to life but again this aberration was quickly dispatched by the team.

Thorgenson distressed by what he had seen asked if the goup would accompany him back to Tornack to give witness to what happened here today and to corroborate his report on the events of the previous night. Everyone accepted and made their way back to town to alert the villagers of their tragic loss.

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The Hobnail Hullabaloo
Our Story Begins

It was Crastors Day in Hevestel. A festival day that celebrated the city's famed reputation as the City of Monsters. It was early evening. The revelry and parties had died down a little as many people went home to recharge and prepare for the boisterous, drunken and costume laden revelry that would begin later that night. 

Other's chose to spend their time waiting for the evenings partying in one of the local Tavern's. 

The Hobnail, a warm and welcoming bar on the Western edge of the city, was one such Tavern. Adventurers and locals mixed together well with the bar's tasty beer and rib sticking food. All in all this night seemed as ordinary as can be.

The peace and general din of the bar was broken, all of a sudden, when a man, dried blood on his face and dressed in torn clothing, burst into the bar yelling for help. He needed to send a warning "Someone, please, I need someone to get a message to Japith Kressor in Tornack! The Seth-Hareen have risen! Their storm will wash over the land and kill everything in its path! They need to protect the Talorican!"

Immediately three individuals jumped up to help. A Half-Elf, a Half-Orc and an individual who's kind have not been seen in many years, the humanoid turtles of legend called Frore. The Half-Orc immediately checked the man's wounds, as the Half-Elf attempted to make what this man was saying. 

He kept repeating the need to warn a man named Japith Kressor in Tornak when all of a sudden the door to the bar was blown off its hinges and into the bar. A large hand clad in black metal reached up and smashed out the area above the door to reveal a nine foot tall behemoth of what one can only assume is a man. Clad head to toe in spiked black armor, with a helm of spikes and face slots of glowing red, the monster stepped into the bar and called in a deep grating voice to the man, naming him Jorah and calling him a heathen. His accusations punctuated by flames that erupted from his face slits. 

Immediately the Half-Elf tried to whip the behemoth, but he caught it in midair and threw her bodily across the room. The turtle moved to a more advantageous position as the Half-Orc remained with the injured man. The monster walked towards them, grabbed the man by the skull and lifted him bodily from the floor. He turned to the bar an said "Tell who you will, the Seth-Hareen will soon cleanse this land, and return the world back to ashes. Karthset will lead the armies of the Seth-Hareen and wash as a sea of fire over the whole world." The monster then leaned into Jorah and stabbed him with a black fire rimmed sword through his body and dropping the remains to the floor. 

The behemoth looked up, looked around the bar. Immediately, sensing an opening, the Half-Elf fired off a crossbow bolt that hit squarely in the monster's faceplate. Unfortunately it devoured the bolt and spat it back out as a mote of fire. The monster raised his hand after that and a wall of energy bowled over everyone in the bar, some being thrown to the other side of the building. with his victory complete the monster turned and began to walk out, but not before three Kobolds made their way into the bar around their master. 

The three who had stepped up to help Jorah immediately engaged the Kobolds in battle. The Half-Elf deftly stabbing one through the face, while the Frore warrior pinned another bodily to the ground with his spear before punching him into his doom. The Half-Orc pulled a maul from his belt as the last Kobold attacked and swung at its head, catching it under the chin and separating the Kobold's skull fromt its body and imbedding it in the ceiling. 

The group chased the Monster outside. They were greeted with a sight of Chaos. Goblins and Kobolds chased townspeople and ransacked houses, as other towns folk attempted to put out fires in the neighborhood. 

The Half-Elf again whipped at the Monster snapping against his helmet. The Monster turned to face them, suddenly recognizing the species in front of him. After chastizing the Frore he placed his hands in the ground and conjured fire sprites that immediately jumped on the Turtle Man. With some quick thinking the Half-Elf overturned a water barrel which doused two of the monsters and injured the other two enough so that one swing from the Half-Orc's maul dissolved the rest back into nothingness. 

Amused by their fighting the Monster reached above his head and seemingly ripped a hole in reality out of which three more Kobolds fell. These to were easily dispatched by the warriors.

The Monster gave out another low chuckle and again reached above his head. This time, however, he opened reality and let it swallow him, and the rest of the Goblins and Kobolds in the city, out of existence. 

The Half-Orc returned to the bar, as the Frore and Half-Elf stood outside trying to calm the crowds. 

When the Frore returned back into the tavern he saw the Half-Orc holding the now dead Jorah. When the Half-Elf also returned to the bar the Half-Orc revealed to the group that with his dying breaths the man again pleaded to send word to this Japith Kressor in Tornak but he also mentioned something about omens or some such thing. 

The group then resolved itself to find this Jorah Kressor and deliver the dying man's message. 

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