Starting Wealth (10g), This is your life, (18gp)

XGE's This is Your Life

Born in Menzoberranzan to House Melarn. Matron mother only had two children (a boy & girl set of twins) by Danifae’s father (a cartographer that was attempting to map the Upperdark) before he was torn apart by a hook horror in the tunnels... conveniently just a few days before Matron Melarn took her position upon her mother’s death (apparent suicide).

As a child, others saw my twin & I as different. We had few other friends. As we grew, we learned the requirements of our deadly society. My devotion to my people—and to Selvetarm, Dark Seldarine god of war—lifted me in combat, making me powerful and dangerous.

In my first century of life, there were 11 influential events.
36 I made an enemy of a svirfneblin Sorcerer, though I was blameless in the affair. I left him alive, but grievously injured, as a warning to others who would make a similar attempt.
87 In my first true House war, I was (1) knocked out and left for dead. I awoke hours later and still do not remember the battle.
93 While on a hunting party, we frizzed a zone of faezeress, and found ourselves brief sojourners in the Feywild
63&55 While regaining Matron Mother’s favor after my blunders, I spent two years training. I still have the 18 gp I earned as a youth.
50 I befriended a captured adventurer, a Dragonborn cleric that was sold to us as a slave. His stories of the surface confused me.
25 It was in my 60th year when I fell in love with a friendly soldier of another house. Nothing became of it.
16 It was about this time that my father died. My brother was bequeathed most of his weapons and armor, but I did receive a single [simple weapon. ]
07 Tragedy befell our House when my aunt was killed in battle and my mother grew angry lashing out at all of us.
02 My relationship ended. Matron Mother did not approve of how the match would appear to the council. She said the loss of her mother and my aunt in a decade left our house too poorly positioned for such an arrangement.
07 He did not take the news well. He disappeared without a trace... I cannot prove it was my mother’s doing.

It was in my 111th year that I was afflicted with the “Blessing of Corellon.” The surface elves may revel in any who can alter their gender like their god, but I found it terrifying.

I fled to Bregan d’Aerthe and Jarlaxle told me my reputation was lost amongst the council. I’ve worked for him for 12 years now.

Story Award: Vadd Narkoz Guard Captain Hrogar invites you to a private ceremony within the central hall of Glip Dak, a massive Netherese building of exotic stone. There he and other officers thank you for your service and discretion, awarding you the title Vadd Narkoz, "Strong Warrior", in this private proclamation. The hobgoblins of Glip Dak acknowledge you as a worthy and trusted ally.
For future Glip Dak modules, the adventurer has advantage on Charisma checks when interacting with Kroth Magg soldiers and guards.

Dani attended the funeral of an adventurer who fell while in the Citadel of Vlaakith.
Gained Blessing of Health

Story Award: The Bronze Hrogar, a captain in The Bronze, is pleased with the work you did for him. Your timely intervention has allowed him to put an end to the rash of burglaries in GLIP DAK and allowed Hrogar to save face at the same time.
In future adventures in GLIP DAK, characters with this story award will make Charisma checks with members of the Bronze in GLIP DAK at advantage.

Story Award: In Your Debt You successfully brought back the entire missing adventuring party. All four swear to repay their debt to you.

3 Potions of greater healing

purchased Fritter, the 7-Legged Spider from The Kernel during Liar's Night..
-60 candy corn

Assigned to guard duty for Junior, JB's experiment? Kid? Golem creature? Who knows what the hell D-Con actually counts as. Beats me, but Parts is a member of Bregan d'Arthe, so he's okay. Good spellslinger and handy in a fight.
He wanted to go meet a contact for a bottle or two of Zzarr down at the Yawning Portal Inn and I didn't mind that. But then he goes and promises some folks—that he just met!—that he'd venture into Undermountain with them. Couple might know what they're doing, like the archer and the genasi. The tiefling is completely wet behind the ears.

I mean, this is not too inconvenient since I had a contact I needed to check on in Skullport, but I was expecting 8 easy and boring hours of drinking ale. Messing around in an insane arch-wizard's tower? That's dumb, and worse if that insane arch-mage is Halaster Blackcloak.
Anyway, I paid our money to Durnan, the Yawning Portal's owner. Like you haven't heard of him. You better believe I used my expense account! ...so our strange crew was lowered in a big tub on ropes and pulleys to the first level of Undermountain.

First thing down there, one of them found a one-way secret door to the north side and left an unscouted passage behind us. This is going to get bad. Then Parts the wonder-boy falls through a door when trying to open it with his Thieves Tools. A door with stacks of plates on the other side. The racket is an alarm and within a minute, there's a doppleganger and some human bandits running around in cast off vampire spawn clothing. Not very convincing and they all died pretty fast, but a nuisance all the same. Pulled a few usable items off of them, but no real treasure.
How's Parts follow up with an encore? Decides to sit down in an ancient alabaster throne carved like snakes and gets poisoned half to death. I was thinking this was going to be a looong night, but I might have just been pulled into active dungeoneering duty for a few days or a week.

The Logging Camp

This place is a maze and I feel like we definitely have been through this room once already. I'm going to have to map this out. Spent a lot of time killing things that I thought we'd killed before, but maybe there's just a LOT of them.

We find mirrors that make shadow copies of our party members. A brief struggle disables the nasty contraptions. Exploring the corridors, we eliminate two or three dozen goblins and bugbears, then track down a party that had been charmed, knocking out the blackguard that held them entranced. The Thayan wizard ran through a portal, but we couldn't make it work. I'm sure that's not the last we've heard from them.

We recovered a bronze mask shaped like the visage of Halaster Blackcloak. (50g) Keeping it with us in case it's useful later.

Cleared out bandits, bugbears, goblins, grells, a trio of brain puppies, and similar nuisance monsters. Personal effects indicate a number of the goblinoids were employed by the Xanathar. Recovered a passcode for a Xanathar Shield Guardian at the Stairs access to 2nd level. Passcode is "Sylgar." The name of his goldfish? Everyone knows that.

D-Con and Dani allied our group with a revenant of Halleth Garke. Friar Garke was a 5th level priest of Waukeen, but was betrayed by a fairly amatuer adventuring party. Stole his holy symbol and weapons, broke his limbs, and pushed him into an abandoned well. Unprofessionally grisly, cruel, and left behind one very pissed off loose end. Halleth has been a huge help as rearguard, sentry, and protecting our flanks.

The group finishes a rest and moves deeper into the next caverns, where they discover swarms of kobolds, including some turned to vampire spawn. A long and tiring fight ensues.

Vampire sapped my strength and stamina, leaving me gassed for the rest of the day. Halleth, Geran, and Aiden extracted me from some of the worst of it. Nasty close quarters scrap with undead. Surprised we took no casualties.
Long Rest, Blessing of Corellon d100 = [[64]]. Dani remains Female

So. many. kobolds. How do they all fit in such tiny rooms. It's like they never end. We finished camping 3 hours ago and we already are headed back to fortify and sleep. Didn't even find any coin or salvage. Definitely not our best day.

Starting Wealth (10g), This is your life, (18gp)

XGE's This is Your Life

Born in Menzoberranzan to House Melarn. Matron mother only had two children (a boy & girl set of twins) by Danifae’s father (a cartographer that was attempting to map the Upperdark) before he was torn apart by a hook horror in the tunnels... conveniently just a few days before Matron Melarn took her position upon her mother’s death (apparent suicide).

As a child, others saw my twin & I as different. We had few other friends. As we grew, we learned the requirements of our deadly society. My devotion to my people—and to Selvetarm, Dark Seldarine god of war—lifted me in combat, making me powerful and dangerous.

In my first century of life, there were 11 influential events.
36 I made an enemy of a svirfneblin Sorcerer, though I was blameless in the affair. I left him alive, but grievously injured, as a warning to others who would make a similar attempt.
87 In my first true House war, I was (1) knocked out and left for dead. I awoke hours later and still do not remember the battle.
93 While on a hunting party, we frizzed a zone of faezeress, and found ourselves brief sojourners in the Feywild
63&55 While regaining Matron Mother’s favor after my blunders, I spent two years training. I still have the 18 gp I earned as a youth.
50 I befriended a captured adventurer, a Dragonborn cleric that was sold to us as a slave. His stories of the surface confused me.
25 It was in my 60th year when I fell in love with a friendly soldier of another house. Nothing became of it.
16 It was about this time that my father died. My brother was bequeathed most of his weapons and armor, but I did receive a single [simple weapon. ]
07 Tragedy befell our House when my aunt was killed in battle and my mother grew angry lashing out at all of us.
02 My relationship ended. Matron Mother did not approve of how the match would appear to the council. She said the loss of her mother and my aunt in a decade left our house too poorly positioned for such an arrangement.
07 He did not take the news well. He disappeared without a trace... I cannot prove it was my mother’s doing.

It was in my 111th year that I was afflicted with the “Blessing of Corellon.” The surface elves may revel in any who can alter their gender like their god, but I found it terrifying.

I fled to Bregan d’Aerthe and Jarlaxle told me my reputation was lost amongst the council. I’ve worked for him for 12 years now.

Story Award: Vadd Narkoz Guard Captain Hrogar invites you to a private ceremony within the central hall of Glip Dak, a massive Netherese building of exotic stone. There he and other officers thank you for your service and discretion, awarding you the title Vadd Narkoz, "Strong Warrior", in this private proclamation. The hobgoblins of Glip Dak acknowledge you as a worthy and trusted ally.
For future Glip Dak modules, the adventurer has advantage on Charisma checks when interacting with Kroth Magg soldiers and guards.

Dani attended the funeral of an adventurer who fell while in the Citadel of Vlaakith.
Gained Blessing of Health

Story Award: The Bronze Hrogar, a captain in The Bronze, is pleased with the work you did for him. Your timely intervention has allowed him to put an end to the rash of burglaries in GLIP DAK and allowed Hrogar to save face at the same time.
In future adventures in GLIP DAK, characters with this story award will make Charisma checks with members of the Bronze in GLIP DAK at advantage.

Story Award: In Your Debt You successfully brought back the entire missing adventuring party. All four swear to repay their debt to you.

3 Potions of greater healing

purchased Fritter, the 7-Legged Spider from The Kernel during Liar's Night..
-60 candy corn

Assigned to guard duty for Junior, JB's experiment? Kid? Golem creature? Who knows what the hell D-Con actually counts as. Beats me, but Parts is a member of Bregan d'Arthe, so he's okay. Good spellslinger and handy in a fight.
He wanted to go meet a contact for a bottle or two of Zzarr down at the Yawning Portal Inn and I didn't mind that. But then he goes and promises some folks—that he just met!—that he'd venture into Undermountain with them. Couple might know what they're doing, like the archer and the genasi. The tiefling is completely wet behind the ears.

I mean, this is not too inconvenient since I had a contact I needed to check on in Skullport, but I was expecting 8 easy and boring hours of drinking ale. Messing around in an insane arch-wizard's tower? That's dumb, and worse if that insane arch-mage is Halaster Blackcloak.
Anyway, I paid our money to Durnan, the Yawning Portal's owner. Like you haven't heard of him. You better believe I used my expense account! ...so our strange crew was lowered in a big tub on ropes and pulleys to the first level of Undermountain.

First thing down there, one of them found a one-way secret door to the north side and left an unscouted passage behind us. This is going to get bad. Then Parts the wonder-boy falls through a door when trying to open it with his Thieves Tools. A door with stacks of plates on the other side. The racket is an alarm and within a minute, there's a doppleganger and some human bandits running around in cast off vampire spawn clothing. Not very convincing and they all died pretty fast, but a nuisance all the same. Pulled a few usable items off of them, but no real treasure.
How's Parts follow up with an encore? Decides to sit down in an ancient alabaster throne carved like snakes and gets poisoned half to death. I was thinking this was going to be a looong night, but I might have just been pulled into active dungeoneering duty for a few days or a week.

The Logging Camp

This place is a maze and I feel like we definitely have been through this room once already. I'm going to have to map this out. Spent a lot of time killing things that I thought we'd killed before, but maybe there's just a LOT of them.

We find mirrors that make shadow copies of our party members. A brief struggle disables the nasty contraptions. Exploring the corridors, we eliminate two or three dozen goblins and bugbears, then track down a party that had been charmed, knocking out the blackguard that held them entranced. The Thayan wizard ran through a portal, but we couldn't make it work. I'm sure that's not the last we've heard from them.

We recovered a bronze mask shaped like the visage of Halaster Blackcloak. (50g) Keeping it with us in case it's useful later.

Cleared out bandits, bugbears, goblins, grells, a trio of brain puppies, and similar nuisance monsters. Personal effects indicate a number of the goblinoids were employed by the Xanathar. Recovered a passcode for a Xanathar Shield Guardian at the Stairs access to 2nd level. Passcode is "Sylgar." The name of his goldfish? Everyone knows that.

D-Con and Dani allied our group with a revenant of Halleth Garke. Friar Garke was a 5th level priest of Waukeen, but was betrayed by a fairly amatuer adventuring party. Stole his holy symbol and weapons, broke his limbs, and pushed him into an abandoned well. Unprofessionally grisly, cruel, and left behind one very pissed off loose end. Halleth has been a huge help as rearguard, sentry, and protecting our flanks.

The group finishes a rest and moves deeper into the next caverns, where they discover swarms of kobolds, including some turned to vampire spawn. A long and tiring fight ensues.

Vampire sapped my strength and stamina, leaving me gassed for the rest of the day. Halleth, Geran, and Aiden extracted me from some of the worst of it. Nasty close quarters scrap with undead. Surprised we took no casualties.
Long Rest, Blessing of Corellon d100 = [[64]]. Dani remains Female

So. many. kobolds. How do they all fit in such tiny rooms. It's like they never end. We finished camping 3 hours ago and we already are headed back to fortify and sleep. Didn't even find any coin or salvage. Definitely not our best day.