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.

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.

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

3 Potions of greater healing

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.

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.

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.

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.

It's your standard evening of dungeoneering. a half dozen gricks, Halleth the Revenant killed one of the guys that killed him, carved up a flesh golem and bandits and a chopped down an animated statue of a sauhagin holding a box with a withered heart just before acid fell from the ceiling and melted it. That's all standard stuff right?

Oh and D-Con decided to sit in every throne or chair he saw. One dropped a magic wand on his head. Another dropped like 100 skulls into the room. Couple others were just old chairs. He got crossways with some kind of bad juju elder rune, but was able to decurse himself like right away. I guess the rune should've been a "Keep out" sign cause there are three hungry manticores sitting on the other side. Sheesh. On the bright side, we did find a couple handfuls of coin, a half dozen semi-precious gemstones, and some disguise kits that are in resale condition. It's not a vast fortune, but it will pay rent!

Destroyed the nests of three Manticores, the Troll used to feed them, and uncovered a lot of dead adventurers. 11 of them got stoned by a basilisk, so we sent a map and word with a Tormite priest to find them some help. Took a bath and a good night's sleep in the Yawning Portal before we moved to the second level.

Second level so far was a shady goblin market for "found items" that fell off of a cart. It's run by Yek the Tall, a goblin that used a magic doodad to turn himself human. Yek's a bully; rules with bugbear hired muscle and fear. I don't like him, but he's not a fan of the Xanathar and he's neutral to Bregan d'Arthe. Might be a good place to unload found items. I'll include this intelligence in my report to the Bregan d'Arthe intelligence officer.

Halleth says we're getting closer to the adventurers that murdered him and threw him in that pit. That is going to be an interesting conversation based on that pulverizing Hal gave that worm on the 1st level. Note to Self: mind the splash zone next time.

Sold a lot of our salvage at market. Purchased a poisoner's kit (-50g), vial of alchemist's fire (-50g) (troll repellent), and most of a burglar's pack (-11g) to expand our denied entry and countermeasure options. Worst case, I can use the ball bearings for shot in the company-issued handgonne. Similar calibre. I think.
Long Rest, Blessing of Corellon d100= [[97]] Dani remains female

The crew dented and broke up some flying cutlery & cookware in an abandoned kitchen, raided a wizard's bedchamber for some blank books, and then—following Halleth's lead toward one of the 4 "Fine Fellows of Daggerford" adventurers that murdered him on the floor above—cleared out a slavery operation run by Yek the Tall, saving 8 humans and half-elves. D-Con removed Yek's Circlet of Human Perfection, revealing that Yek was actually a goblin. The treacherous miscreant had lied to us about keeping slaves. I stove his head nearly in with the haft of my axe and left him to the bugbear's entertainment for justice. We do not abide depriving peacable humanoids of their right to be free.

The freed men and women were healed and fed (wish I could cast goodberry), then escorted back to the lift up to the Yawning Portal. We're keeping the priesthood that patronizes the place quite busy with basilisk-victim depetrifying and fattening up starved slaves and the like.
The adventurer Copper Stormforge (NE male shield dwarf scout), formerly of the Fine Fellows of Daggerford did not fare as well and perished while in the torture devices of Yek the Tall. Technically. Cause of death: pissed-off revenant's holy justice.

Our ecletic crew continued to explore the Arcane Chambers of the second level, finding a lot of trash, but also a mage named Rizzeryl (NE drow mage, male and of no house.) & quasit familiar (that I split in twain like all demons should be), a pack of wererats (don't look at me, I want'd to put them all down. 'Twas Geran that insisted on removing the curse on the trio caught in his hypnotic pattern.), but also some half dozen rust monsters, and a zombified beholder.

We secured the drow mage and 3 wererats, setting Phash to watch them. D-con squared her away, then tucked away the mage's spellbook. Hallath was still pacing, frantic in his desire to cross the hall, but unable to pass Aidan in giant constrictor snake form. Once ready and we'd removed the magic wards on the door across the hall, we moved in to find nothics. We started with cleaning them up, then a trio of awful things that Hallath called gibbering mouthers.

Around the corner, four more nothics and a daemon called a mezzoloth were torturing a human named Rex the Hammer. Rex had the grave misfortune of being cornered by a daemon, and the worser misfortune of being the evil idiot that broke Hallath's legs before throwing him into that pit. Aidan cast heat metal on the mezzoloth's trident, hampering it from torturing Rex, but Hallath did his fist of vengeance thing and killed the 3rd "Fine" fellow of Daggerford. "Aiden beats trident. Revenant obliterates Rex." Sounds like rules for a card game. A fun one.

Geran seems to be getting more and more bothered by Halleth's "effectiveness" in his justice. I'm hoping our former-acolyte can locate and wrap up his business with the last of his killers quickly, move on to his peace and rest with Waukeen, and Geran will let the matter rest too.

Don't get me wrong. Geran is really growing on me. I got no issues with his bow-work, his lock-work, or his stories; he's just, well... more of a rule follower than the rest of us. I'm not wild about dragging every jaywalker or litterer back up to the Yawning Portal so they can get a jury trial in a year or whatever. That's a lot of talking and paper justice. It doesn't do anything. Revenant justice seems to be as direct as Drow justice and as thorough.

I've come to respect Hallath and will miss him. He's a decent sort with more integrity than a lot of folks. More dedicated to the Lady of Trade than most folks are to their pantheons, too.

Oh, my. I've written all of this and didn't even talk about the otyughs in the privy or the time Aiden theew a fireball. That was... a situation, alright. Shame I ran out of room on this page and can't give all the shitty details what a pity

Hallath was patient while we rested a bit after the debacle in the privvies. He was really trying. The pacing was steady the whole time we were bandaging up, rehydrating, etc.
Then he was off at a quick jog, trying to work us back through the tunnels to find a way northeast of Rex's room.

We found where the fourth target was holed up. Hallath had told us she was a priestess of Shar.. we didn't know that she'd hired a drow assassin, a dwarven tough, and a blackguard paladin of Shar. It was a tough fight working through and the drow assassin's poisons dropped Danifae for a few seconds, but Aidan pulled her back up and they finished the fight. Halleth completed his task of vengeance as the priestess died and he reclaimed his holy symbol of Waukeen. His vengeance completed, Hallath faded into dust. Aidan & Dani collected his ashes into a phial to be returned to the Church of Waukeen.

Long Rest, Blessing of Corellon = [[78]] Dani remains Female

The party regrouped with D-con & Phash, offloaded some of their loot at the goblin market, then began to explore further. We found and slew a gargantuan gelatinous cube, discovered a decomposed wizard's apprentice in a room filled with 20,000 gallons of water (and recovered his glass wand arcane focus, which sold for 25g.)
Just above that room we then discovered the headquarters for a group of Xanathar's toughs lead by Shunn Shurruth (a LE male drow cursed with the eyes of an arachnid.) Shunn, Dani & D-con parleyed, agreed no quarrel is needed and Shunn offered us a finder's fee of 50gp each if we recover and bring him a stone key from some wererats that stole it from him.

Moving through the tunnels, we came on a tunnel with more gricks, another grick alpha, a pair of carrion crawlers, and flesh golems. Beyond it lay an altar to Dumathoin, the dwarven god of secrets and mining and in the chamber beyond that one was a library occupied by 4 more flesh golems and a flameskull.

The battle with the gricks and the flesh golem continued through a rough curving tunnel. On the other side I disovered a laboratory with all kinds of tubes full of lightning and a floor of copper. Sooty copper after D-con heard my warning that there was another half dozen flesh golems over there. He sure does have a gift with fireball. Practice, mostly.
The lab was under the control of a floating flameskull, too, but this one threw lightning bolts instead of fireballs. D-Con assures me this is very unique. We burned and slaughtered the flesh golems, but the flameskull retreated through a door. Once I slaughtered the last of the big fleshy jerks between me and the door, I find it's arcane locked. * grr. RAGE. * Geran did a masterful job of opening the door, where we found 13 large barrels of embalming fluids, all with ghouls climbing from them, slavering and staring at us. Ghouls are just so gross and unneccesary.

But get this, with them is a 12 foot tall stone golemstatue lumbering toward us to protect the damn ligntning-flame-skull... who immediately tried to electrocute me with a lightning bolt. D-con read the damn thing's diary or whatever looking for new spells. He said the rude bitch skull is what's left of a Halaster Apprentice called Trenzia. Trenzia is a sucky, awful remains of a person and she should go bother someone else.

We cleaned up the ghouls fast. (fireball + embalming fluid makes a big boom) and then hacked, chiseled and cracked away at the golemstatue trying to pulverize TenK. ... 10K. Then'kai? I don't even know what language his name is in, much less how to spell it.
Point is, by the time we had won free of the room of ghouls and golems, the skull had vanished and we could find no trace her. In our search, we did discover a trio of wights that beat the unholy night out of me. That sucked way worse than the fleshy guys or the stone statue guy, but Aidan was patching me up and keeping me on my feet while we drove back the undead scourge. I still think it would be very helpful to have a not-a-revenant-cleric or paladin around in times like those.

After I got smashed by the wights, we found that room had some quality veins of copper. Made notes on the map. Will sell some copies to the dwarves for a good bit of coin. We headed back up to resupply at the market and rest overnight. Goblins are turning that place into a semi-respectable hub and their prices are at a much lower markup than Durnan. I like Durnan, but he knows what he's got and he prices like it.

Looking for the path down to Level 3 and skullport, we found a dead hafling adventurer that got stuck in an armoire in an old bedroom. Poor guy. Found the rest of the giant spider colony he was running from too. We were too late to save any of the humanoids the arachnids had taken, but we did a pretty good job with our pest extermination.

The only unexplored dead end on my map of Level 2 is that room with the undead, zombie beholder that Aiden discovered, so I guess that's about to be a thing. Oh, joy.
Long Rest, Blessing of Corellon d100=[[53]], Dani remains female.
Danifae's share of found wealth (+47.6g), purchased the found silvered dagger (-102g)

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.

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.

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

3 Potions of greater healing

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.

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.

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.

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.

It's your standard evening of dungeoneering. a half dozen gricks, Halleth the Revenant killed one of the guys that killed him, carved up a flesh golem and bandits and a chopped down an animated statue of a sauhagin holding a box with a withered heart just before acid fell from the ceiling and melted it. That's all standard stuff right?

Oh and D-Con decided to sit in every throne or chair he saw. One dropped a magic wand on his head. Another dropped like 100 skulls into the room. Couple others were just old chairs. He got crossways with some kind of bad juju elder rune, but was able to decurse himself like right away. I guess the rune should've been a "Keep out" sign cause there are three hungry manticores sitting on the other side. Sheesh. On the bright side, we did find a couple handfuls of coin, a half dozen semi-precious gemstones, and some disguise kits that are in resale condition. It's not a vast fortune, but it will pay rent!

Destroyed the nests of three Manticores, the Troll used to feed them, and uncovered a lot of dead adventurers. 11 of them got stoned by a basilisk, so we sent a map and word with a Tormite priest to find them some help. Took a bath and a good night's sleep in the Yawning Portal before we moved to the second level.

Second level so far was a shady goblin market for "found items" that fell off of a cart. It's run by Yek the Tall, a goblin that used a magic doodad to turn himself human. Yek's a bully; rules with bugbear hired muscle and fear. I don't like him, but he's not a fan of the Xanathar and he's neutral to Bregan d'Arthe. Might be a good place to unload found items. I'll include this intelligence in my report to the Bregan d'Arthe intelligence officer.

Halleth says we're getting closer to the adventurers that murdered him and threw him in that pit. That is going to be an interesting conversation based on that pulverizing Hal gave that worm on the 1st level. Note to Self: mind the splash zone next time.

Sold a lot of our salvage at market. Purchased a poisoner's kit (-50g), vial of alchemist's fire (-50g) (troll repellent), and most of a burglar's pack (-11g) to expand our denied entry and countermeasure options. Worst case, I can use the ball bearings for shot in the company-issued handgonne. Similar calibre. I think.
Long Rest, Blessing of Corellon d100= [[97]] Dani remains female

The crew dented and broke up some flying cutlery & cookware in an abandoned kitchen, raided a wizard's bedchamber for some blank books, and then—following Halleth's lead toward one of the 4 "Fine Fellows of Daggerford" adventurers that murdered him on the floor above—cleared out a slavery operation run by Yek the Tall, saving 8 humans and half-elves. D-Con removed Yek's Circlet of Human Perfection, revealing that Yek was actually a goblin. The treacherous miscreant had lied to us about keeping slaves. I stove his head nearly in with the haft of my axe and left him to the bugbear's entertainment for justice. We do not abide depriving peacable humanoids of their right to be free.

The freed men and women were healed and fed (wish I could cast goodberry), then escorted back to the lift up to the Yawning Portal. We're keeping the priesthood that patronizes the place quite busy with basilisk-victim depetrifying and fattening up starved slaves and the like.
The adventurer Copper Stormforge (NE male shield dwarf scout), formerly of the Fine Fellows of Daggerford did not fare as well and perished while in the torture devices of Yek the Tall. Technically. Cause of death: pissed-off revenant's holy justice.

Our ecletic crew continued to explore the Arcane Chambers of the second level, finding a lot of trash, but also a mage named Rizzeryl (NE drow mage, male and of no house.) & quasit familiar (that I split in twain like all demons should be), a pack of wererats (don't look at me, I want'd to put them all down. 'Twas Geran that insisted on removing the curse on the trio caught in his hypnotic pattern.), but also some half dozen rust monsters, and a zombified beholder.

We secured the drow mage and 3 wererats, setting Phash to watch them. D-con squared her away, then tucked away the mage's spellbook. Hallath was still pacing, frantic in his desire to cross the hall, but unable to pass Aidan in giant constrictor snake form. Once ready and we'd removed the magic wards on the door across the hall, we moved in to find nothics. We started with cleaning them up, then a trio of awful things that Hallath called gibbering mouthers.

Around the corner, four more nothics and a daemon called a mezzoloth were torturing a human named Rex the Hammer. Rex had the grave misfortune of being cornered by a daemon, and the worser misfortune of being the evil idiot that broke Hallath's legs before throwing him into that pit. Aidan cast heat metal on the mezzoloth's trident, hampering it from torturing Rex, but Hallath did his fist of vengeance thing and killed the 3rd "Fine" fellow of Daggerford. "Aiden beats trident. Revenant obliterates Rex." Sounds like rules for a card game. A fun one.

Geran seems to be getting more and more bothered by Halleth's "effectiveness" in his justice. I'm hoping our former-acolyte can locate and wrap up his business with the last of his killers quickly, move on to his peace and rest with Waukeen, and Geran will let the matter rest too.

Don't get me wrong. Geran is really growing on me. I got no issues with his bow-work, his lock-work, or his stories; he's just, well... more of a rule follower than the rest of us. I'm not wild about dragging every jaywalker or litterer back up to the Yawning Portal so they can get a jury trial in a year or whatever. That's a lot of talking and paper justice. It doesn't do anything. Revenant justice seems to be as direct as Drow justice and as thorough.

I've come to respect Hallath and will miss him. He's a decent sort with more integrity than a lot of folks. More dedicated to the Lady of Trade than most folks are to their pantheons, too.

Oh, my. I've written all of this and didn't even talk about the otyughs in the privy or the time Aiden theew a fireball. That was... a situation, alright. Shame I ran out of room on this page and can't give all the shitty details what a pity

Hallath was patient while we rested a bit after the debacle in the privvies. He was really trying. The pacing was steady the whole time we were bandaging up, rehydrating, etc.
Then he was off at a quick jog, trying to work us back through the tunnels to find a way northeast of Rex's room.

We found where the fourth target was holed up. Hallath had told us she was a priestess of Shar.. we didn't know that she'd hired a drow assassin, a dwarven tough, and a blackguard paladin of Shar. It was a tough fight working through and the drow assassin's poisons dropped Danifae for a few seconds, but Aidan pulled her back up and they finished the fight. Halleth completed his task of vengeance as the priestess died and he reclaimed his holy symbol of Waukeen. His vengeance completed, Hallath faded into dust. Aidan & Dani collected his ashes into a phial to be returned to the Church of Waukeen.

Long Rest, Blessing of Corellon = [[78]] Dani remains Female

The party regrouped with D-con & Phash, offloaded some of their loot at the goblin market, then began to explore further. We found and slew a gargantuan gelatinous cube, discovered a decomposed wizard's apprentice in a room filled with 20,000 gallons of water (and recovered his glass wand arcane focus, which sold for 25g.)
Just above that room we then discovered the headquarters for a group of Xanathar's toughs lead by Shunn Shurruth (a LE male drow cursed with the eyes of an arachnid.) Shunn, Dani & D-con parleyed, agreed no quarrel is needed and Shunn offered us a finder's fee of 50gp each if we recover and bring him a stone key from some wererats that stole it from him.

Moving through the tunnels, we came on a tunnel with more gricks, another grick alpha, a pair of carrion crawlers, and flesh golems. Beyond it lay an altar to Dumathoin, the dwarven god of secrets and mining and in the chamber beyond that one was a library occupied by 4 more flesh golems and a flameskull.

The battle with the gricks and the flesh golem continued through a rough curving tunnel. On the other side I disovered a laboratory with all kinds of tubes full of lightning and a floor of copper. Sooty copper after D-con heard my warning that there was another half dozen flesh golems over there. He sure does have a gift with fireball. Practice, mostly.
The lab was under the control of a floating flameskull, too, but this one threw lightning bolts instead of fireballs. D-Con assures me this is very unique. We burned and slaughtered the flesh golems, but the flameskull retreated through a door. Once I slaughtered the last of the big fleshy jerks between me and the door, I find it's arcane locked. * grr. RAGE. * Geran did a masterful job of opening the door, where we found 13 large barrels of embalming fluids, all with ghouls climbing from them, slavering and staring at us. Ghouls are just so gross and unneccesary.

But get this, with them is a 12 foot tall stone golemstatue lumbering toward us to protect the damn ligntning-flame-skull... who immediately tried to electrocute me with a lightning bolt. D-con read the damn thing's diary or whatever looking for new spells. He said the rude bitch skull is what's left of a Halaster Apprentice called Trenzia. Trenzia is a sucky, awful remains of a person and she should go bother someone else.

We cleaned up the ghouls fast. (fireball + embalming fluid makes a big boom) and then hacked, chiseled and cracked away at the golemstatue trying to pulverize TenK. ... 10K. Then'kai? I don't even know what language his name is in, much less how to spell it.
Point is, by the time we had won free of the room of ghouls and golems, the skull had vanished and we could find no trace her. In our search, we did discover a trio of wights that beat the unholy night out of me. That sucked way worse than the fleshy guys or the stone statue guy, but Aidan was patching me up and keeping me on my feet while we drove back the undead scourge. I still think it would be very helpful to have a not-a-revenant-cleric or paladin around in times like those.

After I got smashed by the wights, we found that room had some quality veins of copper. Made notes on the map. Will sell some copies to the dwarves for a good bit of coin. We headed back up to resupply at the market and rest overnight. Goblins are turning that place into a semi-respectable hub and their prices are at a much lower markup than Durnan. I like Durnan, but he knows what he's got and he prices like it.

Looking for the path down to Level 3 and skullport, we found a dead hafling adventurer that got stuck in an armoire in an old bedroom. Poor guy. Found the rest of the giant spider colony he was running from too. We were too late to save any of the humanoids the arachnids had taken, but we did a pretty good job with our pest extermination.

The only unexplored dead end on my map of Level 2 is that room with the undead, zombie beholder that Aiden discovered, so I guess that's about to be a thing. Oh, joy.
Long Rest, Blessing of Corellon d100=[[53]], Dani remains female.
Danifae's share of found wealth (+47.6g), purchased the found silvered dagger (-102g)