We get the Chelish Crux back to the pathfinder, and retire to a particularly quiet nook before reopening it, where the screaming of a demon head won't draw quite so much attention. The demon head starts screaming again, and this time we calm it down a little and learn some more history. But mostly we […]
We are assured that the elf can magically return to us soon enough, which rather disrespectfully gets a few groans in response. 'Or you can hear about his hanging a few days later.' 'Can't we roleplay that?' 'You can fight over who will pull the lever, for all I care. But there will be a […]
My door's broken in! There also seems to be a copper standing next to it, and as Brennan, Ganelon, and I are walking back there to meet up with Skelra and Afutavere I am keen to find out what's gone wrong. I'm stopped short, however, by what looks like a homunculus of Skelra, jigging around […]
The screaming demon head has somehow drawn some unwanted attention. The city authorities bang on my door demanding to be let in. Only Skelra and a rather absent-looking Afutavere are inside the house, and an intelligent wizard and charismatic elf should be able to talk their way out of a simple dilemma that, once the […]
Skelra is concerned that the demon head is screaming because it is in pain, being just a head, so he offers it a healing potion. The GM makes him stop and think, though, at which point he is forced to realise a potion of cure moderate wounds probably wouldn't restore the demon's body. Instead, the […]
It's back to the screaming demon head in my bedroom, who calms down enough to mention a name. The name sounds familiar. 'Is that the mayor who imprisoned the demon with the glaive?' But we're not supposed to mention the glaive, it being intelligent and evil, as our paladin doesn't think he can hear it […]