We had a mix of people not being able to make it, while other people who hadn’t been there in awhile showing instead. I’ve started being a bit flippant about saying, “All right, you run back to camp and swap out.” In other games I’d probably just run people’s characters as NPCs, but with old school being so deadly and so player skill dependant, that just doesn’t feel right. Sadly, our sessions are rarely more than 3 hours, so the party doesn’t often have the time to make it back in a single session.
The following is the description of the city of Threshold, the city nearest to Restwell Keep. It’s where the party has spent the second largest amount of their time. They even have a house there now. In game terms, it is a Class IV market.
This session ended up being the first one without Rage Claw and Lilith, as their last session was the previous one (the player’s wife had a baby so that was that). The two took their share of the treasure and built a house in the pale outside of Threshold. They may come back, we’ll see.
The tension simmered for a few moments between Rage Claw and Long Tom, but eventually things calmed down and the Nar just turned from the captured wizard in disgust.
The players debated on what to do with Otho, and took her gag off to ask her a few questions. She cut to the point thusly:
“What do you guys want to let me walk? You are adventurers, you want money. I know where you can find lots of it. Let’s talk.”
We picked up where we left off, except I retconned a little. I had the familiar with Loremastery warn them that the lizardmen were almost certainly infected with lycanthropy. They debated for a few moments but ultimately decided (thanks to White Scar asking) to let the tribe take the chance with them. So they healed them up and then escorted them from the dungeon.
We picked up right where we left off. The party continued went back to the room with the metal skeleton and continued across the opposite set of tunnels heading north and west. The party traveled forward, letting the dwarf and lizards go ahead of the party out ahead of the torch bearing group. Traveling to the end of the tunnel, they were surprised when two large trapdoor spiders burst out of the ground and tried to grab Rage Claw and Grimnor. Grimnor was bitten, but his dwarven constitution shrugged off the poison. The lizards and dwarf proceeded to beat the spiders quickly down. Down in the pit, they saw there might be some stuff in the nest of the spiders, so Long Tom hopped down and lashed a rope around the corpses.
When we picked up the next session, Kenan-Tal’s player wasn’t available, so we decided he and Bruna went back to the camp to check on the prisoners and make sure the mercenaries they hired were ok.
Meanwhile, the group decided to unspike the western door and go explore the prison cells. At the end of the hallway, they found a door they hadn’t explored, but as they approached it, they heard the sound of a roaring monster. They became defensive, waiting for the monster to rush out of the room and attack them. When nothing but sound came from the door they waited, trying to see if the sound was on a ‘loop’, but it kept going. Finally, Rage Claw and the rest burst into the room only to find it empty. A brief check revealed no invisible foes or other immediate threats.
In town, while the two priests decided how to finish clearing the castle, they were approached by a dark-haired, beautiful woman and a massive Nar (lizard/dragon man) warrior with a slave brand on his face. The pair identified themselves as Lilith and Rage Claw, and they were looking to hire on to an expedition. Long Tom said that while they were happy to have new blood, they had a bit of a ‘thing’ against slavery (slavery is legal in the Lawful lands of the Empire, but not everyone agrees with it). This was interesting because a) it’s incredibly fitting to a Sethian’s outlook and b) I’d never actually told the player that it doesn’t entirely jive with Sethi’s philosophy, so it was cool that he picked that up on his own. Anyway, Lilith immediately said that Rage Claw was her friend, not her slave, though he had formerly been one. That made the party relax a bit and agree to have them join the party.