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Old Feb 3rd, 2021, 03:46 PM
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Chapter 2: Well, It's One Louder, Innit. One. Louder.

On Loviatar's Porch
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More like an enclosed patio? A flat, open, cold space. Dark. Damp. Maybe thirty feet by thirty feet. Stone walls. Enclosed. Stone floor. Ceiling same height as the apartment.

To your west, stone steps lead up, but they end in a caved in tunnel. Maybe you could dig through? But it would take hours. More likely DAYS. Not an option, if you want to make the contest.

The south wall has fallen, though. An earthen tunnel leads away. Quite a few of the big red FOOD mushrooms are growing in the fecund earth of the tunnel. roll 1d4 + 4You may harvest some, if you are low on food.

You explore the tunnel. It is very short, and angled UP, and at the end, you can see a coppery gleaming---a ladder? Yes.

It goes up, up, up into a dank hole. If you send lights or balloons you will see it leads to a large open pipe that juts out of the earth. Wafting down from this pipe, you smell sewage.

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Jane Sends a MessageIn the house where Jane grew up there was an embroidered sampler on the wall with the words:

IN THIS HOUSE
WE TREAT ALL
LANGUAGES
DIALECTS AND ACCENTS
AS VALID

Embroidered all around it were tiny goblins, orcs, hags, pixies, eladrin, satyrs, and then some blank spots where there had been gnomes but Jane was very angry until all the gnomes got picked out of the embroidery with a small sharp needle and the thread binned. Her mother had raised her to believe this motto, intending it to be reassuring and comforting to Jane who was part aberration, but also encouraging Jane and Lythienne to understand the value of all voices: winter court, summer court, fiend or fae. (But not gnomes. She was too stricken by paralyzing fear to accept gnomes. Her mother would say: Hags today, gnomes tomorrow.)

As a student of Deep Speech and a generalized linguistics enthusiast, Jane received the Baron's message map with deep interest and set to answering it in kind. It was like a puzzle she'd been given to work with her fingers, to make her stop climbing and pulling hair. But it was sounds and growls and she loved it. Here's what she sent back, out loud, while appearing to have some kind of a fit:

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OaaaawecameuptheaaaaaaaaalpetuniaaaaaO
OaaaaaaooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaalikestokillO
OaaaaaoowellooaaaaaaaaaaaaelallnonbugO
OaaaaaaooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalnbearsFlO
OaaaaaaaaaaaTheBaaaaaaaaaasaaloaaaaIlO
OaaaaCaaaaruuuuuugaaaaaaaaeaaaaaaaaRlO
OaaaJOaaaaruuuuuugaaaaaaaacomebackaElO
OaaaaUaaaaruuuuuugbaaaaBBBBBaaaaaaaaaO
OaaaaCSaaaruuuuuugaeaaaEEEEEaaaaaaaaaO
OaaaaHaTaaruuuuuugaaaaaDDDDDRaaaaaaaaO
OaaaaaaaIaaaaaaaaaaaaraaaaaaaFaaaaaaaO
OSaaaaaaaNaaaaaaaaaaaasarebonkingaaaaO
OHaaaaaaaaiswantedaliveaaaaaaaasaaaaaO
OEaaaaaaaaaaaaaraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaO
OLaaaaaaaaaaaaaytomeetupwithusaaabaaaO
OFaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoaaO
OaaaawearegoingouttheaaaaaaaaaaaaaasaO
OaaaaLoviataraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasO
OOOOOODOOROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaweseealadderHHHHOO
OOaaaaaandsealedoffaaaaaoverhereHHHHOO
OOOOOOOOOSTAIRSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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Mordanda????!?!?!?! (bonus history check DM post because Nat 20 and Mr. Jonk had to Work Late and I am bored)
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MORDANDA?????

Quarter orc, quarter elf, quarter human, quarter Aasimar. MORDANDA. Even thoughts get electric, go neon, when someone thinks that name.

Baron de Boom, with your long, long career, with your connections in Vallos, of COURSE you know who Mordanda is.

She's, like, if Rihorca and Dwar-va voom Tease had a baby and sold tickets to the conception, and Mordanda was simultaneously both of them AND the resulting baby, now 18 and going through her former-Mouseketeer-proving-she-is-all-grown-up phase.

WHERE IS JUSTIN. She is SO his exact kinda thing: lush and iconic and unattainable for, well, pretty much everyone except Elodrin who look like Justin.

There are no GIGS. There is no TOUR. She's a legendary Vallos pop up shop of musico-erotic delights. When she is going to "suddenly" be at a venue, the word gets OUT, all the RIGHT people flock, all the wrong people hear about it later and bite their pillows, all the very wrong people never know, and the wrongest people have no fricken' idea who she IS.

If you know, and you go, well; those who have seen her perform deploy the wrongful, hideous, and stupid word AMAZEBALLS with less violation of the definition of that overwrought term than usually happens.

honoring your critAnd yet, for the first time, it occurs to you that you have been hearing these stories since you were a BOY. And you are Old, BdB. Old. As. Forks. Like, literally, FORKS were invented the year you were born. Before that it was all knives and fingers.

And also---why does she have an APARTMENT in a SEWER and a LARDER full of HIN HAUNCHES? A sewer just under a STACKED layer of at LEAST two shrines to gods of BANE? And, why does she look 20? Even quarter elf, if she was an adult when you were BORN, she should not look a bare year past legal. WHAT THE FORK KIND OF QUARTER AASIMAR? Loviator, Mugubliet? BANE HIMSELF? Aaaaand....if this is her, and you believe it is, then she is a superstar, slumming down here, in a secret place, where apparently she comes to...eat sentient beings.

Is that what keeps her dewy fresh? She would not want this to be KNOWN.

As she moves behind you and begins to usher you charmingly toward her kitchen, you are wondering, WHO IS HER PUBLICIST?

WHAT is her publicist. A being like her cannot afford for you to ever, ever leave here and tell this tale. She is going to stall until her publicist comes, and let whatever it is CLEAN THIS UP.

THIS is YOU.

She has ZERO intention of letting you out of these sewers alive. Also? If she was confident she could kill and eat the three of you right NOW?

She would already be sucking your marrow.

I have CRACKERS to go with the soup, she says. Smiling.
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As soon as Jane reports of bonking bugbears, Justin mimics playing saxophone music with his voice, using brogun as his instrument. He gets into it until he hears about the "keep the spring eladrin alive" part, ending his interlude with a shrill, downward floppy note. This was all very confusing. First the door ladies wanted him. Then Lovi popped up inside his head and wanted him. Oh yeah, Arthur was first, but he wanted Lof so he didn't really matter. Then the floo-floos wanted him. Then O.O popped up inside his head and wanted hi- nah, he wanted Lof and a host body so scratch that. Then Brogun Alechugger here popped up inside his head and wanted him. Now Berf and the Big Beefy Bugbears wanted him too, because someone else - whoever hired them - wanted him?

"WhuuUUUuut?! I thought this was about the band not getting into the Battle, dudes?! Lost. I mean, we are lost, but I'm lost now, too. I need a drink."

The eladrin - he wasn't just a spring eladrin, by the way; he was whatever What season is it, incidentally?season it was... right? - popped the cork off one of the sacramental wines he got from the shrine Lofwyr raided, then took a swig to clear his head. How many voices in your head can you fit at one time, anyway? Well, Jane'd probably know. Oh look Jane had that hollowed-out gaze that implied she was talking in her head again. Is she messaging Lythienne? Maybe he should send some flowers. Y'know, as a friendly gesture of sympathy for her- WAIT! Who hired those bugbears to keep us here? Veren????!

Spyder had his idea about playing "hostage"; he was really getting into this BDSM stuff. Probably a matter of time, anyway; Justin kinda was into that? "Duuuuude, that's some meta-play-acting there, rad idea! But... if that Petunia doggie's set on 'KILL NON-BUGBY' mode, that won't make any of us safe, not even me..." or Janey, he thought.

Then, all other thoughts went to the side to make way for blue-heart door. It actually opened! "BOSS, Lofbruh!" Fist-bump-air-to-aasimar! Raise wine bottle! Take another swig! S'all good, now...

Outside was still inside, though. Sucks. Justin harvested some shrooms after looking around. "Nowhere to go but UP!" He said, like a triumphant tugger. What?

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So the weird blue somehow pulsing heart did the trick. The devilish door doll dissolved into the metal in a truly metal fashion and swung on open. "Cheers J-Man! I'll drink to that."

Lofwyr did drink. He grabbed the bottle from Justin (bros always share) and tilted it back. He took a long pull. Maroon rivulets ran down his chin and onto his chest as half the bottle glugged away. "Ahhh! Alright Let's get outta this hole and into the one we actually paid for. Our instruments are waiting." He handed the bottle back to Justin to finish off. Then it occurred to him, he should offer his new friend a drink.

Hey, Double Oh. You want some wine? I could like, pour some into the bag? Because that's what friends do.

The Skald stepped through the door half expecting some kind of trap. But what he found was more surprising. It was another stone room. "Well. At least we're not locked in that room anymore. To be honest Handsy never smelled the best even when he was breathing."

"Nowhere to go but up!" Justin declared and Lofwyr agreed. "Yeah! We're rising to the top!" He walked over to the ladder and looked up. Instantly the smell wafted down and crinkled his nose. What was he just saying about that ripe dwarf corpse? "Ughh, are we really going to drag Handsy man along. Waitaminute! Did de Boom say sewers? Come smell this guys!"

Lofwyr is often excited about strange smells. Most of the bandmates might be dubious when he invites them to smell something. Or taste something. Or sometimes even look at something if he has a certain twinkle in his eyes and blood on his hands. But this situation is different, it's serious. This awful smell could lead them to their missing Goblin and Hin!

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When Mordanda stepped aside to let the tiny ones in his kitchen, Baron saw an opportunity. With a quick gesture he threw he's got a stash, courtesy of the bard's generally dusty environment in the last few hoursa pinch of fine dust in her general direction and uttered an enchantment aimed to put her to sleep.

Alas, the multi-racial, depraved superstar was tougher than the Baron's magickal might. Or, at least, she proved to be so in this circumstance. Hingalon saw that it was his moment to act.

In his infancy and youth, the halfling had not been very lucky in the "motherly figures" department. He know what it means to feel small, scared and lonely. This, however, had given him an advantage in his later, adventurous life: he could pull a very convincing "angry mom" persona, even when the recipient of the impersonation was most unlikely -- as, in this case, the sewer hag slash orc slash elf slash morbidly cannibalic masterchef.

Heedless of the incolumity of his so-far untouched limbs, he stepped boldy towards her.

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"So, what are you doing here? Loitering around? Dawdling, with so many chores to do? And now I bet you're feeling sleepy, what with your room still a mess! I had told you to pick up that stuff, do you think that I live to be your servant? Do you think that the place for your clothes is 'strewn on the floor, wherever they fall when I doff them'? Well, think again young lady, because as I said -- I'm not -- your -- servant! Now off to your room, and don't come out until it's spotless! I want to be able to eat a goblin haunch on that floor! Chop chop!"

Too late Hingalon realized that "chop" could be interpreted as an invitation to do something entirely different to his and his companions' "haunches", but he was confident his magical might would overcome the monster's willpower.

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Action: casting Cause Fear (WIS 15 save), with the aim of having Mordy retreat in the kitchen. If so, he'll close the door behind her and grab the nearest suitable object to bar it.
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Super-stars don't sleep, apparently.

With his spell failing, the Baron turns his efforts to assisting Hingalon's unsettling wordsattempt to scare the diva across the room. He invites Iggy to join him and begins a series of jeers and rude gestures...everything he can do to add a sense of uncouth macabre in breaking down the supercilious composure of Mordanda.



 


 



 
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Loviatar's Porch Lofwyr as Loviatar fades she says, You are pretty, my sweet pretty. But not. Pretty. Enough. TRY TO BE PRETTIER. She slaps you, albeit halfheartedly, on the cheek. No damage. She has slapped you PRETTIER. Your kind of prettier, anyway. Your broad shoulders get a little broader. Your six pack becomes an eight pack. Your thick, wild hair gets thicker, wilder. The meemaws are gonna absolutely CRAP.

You celebrate with a DRINK! The wine is kinda sour and gross, but all wine is, in your opinion. You prefer raw liquor or a lot of beers. BUT HEY, any shot in a storm. You offer your dead friend a swish. Don't mind if I do, old sock, O.O replies, so you splash a little dollop down on his head and the old bones absorb it. He seems to appreciate it more than you. Off to the porch you go, to sniff around that ladder!

Jane you transfer a lot of very important information to the Baron, sending it up, east, north, howling and clicking. Stairs. Ladder. Justin. Bonking. etc. No one in the band so much as blinks as they investigate the ladder. The first rat, the gray one, seems to take her cue from Durza and politely ignores your howling spasm. The newer, dirtier, grosser one peers out of the braid-cave with a dropped jaw and wide eyes. Rude. This shirty little squirt is the rat you disdained for being NOT-Durza's; is it somehow Durza's after all, and now she has two rats and you have none rats? She also has one robe and you have NO robes except the seven or nine your stupid mother got you that are terrible. How is this fair?

Justin, you gather shrooms, and you get a wine buzz on. You are Elodrin, born and bred in the luxurious Feywild, so you know from wine. This. Shiz. Is. Amazing. It's ancient, and rich, and red as blood, with legs for days and a bold red fruit and cigar ash finish. It is birchy, but piquant. It is lugubrious, but saucy. You bet, here in Vallos, a collector would pay big fat golds for this. On the other hand, you are sober, and you like nice thinks. You drink more, right out of the bottle. You feel some of that Big Wine Energy settle in the Bro-Gun. It is losing its already scanty inhibitions. Now, with a nice buzzzzzz on, you think it might hit even BETTER and hurt even MORE.

You are wondering why VEREN would have you kidnapped, but tell the Bugbears not to kill you. But that they could kill your friends? Except not Jane? WHAT?

Durza and Spider, Justin and Lofwyr seem ready to go up. Jane seems done hooting and beeping. For now. The ladder is SOUTH of the apartment, but it leads UP to a pipe. Jane says the Baron is NORTH and EAST, but UP, soooo that's one. And it smells like a sewer. The Baron says TTT is in a sewer. Look, you have never been, like, the most intellectual group. But...you are sensing a possible convergence.



Mordanda v/s TTT Baron, you hear a solid auditory brick of spaced words and dying monkey howls back from Jane. You may answer if you like.



Baron you guys get the drop on the cannibal-chanteuse;you invite her to sag to the floor into a gentle nappy-times. She declines and glares at you, eyes sparking with sudden fury. You are about to get hurt, her face says. But. You say some unsettling words (which Yondalla is appalled to report had to be redacted for content).

Hingalon, you have mother issues. You unleash Mom-Face-From-Hell, and Mordanda pauses. You are not sure what her home life was like, but you would guess? Not. Great.

Her eyes bug, she makes an EEK noise, and she goes leaping around the corner, to the south. She is out of sight. Piggs makes much the same noise, runs west and north, and jams himself up the pipe, hiding. Your spell did not hit him, Hingalon. He got terrified all on his own.


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"Way to go, team!" Baron says with delight as he races across the bridge and past Iggy’s pipey-hidey space and up to the half-orc captive. He drags her as much as he can toward the pipe, tapping Hingalon’s raw, naked muscular power if the Hin is able.

"Iggy ... no goblin is free until they free others. Will you come out and liberate this captive ... and yourself?"


 


 



 


 
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When Lofwyr opened the door and the cold heavy metal doll slapped him, he kind of liked it. First off, it didn't really hurt. He's more used to being punched or taking blows from bottles there. And it was surprisingly warm, coming from a stone-cold torture goddess. Not her hand so much as the sensation. It was warm on his cheek and tingly. The warm tinglies flowed across his face and down into his whole being. Like ginger beer and decent whiskey. Damn! He felt good! Lofwyr shook his mane and flexed his pecs a few times. Do these look bigger?

Anyway, they toasted their departure. At least Justin and Double Oh toasted with him. Justin was looking quite toasty, he must be feeling good too. Once they won the bard battle they could find some real drinks and do it up proper. This wine tasted a bit off, but then again it was buried in an old desecrated altar, and didn't all wine taste off? Jane's dad says it's something about the tannins. What the heck is a tannin anyway? Aren't you supposed to keep this stuff away from sunlight?

Their environment has made a pretty clear path for them. The only way out, it seemed, was up. That all checked out considering they were locked in a basement accessed through a floor hatch. So naturally, the skald climbed up the ladder and into the old sewer.

But first, he called out to his friends. C'mon! What're you waiting for? Let's go find the little dudes and go show Vallos how Slashers do it! WOOOooooo!!!!" Lofwyr is Pumped! from Loviarar's gentle caress.

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"Mmm." Justin's reflections and introspection about their current predicament were put on hold for the moment by the therapeutic activities of nipping huge mushrooms off the stems with his mirror knife, putting them away in his leather satchel, then taking a swig of the- "MMMMmmm dAaaaAAAAaaaang." Whoa. This wine! It's Fae! It's Wild! It was "rich... saucy... piquant... some fruity, ashy notes... and... sanguine?" Kind of a slightly metallic aftertaste there, but by Tiandra that tasted warm and fresh and blood-circulating.

"Oh, you like that, huh?" the eladrin asked his blowgun. Sure, he looked more insane right now than ever before, but was it any different from that org- I mean, platonic social gathering - at the Shadow Princess' Shindig? Durza practically had to drag his word-vomiting, vomit-vomiting body all the way back to HQ after one just chug of the punch bowl labelled, 'Limerick-Scented-Decoction'. It took a long rest and a cold shower to get Justin's speech back to normal from purely anapestic trimeter. "You gotta name, bruh? Or is it just Brogun? Mmmm-mmmm-MMM that wine though... What is this stuff made of?"

Somewhere in his head, Justin was still struggling with possibility of Veren being the perpetrator of this heinous crime against the world, but that part was effectively shamed and ostracized and booed into a dark corner and was currently crying while relieving itself.

Meanwhile, Justin was making his way up the ladder. After Lofwyr's preening, of course. "Lookin' fiiiiiine, aaaasimar!"

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Even trapped in a dungeon and covered in rats Durza could see that a party was getting started. She slung an arm round Spyder's shoulders and held her other hand out in front of him. In the palm of her hand were two small mushrooms; one cottony-tufty like a little puff of mycelic candy floss, the other translucent, diaphanous, shiny like porcelain. "What's it gonna be then, Spyz? Yer know these don't keep."

After getting mushroomed-up, Durza turned her attention to the ladder. Durza forking loved climbing ladders. And it looked like this ladder led to a tunnel! All the best parties were held in tunnels. "Right, I'm mad fer this," she told Lofwyr and Justin. "THIS IS GONNA BE MINT!"


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Lofwyr was always hot, but this level of hotness is honestly a little disturbing. This boy is so absolutely metal that Dagger Jane envisions knitted garments descending on him in swarms from the hands of the fluttery-hearted Meemaws. Jane will have to get a rake to bat away all the incoming cowls and ponchos.

Following Lofwyr and Justin to the ladder, she sees Durza and Spyder about to power up on shrooms, so she pulls out her own mushrooms and clinks sorry, i got served diaphanous, i had to try to return the volley, i know this bonks on the net lolpilei with Durza and Spyder before cranking her head back, hinging open her jaw, and dropping in the translucent one whole.

Once the mushroom has really gotten its Real Mushroom Terminologygills into her, she says "Hey Durza, I think I'm going to Message your brother." She makes her hands into a collar and mimes choking her throat. Whether she's referencing his suit-and-tie persona or whether she's indicating murderous intent, the subtleties are lost in a mushroom burp.

Hey Dera, she messages out loud (and I do mean loud). We have some contract work we need done. Come through for Durza and I'll do your Two Scythes in Happenstance Alley alright?

She looks at Durza and shrugs, waggles her eyebrows, makes scissor fingers, stamps fiercely like a bull, mimes being compressed between two walls, and then stampedes away and up the ladder.

"Let's go get the Baron and Hingalon! I smell poop!"


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"Hey Iggy, you know what? You're one of us, now. Honorary bard, Dungeon delver emeritus and all-around Cool Dude. You know what you need? A battle hymn. I was composing one for our bro-tank Lofwyr, but a scary warrior with a battle hymn? Boooring."

"On the other hand, get a load of this."

With a flourish Hingalon conjured a blade in his right hand and a buckler over his left elbow. They were both dark purple, shining and pulsating with an inner power. He started beating solemnly with the former on the latter, chanting slowly:

Iggy the Goblin, Lord of War, went forth to do battle,
His thoughts were red thoughts and his teeth were white.
His enemies called for peace, but he brought them death.
Iggy the Beautiful.


"But now's not the time to dally! Our friend, the big-breasted superstar could come back any moment. Let's move! I'll help the Baron drag the half-orc towards the kitchen, you look for a suitable knife, cleaver or cutting implement and free her."

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Action: Helps Iggy's emancipation (it deserved a full post!), Dashes to the Baron and helps him drag the half-orc. Healing, investigation etc. will wait for next round.
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The only way was up! Spyder followed behind Lofwyr and Justin, preparing to climb the ladder when Durza offered him a choice of 'shrooms. These ones both looked interesting, reminding him of some of the more exotic varieties from back home. Suddenly he had a wave of home-sickness as he realised that he would be once again escaping from an underground captivity.

"Thanks Durz!" he said, picking the cottony-looking one and immediately popping it into his mouth. He chewed thoughtfully, enjoying the flavour.

Yep, up, up and away!

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