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Adelaide Darkdraft While she could not remember where she had seen such a plant in the woods, Adelaide did recall having seen it on one of her walks with Daybreak. They had been talking about the usefulness of another plant at the time, and the young paladin did her best to
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recall everything she knew to cut down the search before they headed back out, but had little success given how widespread the other plant was.

”Thank you, Daybreak, we’ll go find it right now, and leave you to your day,” she said as she turned to leave the Tiefling druid, before stopping in her tracks. ”It might be best to avoid town right now, with Marcus around. I don't know how well he would take to appreciating the complexity your situation. He seems a smite first kind of guy and I'd rather not see you get hurt over some misunderstanding.”




 


 
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Gallindan ShalbarainGallindan nodded his approval as Oren took Isabella out of the house. Having eased the slumber of the parents somewhat, he rose and headed to the kitchen to look for food. Surely Isabella had been feeding herself... unless the demonic energy could sustain her.

OOC:Do I need a search roll, or is it obviously stocked/empty? Is there an actual kitchen? I'm not sure if family homes in small villages had them?
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Kerwin Powell Actually making a potion with the intent of it working as advertised was a serious step up from just hoping for the best and bolting out of town before any serious side affects would rear their ugly head. And make no mistake, Kerwin as invested in this particular potion, a cure for aching wrists. There were so many reasons the wrists could hurt especially for those who lives depending on hard labor from sun up to sun down. His potion would never cure the cause but could possibly ease the pain.

They had turned to Daybreak for some insight and had received some information on a plant that might be a suitable substitute for what Kerwin had originally wanted. Orange blossoms, six pedals, variegated leaves, and a vinegar smell. Giving his thanks to the tiefling, Kerwin set out into the forest to search for the suggested ingredient.

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Knowing Gallindan would kindly care for Isabelle's parents, Oren leads the young lady out of the house, careful to wrap her cloak about her and keep her close, lest something cause her to be come irritated and potentially break her of her agreeable state.

The warlock proceeds to the church, talking the whole time of his life as a soldier many years ago. Anything to keep Isabelle's mind occupied. They reach the church without incident, with Oren hoping that Adelaide and Daybreak, being ostensibly closer to Isabelle in age, would further encourage her to remain calm.

He walks her in, seeing only Marcus and Daybreak, and his spirits sink. To the older palladan he says, "Marcus, this is Isabelle, a young lady of great promise. Isabelle, this is Marcus, a commander of certain forces. Why don't you sit here by the fire and when Adelaide, Kerwin and Gallindan return, we can all catch up." He turns to Marcus, hoping to distract him from harshly zeroing in on Isabelle without being tempered by the others in the group.

"Marcus, there was something I wanted to ask you. Are you familiar with eldritch power?..." he goes on, looking to distract the grizzled veteran.
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Potion PowerAdelaide and Kerwin did their best to find the flowers that Daybreak had suggested. For their efforts, they found some of the plant that would work as a decent enough substitute. Mostly to Kerwin’s efforts. Adelaide, Kerwin noted, might be a little color blind(?) after all, failing to spot some of the flowers as she almost stepped on them. Either way, they needed to be crushed, and then the potion could be quickly prepared. Kerwin had enough ‘base’ potions for the rest of the brew on hand, for his off-the-shelf mixtures that the job could be quickly completed.

OODMNo further skill checks needed. We can forward this part of the narrative to taking the potion to taking the potion to Mrs. Applewood’s house. She is home. We need some kind of interaction, and relevant skill check to get her to exchange the book for the potion.


Starving ParentsGallindan immediately went to the small stove and shelves to made up the kitchen of the modest house. There were a few vegetables that were starting to spoil, but not much else. A skilled cook could probably make something edible, and perhaps even tasty from the ingredients, but the Paladin was a bit at a loss as to how to make them into something he would willingly eat. Given the two parents physical condition though, taste was of little concern. They could be mashed easily enough into something he could shovel down their parched throats. Alternately, there were a few neighbors nearby, that possibly had dinner already cooking that he could ask for help.
OODMNo check needed here, just pick a course of action and run with it. Again, you have some freedom to NPCs or nearby locations as needed.


At the ChurchOren arrived at the church, Isabella in tow. Daybreak was there, a bit of a surprise, given that she was initially staying away from Marcus. Luckily, the Paladin’s fervor for expelling demons did not cause him to take issue with Daybreak’s current state. Tieflings were a part of their world, despite what their origins may be. He had no clue what Daybreak’s actual origins were, having no reason to take her for anything other than what she appeared, and claimed to be; a friend of Oren’s. Isabella took a chair by the fire, as Oren directed. She starred uncomfortably at Marcus. It seemed unnatural, similar to how she acted towards her parents. Marcus looked over the girl, "She is infected, for sure. May not be a complete lost cause though. Let’s hope your friends can find a better solution than what I normally have to resort too. For now, I think it is safe enough for everyone if we keep her here, and keep a close eye on her situation."

Oren then had a question for Marcus, about eldritch powers. "I’ve known a few warlocks. Most of them eventually went mad, following whispers of some ancient entities. Dangerous stuff, if you ask me. What causes you to ask?"
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At the churchThe warlock replies, "Ancient entities, yes. From my time working with Gallindan and Adelaide, it is becoming evident that the ancient entity I serve is no different from the power they are devoted to. It is as though perhaps different people manifest it in different ways. It's just a theory, but I hoped you might have had some additional insight. In this way, Eldritch power might be actually used to heal, if wielded by the right person." Oren sighs, "Though I don't believe I have that gift."

He lowers his voice, "One thing to note. The strange whispers that signaled the start of my powers seemed alien, even evil at the time. They may have even come from a demonic source. But over time, something shifted and the King of the Mountain Throne stepped in. Perhaps the same might be possible for Isabelle." He casts a glance at the girl in the corner.
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Starving ParentsGallindan is conflicted. But having used his powers to ease the worst of their suffering, he decides that speed isn't the primary objective. He steps outside of the house and scans the nearby area. Given the yelling and shouting of a few minutes earlier, followed by the rushed arrival of two of the most recognizable citizens of the town, he is a little surprised that no crowd has gathered. But there is one witness. Just across the street, Ma Jasper is standing in her own doorway, staring right back at him. "Ma Jasper, you're just who I wanted to see! I need your help. Do you have some of your famous stew ready to go? Isabella's parents are in dire need. It need not be hot; they're in no state to care. But I need to get some food down them as quick as I can."
Ma Jasper doesn't reply for an uncomfortably long time. The eladrin is no stranger, but he doesn't spend much time in this part of town. And he's certainly never spoken directly to her before. But Isabella's family have been her neighbors for years, and she couldn't continue to ignore their plight.
"Aye. 'ang on. My John didn't finish his, so there's some to share."
She disappears into her house, and returns a moment later with a large bowl and two spoons. Gallindan strides quickly across the street to take it from her. "My thanks, Ma. You may well have saved their lives."
"Oh, aye? I'll go an' make some more, then! They've been good neighbors until lately. Go an' get 'em well!"
The paladin nods hurriedly and rushes back into Isabella's house. He props up the mother against the bed, trying to make sure her head is cushioned, and attempts to spoon some of the lukewarm stew into her mouth. It's thin enough it might well solve the thirst problem as well.

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Adelaide Darkdraft ”Mrs. Applewood? Are you home? It is Adelaide… I’ve been staying at the temple of late…” Adelaide called out as she knocked on the old woman’s front door, hoping to find her at home, and by equal measure trying not to frighten her. ”I’ve come with an alchemist you met some time ago. He has reconsidered your offer if you’re still interested. A potion to help the pain in your wrist in exchange for the book you mentioned?
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Kerwin Powell Following Adelaide's lead, Kerwin knocked on the door and called out to the old woman. "Yes! I've fallen into some new reagents and was able to make a pain tincture that might ease your pain. Are you still interested in bartering for my wares?"

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ApplewoodThe familiar old woman answered the door, as Adelaide and Kerwin knocked. There was a strange scent coming from her house that seemed to be a mix of pleasant herbs and fruit coupled with something that seemed like the stench of a vegetable well past its prime. "Oh, good! Come in you two…" Mrs. Applewood insisted. She was short, round, wore a scarf around her head, and would fit perfectly into the role of old grandmas that filled many fairytales. "Yes, my wrists are hurting again. Worse every day. But, that doesn’t mean I don’t have to cook! I made some fruitcakes, one of the is for my granddaughter’s birthday tomorrow. Here, try an piece, and tell me if you think she will like it! I’ll go find that book in the meantime." Mrs. Applewood then left the two in her kitchen, as she went to dig through a closet in the back room.
OODMIf you eat it, the cake taste terrible. Make a CON save. On a 15 or higher, you can pretend like it is fine, without giving any indication that you don’t like it. On a 10 or above, you manage to swallow a piece, despite the taste. Bellow that, it will make you vomit. Alternately, if you would prefer to not take a bite, feel free to come up with your own plan, and make a relevant roll.



Starving ParentsGillindan’s quick thinking and footwork brought some much needed stew to the lips of Isabelle’s parents. After the first few sips of cold stew moistened her parched throat enough that she was able to smile, and croak out a "th….ank ……. you…..". She had a kind smile, and would have given the Paladin a hug, had she the strength to do so. Gallindan continued to try and get some stew into the parents system, knowing it would take some time for them to recover.

Luckily, Gillindan wouldn’t be alone on the task. Ma Jasper returned about 20 minutes later. "Stew is set to boiling. Will be a bit still till it’s ready. Come on now, help me bring ‘em to ma place. Can watch em better there. I’m sure you’ve got better things to do anyway than nurse us common folk."
OODMFeel free to wrap this part up, and we can bring Gillindan back to the church, or to try some fruitcake with Mrs. Applewood if you prefer.


At the ChurchMarcus listened intently to Oren. He knew, from their previous conversations about Oren’s past. His initial call to power came from a demonic presence, Fierna herself, as Oren later found out. But, somehow that link was changed, and he now felt the whispers of something else calling to him from the mountain. Was it the King, or perhaps just a messenger of his? "The young girl was corrupted by the hands of Fierna directly, without any pretense of being someone or something else. I don’t know that she can be rescued from a deception in the way you seem to have been. It doesn’t sound like she ever sought out to follow the path to the mountain the way you or I have. So, I suspect her recovery, if there can be one, will look differently."

The mention of the name Fierna caused something to still in Isabella. She spat on the floor, and glared with even more malice at Marcus. "How dare you defile her name with your unworthy lips." She stood up, and took a slow step towards Marcus.

"You might want to get her to sit down, and maybe tie her up," Marcus instructed Oren. "It looks like things are going to get ugly, if Kerwin doesn’t come through soon."
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Starving ParentsGallindan provided the hug himself, knowing the mother's intent. He was not normally a "hugger", but he knew that humans often were. And if "human" contact was what they needed to stay alive, they certainly weren't going to get it from their possessed daughter.
He was thrilled at Ma Jasper's return, as he knew that he was needed elsewhere.
"You're a lifesaver, Ma. I can carry them if you get the doors for me."
And he did. In their wasted state, they didn't weight much. And his enchanted gauntlets provided more than enough power to comfortably carry them across the street, one at a time. He laid them on the straw pallets Ma Jasper had in the main room for her large family
"Ma, I need to go and help Oren with Isabella. But if you need one of us, send one of your boys as a runner. We owe you."
He turned to the starving parents.
"As for you, I am sorry for what has happened to you. But you're in good hands now. None better in this town to tend to the sick, I'd wager. Rest up. And when you're strong enough to tell us what happened, have Ma send a runner. This is a story I think we need to know."
He stood awkwardly for a long moment, hesitant to leave the wounded. But he knew that Isabella was trouble... which meant Oren was in trouble, and Marcus was sharpening his knives. He hurried out the door to return to the church.
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At the ChurchThe mention of the name Fierna caused something to still in Isabella. She spat on the floor, and glared with even more malice at Marcus. "How dare you defile her name with your unworthy lips." She stood up, and took a slow step towards Marcus.

"You might want to get her to sit down, and maybe tie her up," Marcus instructed Oren. "It looks like things are going to get ugly, if Kerwin doesn’t come through soon."
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Oren raises a hand, indicating that Marcus should stand down for a moment. The warlock rises, calmly stroking his chin as he walks between the other two. His black dragon scale cloak clinks and rattles as he moves. Speaking mildly, as though ignoring the tension building, he asks, "Isabella, do you recall when I found you in one of the nine hells, with Fierna?" The warlock does not fear speaking her name here in a chapel, and it was good to show he was not afraid or intimidated by Isabella's threats. "You hated it there, didn't you? All those chains and whips and fire. And war. You knew you shouldn't be there, it was a terrible place where only terrible things could live. It was the domain of Fierna, the demon queen." He seeks to remind Isabella of the twisted nature of the power she was flirting with, using the secret weapon of a warlock: words.

"Do you really wish to serve a demon? Marcus and I are trying to help break her evil influence over you. And if it is power you desire, there are many different paths to that end. But to serve evil willingly... to further the cause of suffering and condemn souls to eternal torment for Fierna... that does not sound like a promising career."

He scans her face, hoping his words were sinking in. "We are offering you a clean break. Did you know that Fierna once tried to tempt me? She granted me power and for a time I unwittingly did her bidding. But I discovered a new master."

"He is called the King Upon the Mountain. He is older and wiser than any demon, and does not demand everything from those who serve him. I am telling you it's not too late, in fact, it's the perfect time to say no to Fierna's lies for good. If I could do it, you can too."

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Adelaide Darkdraft Looking down at the cake with a little trepidation, Adelaide knew she was going to have to try some.
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Gathering herself, she picked a piece up off of the tray and took a bite. It took a moment for her to finally register the flavour of the cake, so-called, and by then it was too late. She spat out what she could, but that wasn't going to be enough and even as her stomach turned she ran for the door. Barely making it to some nearby bushes, she violently emptied her stomach, heaving again-and-again until there was nothing left; not a remant of cake remained and the only thing she could taste was the acid from her stomach. Turning her eyes away from the mess, she stumbled back a few steps away from the bushes and back towards the door. Kerwin was probably smart enough not to follow suit, but she'd at least warn him just in case.

"Give me strength," she muttered as she paused a moment, hand over her stomach, before continuing into the house. The old woman had yet to return, and she shook her head as she waved Kerwin off of the fruit cake as she struggled with the merits of tact and honesty. "Ma'am, I think some of your baking ingredients might be... off. That cake is... awful, rotten even."




 


 
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Kerwin Powell Always one to accept free food, Kerwin was beaten to the punch by Adelaide, thankfully for him, as she immediately turned five shades paler and proceeded to empty the contents of her stomach in the verge outside the cottage. Tossing the cake out into the street, he brushed his fingers off on his tunic and waited for the old murderer to come back from the larder.

When she did, Adelaide did the appropriate thing and told her about the condition of her baking. Kerwin wished she had waited until after they had sealed their deal and had the book in hand but not everyone had as quick a mind as the alchemist. "I'm sure its just something from breakfast, Adelaide...no need to be rude," Kerwin smiled at Mrs. Applewood. "Mine was delicious!" Concerned she might insist he have more, Deception +4 if you want a rollhe added, "Though, I couldn't possibly have more after that large breakfast we had, eh Adelaide?"

Kerwin reached his hand out, eager to get his paws on the book and hoping that enjoying the old crone's cakes wasn't part of the arrangement. In his other hand he presented the potion he had brewed for her wrists.

 

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Mrs. Applewood set the book she had gathered on the table, clearly disturbed by Adelaide's appearance. She heard Kerwin's review of the cake, but it didn't register as she was focused on the pale-looking woman who had just vomited outside her door. "By the Gods, I nearly killed you, didn't I? I'm so sorry, I don't know what's wrong lately. It seems half the fruits and veggies in my garden just decided to turn on me. The strangest thing, oh my thought, here I am rambling about my problems. Do sit down my dear," Mr.s Applewood grabbed a rag and started fanning fresh air towards Adelaide. The sickness from the vile fruitcake would pass, and Mrs. Applewood seemed to have forgotten about the book she brought out in the first place. "Well, I guess it is a good thing you came by, before I gave that to my granddaughter...."


At the ChurchOren had never felt his words to have so little effect as they did, while trying to reason with Isabella. Every statement he made seemed to just infuriate the already agitated young woman even further. "I don't think you are helping much Oren," Maruc injected, stating the obvious. Insticiviley, his right hand went for the grip of a cudgel at his side.

Daybreak didn't miss the move to escalation and placed a hand on Marcus' to keep the blunt weapon stowed for the time being. "We can restrain her without knocking her unconscious, if needs be," she bravely told the Paladin, who didn't seem to like being rebuked by a Tiefling, but didn't protest.

Isabella turned on Oren, now her turn to give a lecture. "The Nine Hells, the dungeon of a Dragon, everyone that was supposed to protect me has left me to die, sacrificed me to save their own skin. Now, you want me to turn to some ancient god whose name you don't even know? What power does he have, when even lower demons can mimic his name and fool his followers? You want me to trust something so distant and weak as that? Maybe whispers and dreams are good enough to keep you going Oren, but not all of us have been that lucky. So, why not? Why not use what Fierna has thought me. How to look after myself, and get what I want."

It was a childish and selfish point of view that Isabella had spouted, which would be expected from someone so young. But in those words, Maruc, and Gallindan who had just arrived at the door, could feel that there was some unholy power building around the girl. Her anger fueled the fire that was burning inside herself, fanned on by an unseen connection to Fierna's influence. It wouldn't be long before something or someone was going to explode.
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