Lankhmar: City of Adventure Session 34 (Sorcery in the Mist Pt.8) Pathfinder 1E Campaign
Rakkernash sat across the wine-stained and dagger scarred table from one of his more reliable contacts Jho. Pulg's tavern in the Marsh District was quieter this night as for the most part the alley-bashers and assassins who frequented the Church Extortionist's tavern were busy. The spring festival was in full swing and the night was clearer than most.
"I'm concerned that I haven't seen Diota in two meetings. He would have contacted me if he abandoned the job. You haven't come across him in the Night Market?" Jho shook his head knowing full-well that it was unusual but trying to assuage the veteran collector's fears.
"Diota hunts in his own way." In fact this much was true. Diota the Poacher was a rising star in the Slayers' Brotherhood, well-known for his ability to nab his quarry while living and extract required information from them. This ability made him particularly useful in this job of cracking the Brotherhood of the Spider. Jho too was another Slayer on the rise, albeit for his own unique skill set. The man moved through the misty Lankhmar nights like a ghost and wielded his curved blade with a skill rarely seen. Diota and Jho were often picked by Rakkernash for his delicate jobs, several of which involved a certain group of sorcerous companions.
"Will you take a walk with me Jho? I will see if my presence in the Night Market might flush out some of our quarry. I'd like someone to watch my back." Jho nodded and they made their way through the alleyways and across Hazy Street, towards the entrance to Fenwick and Merough's carnival grounds with an eye towards the Old Wall. Rakkernash nudged the cowled swordsman and said, "What a coincidence. We'll follow them at a distance, give them their privacy, but perhaps they are thinking the same thing we are..."
The words hung in the warm spring night as he gazed down Hazy Street just as the group of Aevus, Luna, Asami, Zed, Baccae and Arthur made their way past the Reality Wrinkle bookstore and towards the Old Gate of the Night Market. The Old Wall marked the southern entrance of the Night Market neighborhood, a remnant of another time that the once opulent neighborhood just built around. it had since become a sprawl of ramshackle buildings that formed a maze like den of iniquity centered around the famous Night Market Fountain.
The group felt ill at ease when passing the Reality Wrinkle and several of them decided it would be prudent to gaze into the magical spectrum. In the quite alley, spells of protection were also cast as when they closed in to the Old Gate, they could spy magical radiations rippling outward from three central points like the ripple of a pond. It was clear, it was current, and there was some power to it. Before they could fully assess the situation a creature out of the nightmares of madmen erupted from the aether and began to coalesce. The group sprang into action as it appeared that two more were on the way. Before long, they could see the source of these creatures and the magical ambush. Three sorcerers, most likely the remnants of Those Who Hear, stood on individual rooftops chanting, keeping their gates open and the creatures from passing back to whatever bizarre world they were pulled from. After some experimentation, the group focused on the sorcerers after dealing with the first worm-like Wyste. One sorcerer's mind was twisted by Arthur, while Asami and Zed worked on a second. The third was already dead, the victim of Baccae's mighty blade. All the while, Luna and Aevus, now joined by the swordsmen Rakkernash and Jho, battled the otherworldly worms. When the last of the worms fell, only one sorcerer remained. Arthur maintained his suggestion that his group was here to save the sorcerer and that he should lead them back to their stronghold.
As it turns out, the Reality Wrinkle was barely bowshot away. The group raced into the bookstore led by the coerced cultist Emrik and spells began to sing throughout the shop. Groups of two and three rushed here and there once the bookseller fell. Luna, gigantic in proportion and courage took on a whole chamber of unsuspecting sorcerers holding them at bay, while Baccae and the others made their way to the second floor. Baccae felt the power of the madman known as the Blessed as he unleashed a stroke of electricity that caused her to momentarily halt. On the main floor, Zed watched as Emrik went to the basement and he heard the calls of madness from below. Mercifully, Asami heard it too and took out her pipes to counter the insanity inducing whispers as Emrik gazed longingly at the source...a nightmare unimagined.
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