Mysteries of the Moonsea

Beetle, Centipedes & Spiders - Oh My

Bentoozie and cursebloom

Local Tavern & Inn, The Floating Fighter, is having some Vermin issues beyond its control. It has had to shut down the Sauna and bathhouse located in its basement do to freshly dug cracks in the floor that spew forth all sorts of Spiders, beetles and the like. Dwarven owner Garidun Ironstone has enlisted his friend Ulbyn to provide some adventurers to sort this debacle out.

Back into the sewer the crew goes in search of what is causing these creepy crawlers up through the foundation. After braving the stench and a lot of crunching under boot they discover a pair of Mite’s commanding Vermin mounts and swarms of minions at their disposal. The Mite’s being quick to anger at the presence of a “gnome” engaged the party casting their dark magics forcing the group to slay the vermin and their masters.

After returning to the Floating Fighter the group realizes they are being watched and Kumori chases after the over-interested observer. He ran himself right into an ambush of Cutlass crew members who demanded he hand over the Captain’s halfing. Upon being non-compliant with their demands, they attacked. Few of the crew members managed to retreat, but the rest lay dead in the alley. The group decides it best to move on and not be associated with what happened tonight.

Coinciding with Corwyn’s trail out of the city, City Watch warns of increased bandit/pirate attacks along the Phalan road. traveling with a merchant caravan headed out of Melvaunt to the west, the group defends the caravan from a bandit attack and follows their trail back to the cavern hideout in the coastal hills. Corwyn manages to escape again during the heat the battle.


Draelyn sat cross legged inside his room within the Floating Fighter. Although not able to recuperate through reverie, he always found it helped him focus his thoughts. With a sigh he pulled a worn tome from his haversack. It smelled old. He had run the calculations though his head many times in the last few days. Nervous, he began to frame the binding of the book with his thumb and forefinger and moved them up and down the spine. He had purchased what components he lacked and drew all the proper sigils. Next to him was the summoning circle he had created from an assortment of crushed stone mixed with powdered opal. It had taken him nearly 30 minutes to pour it from the pouch correctly.

Due to strategically placed candles, shadows danced throughout the room. With his book open upon his lap, Draelyn began his incantation. “Tsalnoth nirintel Ixem. I summon you. Ixem, silineth folenti. I summon you”. Sweat began to bead down his half elven brow. He continued to chant. “I call you forth from the plane of earth. Ixem, I wish to commune with you”. Internally the wizard felt the pull. The whole room hummed with the energy of the weave and he could feel his energy flow through the circle he had created and connected to another point. The tethered energy quickly be came taut. He quickly realized something was wrong. The pull was too strong. He shouldn’t have had this kind of struggle with a mephit.

No longer a simple experiment, Draelyn quickly seized his staff to better focus his arcane energies. Standing he began to chant once more. “Tsalnoth nirintel silineth folenti. I summon you forth from the plane you call home. You will obey my summons. It wasn’t working. He continued to feel the pull from the circle and watched helpless as unsuccessfully tried to terminate the spell. Resistance from the arcane tether lessend. Draelyn was only confused for a moment more.

Before him stood not the mephit as he had intended, but a vaguely humanoid shape. Sculpted from the earth itself, Its eyes cast a jade green light into the room. Despite the wards placed in the room, Draelyn couldn’t help but scramble backwards. He had no idea if the wards would be suffiient to contain him as it was constructed for a much smaller denizen of the earth plane. How had it even heard his call? The earth element then spoke. It’s voice was very similar to rocks rolling down the side of a hill. “wizardling, Who are you to come to my home uninvited”? Draelyn remained silent as he was unsure if the creature had really wanted an answer. “You seek the aid of one of our own. How have you proven yourself? We aid those that can help themselves. Prove that you are as strong as the earth itself and then perhaps.

Confused and confounded, “I did not call for you for I know not your name. Where is the mephit I tried to summon”? inquired the wizard. The elemental tilted it’s head and stared at the half elf and then began to laugh. Draelyn could feel the bass beneath his feet. “I felt your summons to one of my clan and it had a familiar…taste to it. I should have know this was a waste of my time”. It was then the creature of rock noticed the staff gripped in the half elven wizards hand. “Youngling, where did you get the staff”?
“The staff… Where did you get it? The last time I saw it, It belonged to another”.
Confused by how quickly this situation had changed, “It was a gift from my mother”. Draelyn replied, “She accumulated many such items in her travels. I know not it’s origin”.
“hmmmm” The elemental intoned. “Perhaps I have been to hasty in my judgment of you youngling. Meeting you could turn into quite the fortunate twist of fate. “When you are ready I grant you the service of Ixem.

Before Draelyn could ask any questions, alarmed that he may have some how unwittingly entered into some sort of pact, The elemental melted into the ground. Mamdrok had returned back to hims home. Exhausted, and unsure what had just happened, he settled onto the end of the bed and stared at his crystalline staff as if for the first time. He tried to sort out his thoughts but the spell had left him sorely fatigued and darkness quickly overtook him.


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