Session 96 Report in Dremora: SotDK | World Anvil
BUILD YOUR OWN WORLD Like what you see? Become the Master of your own Universe!

Session 96

General Summary

Form 1: Why are there TWO of them?

 
As the Nehézko took to the air for the first time in who knows how long, the Deep End ascended along with them, levelling out just below the swirling masses of air and and storm. The four smaller elemental figures converged on the Deep End on the back of the stone falcon. Shortly after they arrived, the Huntress played eenie-meeni-miney-MOIRA... and seemed to Mark Moira. The massive Titan then released a huge burst of thunder that rolled through everyone on the back of the stone falcon with Ghilani being so shaken he was stunned for a bit. Newt was quick to take flight and begin the traditional flanking arrangement around targets in range, positioning himself in front of the stone falcon's wing. The other massive elemental then seemed to randomly select it's target... and Rani found her intelligence and charisma heavily reduced. She has been Feebleminded. Declan was hasted by Rhovahk and both birds coordinated who they were carrying. Let's get to work on these little elementals first.  
  The Stone falcon, with a little noise of happiness, charges forward unperturbed by the surrounding threats. As the approach towards the Titans begins, the Deep End gets to work on taking down the smaller elementals. Moira takes huge amounts of damage from the Huntress who seems to be targeting her for the time being. As she drops, her form almost freezes before jerking itself back upright. Moira says: "Good morning!" as Annanias seems back in the picture. Moira then immediately takes cover and the Huntress shifts its focus. Ghilani enjoys the full experience of being stunned, blinded, and deafened (not at the same time). While blind, he fishes around for the draconic statue and transforms himself... gaining BLINDSIGHT. Newt, Declan, and Rani make relatively quick work of the small elementals before finally turning their attention to the "big lads". Now a bit closer to them, the Huntress appears to be crying tears of the light that are quickly ripped apart by the swirling winds around her. When close to the Muse, there is the echoing sound of drums, a sorrowful tune... a requiem?   
  The Deep End continues to run around the battlefield, chasing the Air Titan. Newt fires... through an illusion? It seems the Muse has dipped. The Stone falcon turns around and goes the other way. Declan dramatically sighs – can they just stop moving!? However, he slowly begins widdling away at them with Eldritch Blast as he and Rhovahk move back into range. Newt and Ghilani experience a moment of confusion on the back of the stone falcon, but both are able to shake themselves out of it. Rani, after five long rounds, is finally free of her Feeblemind curse. She gets in the middle of both Titans and attempts to reason with them. You mourn for your lost brother Judas, but there is a piece of him that lives on! It lives on through his son Kostas and it is here with you. At the very least, the Huntress seems to stop firing at Rani... to fire at Declan instead. He seems like a much nicer target now. Moira struggles to heal and begins wondering what weapon she should consider using when she's completely out.  
  As the Titans become more and more wispy, the Muse releases a cone of swirling sand. All three of the children are transported to an eerie version of the Sea of Moving Art. Rani recognizes the signature move and as she lands one final blow into the swirling mass of storm in front of her, she loudly yells: "BRING BACK THE CHILDREN!"

   

Form 2: If I Could Donate Spells I Would

 
The form of both the Huntress and the Muse fragment and shatter, drifting apart as they are carried by the strong winds. And then the pieces begin to swirl together once more. Blackened strands tinged with violet swirl and weave together until a vicious cyclone of cold blackness charged with violet electricity forms. There is the sensation of a pull and an otherworldly cold swirling in the air, smothering any warmth. The mass of blackness begins to coalesce into a vaguely humanoid form. It's lower body is composed of a swirling cyclone that merges with a humanoid torso and arms, arcs of puple lightning racing along its form. As the eyes open, they glow a brilliant violet.
  With only two (or four) targets, the Titan released a fissure of gravity. Shortly thereafter, Moira returned, followed by Newt, and then by Ghilani who was just able to get himself onto the stone falcon and avoid falling to the deep, dark depths below. Nearly everyone gets pulled towards the creature in a wve of Gravitational Fury as the Titan seems to focus on the bloodiest of all: Ghilani. Moira, nearly out of spell slots, finally finds a way to do some damage, transfering that 30 she absorbed so long ago. Ghilani makes an executive decision to remove himself from the fight and puts himself in time out behind a Wall of Force. Declan, Rani, and Newt begin to tear into the Titan... and it eventually turns its attention to the hurt rogue. After the Titan finally took down Newt, Rani took to hovering on her swarm, allowing Jhaxton to grab Newt. Rani then moves in to land multiple blows. The titan, however, seemed far more focused on the unconscious Newt, quickly snacking on a bit of his soul.  
  Moira rushed in to revivify Newt, though Newt's return to life feels a bit odd... he doesn't quite feel full. I'd like to disengage... wait, how do I do that again? How do I... rogue? Newt doesn't feel quite like himself, but working with Jhaxton, they are able to move Newt – with his one banana – out of combat. Ghilani, with an ultimate power move, emerged from his Wall of Force (to Newt's absolute displeasure), hurt himself, and upcast a Magic Missile to pelt the Titan. Declan experienced a second wild magic surge (the first nearly turning him into a giant rabbit) and... everyone felt a little vulnerable to piercing damage, including the large Titan. Rani once again landed the final blow yelling out to the kids: "Just DON'T DIE."  
  With a roar that sounded like rolling thund, the storm-like monstrosity began to dissipate and shatter. As it dissipated, there was a separation of black and orange with more black strands and particles than orange. Amidst the shattered remains, there is also the faintest trace of red threads... drifting towards the South.  

When the Final Titan Falls

 
As the Titan dissipates, Moira enthusiastically reaches for bits of Annanias while Ghilani captures the swirling essence that lingers. A small circlet clattered to the back of the Nehézko, cold to the touch. Rising over the lip of the cavern, the updraft slowly begins to die down. The other large stone falcon was rolling in the snow, releasing a myriad of happy birds noises. Landing, the Nehézko allowed you to disembark. Newt mentioned that he's feeling real, real hurt... why don't we take a short rest?  
  Suddenly, Suraksha and Vinaash became very boisterous and loud... so much so that everyone could hear them speak. It seems they have remembered a bit from their past. Rani has heard them speak before, often bickering and talking over one another. Now, they speak with a unified voice:  
The time was not right so the Oracle offered a life. And bore the burden alone. Until another would be born to take up its yoke.   Descended of two gods, once red stone, now golden sands. Gifts from both creation and destruction. The last spark of one lost, might be made anew.   All in the hope to balance a higher power.
  Rani immediately connects with her swords: Was Soyolmaa Anonymous? Vinaash doesn't believe she lived long enough to right something like that. Suraksha commented that Vinaash is significantly less intolerable now. Vinaash just "Hms". The locusts also seem happier and take the entire short rest to dance about. Meanwhile, Newt tries to gauge what exactly happened. It seems that some of his abilities feel distant... though they seem a bit closer than during the fight. Perhaps they will return? For now, a part of him feels faint and a bit missing with his connection to the Realm of the Dead a bit tenuous. Moira, as she rests, speaks with Annanias. He feels different... something has changed. When Moira asked what specifically, he began to respond and then froze. Looking behind her, Moira saw a silver-haired woman in an ornate gown, red threads wrapped around her fingers and up her arms. She lifted one hand, reaching towards Annanias.  
It is almost time. Come find me, my love
  Short rested, the group returned to Sun's First Grace. Rhovahk and Jhaxton seem to be on a bit better terms. Rani asked Ghilani to set up the whole "security detail" so she could write a letter without fear of being spied on. Declan checked in with Six. She is still poking around the Gold dragonborn estate, but promised to move things JUST A BIT to mess with their organization before she leaves. Six mentioned that while she has faith that Declan will keep Ghilani safe, it is Primus that may think otherwise. It is complicated. Moira sent to Volo, checking in on how he was doing. Volo responded that if she can remove this parasit, then do it. He'd rather die than risk being a tool. Can we do that? Annanias thinks they could try.  
  Moira discusses what she saw and what Dysis supposedly said. How does a being of Destruction "love"? Declan suspects she tried to break the Beloved cycle... and perhaps break some rules. Rani has theories... all of them bad and all of them unlikely.
Report Date
22 Sep 2023
Related Characters

The Huntress

 

 

The Muse

 

 

The Void Storm

 

 

Suraksha and Vinaash's Memory

 
The scene is familiar... the room where you found the map and diary, though there is no dust or sand here. The room seems to be pristine and illuminated by a few candles. The silver-haired woman is there sitting at a desk. Her long silver hair is down, free of ornaments. She dresses in simple robes. IN the periphery of the vision, you see hands move and gesture. The skin tone matches your own. The colorful garb is familiar, albeit outdated.  
Dysis: "If you do not go, he will order your death once more... and oversee it himself this time."   Soyolmaa: "And if I do go, you will surely die."   Dysis: "I thank you for your companionship, Soyolmaa. Now go to them. Bring their wrath down upon us."
  The vision almost reluctantly turns, pauses, and then turns back.  
Soyolmaa: "What... have you seen? You must have seen something."   Dysis: "That... is a burden for me to bear alone. At least, for now."
There is a noise and the vision turns somewhat sharply. You see the blurry face of a man with dirty blond hair. He dresses in an orange tunic, but with frabric adorned in patterns traditional to the Bhediya over it. In his arms, he holds a child wrapped in orange and golden cloth. You see hands – Soyolmaa's hands – reach out towards the child as the man approaches. The vision does not focus on this child, though... but on the spectral figures that stretch far, far beyond. All the way to you, united by the faintest trace of orange and gold that merges into the entire rainbow.

Comments

Please Login in order to comment!