Shit Demon
General Summary
A young group of adventurers heeded the call of Farmer Serjo and his wife and headed to the Bard's Respite, an inn in the working town of Stag's Ballad. Being winter, many of the local farmhands were milling about the place, and when three strangers arrived and one of them (Limara) started mocking their superstitions, a bar fight was nigh inevitable. Gwen was able to calm things down with a bit of diplomacy (a free round of ale) and by feeding the third member. Nothing like food to keep mouths shut! After getting a warning about casting spells on other people's property, the party began to search for the Serjos.
They eventually found the old couple had been living in the inn ever since a faerie spirit had been haunting the area around the outhouse. It had bitten one of their farmhands in the rear and howled all night about food. The party tracked down the farmhand, Johnny, and asked to see his wound, confirming that it was not a bite from any creature they had seen. Gwen violated Johnny's personhood by casting a healing spell on the area, and the guards were called. Once Johnny explained the situation, the guards left, but not after giving a stern warning to Wyrn, their kobold companion, who ironically was the only innocent one so far.
The party arrived at the farm as the sun was setting and after hearing a voice speak about a "portal to hell" they investigated the area for magic. Finding nothing, they eventually lowered themselves down by a rope into a cavern system right underneath the farm. It smelled of blood and feces, and a mocking voice introduced itself as Infernis, a disgraced balor who once served Baalzebul, Lord of Flies, before that arch-devil's fall. Fighting their way through traps and lemures, they eventually found the source of the voice: an imp, forced to feed only upon what came through the "portal," a clause in an infernal contract that never exactly what the portal was: when the portal to one of the Nine Hells had been closed, the hole dug for an outhouse remained, and so did the fiend. A clever use of prestidigitation and create water revealed the imp for a few early shots, but the underground river allowed the little shit to clean himself and attack from invisibility again. At this point, it was the sharpened tail of Wyrn that eventually impaled their foe, thanks to the imp's suggestion being foiled by Limara's protection from evil spell, while Gwen, revealing himself to be an Inquisitor, rebuffed any attempts by the imp to bargain with the party. Wyrn declaring "I'm a dragon" while Limara gathered Infernis' loot pile, the party returned to the inn and informed the Serjos that their farm was safe again. They were thanked effusely and given a few coins, grateful to spend their final days in the home they had built. A few months later, the party heard that the patriarch had died peacefully in his bed, followed soon after by his widow.
The party arrived at the farm as the sun was setting and after hearing a voice speak about a "portal to hell" they investigated the area for magic. Finding nothing, they eventually lowered themselves down by a rope into a cavern system right underneath the farm. It smelled of blood and feces, and a mocking voice introduced itself as Infernis, a disgraced balor who once served Baalzebul, Lord of Flies, before that arch-devil's fall. Fighting their way through traps and lemures, they eventually found the source of the voice: an imp, forced to feed only upon what came through the "portal," a clause in an infernal contract that never exactly what the portal was: when the portal to one of the Nine Hells had been closed, the hole dug for an outhouse remained, and so did the fiend. A clever use of prestidigitation and create water revealed the imp for a few early shots, but the underground river allowed the little shit to clean himself and attack from invisibility again. At this point, it was the sharpened tail of Wyrn that eventually impaled their foe, thanks to the imp's suggestion being foiled by Limara's protection from evil spell, while Gwen, revealing himself to be an Inquisitor, rebuffed any attempts by the imp to bargain with the party. Wyrn declaring "I'm a dragon" while Limara gathered Infernis' loot pile, the party returned to the inn and informed the Serjos that their farm was safe again. They were thanked effusely and given a few coins, grateful to spend their final days in the home they had built. A few months later, the party heard that the patriarch had died peacefully in his bed, followed soon after by his widow.
Rewards Granted
Loot:
15 pp, 255 gp, 1,327 sp, 2,426 cp
Art
[60 gp] ivory drinking horn with copper ends
[80 gp] silver flagon with religious markings (Knowledge (Religion) DC 10: Torm)
Gems
[8 gp] lapis lazuli
[60 gp] unworked jasper (worth 30 gp; Craft (jewelry) DC 12 to repair)
Potions
[50 gp] potion/oil of remove fear (CL 1)
[25 gp] potion/oil of resistance (CL 1)
[25 gp] potion/oil of light (CL 1)
[50 gp] potion/oil of shillelagh (CL 1)
[25 gp] potion/oil of virtue (CL 1)
[300 gp] potion/oil of cat's grace (CL 3)
[300 gp] potion/oil of eagle's splendor (CL 3)
Scrolls
[150 gp] arcane scroll of hideous laughter (CL 3)
[25 gp] arcane scroll of endure elements (CL 1)
[25 gp] divine scroll of obscuring mist (CL 1)
[150 gp] arcane scroll of owl's wisdom (CL 3)
Experience:
Wyrn (3), Gwen (1), Limara, (1): 450 XP each = 100 (shitpit) + 250 (pieces of shit) + 200 (shit happens)
Alignment:
Gwen shifts to:
15 pp, 255 gp, 1,327 sp, 2,426 cp
Art
[60 gp] ivory drinking horn with copper ends
[80 gp] silver flagon with religious markings (Knowledge (Religion) DC 10: Torm)
Gems
[8 gp] lapis lazuli
[60 gp] unworked jasper (worth 30 gp; Craft (jewelry) DC 12 to repair)
Potions
[50 gp] potion/oil of remove fear (CL 1)
[25 gp] potion/oil of resistance (CL 1)
[25 gp] potion/oil of light (CL 1)
[50 gp] potion/oil of shillelagh (CL 1)
[25 gp] potion/oil of virtue (CL 1)
[300 gp] potion/oil of cat's grace (CL 3)
[300 gp] potion/oil of eagle's splendor (CL 3)
Scrolls
[150 gp] arcane scroll of hideous laughter (CL 3)
[25 gp] arcane scroll of endure elements (CL 1)
[25 gp] divine scroll of obscuring mist (CL 1)
[150 gp] arcane scroll of owl's wisdom (CL 3)
Experience:
Wyrn (3), Gwen (1), Limara, (1): 450 XP each = 100 (shitpit) + 250 (pieces of shit) + 200 (shit happens)
Alignment:
Gwen shifts to:
Show spoiler
for the minorly good act of refusing to negotiate with a devil and keeping the rest of the party from doing so.N6/G3
Report Date
21 Dec 2024
Primary Location
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