Entry #256 - The Gorgon

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(G256 20/11/2015 via Roll20 - AP(GM), JF, Mira, Guru)

Dear Kitty,

Sorry I haven't written to you in a while. Things have been a bit hectic lately. Anyway, it's Sylvia here again. I've been off on another adventure. What a pain in the arse.

Well, I suppose we can take it as read you've glanced over Rollo's journals so I'll just pick up from where he left off, just after I get you updated on the cast of characters in this disaster.

Rollo Lavius - Leader, if you could call him that, of what I have ironically been calling the 'Lavius Expedition'.

If he had half a brain he would be dangerous. Full of druidic power and knowledge but has the commonsense of a cabbage.

Mirabella - A halfling rogue of some description. Quiet and sullen most of the time. I liked her. Now that she seems to have turned into a werewolf, or were-terrier in her case, I like her even more.

Drashnag - Some sort of one-eyed half-orc half-wit half-awake Grummsh fancier. Officially I'm not meant to have anything to do with him as he is an enemy of Silvanus, but he seemed to be more or less useful so he was put on the strength.

Falo-han - Recently turned up out of the blue. Just another rabbit botherer if you ask me, but hopefully he is still useful with that bow of his.

Sylvia - Well that would be me. Cleric of Silvanus. Constantly healing and patching up this band of clowns.

Badger and Rat - Just two of the many things that Rollo smells of.

So, got all that? Just in case you've not made any sense of Rollo's journal, a quick recap:

Some Idiot of Mistra that Uncle Humber knows sent us to Cormyr to help out with some temple trouble. Here we uncovered a secret cult of Shar and Cyric. We trail them into some god awful swamp where Rollo hits on the truly fantastically dumb idea of following them into the Plane of Shadow.

Various people arrive, join us and die.

Later we are joined by Gurudor the Mounted Nincompoop, Paladin of Disaster.

He is killed by a bastard dragon.

Wracked with indecision Rollo decides what we really need now, what will really help us in our hour of need, what will sort out all our problems in the Plane of Shadows is.... a talking rat.

Mirabella turns into a wolf and we hit her until she behaves herself.

Which leads me to...

DAY 231 (28 Marpenoth) continued ...

By eight in the morning, that idiot cousin of mine is done with his rat and wanders over to attempt to make sense of the Mirabella situation.

I'd prepared a few 'Remove Curse' spells just incase and it made sense to try one out. The spell failed when it landed on the wee halfling and I got the feeling she had deliberately let it fail. When I told Rollo that he had one of his long talks that always begins,

'Now, if we can just calmly discuss why...'

Two more attempts and we were totally sure she was not letting the spell effect her, and it would never cure her lycanthropy if she didn't want it. Rollo was really concerned but I could tell no one else really cared. In the end he gave up trying to make the little furball see sense and decided to risk keeping her around.

He then had a long talk with his new best friend, the rat, and sent her south to scout out the area.

Rolanda returned and reported she had seen a man in armour and a statue of a cow. There was a bridge leaving the area off to the left.

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