Entry #384 - Take your pick of the Brundeshs

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(G384 09/03/2019 via Roll20 - AP, JF(GM)) WA57

DAY 419 (26th Tarsakh)(April) cont ...

Down in this sub-sub-basement of Shaymer's pretty decent dungeon we next came across
a room with a plinth in the middle of it. On the plinth was a skull with glowing eyes.

It spoke: 'Why are you here? You are wrecking the place! You've been messing up all
my experiments!'
'We are here to fetch Brundesh,' said Fenrir, meaning the prisoner we were here to rescue.
'Hum?' replied the skull. 'Well you can't have him. Shaymer said I could have him!'
'Well, er, he lied! The guys upstairs said we were to take him, its fine.'
'Wait a minute...'

A man came to a door in the western wall. If Fenrir had not maybe worked it out, I had,
it was him that had been talking through the skull.
He was a man in his mid-fifties, dressed like a wizard. He said his name was Debman.

After some more chit-chat, Fenrir with his powers of persuasion working overtime
negotiated Brundesh's release. Debman called through the door along the corridor
and a hulking flesh golem called Fudstix arrived dragging a ragged old man with him.

The next problem was, though, that this old man was evidently crazy and would not
identify himself. It was at this point we realised none of us knew what Brundesh
looked like.
Veddic used a Sending Spell to talk to Random and reported back;
'Brundesh is a tall thin man, white curly hair, but balding. In his sixties.
Wore reading glasses on occasion.'
The old man that we had been presented with met the description apart from the
glasses.

None-the-less, Fenrir was suspicious and decided to fight it out after all.
Debman ran off down the corridor and went through another door. Fudstix rampaged
towards us, killing Brundesh as he came, with a single swipe to the head.

Fudstix was a tough opponent. I sent in more crocodiles to hold him back a bit
while Veddic took swipes with his chain. Fenrir's eldritch blasts had no effect
on the monster so he tried bluffing it to go away, and while it did confuse it,
it kept attacking.

Debman threw a stone down the corridor that had a Symbol of Weakness etched on
it that only really effected me, so I moved back a bit. In return we hit Fudstix
with fire based spells, that didn't harm him, but did slow him down. Enough that
eventually my crocodiles got the better of him. As he went down he exploded!
It was a big enough blast to destroy all my crocs, but we were far enough
back to be left unscathed.

Fenrir shot at the Symbol until it was destroyed and we advanced up the corridor
a bit. Debman asked for a parley and we accepted. He sent another man, who looked
very similar to the first one we were given, down the corridor.
We went back to the skull room and tried to talk to this new old man, but he was
just as crazy as the other one and shoved the food we gave him up his nose.
We discussed the situation for a while and eventually it was agreed that we most
likely had some kind of clone of Brundesh on our hands.

Fenrir went back to talk to Debman. He pretended to 'accidentally' fire off a Sleep
incantation at Debman. If failed to land and Debman 'accidentally' shot off a Baleful
Polymorph at Fenrir. It too also failed to land.

After eyeing each other up for a while, Fenrir said, 'you gave us a clone.'
'Maybe,' replied Debman and closed the door again.

Well after that Veddic cast Wind Walk on all of us and we just wafted out of there
and away into the night, all the way back to Spectre Island.

Fenrir admitted to Random that we probably had a clone and not the real Brundesh, but
Random accepted this saying, 'well, even a clone will suit our purposes.'

After all that hijinx it was good to get to my bed. I've got a really big bruise
on my shoulder where that Minotaur hit me.

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