Lone Lore

"What has brought you to Maelstrom?" The giant atop the Wyrmskull Throne spoke to the party. Her pale blue eyes gazed upon each member of the party, looking them over, analyzing. "We have come to warn you of traitors amongst your court." Dhrys spoke up, telling the giant, who revealed herself to be Princess Serissa, about the dangers they had been told by the oracle. She seemed to believe them, trusting that there was someone lying within her court, despite her uncle, Uthor, on the throne to the left, and her advisor, Hytiirm, on the throne to her right, urging her not to trust smallfolk. The party filled Princess Serissa in on everything the oracle had told them, from her sister working against her, to a blue dragon having infiltrated the storm giant court. The princess decided to have her sister taken and held in her room for further investigation later, and on her exit, the party persuaded her to tell the truth. Neri confessed to having worked with Hytiirm, sayin...

Awestruck, the party watched as another of the Walking Statues of Waterdeep (the Griffon) was blasted apart by the dragons lightning breath. Reluctantly, the party, bringing along the red dragonborn they saw putting out the flames, named Cal, decided to face the dragon and moved towards the courtyard she was destroying. In the courtyard, the blue dragon and her gargoyles were torching and killing Waterdhavian civilians. Upon the arrival of the party, she stopped, and turned her focus to them. "Why are you here, Iymrith?" Nadhrys demanded to know the motivations of the dragon right away. "You know why I am here. Hand over the conches and I won't destroy the city." Analyzing the situation around him, Dhrys eyed the rest of the party and pulled out the conches. For a moment, it seemed as if he were going to hand them over to Iymrith. With a swift motion, Dhrys brought the conches to his lips and blew. Iymrith leapt towards the rogue, attempting to silence the conch...

With their friends Adonis and Lucien dead, the party decided to split up accomplishing individual tasks for a while. Joren and Thestryl went to Neverwinter in an attempt to aid the Harpers in overthrowing the current leader of Neverwinter, Lord Neverember, and bringing the person who they claimed to be the "rightful heir to the throne" to power. Attending one of the weekly meetings in Neverwinter, they found out some surprising news. "By the request of Reina Alagondar, the Harpers will no longer be involving themselves in this political battle." After a failed attempt to retrieve a document from one of Neverember's homes, anyone in Neverwinter who was suspected of being involved with the Harpers was interrogated and apprehended. As a result, Neverember's political opponent, Reina Alagondar, requested the Harpers leave Neverwinter so that innocent civilians were not caught in the crossfire. After finding this out, Joren and Thestryl decided to seek out Reina ...

The news took Adonis aback. Not a breath was had before he became aggressive and demanded more of an explanation. What did she mean she was involved in his creation? Why would she create him? Was she one of the scientists from his memory, the painful memories in the lab? Lady Silverhand began to tell Adonis of an earlier time, her first time as Open Lord of Waterdeep. She needed an army, and she knew that beings crafted from scratch would be extremely beneficial to the city and its inhabitants. One of her childhood friends, a cunning and crafty mage named Veharith Abess, proposed a blueprint to Laeral, a bug-like super soldier that was built for stealth and efficiency. While Laeral liked the idea, she disagreed with many aspects of the design, especially the fact that a failsafe was put in: the creature would "expire." After a certain number of years lived, the creature would begin to decay from within. Adonis and the party were appalled at this, and at the fact that Lady Sil...

The party looked to the sky and sees a castle similar to one they've seen before. However, upon close inspection, they were able to discern that this castle was not Lyn Armaal. The townsfolk around them were in a panic, with guards trying to calm as many people down as possible. "Please remain calm! The Lady is dispensing soldiers as we speak to inspect the floating castle!" While unsure of how to help at first, the party decided that they could bring their giant knowledge to the Open Lord of Waterdeep, Lady Silverhand, and, in exchange, get some information from her about the magical augmentation operations in Waterdeep. On the way towards Piergeiron's Palace, where the Lady hosted her visitors, Adonis wanted to make a quick stop at the Spires of the Morning, Waterdeep's temple of Lathander. Inside the temple was a great stained glass mosaic depiction of Lathander holding up a baby. In front of the mosaic, Adonis knelt to the ground and began to pray. "O Lat...

"Rising from the shores of its deep harbor to ring the great mountain standing tall out of the Sea of Swords is Waterdeep, the City of Splendors and the Crown of the North. To all of Faerûn, this great metropolis stands as the pinnacle of what a great city might be, in wealth, influence, and stability. Here, the citizens work, the nobles sneer, and the great masked lords plot and scheme, all while merchants dance between them to collect their coins and continue profiting as best they can. Waterdeep’s shops and merchants offer goods of every sort from every corner of Toril, and even the rarest of items can be procured, given sufficient coin and patience. Adventurers lacking one or the other can very easily find all manner of employment, from simple escorting of caravans, to guarding nobility, to investigating a ruin or rumor of monsters anywhere in the North." The Harpers' guardian of the Waterdeep teleportation circle finished up her spiel and noted that tips from circle ...

Kimberly was in open space, floating in this void that appeared to be the ocean, the comforting humming surrounding them. Sensing the presence of their patron, Kimberly spoke up, asking questions about Slarkrethel and how they and he were related. The familiar voice, the voice that had granted them powers so long ago, spoke up, seeming to ignore these questions. "The aboleth needs to be punished for its insolence. Will you destroy it?" Kimberly agreed, telling the voice they trust it and will do as it says. Coming out of the conversation, a lightning bolt erupted from Kimberly's fingertips, killing the aboleth. The party finished up their business in Helm's Hold and began heading to Neverwinter, following Dhrys' recommendation. In Neverwinter, the party went shopping, purchased some things from M, who had a pop-up stand in town, and almost went to the beach. Eventually, they all made their way, directed by Dhrys, to a run-down looking townhouse. Inside this townho...