The Journal of Clive Doubletree

Campaign: Ruins of Arth

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The things below...
The unholy garden has been taken by the Mother as hers. What remains still stinks but has a more organic feel. At least we have a place to retreat if need be. A few rods further demonstrated that this is a very good thing to have.

I noted that if I never saw or smelled the sea again I could be content for the rest of my life. This goes for anything with tentacles as well. The Mad God we work against must hold these things holy because time and time again they seem to be springing up in the oddest places.

Thorin's armor worked well, too well. When two of the tentacled things grabbed him they nearly became his mill stone. Another horror "cursed" him to breath water, which was fine until he again was in the air. Jack had a temporary similar affliction.

Adric was lucky not to be dragged to the depths. It is good his bow returns to his hand as well. I am not sure anyone would really have wanted to fish it out of the water.

Jack was able to convince the horror, or at least the remaining horror, that its continued existence depended on it leaving us be. Between the garden, the pit trap and this "little pond" we are bridging I am beginning to appreciate the lack of persons returning to tell the tale.
Session: Knock Knock, Who's There?, Shiroz... - Wednesday, Jun 19 2013 from 5:00 PM to 8:00 PM
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Finally a time to rest....
The will of the Mother has guided my companions hands so we are free of one of the traps and with enough baubles and trinkets to perhaps lure a deserving fool to free Tessel once the Mother's will is fulfilled and the taint beneath this city is once again checked.

We rest short rods above where an abomination remains bound. Called here by a wizard unwilling to embrace the final gift of the Mother it now remains trapped in a form different from the one the mace blessed by Miranda's child found. Still "alive" enough to count for the original trap.

With the beast sealed below and other creatures unaware of or at least not in an actively seeking us we seem to be in as safe a sanctuary as this forgotten place seems likely to offer. I have time to meditate on the tasks at hand, perhaps time to run with the pack in my dreams. In the darkness I already have seen a brief vision of the pack defeating a band of bears too bold for their own good. In that vision a son of Nymar gave the leader of the bears quarter after having his teeth at his throat no less than three times, perhaps four, this puzzles me some. Still I find the mewling of that bear amusing and a fair omen of things yet to pass.

Both fox form Jack and the woman from the glass slumber close by. May Jack find the fates guidance for the coming tests ahead. I for one will wrap myself in Talda's cloak and dream until it is my turn to take the quite watch.



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Losing our way....
We now know how to free Ojanen but we will now need a more deserving lot to take Tessels place. Promising wealth or wisdom will likely do the trick, provided we either clear the way of the spider or find an "easier" path.

But now we need to find two!

This place is full of traps for the too curious or greedy. Sometimes I think my friends and companions have too ample supply of both. Still it is not hard to understand why servants of the unnamed one would seek shelter here. From what we can here from their muffled shouts it seems that our two mages and our soft footed burgler have found another "jar" to be pickled in.

If what we heard is true perhaps a more unwitting "living" creature might serve to free the one the magic will supposedly retain. Perhaps a rat might do. If the spider weren't so clever perhaps she might be duped into a different web.

We will need strength to do the Mother's will. Our follies seem to be only removing available vessels for her strength.



Session: Sezraken the Mad! - Wednesday, Sep 12 2012 from 5:00 PM to 8:00 PM
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Jack's Blessing


We had a bargain with the knights. Hold the sword to its lawful use for the a few lesser favors plus the promise of the return to life of one of us should we need it. Jack needed it. Jack respected the Mother to a degree but his magic sprang from forces that I, nor I suspect Jack truly understood. The Mother had held me in check and then let me be a tool of her will.

As we brought Jack's lifeless husk back to the city I pondered the meaning of the events of the last day. As the priests of the temple called upon the God's of other places to return Jack's life in trade for the lives of five criminals I cleared my mind of all but the Mother's meaning. When Jack awoke an omen of her will sat before me. Jack's mind was his but his body was clearly touched by the Mother.
Session: In The Shadows Of Spiderhaunt Spire. - Tuesday, Jul 03 2012 from 5:00 PM to 8:00 PM
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Epic!
Is it Over?
Naked to this place, faced with a heathen alter atop a man made mountain. Capped with a madman chanting to some false hope to Solos or whatever. I closed my eyes and silently called on the Mother to guide me to her will.

I thought the Mother had forsaken me earlier, her presence seems to flow through me. Perhaps she was angered by the heathens false prayers. Bones rise only to seek eternal rest as the Mother fills my mouth with words to command them. She blessed the half man so he might not die through my hands.

It seems Adric remembers her as his arrows made quick work of the heretic. Then with the quick recovery of our possessions taken from us as a sacrifice came to my hand an unholy vessel. I doused it with holy water and then with one swing of the grand daughter's blessed mace Tessel spilled the vile contents, the corrupted soul of what I would soon learn was the dead wizard atop the alter.

When the dead wizard began to emerge Jack ran, yelling "Lich, its a Lich, run!" Tessel followed Jack. But the Mother's will has strange ways of showing itself. Our travels have taken us to many an odd place, the Mother's will seems to me to be leading us. So let Jack and Tessel run.

Adric, the half man, the elf woman and myself steadied ourselves to meet our fate. I thought about running too but only with the others. If this is where I joined the great pack so be it. The elf woman had her life drawn away by the dead wizard, stealing a moment more for him at the cost of another. Still her sacrifice may have allowed us to rally. It truly must have been the Mother's will in the next few moments.

What should be dead needed to be convinced to finally give into death. Where the bound bones seemed to know the truth of the words the Mother inspired, this dead wizard gave little heed at first. But through the Mother's blessings guiding the arrows and blows of sword while her wards blunted the wizards fading magic it, whatever its name was, is now but a devil's plaything.

With it finally accepting death, so it seems this vault will as well. Fitting for such a corrupted use of the Mother's gifts. Adric, the half man and I now dash to the place where Tessel and Jack were last seen before we are claimed by the falling stones. If she were not being entombed by the falling stone we might have used the bargained resurrection for our new elven companion. From what I know of her people she has left this world far too soon. Lets hope we will not join her where ever this portal takes us.
Session: Pyramid Top Showdown! - Wednesday, Jun 20 2012 from 5:00 PM to 8:00 PM
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