Zyn dashes forward again mentally readying himself for melee with the wizard (dashes 60').
Lola moves so that she can better look at the cartwright and the enemy spell caster. "Who is this Elder Elemental Eye? That's not a story I've ever heard passed around."
Falwin asks his own question.
"What about the fire cult? Can you tell me where it is? I'm looking for one of their leaders, a tiefling named Vanifer".
"Sume, Ao, Corellon, Mystra, bloody Bahamut--no one just goes by a title. What's this god's name?" Lola asks. "What do those in the know call it?""You wouldn't! The other gods banded together in ancient times to bind him away where he could not destroy them. They, the gods and their followers, don't want you to know he exists. But, when he's freed, he will elevate the Prince who releases him to God Hood and they will be given domain over the material."
Zyn nods in acknowledgement, his mind currently busy spinning over the revelation and the plans that might be needed for this new aspect of the mission."Sounds like your mark's probably found her way to these flying knights that there's been rumors floating around about," he says to Zyn, before looking over at Larrakh now.
Lola glances toward the others and the cartwright. "The whole incomprehensible name thing is the way that these theatric lot try and hide the fact that they don't know the name," she says.
"His name isn't a Power Word, it's just unknown to you." Lola points her wand at him, leveling on his face. She's standing at a great enough distance that she's having to speak loudly just to make herself heard.
"At least we got something out of this madness. I'm finding information on the dwarves settlement that Callen and I went to speak with Lord Roaringhorn about and it would appear that Gara's vision brought us all together with good purpose--there's too much coincidence for it to be otherwise," Lola says.
She then shrugs and glances around. "What are we going to do with them? And, oh wait! Where is Baragustus?"
Falwin approaches the other guy, the one they saved from the falling rock.
"So... you. What is your story anyway? Why was Rocky Underwear trying to drop a boulder on your head?"
Callen sheathes his shortsword and dagger on his belt, leaning against one of the monolith stones as he folds his arms over his chest. "Sounds like your mark's probably found her way to these flying knights that there's been rumors floating around about," he says to Zyn, before looking over at Larrakh now. The idea of keeping him alive cause his hand to shake subtly -- with the adrenaline of the battle through his nerves and fear were catching up to him. Biting down on a curled finger, he considers the situation with care.
"He's liking holding some information back...in order to remain useful. While I definitely don't trust him...anyone that's willing to help us attack the Sacred Stone Monastery and maintain a foothold there is likely a logical ally to have...at least for the time being." He turns to the priest. "Wouldn't helping us defeat the Mud Mage hurt your chances to get closer to your 'god' or whatever? There's no guarantee we can trust you..."
Lola undoes the ribbon in her hair, letting it fall down around her shoulders and then carefully begins to put it back up into its bun. "Yes. Yes. I'm not a fan of killing in general, but now that he's talked and not tried to tackle us or whatever it would feel especially odd to just murder the chappy."
She shakes her finger at him sternly after this. "Besides, maybe you can make us see this elemental eye thing's glory and what not? Wouldn't that be minted? Maybe we'll even go an outing to bond as friends and figure out this its name."
On the way out we'll release Grund, since Falwin wanted to recruit him and all. But also because Lola did make him go in there under the promise that she would let him free.
Zyn nods in acknowledgement, his mind currently busy spinning over the revelation and the plans that might be needed for this new aspect of the mission.
((Sorry, RL stuff has kept me occupied so I haven't been as active here))
Before leaving, Falwin will check the room for any other treasure they may have missed.
Perception: 1d20 (6) + 3 = 9
As they meet the half-orc outside, Falwin will once again try to convince him to join his faction. He will play a sort of ridiculous but hopefully persuasive jingle talking about the riches and glory that can be achieved in Acq. Inc.
Performance: 1d20 (17) + 5 = 22
Advantage: 1d20 (3) + 5 = 8
After finishing, he will once again ask the guy if he would like the job.
Persuasion: 1d20 (2) + 5 = 7