Monday, November 14, 2016

[WFRP 2e] Renegade Princeps 39

My PC
Vaervenshyael - Female Elf Assassin

My companions
Tankred "Silver Bear" Tenneckermann - Human Artisan/Mercenary/Champion
Wilhelm Hechland - Human Pistoleer/Engineer/???
Doctor Johann Wilhelm Woeller - Human Physician

Key NPCs

(Previous Notes)

Vaervenshyael noticed Wilhelm asking around town about where the witch had lived. He was not having any luck, so she offered to show him where she had purchased the poison from the witch. It was a hovel set into an alleyway. Behind the hovel was an old, burnt building with barely discernible owl reliefs. Word on the street was a temple to Verena had burned down a few months ago.

The witch burning was a success. Each member of the party was off doing their own thing. Vaervenshyael was mingling when she heard Tankred yelling from the dock area. She caught something about the water rising and rats in the streets.

At the same time, the burning witch on the pyre looked up and gasped. She looked directly at Vaervenshyael and mouthed something. The rats entered the common area. Up overhead, a grey, fiery ring surrounded Morrslieb.

Vaervenshyael drew her secreted daggers and leaped upon the fallen pillar to view the chaos. She saw Tankred in a chase after...Wilhelm? Vaervenshyael ran after the champion.

The two found Wilhelm burning the witch's home. They talked him into returning to the inn to fetch their belongings, including the horses tied up in a stable with the waters rising.

With their belongings and horses, but without being able to find their retainers, the party headed toward the burning pyre, which was slowly being snuffed out by the waters. They were ambushed by a ghoulish beast. Vaervenshyael was surprised and barely able to rake it across the head with her rapier. Tankred was better prepared and sliced the beast from groin to clavicle. Wilhelm shot the beast through its gut and out its back, felling the monstrous form of the burned witch.

Saturday, October 22, 2016

[WFRP 2e] Renegade Princeps 38

My PC
Vaervenshyael - Female Elf Assassin

My companions
Tankred "Silver Bear" Tenneckermann - Human Artisan/Mercenary/Champion
Wilhelm Hechland - Human Pistoleer/Engineer/???
Doctor Johann Wilhelm Woeller - Human Physician

Key NPCs
Imaltrude - Female Knight and new ruler of Sulzerberg.

(Previous Notes)

The party arrived in Sulzerberg. The plinth was still toppled, never having been righted after the events that had caused it to fall. The many billboards from the plinth area had been collected to make what looked like fuel for a bonfire...or a burning.

The news from town is that they had found a witch, and they were going to burn her. She reportedly controlled dogs which foamed at the mouth. Imaltrude herself had hauled the woman out of an alley.

We stabled our horses in the very building where the witch was being held. All of us, excepting Tankred, stopped to look down the rustic oubliette holding the witch. Johann began questioning her intently, as he is wont to do.

The witch looked up, stated she recognized the elf, and spat a nasty wad of phlem out of the pit. Johann and Wilhelm were interested in how Vaervenshyael knew a witch. In a momentary air of companionship, she broke down her secretive facade and relayed the message of buying her poison from this very woman the last time the party was in town. The locals were very intolerant when Vaervenshyael had been asking about poison, and she didn't want word to spread that she knew the woman. This kind of trouble could delay the party's progress by days.

The humans wanted to argue about how to handle the witch, when the stableboy returned to see them standing over the hole. He made it known they were not supposed to be anywhere near the witch. Vaervenshyael made a snap decision, and cried out "she's casting a spell on us!" She then flipped open the grate, and jumped down into the hole. She asked the old woman "do you want this done quickly, or drawn out?" The old woman spit at the elf again, and Vaervenshyael ran her through the heart with a dagger.

The stableboy started an uproar that attracted the innkeeper. He ran outside, furious at the party for being anywhere near the witch. Vaervenshyael threw back her hood, stepped into the innkeeper's face, and told the man the witch had been casting a spell. Her very body language dared the man to argue with her.

The innkeeper and the rabble backing him up were sufficiently cowed. Vaervenshyael left them her story and the dead body, and she turned her mind to other things.

Monday, October 17, 2016

[WFRP 2e] Renegade Princeps 37

My PC
Vaervenshyael - Female Elf Assassin

My companions
Tankred "Silver Bear" Tenneckermann - Human Artisan/Mercenary/Champion
Wilhelm Hechland - Human Pistoleer/Engineer/???
Doctor Johann Wilhelm Woeller - Human Physician

(Previous Notes)

The party was tasked with traveling from Padua-on-Avon to Barak Varr to retrieve a power stone disguised as a talisman once hanging from a sheik's staff of office.

Before leaving, Vaervenshyael commissioned Wilhelm to make her a pin ring, which would allow her to discreetly deliver the poison she had acquired in the previous sitting. Since Wilhelm lacks in simplicity and not imagination, the ring turned out to be a little more than she had asked for*. However, when unattached from it's accessories, the ring will work as she desired.

Also before leaving, there were reports from woodsmen who work in the east that Ubain may be mobilizing for potential battle. There was no time to waste if Padua wanted to be able to defend itself. The party left for Karak Varr.

They were able to camp outside the wall of Lauderberg. In the night, zombie forms shuffled into the party's vicinity. Vaervenshyael added three zombies to her extensive kill history.

*Wilhelm decided to attach a hose to the ring. It was a tiny hose that would thread up Vaervenshyael's arm to a reservoir kept in her armpit. In this reservoir could be kept more poison than she would ever use...or lamp oil if she wanted a mini flamethrower...because who doesn't?

Monday, October 10, 2016

[WFRP 2e] Renegade Princeps 36

My PC
Vaervenshyael - Female Elf Assassin

My companions
Tankred "Silver Bear" Tenneckermann - Human Artisan/Mercenary/Champion
Wilhelm Hechland - Human Pistoleer/Engineer
Doctor Johann Wilhelm Woeller - Human Physician

(Previous Notes)

The party returned to Sulzerberg. Vaervenshyael decided to lay low due to her last botched attempt to find poison in the town. Neither her nor Wilhelm were able to find gunpowder. She did, however, get a lead when buying some throwing knives. Vaervenshyael was directed to an alleyway where a crazy old lady with rabid dogs sold poison. (My elf now carries fantasy rabies.)

Mathilda became the default leader of the town, officially sword in while the party recuperated. Gurdy became an adviser and was made a diplomat to Padua. Vaervenshyael suggested a formal accord be signed, and then she sent a pigeon to Padua with the news. "Achieved objective. Alliance with Sulzerberg. Will return ASAP."

The party made an uneventful 5 day trek back to Padua. There, Maximillian, the Master of the Horse, greeted the party and bid them quick respite before convening at the town manor with the prize. 

At the manor, Azmir performed a ritual to disassociate Wilhelm from the latest talisman, the one of lust. Azmir's spellcasting made everyone's pants fall down. Belts unbuckled or just plain rotted off. Maximillian also made the stunning announcement that they knew where all the talismans were. Next the party would have to travel to Barak Varr.

Monday, September 12, 2016

[WFRP 2e] Renegade Princeps 35

My PC
Vaervenshyael - Female Elf Duellist

My companions
Tankred "Silver Bear" Tenneckermann - Human Artisan/Mercenary/Champion
Wilhelm Hechland - Human Pistoleer/Engineer
Doctor Johann Wilhelm Woeller - Human Physician

(Previous Notes)

Tankred was looting bodies. A door opened to the east. In flowed a smell of heavy incense. Out walked a chiseled, naked man, taller than the large Champion. The party stared in awe at the perfection of form, be it man or elf. The form was the exact image of Abdul Al Shar. The man's eyes were pitch black, without pupils. Vaervenshyael felt goosebumps run up her spine. Al Shar laid a claim on all those present. Tankred responded with his sword.

Vaervenshyael was hesitant to strike at the perfection of Al Shar, but she knew her mind was being manipulated. She slid under the large dining room table beside Abdul and thrust her rapier into the man's leg.

The man turned from his battle with Tankred and threw the dining room table into the wall to the north. Vaervenshyael yelled "We work for Prince Ludovic!" and trust her rapier up into the man's head. Tankred struck a blow to the beast as well.

The perfect human skin of Abdul Al Shar peeled off the creature like melting wax. A demon, hideously formed underneath screamed in frustration before disappearing back into the realm of chaos. From what anyone could tell, the horror was finally over.

Wilhelm was the one to find the talisman that had been hanging off Demon Al Shar's neck. It took the form of a necklace, though the party was familiar enough with the talismans to know that was probably not its true form.

A party, weakened from days of fighting and waning adrenaline, climbed up the chimney in the previous room to find themselves back on the surface. They had survived, found the talisman, and rescued a prisoner.

The lust clinging to the talisman soon made itself evident, as Wilhelm and Johann began making advances toward Matilda. They were able to make it back to Sulzerberg without incident.

Friday, September 9, 2016

[WFRP 2e] Renegade Princeps 34

My PC
Vaervenshyael - Female Elf Duellist

My companions
Tankred "Silver Bear" Tenneckermann - Human Artisan/Mercenary/Champion
Wilhelm Hechland - Human Pistoleer/Engineer
Doctor Johann Wilhelm Woeller - Human Physician

(Previous Notes)

"Well," Johann begins, "I think I may be able to speak to her. She speaks a somewhat rough Arabic, perhaps communication may not be out of the question." Johann thinks a moment then continues, "While she is distracted perhaps the rest or even just one of you can find what it is that she guards."

Vaervenshyael: "I'm the one most likely able to sneak in quietly." Vaervenshyael even took the cotton out of her ears so as to hear what is going on better.

Vaervenshyael sneaked into the lair using her Concealment and Silent Move skills. The giant turned to notice. Johann stepped out and started talking to it, distracting it from the elf. Distractions did not work, and Tankred had to enter with his sword swinging.  Wilhelm freaked out and filled a boot with all the party's remaining gunpowder. It was set to explode and sent toward the giant's gaping maw.
The dead giant landed atop Tankred.

The party helped free Tankred from under the giant's girth. Then they set about seeing to each other's injuries. In the chests were bones and hanks of half eaten food. There were also some gems the party stashed in their belongings (or did one of the party tuck them away secretly? I forget.)

There was a plaque behind the throne. "Presented as tribute from the dwarves of Barak Varr," which was quite confusing to all present.

Patched up, the party entered the rowboats again. To be safe, they checked the waterfall to the east. Fresh, clean water flowed seemingly out of nowhere, pouring from solid rock. The only way for the party to travel was west out of the lake.

The river curled to the north and ended on a beach with two rowboats. There were some bloody tracks running south and north to a door. The party followed the tracks south to find a crazy woman marching a captive around a small island. She took the party to be gifts from Al Shar and came after them. She was dispatched with extreme prejudice. The prisoner was rescued and clothed. Her name was Matilda, and she was one of Rosehilda's knights.

Behind the door to the north was an entry room, complete with a fire and natural chimney. To the east sat 4 of the missing female knights of Sulzerberg, completely in the thrall of someone they called Abdul Al Shar, the missing prince. There was another battle.

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

[WFRP 2e] Renegade Princeps 33

My PC
Vaervenshyael - Female Elf Duellist

My companions
Tankred "Silver Bear" Tenneckermann - Human Artisan/Mercenary/Champion
Wilhelm Hechland - Human Pistoleer/Engineer
Doctor Johann Wilhelm Woeller - Human Physician

(Previous Notes)

Wilhelm watched Tankred disappear through a hole in the floor. Wilhelm went next. Left in the dark, Vaervenshyael followed their motions as best as she was able.

She fell on top of Wilhelm. They were all on a landing jutting out into another lake area. Attached to the landing were rowboats. To the north and south were beaches. To the east was a waterfall. On the landing was a statue with a black orb in its hands. Above was a text in an unknown language. The doctor translated it to "farewell."

The party rowed to the north beach. It was narrow, with nothing remarkable around but cave wall. Johann spotted light from around doors on the southern beach. The party headed that way in the boats.

Partway across the underground lake, ghouls sprang up from the water and attacked. Vaervenshyael drew her weapons and swashbuckled while Tankred kept the boat from tipping over. She was scratched quite viciously down the back of the scalp. The doctor wanted to shave her hair off in order to treat the wound. She decided to braid her hair around the laceration instead to keep the wound closed.

The doctor treated everyone's wound when they reached the platform outside the backlit doors. The party heard a rough voice coming from the other side of the door, along with heavy footsteps.

Opening the door, they were able to see a line of columns splitting a long hallway in two. Pacing around the columns was a naked, scarred, female giant. The party's senses were assaulted with body odor and offal. The giant was talking to herself in corrupted Arabic. At the far end of the room was a large throne on a dais. There were some large chests on the east side of the room. The party could see no other exits.