Having returned from the City of Brass, the Party got back to work on the whole… kill the Royals business.
After securing their passes for the upper tiers, and some consultation with Bailiff – turns out the Dragonborn eggs have begun to wobble, so they need to get fishing right away – Cranzalar, Vi, and Firuzeh made their way upwards.
They secured disguises from a bunch of weirdoes, and then flew upwards on their brand spanking new Carpet of Flying.
Landing on a plateau atop a tower used for displays of Royal magic, they found themselves privy to a broadcast of sorts being sent out by Mavi, assuring citizens of Floodwall that they were shoring up the city’s defense against the tide.
Uzi Detected Magic as he cast whatever it was, and learned that Mavi was using enchantments on the populace for presumably nefarious purposes.
‘We need to put a stop to this,’ said Cranzalar.
‘Sure no problem,’ said Uzi, and conjured up a tidal wave to sweep the Royal and his guards from the tower. Those that managed to survive the water didn’t survive the Cranzalar that followed.
Death didn’t take on Mavi, of course, and the Party made a hasty getaway on the carpet, only to crashland atop a mansion on the Privilieged Tier. Like IDIOTS.
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