Floodwall Sessions 22-23-24: Going Underground

I’ll try and keep it brief, ‘cause I’m condensing three sessions into one post. (Later, Alex will only write recaps when at least 3 sessions have passed)

                In the aftermath of the Masquerade, Cranzalar had come back from the dead. Doing so had a few side effects – he no longer needs to eat or sleep, for example, and he technically doesn’t count as a living creature for certain spells. On the larger scale too, it seems that Cranzalar was the only worshipper of Eadro left, and since his death, his belief no longer shaped the god as it had before.

                Bringing back Cranzalar was Eadro’s last act before succumbing to the prayers of the Cult of the Flood, and fully becoming the Leviathan.

                The party decided it’d be wise to try and deal with what might be lurking underneath Floodwall, as they’d done in the tower on the Plane of Life. Hopefully, they could head off whatever the Cult was planning, and save Cranzalar’s God.

                After taking some time for research and supplies – obtaining information and trinkets from Nico Tippler and her dog-drawn market – they made their way down through the sewers and to one of the old stone doors Firuzeh had passed many times when she was younger.

                Figuring out how to get in, they found their way to an ongoing ritual around a sealed trap door, with hundreds of members of the Cult of the Flood gathering to take part. The three decided they needed to stop this no matter what, and waded in to battle. Vi even ended up using the Scroll of Foresight they’d kept, allowing her to see ghostly fore-images of events a few seconds in the future.

                Unfortunately, they didn’t have an exit strategy, and there were too many cultists to cut down (I really think it would’ve gone smoothly if you hadn’t been dealing with high-level casters to counter stuff).

                Despite putting a stop to the spell, and keeping the seal, well… sealed, the three were overwhelmed by sheer numbers and dogpiled by cultists. As the remaining two ritual leaders approached, knives in hand, Cranzalar mustered up a last-ditch well of divine power, and brought down a Guardian of Faith.

                It swept through those holding the party, and with a combination of their magic, the Vi, Uzi, and Cranzalar fled the chamber with the Cult in pursuit. Out of nowhere, a razor sharp spinning chakram flew over the party – with them only managing to avoid it thanks to Vi’s Foresight – and took out those leading the chase. And another figure entered the fray.

                Zelena, the jacked-as-fuck Royal with the green skin and bull’s horns, had seemingly followed the party down into the underground. But she leapt over them, pulling a greatsword from thin air, and just went to town on the Cult.

                In a gesture that was incredibly important, while watching from the wings, Vi foresaw a massive blast of magic about to slam into Zelena, and despite her being a Royal, she chose to warn her.

                After some shenanigans, and realising that Zelena hadn’t followed the party, she was just dungeon delving, Cranzalar fully utilised the opportunity that Vi’s warning of Zelena had created… by just, sort of, uh… being like ‘Hey, I’m Cranzalar, it’s cool to meet you.’

                And now, the party and Zelena have crashed down through the seal that the Cult were trying to get through, blown up a small horde of Beholders, sailed down an underground waterfall, and spent the night in a conjured caravan.

                Also, Uzi learned some pretty important shit regarding Tieflings – they can’t breed with other species. Zelena had tried before. And interbreeding was definitely off the table. Zelena had attempted other methods, but none of that had worked out.

                And Moss the Weasel is still in the Feywild, but he’s on his way back.

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