Upon their descent into the Dry Land warehouse basement, Cranzalar, Vi, and Uzi encountered several shrines to a whole host of outlawed gods – along with several dedicated to demon lords and archdevils, as well as the Lords & Ladies of the Fey. Cranzalar got a holy symbol of Eadro; a metal shell with a spiral pattern.
After disarming the security measures leading to the vault, the party came across a number of Cultists, and attempted to persuade them to leave – cajoling them with promises of coffee and biscuits, lifting up giant crabs, and declaring that they were the boss now. It seemed to go quite well, but only because of Vi’s first use of the Mask of the Mind Spider. She calmly Suggested that the cultists leave and find those nice biscuits upstairs in the warehouse full of deadly, cursed objects.
The Cult of the Flood was attempting to breach the warehouse vault by burrowing into it with a massive jellyfish that could transmute matter into brine, which was being overseen by a mysterious man with illusory smoke hiding his face and a pair of black antlers. He teleported away, but not before setting the Jellyfish on Cranzalar. An attack from Uzi broke his concentration, dropping his spell and revealing his face – a face Vi recognised as that of her eldest brother.
The Jellyfish proved quite a challenge, surviving massive spells, a hit from a collapsing pillar, and even managing to drop Vi as it turned chunks of her into brine. Cranzalar mustered up the last of his holy power in an act of desperation, and fuckin’ vaporised the thing before healing Vi.
And there was a hole in the wall of the vault. The party decided they should investigate before just leaving, and found that inside were racks upon racks of frozen Dragonborn eggs…
What a T W I S T !
