Chapters 1, 2, and 3

Ploopploopeen shakes his head, "We need at least a few of you, or it won't seem like a sincere offering. The more we have as bait, the better. And being outside the city will make it too difficult to find your way in once we strike. Once battle is joined and we've killed my daughter, the rest of her people should give up. Fast and bloody, it will be."

"We could possibly enchant you with minor illusions to hide your true identities and you could hide amongst the crowds. Would that be sufficient?"

Sarith looks very unhappy about this whole thing, while Stool looks as terrified as a mushroom can. You all hear a voice in your head, which you recognize as Stool ::Where do you want me to be?::

"I'll be in the crowd, thank you very much," Sarith says.

"I should be able to blend in with the crowd, though i won't be any help in a fight," Shuushar speaks up.

With that, Ploopploopeen and his entourage take their leave, "We will be back soon," he says.

"I see no reason why he should not. You will be heroes to my people," Shuushar confirms.

Stool settles in next to Hunter for a rest. Soon he is sleeping soundly.

Jimjar yawns and lays his head down on a nearby rock, "I'm going to take a nap. Wake me when they get back, will ya?"

Ploopploopeen returns a couple of hours later, supplies in hand. In the hands of one of the Kuo Toa, Elfog sees a very familiar greataxe, which the creature hands over wordlessly. You recognize it instantly as the axe that your clan leader gave to you. Another one walks up to Hunter and hands her a staff to use as an arcane focus. To Soliin he hands a small crystal with what appears to be fog inside of it.

"This is the best that we could do on short notice, I hope it is sufficient," the archpriest says as he returns, then turns to Soliin, "Smash this on the ground and it will release a large cloud of smoke."