Session 2: Tomb of the Necrodancer

At 0400 the party meets with Tsira and Nalu at the main gate. The sun has yet to rise, the air is still cool.

"Glad to see you all managed to wake up after drink so much last night. It's about two and a half days to the forest, make sure you keep yourself hydrated. Even though Nalu is guiding you, be wary of whatever the Kamatayan throws your way.

Valrakas is given a flask that has the label "eel essence". It's supposed to electrify anything it's rubbed on, but there's only enough for a single use.

Tsira hands Rhograx a small, carved statue of a humanoid figure with gouged out eyes. It can record and replay a few seconds of noise. Don't look at it directly for too long, and keep it covered up.

Kyros gets an enchanted net that will lodge itself into a target when the command word is spoken. It's large enough to cover a medium sized creature, and is strong enough to hold a person or two. The enchantment is shoddy, and will wear off after one use.

Finally, Qiora receives a small, sticky ball of tar. It'll summon a pit wherever it is thrown.

"The last party took all the good stuff, these are the last magic items that we have in stock. It'd be nice to find a new supplier, but all the wizards in this desert probably got eaten already. While you are out there remember to do good, fight better, and be the best looking!

With that, the party exits and the gate closes. The morning air is still cool, so there's time to discuss what your game plan will be.

Kyros arrives stop on 0400 an stands as close as he can while staying at the back of the group.

"thank you"

Valrakas sniffs the flask's contents, then quickly stoppers and stows it. "Well, what're we dawdlin' around fer? Lez go!""

Qiora is dressed for desert travel, wearing loose robes of a light color and a shawl that can be wrapped around her head and face. Her pack is full of travel supplies and extra garments, and her violin case is attached. A flute and olifant hang from her belt, treated like weapons just as much as the sling and bullets on the opposite side.

"Kyros, was it?" asks the halfling, turning to face the tiefling skulking in the back. "I'm sorry for not being there when you were introduced; gate duty doesn't leave room for much socialization. What is it you do?" Qiora holds out her hand in greeting.

"Yes, work is very good," Qiora nods in agreement. "But, seeing as how the four of us will be on our own for quite some time as we venture into an unknown forest-slash-jungle looking into an unknown terror that plagues the fey... well, it'd REALLY help if we knew what you do; what you're good at."

"Ah! Wonderful!" claps Qiora. She is obviously pleased with the revelation. "You can head up front with our esteemed guide, Nalu, and ensure that our path is without hindrance."

The halfling turns to the minotaur, her conversation with Kyros at an apparent end. "Valrakas, dear, how's your head?"

"Say, Nalu," begins Qiora, "you mentioned that you were one of the few that were immune to the spores of myconids. Do you know why?"

Valrakas rubs his head. What the hell is Qiora on about?! He hears her ask Nalu a question. The minotaur waits for the sprite to answer.

"Does that stand to reason that others in your community that stay close to the ground are also immune?" Qiora continues. "No one has become infected or exhibited... er, whatever symptoms you've observed?"

Qiora is content to converse as they travel. She remains close enough to be heard, but not so far ahead as to interfere with the guidance of Nalu and Kyros.

Rhograx looks at the small carving for a second and chills go up his reptilian spine. He quickly wraps it in leather and puts it in a side pocket.

"Sorry for the delay, the carving held my attention. I'm ready when you guys are. Maybe a song for the road?"

Rhograx starts to play a little melody, called when Valrakas comes marching home.

"Have any of the cleaning familiars or animals become infected?" Qiora asks. Clearly she is trying to figure out some working theory on the myconid threat and possible countermeasures.