ToA: Session 15

Forest ghosts and welcoming toasts
After the D-squad dispensed some jungle justice to a few ghoul followers of The First among Men, they quickly decided to urge on. Port Nyranzaru was so close!

Soon they could see the jungle clearing and feel the salt in the air. As they were about to clear the jungle and head onto the first road they had seen in months, they felt a change come over the jungle. As if the jungle was unable - or unwilling - to let them go. From the threshold between the jungle and the river delta - where they could just about make out the shapes of Port Nyranzaru; there strode a giant.

Tall and fierce, with a hunting spear and a panther head.

With a mighty roar the giant cleaved a shimmering path with one mighty sweep with the spear. Deep orbs of gleaming amber looked down on the D-squad.

"Fargus" spoke the giant. "Godslayer". "Serpent hunter". "Son of Xen'drik, by your grace I will allow passage out of the jungle".

The panther-god of the jungle steps aside. You escape from the jungle.

Before Benevar disappears back into the realm beyond, the panther locks eyes with Fargus. A deep howl echoes across the threshold as Benevar raises the spear in a final salute.

Sending spells and ringing bells
Shaking off the somewhat odd exit from the jungle, and downplaying the significance of it all, to make sure none of it goes to Fargus' head, D-squad makes it into the Port proper. Soon the smells and sights of the jungle are replaced by jarring colors and the smell of salt and spice.

Sharing a cool refreshing round of fermented tea - courtesy of the local House Cannith workshop - Daedalus recaps the conversation with Syndra.

"D-squad. Docking in port nyranzaru. Looking for a review of current projects. Will be in Xen’drik for 3 weeks. Bring stories. Will pay. Syndra."

"Close to Fort Belurion but will avoid it. Will return post haste. Should be back within time scale."

You quickly arrive at the conclusion that you should make your presence known. Perhaps Syndra can even be of assistance in gathering new supplies, not to mention arms and armour.

The shapes of serveral large airshiups casts an omnious shadow on Port Nyranzaru. The presence of the Khoravar elite always makes the merchant princes uncomfortable. Maybe its better to make your presence known to Syndra in a more subtle way.

Lizardman bets and riding pets
Giving D-squad his best lizard smile Ibnin seems genuinely happy to you again. Whether this is because of his winning bet or your winning personalities you are not certain of. One thing you are absolutely certain of, is that the pack lizards you left have been sold a few more times to other unsuspecting adventures. Hell, they don't even look the same.

However as all your gear is still there - you are not sure how much fuzz you want to make...

Nevertheless Ibnin leans back and pulls out a Lho-Stick. "so which one of you smoothskins came closest to dying?"