Last week: Yelling at god, flower apologies, ancient sea elf islands, terrifying figures, bone pits, strange amulets, and amateur archaeology.
The party splits up, heading to their respective homes. Sharzad goes for a run, and stops by Caradoc’s house. She meets a woodelf named Deirdre and has an awkward conversation with her. She apologizes to Caradoc, and they talk about their family. Caradoc speaks of his sister, who was brave and foolhardy. Sharzad talks about her late brother, who was similar- and lies about his demise at the hands of the emperor. They talk late into the night, and Sharzad takes some time to (poorly) wingman for Riaeki.
Nalia receives an invitation to a university event, and seems very excited to attend. She’s welcomed in to a house that is decorated with many nautically related items. Mystery dives right into asking Nalia about Abjuration magic. (Nalia sits on her hands? Weird.) They speak about new types of counterspells, to redirect magic against an opponent.
I don’t know Mystery and I don’t like him. He’s definitely a secret clown. I swear.
Nalia runs into Margaery, a sea elf. She seems confused that Mystery lives in his house. His name is Larr Xa. Fuck. This seems to scare Margaery- who thinks that Larr Xa is a violent, scary-as-hell pirate. Oh dear.
Afa heads to return an artifact to the temple of Brea. Afa goes to hit on a cute girl. We’re all proud. What a good. The acolyte is confused and Afa gets shot down hard=- until she brings up that the artifact depicts Brea as a sea elf, whereupon the acolyte points out that this may be blasphemy. Still shot down. Oh, Afa.
Riaeki drinks herself to sleep. It’s… bad.
Riaeki turns up hung over. Sharzad hands out flowers (“They’re good luck!”) and gets Riaeki coffee on request. What a nice breakfast. They agree to go see Captain Kenner.
Sharzad tries to get Riaeki to haggle. Sharzad fails. There’s an Entertaining Conversation about Garklins and Man Dolin’s.
It turns out that sea elves are good. Which is nice.
We meet Brendan, a sweet good sea elf boy boy. We asks about meeting someone who can translate ancient sea elf writing. Apparently it’s judgement day.
That means it’s time for trials. Geez. What a red herring.
We hire a boy and go to see Ifee. She is tall and buff and has cool hair. Damn her. Afa greets her! We are all led into her bungalow. She lays out a small meal for us, and we take the time to compare our coin to our collection brought to her by alasharesheiya. Apparently there were ‘before’ sea elves, that were ‘closer to the sea’, but the ‘academics’ say that’s apocryphal. Sharzad is… very awkward. We have a very awkward conversation about the Gods. We talk about our findings, mentioned the island- and Ifee says that the island is Very Cursed. Oh no. The curse is on the island, not visitors. Apparently Bailemor was the seat of the ancients. Something cataclysmic happened, and so the sea elves try not to go. Riaeki speaks of the island, saying that the Stormfather said he’d been at Bailemor and couldn’t return. (oh dear). Kenner’s here! He’s very handsome and bald and a lil’ sea elfy.
We ask about getting a translator to go to Bailemor, and show him the coin. The coin has suggestions of meanings- the intimations of leadership, etc. We ask about getting a tattoo translator, and take out a picture of the Evil Acolyte Guy. For some reason, he’s… familiar to Kenner. Odd. He agrees (out of frustration with Procedure) to join us on Bailemor.
We return to Bailemor on Kenner’s boat. The tattoos were simplified for artistic rendering! Damnit! But he can still read this: A hunter, a warrior, a magic-user, a death/loser, The goddess of war and death doesn’t seem to be represented. Kenner reads a line of dialogue above the carved figures- a series of names. Breadha, Arda Iroth, Carrashul, Maoirithel, Eluannach, Ylethaen. Yleth. Lethaen. God damn it all.
We talk extensively about the gods, history, ancient sea elf empires, legends, and cultural traditions. We ask him to keep it secret, keep it safe. We arrive back at the island, try to tip a tiny boy, and then row back to the island.
We adventure down into the sewers, and meet with an ancient spirit. The gods were not gods once, but then they became gods. It knows of Ylethaen. The gods didn’t usurp, exactly, but they presumed. Afa asks about the methods of becoming a god. The spirit seems to shore up Riaekis belief in the stormfather, in that the Stormfather didn’t… lie, exactly. It warns us that the ‘roots of the bindings run deep’. Sharzad touches the water- it reminds her of the Viriditas. Riaeki is scared stiff. They then retreat from the spirit’s lair, have a bit of a tiff about ‘taunting’ it, Afa is confused why this all took so long, and we all go to the Breaking Wave.
When we get there, Riaeki pounds a drink, then yells, “Anyone here ever been in a shipwreck?” Oh dear. A couple of folks answer, and they get to talkin’. The high elf, the least devout of the group, says she’d had amnesia, but she got better. The gnome tells Riaeki that there’s a support group for whose who were in shipwrecks and lost their memories, and that talking to those you knew before can help cure the ailment. It… doesn’t help. Sharzad buys some nice liquor, and they all go out to the bonfire spot to yell at clouds.
They hang out at the beach, and yell at clouds as at group. Sharzad tries to make friends. Riaeki says they are not friends. It is #awkward. But still, they spend the night bonfiring.