Input: wall, and turns an orb, and as it does, these taut strings, these cables that you saw across different walkways, on each side, all lax, just come to a bowing dangle. on each side, all lax, just come to a bowing dangle. He moves around the middle of the room, to the left hand side. Oh my god! Avoids the main walkway, heads over to the front door. My apologies. Evelyn, I have given some time off. Marcus and Dorian: Wow. Follow me. Follow directly me. Then you watch him walk towards his study on the left, and he avoids the center of each hallway, and occasionally, he makes a shift around, and is very carefully showing you a path to walk. Marcus: Wow. Cedric: This little train. Dorian: Do you think if we paid somebody, he could set it all back up and let us do a trial run? Marcus and Maeve: Uh, yeah. Cedric: I love your gold bricks. He opens the study, opens the door, steps over something in the doorway. Wow. Moves around to the inside, and moves a lever on the left of the thick wall that leads into the interior, and when he moves the lever downwards, something clicks above, and you glance up and you see, and what you haven't noticed the entire time you've been in this room is right above the entryway, there is a trapdoor, and as soon as he does that, you hear the click of something, and the trapdoor shifts upwards slightly. Cool. Derek: Okay. Shifts upward. Aria: This would be a tough house to be in if you were a sleepwalker. Oh boy. You are not wrong. Thankfully, not an issue for me. Please, step inside. We have much to talk about, I believe. I also have to unwrap your gift. My gift? One second. I'm going to lay out the hole. Oh. We brought you something. He walks over, hands to his side. Wonderful. Well done. Well done, all of you. I'll bring the lights down, give more of an interior setup for us here. Ooh, okay. So the fireplace, he goes over and lights up for a moment and it warms the chamber with additional light. Well. There are two ways we can go about this. We can deliver him to the Core Citadel, directly to the wardens, or we can take him to the Chandei Chambers, directly to Mistress Seshadri, who is the one who has been spearheading the investigation and has put up the funds for the bounty on his head. I'll leave the decision up to you. Oh. All I ask is at least if you're going to Seshadri, say that we are friends of her cause. Are there any benefits or drawbacks to either option? Not necessarily. It just depends on whether or not you want to do it on the sly and be an anonymous donator of our package, or bring a bit of pageantry to it, which might bring some coin, but will also bring some eyes. Hmm. Directly to the Citadel, coin. Seshadri, anonymous. No, opposite. No, flip it. Opposite. Reverse it. To the Citadel, it is anonymous. Oh, okay. To Seshadri, coin. Did you get that, Silas? One more time. But Chandei Quorum, that's big, that's fancy, big people, right? That's important folk. That's the anonymous circle that runs the.

Output:
- The group moved through a room where strings became lax and Dorian expressed shock at the situation.
- The DM led the party to a study, where a lever was pulled to reveal a hidden trapdoor above the entryway.
- Inside the study, the DM lit a fireplace and presented a gift to the group, specifically Derek.
- The DM presented two options for handling a package: delivering it to the Core Citadel for anonymity or to Mistress Seshadri for coin.
- The party discussed the implications of each choice, with Dorian confirming that the Citadel option was anonymous while Seshadri's option involved coin.
- Marcus noted that the Chandei Quorum consisted of important folk and the group sought clarification on the "anonymous circle" running it.


Input: to "do it on the sly "and be an anonymous donator of our package, "or bring a bit of pageantry to it, "which might bring some coin, "but will also bring some eyes. Hmm. Directly to the Citadel, coin. Seshadri, anonymous. No, opposite. No, flip it. Opposite. Reverse it. To the Citadel, it is anonymous. Oh, okay. To Seshadri, coin. Did you get that, Silas? One more time. But Chandei Quorum, that's big, that's fancy, big people, right? That's important folk. That's the anonymous circle that runs "the political structure of this city. We might be able to lend, I don't know, curry favor, or maybe they know someone who could help with Sarah? Maybe. That might be the way to go. Have you done any research yet? Do you know? What you're asking for is an extremely rare "and difficult ritual. "The ability to bring someone back from the dead "is a very lauded and sought after technique. "Very few can perform this miracle, "and those that do are very careful and meticulous "with who they do it for. "Otherwise, death would be merely an inconvenience. "In my connections here, I do not have anyone "who is capable of this, but I do have connections that can "possibly get you elsewhere, "should you find someone who can. "I have an old friend in the Parlor of the Collective, "in the Aerie Spire, who owes me a long unclaimed favor. "Her name is Manaia Turei. "She's an overseer of the city spires' lush treescapes "and surrounding infrastructure. "Her fierce sense of justice and strong connection "to nature make her "a trustworthy ally in my younger days. "I've already reached out to her somewhat, "knowing that I may be interested "in calling this debt inward. "I just need to notify her of your intent "to claim what we discussed, "understanding that time is of the essence "when it comes to such rituals. "I fear that the Silver Sun may not be quick enough. What would the nature of this favor be? Translocation, I think. That's really helpful. It sounds like, you said overseer of the treescapes? Parlor of the Collective, Aerie Spire, Manina Trei. Indeed. Manaia. The Parlor of the Collective "is where many of the engineers "and organizers of the town's layout preside, "individuals that maintain the infrastructure of the city. "It is where she works. If I recall, they can absolutely get it done if you have three years to wait. True enough. So she can transport us somewhere in the world, maybe. So she can transport us somewhere in the world, maybe. Perhaps. Okay. That's good to know. We just need to have a destination. I'm feeling more and more like you might be the answer to this. Well, thank you, that's good, but okay. That doesn't really help us right now, unless we need to get to your person or Delilah person. Right. My apologies. No, no-- I can keep looking. It's a huge help. Such miracles on short notice are challenging "for even the most powerful, and well, "I am not of the most "influential of figures, obviously. At some point, we may need some sponsorships, so at the very least, we may ask you for some of that. Well, I am happy to do so. "Beyond whatever bounty may be gathered, "you have done

Output:
- The group debated the merits of bringing a package to the Citadel for coin versus sending it anonymously to Seshadri, eventually settling on the latter.
- They discussed the Chandei Quorum as a major political body that might help with a request regarding Sarah, though the DM clarified the difficulty of the ritual needed.
- The DM revealed a connection to Manaia Turei, an overseer of the treescapes in the Aerie Spire who could potentially perform a translocation ritual.
- It was established that while Manaia could transport the group, the process would likely require a significant wait time or specific sponsorship.
- The players expressed gratitude for the lead but noted that the solution was not immediately available for their current urgent needs.
- The conversation concluded with the DM agreeing to continue searching for resources and the group acknowledging the need for future sponsorships.


Input: That doesn't really help us right now, unless we need to get to your person or Delilah person. Right. My apologies. No, no-- I can keep looking. It's a huge help. Such miracles on short notice are challenging for even the most powerful, and well, I am not of the most influential of figures, obviously. At some point, we may need some sponsorships, so at the very least, we may ask you for some of that. Well, I am happy to do so. Beyond whatever bounty may be gathered, you have done me a great service in helping close the loop of this individual, and with that, I have my own reward for you, as well. Oh! He turns around and heads back to his desk. Ginger snaps! Opens a lower sliding drawer. Explosion, laughter. And TPKs you. Oh! Puts on a mask. Reaches into the drawer, past the drawer, almost into the ground. Oh! With that arm, pulls out a small, iron, locked, like footlocker, almost. Lockbox. Lockbox, essentially, yes. Chuckles. Walks over with the cane, still. Turns the latch open and sets it down in front of this little side table by his large, heavy back chair, and looking inside, you can see that it's just lined with platinum pieces. Ooh! Fuck me. Lord Eshteross, we cannot possibly accept this. It's just not our nature. But that's not the collective we. I can certainly accept this and I think I can speak for almost everybody that I can definitely accept this. Thank you. Very good. Very good. You'll get some copper. It'll be fine. Okay. As for our gopher in the hole-- Yeah. is subtlety better for us, with the kind of eyes we have on us at the moment? I mean, don't we need all the help we can get? The Chandei Quorum is the-- Powerful. most powerful people in this town. But you're saying that that'll bring eyes onto the situation. It doesn't necessarily mean bad eyes. It just means eyes. This is true. All eyes are bad eyes. Yeah. Anonymous doesn't feel quite as interesting as attention, especially if we get to drop Eshteross a little goodie good. That's true. We get to say he's on their side. Mm-hmm. But we'll find out who's corrupt or not. Oh, we'll find out real good. If it means finding someone who has connections, I think it's worth it. Yeah. Yeah, anonymous gets us nothing on that front. Let's make some fucking noise. Make a big splash. Now, I'll make one last pitch, but I'll defer to the group. The people that I want to go to for help, I trust with my life. The people in that circle, I don't know. I would want to talk to your people first anyway. Well, we can. These people said she's busy. Probably not anymore. Five days ago. Okay. Just a tree away. Just a tree away. So what do you want to do? I still like the Chandei Quorum. I mean, I want to go to the Chandei Quorum, but are we going to reach out to the Tempest, force the Tempest again first? Well, we could

Output:
*   The group discussed whether to accept a reward from Lord Eshteross after closing a loop on an individual.
*   Dorian and Marcus expressed hesitation about accepting the platinum-lined lockbox, but Derek insisted on taking it on behalf of the collective.
*   The party debated the strategy of approaching the Chandei Quorum versus remaining anonymous to avoid drawing unwanted attention.
*   Cedric proposed trusting specific individuals in his circle while the group considered contacting the Tempest.
*   The conversation concluded with the group leaning towards making a public splash to find out who was corrupt rather than staying hidden.


Input: I trust with my life. The people in that circle, I don't know. I would want to talk to your people first anyway. Well, we can. These people said she's busy. Probably not anymore. Five days ago. Okay. Just a tree away. Just a tree away. So what do you want to do? I still like the Chandei Quorum. I mean, I want to go to the Chandei Quorum, but are we going to reach out to the Tempest, force the Tempest again first? Well, we could see if she's available and make our decision after that. Sure. You said your friend with her favor could possibly send us on our way? Thank you. I believe so. She has been helpful many years ago in helping me traverse long distances quickly. Mm-hmm. All right. But I'm not the authority. I'm just going with my gut. This tree thing. Does she come to us or do we go to her? Well, I guess it depends. Watching. Sounds like we have two options now, either Eshteross' friend can send us or she can come here. Ooh. Cool. If she's available. If she'll help us. Chandei Quorum. Yeah. I mean, yeah. Or do you want to send out a message first? That's fine with me. Yeah. Yeah. All right. Do you want to do it or do you want-- Oh, all right, sure. Yeah, I'll do it. Although she knows your voice. I'll do it. I'll do it. We're still waiting. We still need your help. Is your business finished? I'm begging you. Lyra is begging you. There is a bit of a concerning pause at first, before she comes through once more. I'm sorry. I believe I'm nearly finished here. I'll see what I can do. I don't fully understand what's being asked. But I'll try. Okay. Does she know how to bring someone back? If she can't, she knows people who can. But I don't want to be too late, so if we need to jump on a different path then we should just do it. She's not so righteous that she would turn us down. No. No. I haven't really trotted this out before but when I lost my family on that day, we tried to save my husband and my father, my father-in-law, and something-- It didn't work. It didn't work. Something about the nature of what they did when they struck didn't work. Oh. But I-- It's the same people. I know. But I'm telling you that the connection between the Tempest and these people in Whitestone-- I don't know, maybe there's someone here who can help, but Sarah was born and reborn over there. So it's the best idea I got. Okay. Oof. Something about how they killed those folk, they couldn't be brought back. But it was the sort of magic that they used or tried to use to bring Will-- Will and my father were cut down and something about the nature of their-- Was it the same spell that I used and Silas used to bring them back that failed? Or was it a different magic? I don't know what you do, Letters. Was it quickly after their-- Yeah. Pretty soon after. And it didn't work? No. Okay. But I didn't see Thull

Output:
- The group discussed whether to seek help from the Chandei Quorum or contact the Tempest to force a resolution.
- Cedric and Marcus agreed to have Maeve reach out to Eshteross' friend, hoping she could send them on their way.
- Maeve contacted the entity, who expressed a lack of full understanding but promised to try her best.
- Cedric revealed a tragic backstory about losing his family and failing to save his husband and father using similar magic.
- The party debated whether the failure was due to the specific spell used by Silas and Marcus or the nature of the magic employed by the attackers.
- They concluded that the connection between the Tempest and the people in Whitestone might offer the best hope for a solution.


Input: how they killed those folk, they couldn't be brought back. But it was the sort of magic that they used or tried to use to bring Will. Will and my father were cut down and something about the nature of their. Was it the same spell that I used and Silas used to bring them back that failed? Or was it a different magic? I don't know what you do, Letters. Was it quickly after their? Yeah. Pretty soon after. And it didn't work? No. Okay. But I didn't see Thull on the ground that day. I saw others like the shadows she had with her. Masked up, dark clad. Well, yeah. I mean, we just keep trying. Do you want to do something now, here? Yeah. I don't want to wait. Let's drop the problem off. See what kind of noise it makes. Find ourselves somewhere to sleep tonight. Can we keep Sarah's body here? There are fewer safer places in the city for her to be. Thank you. Of course. Before we do, I know it's uncomfortable, but this is the best road to getting her back. I'm sure she has stuff that we could use. We'll give it back to her later. It will be funny. She'll laugh. Yeah. Yep. Take it. Take it. I mean, I don't like any of this, but I'll take her Pearl of Power. End conversation. All righty. I'll grab. I will take that vial from around her neck. Okay. I'll grab the immovable rod. Okay. Is there anything else worthwhile other than her personal effects? I think that's all. Unless specified. That's what Borlan. Yeah, okay. That's the list. Okay. If anything else comes up, we can discuss as a team. Has anyone scooped up Pâté? Oh yeah, I have Pâté. Oh yeah. I didn't take Sashimi, but I took Pâté. It's like the OG. Yeah. Well, if indeed Otohan is after you, do we know to what lengths she will go and will the Call? I think great lengths. Yeah. What is it they're seeking? Gwen. Not necessarily. Well, maybe not just you, but certainly you. It almost feels like they're trying to. They're trying to open a gateway or a cage or something. We looked at Ruidus through a very strong telescope and saw what looked like a magical net surrounding it, either keeping something out or keeping something in. Lyra and I both saw on the surface, a city. Hm. Whatever it is, they are strongly connected to its power. It feels like they're trying to release it. The Call is. Yes. Thull is. Thull. As well as some powerful figures. Someone from the Cerberus Assembly in Wildemount. You watch the eyes of your orcish patron open with a look of realization and the first real bit of fear glimmering at the back of his stare, as he sinks into the chair. Oh yeah. They're smuggling that green stuff. Show him. Really? Sure. All of it? Just show him. Fuck. Don't give it to him. I dive into the hole. I grab one of the vials and I grab our case.

Output:
- The group discussed the failed magic used to bring Will and the speaker's father back, noting that Silas and the speaker had tried a similar spell that also failed.
- Marcus and Cedric confirmed that Thull was not present on the ground that day, but masked figures in dark clothing were seen instead.
- The party decided to leave Sarah's body in the city for safety, with Maeve taking a vial from her neck and Derek grabbing an immovable rod.
- Maeve and Derek agreed to take Sarah's Pearl of Power and other personal effects, joking that they would return them later.
- The group learned that Otohan and powerful figures from the Cerberus Assembly were likely trying to open a gateway or cage related to Ruidus.
- After realizing their orcish patron was fearful of the smuggling of green items, Derek dived into a hole to grab a vial and the group's case.


Input: Thull. As well as some powerful figures. Someone from the Cerberus Assembly in Wildemount. You watch the eyes of your orcish patron open with a look of realization and the first real bit of fear glimmering at the back of his stare, as he sinks into the chair. Oh yeah. They're smuggling that green stuff. Show him. Really? Sure. All of it? Just show him. Fuck. Don't give it to him. I dive into the hole. I grab one of the vials and I grab our case. I put one of the potions down and then I open the box. And because I've gone a little too far at this point: I've seen these vials before in Jiana Hexum's house, moving through for quite a while. Huh. Well, if indeed the Cerberus Assembly of Wildemount are involved, then this is far more tangled and dangerous than I had initially imagined. I don't wish to push you any further, involve you in things that may bring about further loss. We're involved. We're being hunted and are going to be murdered. That's being involved. And we're truth seekers. We're seeking the truth. Thank you. Whatever Thull's been doing is a long time in the making, years. Years and years, and anyone in the Grim Verity, anyone who is pulling at the string on this thing and trying to figure out what Ruidus is, are ending up dead like Lumas twins. I think all of us are in too deep to pull out now. Good god. Fuck you, Maeve Gideon. Come on. Wow. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Fucking Beavis and Butt-Head. Yep. Huh huh huh huh huh huh. Oh, oh, I think we're too deep to pull out. Shut up, Beavis. Shut up. No, but seriously. Yeah. Yeah, Ruidusborn. I want nothing more than to destroy her. Yeah, you're going to-- Destroy her pussy. Just-- That's her job. I feel-- I cannot help but feel a vein of guilt that I have-- I hate you so much, Maeve Gideon. Goddamn it. That's a fart in the elevator. There's no escape. You've just got to wait it out. Okay. Oh, we were so close. We were so close. We were so dramatic and lovely. I am sorry. Well, if this so-called Legend of the Peaks seeks to find me, she will. I will not run. There is no safer place than my home. I spent many, many years preparing for just this. As for Hexum, her wealth, her collection has been rumored to be growing these past years, which is odd for an openly retired spinster such as her, sitting on a stagnant fortune. Well. While I have my curiosity certainly piqued, I fear my influence is quite meager when compared to the growing scale of these happenings. But should you be inclined to continue to follow this road, this mystery, you'll have whatever support I can give you. This is more than simple local politics. This is-- This is Exandrian-wide. We just need to get our friend back. Mm-hmm. He said it's Exandrian what? Wide. Exandrian-wide. I see. Well. Indeed. One thing at a time. Do you

Output:
- The party learned that Thull was smuggling green substances and was connected to the Cerberus Assembly in Wildemount.
- Derek retrieved vials and a case from a hole, realizing the items were previously seen in Jiana Hexum's house.
- The group discussed the danger of being hunted and the long history of deaths linked to the Grim Verity and Ruidus.
- Maeve expressed a desire to destroy a specific target, while Marcus and others joked about the situation.
- Eshteross admitted guilt and fear, stating he would not run from the Legend of the Peaks and offering support against the Exandrian-wide mystery.
- The party agreed to focus on retrieving their friend before addressing the broader political implications.


Input: such as her, "sitting on a stagnant fortune. "(sighs) Well. "While I have my curiosity certainly piqued, "I fear my influence is quite meager "when compared to the growing scale of these happenings. "But should you be inclined to continue to follow this road, "this mystery, you'll have whatever support I can give you. "This is more than simple local politics. "This is-- "This is Exandrian-wide." We just need to get our friend back. Mm-hmm. He said it's Exandrian what? Wide. Exandrian-wide. I see. Well. Indeed. One thing at a time. Do you have any-- Oh, sorry. No, go on. Do you have any leftover baked goods? Maybe like your ginger snap cookies or something? I have a batch, but they're probably quite stale. I have not cooked with the expectation "of guests in some time." That's okay. Just, can you keep some with Sarah in case she wakes up and gets hungry? Because she loves your baked goods so much. Just in case? A smile creeps up across his bearded orcish lips and he nods from behind his glasses. I think I can arrange a fresh batch for the morning. Both for her and for you, wherever you're off to. Yes. If we do go to the Quorum, who are we meeting there again? Or how do we gain entry? And it's-- Mrs. Seshadri? Mistress Orlana Seshadri, and you may-- You may say you speak on my behalf as an emissary of good standing, and allyship. Which spire was that? Aerie Spire. The Aerie Spire. Nope, sorry, that was Manaia. Yeah. It's the very top of the Core Spire. It's actually where the ballroom, the ball took place. It is the larger structure there beyond that. There it is. It's Orlana Seshadri. We saw her at the ball. You did. Yeah. Cool. Lord, there's a lot. Okay. You don't happen to have any health potions on you? We got fucked up before we left. Just before we venture out, you know? I didn't know if you had anything in stock. Yes, that's where we're going. Yes. By the way, the cookies are a good idea because it'll smell like you're comfortable at home. We pulled up, it looked a little cold and dark. If you are trying to entice someone into a trap, maybe work on that. Oh, I don't want to challenge people to come find me. If they're coming, they will. Just to warn you, fast. She's very fast. Duplicates. I've heard the legends. Shadow duplicates, very fast. She can bring forth-- Copies? Something. They didn't look like copies of her. She had something on her back, too. I don't hope she comes in here, but if she does, strike her in the back, destroy that thing. She doesn't need to seem to walk to travel. So a lot of your traps, she could just skip over. Hops around a lot. I will make some arrangements tonight. Jesus. As to your request. He walks over to the far corner of the room and he reaches underneath the chair at the desk and pulls out from under it a potion vial that had been-- Dope. -- attached to the bottom of the chair. This dude's house is John Wick'ed out. Mm-hmm. Hands it over to you.

Output:
- The group discussed the growing scale of the mystery, realizing it was Exandrian-wide and required support from the DM's character.
- Aria requested leftover baked goods, specifically ginger snap cookies, to keep for Sarah, which the DM agreed to arrange for the morning.
- Dorian and Marcus confirmed they were meeting Mistress Orlana Seshadri at the Core Spire, noting they had previously seen her at the ball.
- The party shared intelligence about a fast enemy with shadow duplicates and a device on her back, advising the DM to strike the back if she appeared.
- The DM provided a health potion that had been hidden under the bottom of a chair, and Dorian remarked on the security of the house.


Input: She doesn't need to seem to walk to travel. So a lot of your traps, she could just skip over. Hops around a lot. I will make some arrangements tonight. Jesus. As to your request. He walks over to the far corner of the room and he reaches underneath the chair at the desk and pulls out from under it a potion vial that had been attached to the bottom of the chair. Dope. This dude's house is John Wick'ed out. Mm-hmm. Hands it over to you. Thank you. It's a greater potion of healing. Ooh. Whoa. But he can never find his remote. Oh, how sweet it is. There is the trade-off. I put Velcro on all of my healing potions. That's how I put on my shoes in the morning. Somewhere in these boxes, somewhere there's a list of what's in these boxes in one of these boxes. Well, good luck. Thank you. Let me know how it goes. I will... Shadow duplicates. Hmm. We'll be back for our friend soon. Fair enough. Okay. Could we have attuned to the items while we were there? If you'd like to take a short rest and do so, you can, yeah. Yeah. I'm just going to stare. It's so sad, this vial. So sad. No, you put your own blood in it, but when the attunement ends, it turns to ash. So I took what I thought was a vial of blood off of Sarah's neck and it was just a vial of ash. Vial of ash. Uh, that's real sad. It's really sad. Now you have to dump it out so you can put yours in there? I'm just going to put mine into it anyway. Just eat it. Yeah. Did we get a sense of how much platinum was in that box? You have a pretty high passive perception. At a quick glance, it probably looks somewhere in the neighborhood of... close to seven, 800. Damn! Oh shit. Seven? Or 800 platinum. Seven or 800 platinum? Yeah. Wait. Dang. What does that mean? Seven Gs. 8,000 gold. That's a lot! That's a lot of gold. It's not 13,000! He says to no one. Well, the hole is still open unless you've closed it. I have not closed the hole. Now we capitalize on Treshi, we make it an even 20. This is how you run a business. We're going to turn him in to Seshana and we'll get another bounty. Seshandri. Better be more than 13,000. Orana Seshadri. Seshadri. Orana Hama. It's just got to be more than... I can math. Five? It's fine. We're fine. All right. So with your compatriot's body currently under guard in one of the most dangerous fun houses of bladed death you can find this side of Exandria, what would you wish to do now? Take our hole and... Where do you want to put it? Just spread it open at the Quorum. Just spread it open. Yeah. Oh my god.

Output:
- The party discussed trap mechanics and received a greater potion of healing from the Dungeon Master, which was attached to the bottom of a chair.
- Maeve realized the vial she had taken contained ash rather than blood, leading to a humorous conversation about replacing the contents.
- The group discovered a box containing either seven or 800 platinum pieces, sparking confusion and excitement about the value.
- Marcus and the others decided to capitalize on a situation involving Treshi to make an even 20 and planned to turn a target in to Seshana.
- The party agreed to spread a hole open at the Quorum while the Dungeon Master noted the danger of their current location.


Input: than 13,000. Orana Seshadri. Aria: Seshadri. Marcus: (garbled) Orana Hama. Maeve: It's just got to be more than... I can math. Five? Marcus: It's fine. We're fine. All right. So with your compatriot's body currently under guard in one of the most dangerous fun houses of bladed death you can find this side of Exandria, what would you wish to do now? Uh, take our hole and... watching. Where do you want to put it? Just spread it open at the Quorum. Yeah. Oh my god. Dorian: Take your hole and show it off to all these strangers. Maeve: But I do think we should hide. We should get that residuum out of the hole before we bring it over there because... Oh, anything that we can put on it. I don't want Armand to even have access to it, but I don't want them to see it if we open it up. We don't know who's complicit. Yeah. Okay. So you leave the case here? Or what do you do with the? I trust them. Well, it's a bag. Yeah. It's not a case anymore. Oh that's true, yeah. Oh, we put it in a lead box. You have a lead box in there. So it doesn't-- You could put that in me. We're not going to want to. It's not going to dissolve. -- show that to anybody for any reason? I can carry it. No. I swear to you I would give it back. I swear. You can't even say that with a straight face. Just put it in my body. Listen. You all know-- It won't dissolve. -- I'm holding it. How do you know? Because my acid won't do it and also it probably won't get that far deep. Yeah, but you'll just be tonguing it the whole time. (snorts) I won't be tonguing it. My tongue only goes out this way. It doesn't go back down. We should give you an update. A tongue? Aah. I won't. Lead box. I didn't like any of that. You really won't fuck, it really won't do anything? (with a full mouth) Uh-uh. You really want to fuck it? (slurred) No, it won't. All right. I'm perfectly content to-- I mean we could could just keep everything in the hole and once-- before we get there, just-- It's fine. -- pull him out of the hole right before we-- It's going to be fine. You can't talk about it. You've ruined it. (laughs) Shit. Nuh-uh. It's fine. I guess we always got those fucking potions in there. Actually, if we want to separate those out. Oh god, yeah, that's right. Let's hand all those out really quickly. We had a few of those potions. Yeah, we already passed them out. Everybody gets one. There was two left in the hole. Yeah. But we can take those out and leave those with Treshi, or with, fucking hell. Is that the Possibility Potion? Eshteross. Potion of Possibility. Yes, Potion of Possibility. Everyone's got one. I didn't add that. Did I? You should add it now, boy. Yes.

Output:
- The group discussed how to transport a "hole" containing a compatriot's body and residuum, debating whether to hide it or show it to strangers.
- Maeve and Marcus argued about storing the item in a lead box versus putting it inside Marcus's body, with Marcus claiming his acid would not dissolve it.
- The conversation shifted to distributing potions found in the hole, specifically identifying a Potion of Possibility that had been given to everyone.
- Maeve and Dorian confirmed that two potions remained in the hole and debated whether to leave them with Treshi or keep them.
- The DM noted that Dorian should add the Potion of Possibility to the inventory, which Dorian agreed to do.


Input: Actually, if we want to separate those out. Oh god, yeah, that's right. Let's hand all those out really quickly. We had a few of those potions. Yeah, we already passed them out. Everybody gets one. There was two left in the hole. Yeah. But we can take those out and leave those with Treshi, or with, fucking hell. Is that the Possibility Potion? Eshteross. Potion of Possibility. Yes, Potion of Possibility. Everyone's got one. I didn't add that. Did I? You should add it now, boy. Yes. Oh there it is, never mind. I'll take Sarah's. Okay. Then you want to take another one? Sure. Just to have. I will carry a second Potion of Possibility. Do I have a Potion of Possibility? Yeah, everybody's got one. Everyone should have one. Julian should have two, maybe. It's good that I have an extra because then I can throw it in the hole. Julian should have two? Julian is the healer. Healer should have two, in my opinion. Oh. Okay. That's cool. Personally. So then I will not take it. Yeah, you're-- Great. You're the meanest-- So you have two. I have two, one for Sarah. I'm not making you any more lucky. Okay, great. I will destroy all magic items. I figured. Then you have the residuum. Sure. Everything else is just-- Weird shit. Yeah, random shit. Okay. With what you have. Tic Tacs. You fold up the hole. TNT. You head back out into the night of Jrusar. Climbing up the familiar spiral street towards the top of the Core Spire, you pass by the wealthier homesteads that line the heads of the street of this central, wider, rising rock pillar of the city past the numerous people that are finishing out their day's business. Past the clusters of sillgoats that are loudly clacking on the stone as they pull up carts of materials. Eventually, you pass the initial gates that lead into the courtyard to where beyond that, you see the large marble, white light structure and series of halls and domes that make up the Chandei Chambers. As you begin to approach, immediately a cluster of wardens, seeing you stepping into the front portion of the courtyard, begin to approach in a cluster. Four of them begin to walk, hands on the side of their sheathed weapons while one of them looks up from underneath his helmed self, the signature scarf of the warden there across his neck. Hey, who goes there? I guess we should pull him out. No, we're here to see somebody, right? We're here to see Mistress Orlana Seshadri. Alana or Orana? Alana? Orlana. Marcus and Maeve: Orlana. Orlana. Orlana. We come with tidings, secret tidings from Lord Eshteross. Wait here. I will inquire. Walks back a bit while the other guards just keep an eye. They're not getting too close. They're keeping a good 15-foot distance, hands still at the side. They're all reading you and talking amongst themselves and ensuring that nobody makes any aggressive maneuvers. A short time later, the guard returns. The warden looks over. Mistress is curious as to what

Output:
- The group distributed Potion of Possibility items to all players, including Sarah and Marcus, while debating whether the healer, Julian, should carry two.
- Cedric decided to destroy magic items and take only residuum, while others finalized their inventory of potions and Tic Tacs.
- The party traveled back out into the night of Jrusar, climbing the spiral street past wealthier homesteads and sillgoats to reach the Chandei Chambers.
- Upon entering the courtyard, they were approached by a cluster of four wardens who maintained a defensive distance while questioning their presence.
- Dorian announced they were there to see Mistress Orlana Seshadri with secret tidings from Lord Eshteross, causing the guards to wait for permission.
- One guard eventually returned to inform the group that the Mistress was curious about their arrival.


Input: see Mistress Orlana Seshadri. Alana or Orana? Alana? Orlana. Marcus and Maeve: Orlana. Dorian: Orlana. Marcus: ♪ Orlana ♪ Dorian: We come with tidings, uh secret... secret tidings from Lord Eshteross. DM: "Wait here. I will inquire." thank you. Walks back a bit while the other guards just keep an eye. They're not getting too close. They're keeping a good 15-foot distance, hands still at the side. They're all reading you and talking amongst themselves and ensuring that nobody makes any aggressive maneuvers. A short time later, the guard returns. The warden looks over. "Mistress is curious as to what your business is. Being secret or not, she is a busy woman." Maeve: She'll want this. Marcus: Oh boy. Maeve: In his head, he hears: We have her bounty. Marcus: Ooh. DM: They look at each other. "Come with me." The guards turn around. Dorian: Nice! That's slick. DM: And start walking back towards the entrance of the chambers. Other guards you see doing rounds and taking watches around the massive courtyard and the surrounding grounds of, this is now the peak of the spire overlooking now the heavily-misted and moonlit jungle that surrounds the city. Stepping up to it, the guards bring you towards a gate to the right. Not the main open area where the ball took place earlier a number of weeks before, but a side chamber and asks you to wait. As you stand out there, the white light of Catha casting this rim light against the surrounding bushes and small trees, you just think to yourselves for a bit in the silence and you can hear the sound of crickets clacking through the stillness of the night. The occasional wind blowing through before a door opens and you see emerging the familiar sight of Mistress Orlana Seshadri, her long hair streaked with gray wrapped up in an elegant twisted bun, wearing comfortable if very, very nice and flowing purplish evening gown-like robes that have a silver beaded accent to the front and drifting off the back trail of the train. She steps forward along with the guards. "I have been informed that you have come to complete my bounty." Maeve: That is right. DM: "Show me." Derek: Here, now? Marcus: Yeah, do you want to do this in private or quarters somewhere? DM: "There are many people who come saying they are claiming some sort of interests of mine. I do not lead them into my private chambers without any sort of sign of proof or assurance." Maeve: Put him on the ground. Derek: All right, here we go. Aria: That's not a bad idea to make it a bit of a show. Marcus: We're going to show her our hole. Derek: I hop down into the hole. Dorian: You can let her look in. Maeve: Well, you just show the hole. Derek: Oh, well, I was just going to arch him up. DM: After he jumps in, he then holds up Treshi, who's like "(grunts)." She looks over. "(chuckles) Hello, Armand." "Mistress. Hello." "I'm impressed, and you all seem a bit familiar." Marcus: We saw you at a party! DM: "Indeed? Rogue agents? Mercenaries?" Marcus: Truth-seekers. Derek: Thank you. Maeve: Lord Eshteross send his regards. DM: "Hmm. This makes more sense to me now. Very well. Would you like your bounty now or on the morrow?" Marcus: We couldn't possibly-- Derek: Now would be I think preferable. Also, we do have some questions because we are actually trying to collect a few favors which might be more interesting than platinum.

Output:
- The party approached the guards to speak with Mistress Orlana Seshadri after delivering tidings from Lord Eshteross.
- The guards escorted the group to a side chamber near the peak of the spire overlooking the moonlit jungle.
- Mistress Orlana Seshadri emerged from her private chambers wearing elegant robes and demanded proof of their claim regarding her bounty.
- Marcus and Derek demonstrated the bounty by dropping a creature named Treshi into a hole for the Mistress to inspect.
- Orlana recognized Marcus from a previous party and identified the group as truth-seekers rather than rogue agents.
- The group requested to receive their bounty immediately and asked for favors instead of platinum payment.


Input: (grunts). She looks over. (chuckles) Hello, Armand. Mistress. Hello. I'm impressed, and you all seem a bit familiar. We saw you at a party! Indeed? Rogue agents? Mercenaries? Truth-seekers. Thank you. Maeve: Lord Eshteross send his regards. Hmm. This makes more sense to me now. Very well. Would you like your bounty now or on the morrow? We couldn't possibly-- Now would be I think preferable. Also, we do have some questions because we are actually trying to collect a few favors which might be more interesting than platinum, gold or anything like that. Favors are good, but we also have more to share than just this simple bitch. We've seen some stuff. It might go further for you than you've anticipated. Take him inside. We'll deliver him to the Citadel in the morning. But for now, you know where to put him. The guards reach over and grab Armand and and pick him up and you can see his head sunken, sullen, but he's not fighting. He's not bickering. He's not saying much. He's just resigned to his fate and is dragged off back into the chambers directly. I'll never forget you. He was fun. Tell me. Looks at the other guards. They walk a bit away, but they still keep an eye at the perimeter just out of earshot. Tell me, what favors and what information are you speaking of? I think we're only comfortable sharing this because Lord Eshteross seems to trust you. But one of our friends fell in the line of this service. I am sorry to hear that. Yeah, our immediate interest is in restoring her to life somehow. So at the end of all this, we're going to ask you if you know anyone who can help us with that, but before, we're going to share some of this information, right? Everything? The whole download? Can we trust this person? We can trust this person. Eshteross does, maybe? Right? I think it's a little tit for tat. Give some info? Mm-hmm. See how she reacts? Yeah, like dropping the name The Nightmare King. Oh shit. We're talking about Ira? It's already happened. Are you familiar with this nom de plume? I have heard of it before, yes. Though I am not directly familiar. What are you called, by the way? Oh, we're Bells Hells. Bells Hells. Very well. Well, I am disappointed by my two other hires who did not do as good a job as you did, of course. What hires would that be? Yeah, no, this is interesting. Oh wait, we know one of them. She was with us for a second. Oh! Oh. Artana? Artana Voe? Indeed. Yeah, we ran into her down there. Yeah, we crossed paths. She was actually, just so you know, she did a great job. That's true. She got real close. We were just one step ahead of her, but she did a really good job and you should probably praise her for her efforts. I'll be happy to tell her and give her payment in words. For the nearly good job that she did. But I appreciate the candor. That was one, you said.

Output:
- The group, identifying themselves as Bells Hells, negotiated with the Dungeon Master to exchange favors and information rather than immediate payment for the captured Armand.
- They revealed that they had worked with Artana Voe, who had previously been hired by the Dungeon Master but was intercepted by the group.
- The party discussed their desire to restore a fallen friend to life and shared the name of "The Nightmare King" as a potential lead or threat.
- Armand was forcibly dragged away by guards into the chambers, appearing resigned to his fate without resistance.
- The Dungeon Master expressed disappointment regarding the performance of other hires but acknowledged the candor and competence shown by Bells Hells.
- The conversation concluded with an agreement to share further details about their connection to Lord Eshteross and the fallen member of their party.


Input: Artana Voe? Indeed. Yeah, we ran into her down there. Yeah, we crossed paths. She was actually, just so you know, she did a great job. That's true. She got real close. We were just one step ahead of her, but she did a really good job and you should probably praise her for her efforts. I'll be happy to tell her and give her payment in words. For the nearly good job that she did. But I appreciate the candor. Thank you. That was one, you said there was a second? I had many individuals keeping an eye out, yes. Nevertheless, this is a good sign. Perhaps there are future things we could do together. Now this Nightmare King you speak of, I know of his involvement during the Apex War. He was a... figure for hire. Initially playing both sides before aligning briefly with the Stratos Throne and then went missing. Why do you bring them up now? He's around. Still seems to be a floating free agent. Well, he was working with Treshi. Trying to stir up trouble, make an excuse to bring forces into the town. Your big tower explosion, that was him. Just him. 100% him. Yeah. His fault. Yep. I can't believe he would do such a thing. Missing kids. And now he's partnered with some other folks from across the seas. Do you know anything about Otohan Thull? Paragon's Call? Very much so. We've had a few meetings here in recent months. With Otohan herself? At Treshi's behest. Ah. Oh shit. Has she... Been around lately? Not since the last meeting with the Paragon here for the ball. Have they sunk in any roots? No. Insight check. Make an insight check. Ooh. Nice. Nice, Silas. Wiggle that tail. Aw. 13. 13. That's better than 10. She keeps a very hard exterior and the words she chooses carefully, as befitting a politician of much experience. But you get the sense she's not necessarily lying. Kind of hard to read, you know? But she looks to you for a minute and looks across to the rest of you. The Paragon Call's interests here were put on a halt when Treshi's deception was discovered. So-- No wonder they were pissed. -- they have no roots at the moment. I wouldn't make ties with them. Fair enough. Then Ira, the Nightmare King. He's got his own thing going on and it does not look good. I'd heard this name mentioned when there were interrogations surrounding Lady Emoth, correct? Mm-hmm. Yeah, he was with her. Now he's with Paragon's Call and the Cerberus Assembly and they're all working towards something super, super big and gross. There we go. You said the c-word. Do you have proof of this? Get in that brain. Huh? Get in that brain. Proof of this, proof of what? That the Cerberus Assembly is involved? Yes, this is quite an accusation. I-- Is it a paved ground that we're on or is there any loose dirt or rocks, or? We had evidence. It's a paved ground that you're currently standing on. Not necessarily paved, but stones and... Gravel? -- gravel, but you're not far from a

Output:
- The party discussed Artana Voe's performance, with the DM agreeing to provide payment and praise for her efforts.
- Dorian and the group identified the Nightmare King as a floating free agent who was previously hired during the Apex War.
- Marcus, Derek, and Aria confirmed the Nightmare King was responsible for the tower explosion and was currently working with Treshi and others from across the seas.
- The group inquired about Otohan Thull and Paragon's Call, learning from the DM that their interests had been halted due to Treshi's deception.
- Maeve and Aria attempted an insight check to read the DM's demeanor regarding the Paragon Call, successfully determining the DM was not lying.
- Derek and Marcus accused the Cerberus Assembly of working with the Nightmare King and Paragon's Call on a large scheme, prompting the DM to ask for proof.


Input: There we go. You said the c-word. Do you have proof of this? Get in that brain. Huh? Get in that brain. Proof of this, proof of what? That the Cerberus Assembly is involved? Yes, this is quite an accusation. I-- Is it a paved ground that we're on or is there any loose dirt or rocks, or? We had evidence. It's a paved ground that you're currently standing on. Not necessarily paved, but stones and-- Gravel? -- gravel, but you're not far from a garden area, if you need open dirt. I take out a little pouch that's got a little sawdust in it just to always remind me of what's important and I sprinkle it on the ground, kind of like sand. I'm like: They were transporting a lot of these crates that had this symbol on it. And I draw the spires. That is indeed their symbol. That's not evidence, though. That was not the Perry Mason moment I was hoping for. Uh-huh, uh-huh. Would you like me to make this a little easier? I open the hole again. This is now what I do. This is who I am now. I actually have one of the crates in there. Hey! Well, fuck. I'm out here wasting-- I pick my sawdust back up. You had the wooden crate. It's got the symbol on it. The black crates. The special black box. Do we still have the special black box? No, Arthur threw it down a tunnel. Yep. Because he's paranoid. Oh, you motherfucker. I did? Yeah. I can hardly-- I throw things all the time, shit. Oh yeah, this is a whole different one. There's a lot of shit moving around. The proof is in the absence of proof. You see, we threw away the proof because we knew how important this information was. Of course, I do not follow this at all. We don't have anything? It was on the crates. Did she make a mark on you? Did she say a word that only you know? The orb-- can we scry? We do have-- mm. Maybe more important would be to consider that there's really no reason for us to make this up. There's a fair amount of trust that's being established here and perhaps just keeping it under consideration is all that we would ask. It doesn't have to reveal anything. Even if you take it with a massive grain of salt, I would start thinking about them. Which you shouldn't. Because salt is very bad for you. It'll dehydrate you. I am taking all of this under curious advisement. We can describe the man we saw. We can show you an image of him. Oh yeah. How? Does one of us have-- Don't you have Minor Illusion? -- Minor Illusion or something? Can you show an image of the man we saw? Do you want an exact image or do you want me to give my artist's rendition? An exact image. What if all of your Minor Illusions were like caricatures? They are. Now which man did you see? Big old head. Wait, did we see Ludinus or no? We saw Ludinus. You did not see Ludinus. No, we

Output:
- The players attempted to provide proof regarding the Cerberus Assembly's involvement by sprinkling sawdust and drawing spires on the ground.
- Dorian retrieved a crate from a hole, but Marcus pointed out that the evidence had been discarded because Arthur threw a black box down a tunnel.
- The group discussed whether they could use Minor Illusion to show an image of the man they had seen, debating between an exact image and a caricature.
- Marcus and Maeve confirmed they saw Ludinus, though the Dungeon Master corrected them, stating they did not see him.
- The conversation shifted to the trust being established and the implications of the information, with Marcus noting that salt is bad for you.


Input:
him. Oh yeah. How? Does one of us have-- uh-- Don't you have Minor Illusion?
-- Minor Illusion or something? Can you show an image of the man we saw? Do you want an exact image or do you want me to give my artist's rendition? An exact image. What if all of your Minor Illusions were like caricatures? They are. Now which man did you see? Big old head. Wait, did we see Ludinus or no? We saw Ludinus. You did not see Ludinus. No, we did, we saw an old man in robes and he was standing next to Thull. Was that from afar? I think you're right. We did. They were walking together. We saw a man walking with Thull. They were very far away. Because it was before the race, right? Yeah, he was up on the crawler with her. Well-- And you knew. I've maybe heard the name. I wouldn't recognize the man if I saw him, right? Correct. So we didn't see him? I think we're remembering the description of Thull's meeting in the Feywild with him. No, no, no, there was an old man with her. We did see someone with her at the Run. Yeah, yeah. At the race. But I think we were far. I think it was Ratanish. "The woman Otohan was with." If I recall, there was a distance there. Yeah. We just saw their silhouettes-- I will tell you-- -- on a platform. -- that the individual you're talking about was not present in Bassuras. Oh, well. At the time. It was a hologram. So it may have been another figure. I think it might have been Ratanish. Might have been Ratanish. Ratanish, yeah. That's what I thought. He wouldn't have meant anything. None of us would have-- But good question. -- recognized him. Well, then we can't prove it. But we saw their boxes and there was all sorts of-- Their evil boxes. -- unique items in there. There was potions and powders and drugs and all sorts of stuff. They had green powder. Contraband. "There is no love or trust for the Assembly. "They are a necessary evil in a world "that is beset by all sorts of moral entanglements, but--" I legitimately don't know who they are. "-- the city's Quorum "does not have dealings with them beyond passing political, "distant respect. "I appreciate that you are telling me this, "and I will keep this in mind, but without proof, "there is little I can do and, respectfully, "little I can believe. "Now." That's okay. "You have done a great job in bringing this criminal "and traitor to the city and the various Mahaan houses "to us and for that, the bounty shall be yours." She turns and begins to walk back into the chambers. Should we follow or stay? The hand goes up as if to-- Stay. -- tell you to stay. That's the universal signal for follow. I think this may also be someone that we talk to if we need to get some credentials, if we're going to use your route. There's nothing else we can tell her? We really don't have any-- Or movement.

Output:
- The group debated the identity of an old man seen with Thull, initially suspecting Ludinus but later recalling Ratanish.
- Marcus, Maeve, and others described seeing silhouettes from a distance near a crawler during a race.
- The DM clarified that the individual was not physically present in Bassuras at the time and might have been a hologram.
- Dorian and Marcus presented evidence of "evil boxes" containing contraband like green powder and potions to the DM.
- The DM rejected the evidence due to lack of proof but awarded the bounty for the criminal and traitor brought to the city.
- The party decided to stay rather than follow the woman who was walking back into the chambers.


Input: to the city and the various Mahaan houses "to us and for that, the bounty shall be yours." She turns and begins to walk back into the chambers. Should we follow or stay? The hand goes up as if to-- Stay. -- tell you to stay. That's the universal signal for follow. I think this may also be someone that we talk to if we need to get some credentials, if we're going to use your route. There's nothing else we can tell her? We really don't have any-- Or movement. Can we keep eyes on rooftops, windows, doorways? Make a perception check. To see if we're getting fucked, right round. That was the only evidence we had. Five. 17 For me. Lyra's always looking. Okay. We have a ring Treshi wore once. Glancing around, you do see-- To put on something. -- the number of Wilders, the warders that are keeping an eye, probably about seven or eight of them that are just in the immediate proximity now, those that have walked out of the structure just to keep a standard front. You do also see along the rooftops at least visually four other individuals with long range weaponry that are just keeping an eye. She walked off out of view? Yeah. We're going to find out. Should we call your people in the morning? Is that the plan? Well, we haven't asked her if she knows anyone. Yeah. And the other favor that Eshteross was talking about was Manaia Turei at the treescapes. She could help us travel. Who can take us somewhere. She could help us, yeah. Make sure we can get back. Yeah, but we don't need Orlana Seshadri for that, right? Uh-uh. Mistress Seshadri returns a short time later with two guards that are both carrying opposite ends of a large chest. Oh. It's a two-person chest. (grunts) They drop it on the ground. It is locked and she hands over a key to whoever wishes to take it. (laughs) Sorry. "The bounty is yours. "Thank you so much." I mean, I think we would gladly trade whatever's in this box for a shot at getting our friend back, if you know anybody or any holy person or magic user who has access to that sort of power. I do not deal in divine favors or miracles. But gold can get you quite a many of them, if you know where to look. You've been paid well. I have things to attend to. I'm a busy woman. Thank you. Are you excited for the Apogee Solstice? I'm not certain what that is. Insight check. (laughter) Both of you make insight checks. That was good. That was funny. Well done. Oh boy. What'd you get? 17. I got an 18, but is that enough? I was thinking about doing one, too. Ooh, you get a whisper. Whispers. Give me the sheet. Give me the sheet. Mysterious whispers. Give me the sheet. The sheet? Oh no. He's giving it to Dorian. Wait, he got it? He got a 17. I got an 18, that's better. Why don't I get it? You both get a whisper. It's a Dorian 17, though.

Output:
- The party received a bounty and a large locked chest from Mistress Seshadri after she returned with two guards.
- Dorian, Cedric, and Marcus performed perception and insight checks to observe Wilders, wardens, and long-range weapon users on the rooftops.
- The group discussed potential allies like Manaia Turei and Eshteross to help with travel and credentials, while noting the absence of Orlana Seshadri.
- Marcus traded the contents of the chest for a chance to retrieve a friend, but Mistress Seshadri declined divine favors, offering gold instead.
- Dorian and Marcus rolled high insight checks (17 and 18) which resulted in them both receiving mysterious whispers.
- The session concluded with confusion over who received the whisper sheets, with Cedric and Marcus debating the results.


Input: Well done. Oh boy. What'd you get? Uh, seventeen. I got an eighteen, but is that enough? I was thinking about doing one, too. Ooh, you get a whisper. Whispers. Okay. Give me the sheet. Give me the sheet. ♪ Mysterious whispers ♪ Give me the sheet. The sheet? Oh no. He's giving it to Dorian. Wait, he got it? He got a seventeen. I got an eighteen, that's better. Why don't I get it? You both get a whisper. It's a Dorian seventeen, though. Because you have to read the sheet. I got nothing to read. Ooh. You're both getting stuff. These whispers are brought you by WizKids Miniatures. Build your own collection of fantastic Critical Role minis by WizKids. Available at wizkids.io/cr. We're not supposed to read that. This is why you can't-- No. This is why you-- laughing. I like WizKids. I have a lot of their minis. That's supposed to be-- They sponsor our battle cam. Is this a battle? Between you and me? It's turning into one. It is now. This battle is brought to you by WizKids. So you've never heard of the Apogee Solstice? I've heard of solstices, yes but I do not know what an Apogee Solstice is. Oh. Hm? Hm? Hm? Okay. She's lying. She's lying through her teeth. No, it's fine. We're fine. We're good. Okay. Regardless. I know you're busy. I flip her a wooden coin that has the Bells Hells symbol I made up. You made up that symbol? You haven't even shown it to anybody? That's so good! It's a C-POP. Do I need your fucking approval for my artistic interpretations? Yes, you definitely do need my artistic approval. Is it exactly as we described it? What did you do? It's legally distinct. It may already be copyrighted and trademarked, just so you know, so don't get any ideas. It will do you well not to flick foreign things at finer women. I apologize. Wait. Good night. One more thing. I look up. Are all of the guards--? She turns around. Oh yeah. Oh fuck. Oh yeah. Sorry! Sorry. Mistress, I had one more thing I was going to ask. I'm so sorry. You can keep asking. She's walking away. Do you do any dealings with the Seelie Court? She doesn't seem to respond. Okay, okay, okay. Just keeps walking. Okay, okay, okay. You tried. We're going now. laughing. Well, we got a bunch of money. All right, let's put the big, giant box of coin in our hole and leave. Actually just to double-check that it's okay, let's put it in the hole and then you can open it. I was just going to trap it-- Trap it? Check it for traps real quick. Sure. Roll an investigation check. You think she's going to blow us up in her lobby? Natural twenty. Oh! Yeah. Slick. For a total of? Investigation, twenty-five. Twenty-five. It is deeply-- No, it's not trapped at all. It's just locked. Investigation robbed. laughing. I take the key and just peek. No wait, let's-- Just

Output:
- The group discussed their dice rolls, with Marcus achieving an 18 and Dorian an 17, while Cedric attempted to seize the score sheet.
- A commercial interruption occurred where Cedric promoted WizKids Miniatures, leading to jokes about the sponsorship and the nature of the current "battle."
- Dorian introduced a custom wooden coin featuring a self-made Bells Hells symbol, which sparked a debate regarding artistic approval and copyright between the players.
- Aria attempted to question a guard about the Seelie Court, but the guard ignored her and walked away, leaving the party frustrated.
- Dorian successfully rolled a natural 20 on an investigation check to examine a large box of coins, discovering it was only locked and not trapped.
- The team decided to place the box in a hole to secure it, with Marcus and Dorian preparing to open it after the trap check was completed.


Input: double-check that it's okay, let's put it in the hole and then you can open it. I was just going to trap it-- Trap it? Check it for traps real quick. Sure. Roll an investigation check. You think she's going to blow us up in her lobby? (laughter) Natural 20. Oh! Yeah. Slick. For a total of? Investigation, 25. 25. It is deeply-- No, it's not trapped at all. It's just locked. Investigation robbed. (laughs) I take the key and just peek. No wait, let's-- Just peek it? Yeah, it's fine. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. Just peek. Just put it in the hole. (unlocks and opens chest) It is filled with gold pieces and platinum pieces scattered about with a mattering of silver but no copper in there. It's quite a large amount. Copper is an insult. Holy shit. So much shiny. Put it in the hole. Put it in the pit. We can count it when we get back to Eshteross. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I slip my hand in there and grab a couple, shut the door. Okay. (laughter) Don't think I didn't see that shit, I'm allowing it. For the purposes of bookkeeping. Sleight of hand. Shit. Slightly handy. Amongst the coins, it roughly comes to about 12,000 gold pieces. Oh! That's a lot. Treshi! 12,000. So where does this gold-- Plus the 8,000 from Eshteross? 7,000. Seven to 8,000. Seven to eight, yeah. Seven to 800 platinum. Oh yeah. Exactly what you're saying, sorry. Right behind you. I think once we figure out how much it is, we'll just immediately divide it out. Then keep a little extra for the pot? And keep aside for Sarah. Oh. Yeah. That too. We're sitting on at most 20-ish K. Fuck. We could buy a pretty good used car. (laughter) It'd be snazzy. In this economy? Yeah. Too real. Yeah. I'm-- I mean what have we got left to do other than find a safe-ish place to sleep, drink, get a meal, chill the living fuck out? Chill out? We can't chill out, we got to keep going. We got to push as hard as we can. We only have a few days. What time-- where are we at in the day? This is in the evening now. Yeah. After all the travel, I'm saying it's probably close to nine o'clock, 9:30 in the evening. If we round down a little bit because it's between seven and eight, then it's 2,850 gold to each person. 2,850 gold to each person. That's also giving Sarah? That's including Sarah in the pot. I'm just going to add that 2,850. I mean, also take me out of the equation. I don't carry any money. Oh. I'll take your 2,850. No, no, no, no, no. (laughs) Wait. I had it. Divided by-- I don't know what else we have to cover tonight. Ooh, 3-3-3-3. 3-3-3-3. We all get 3-3-3-3. I'll keep a separate 3-3-3-3 for Sarah. Ignore the 2,850. It's now 3-3-3-3. It's the tax bill of the Beast. (laughs) 3-3-3-3?

Output:
- Dorian rolled a natural 20 on an investigation check to determine if the chest was trapped, discovering it was merely locked.
- The group opened the chest and found a large amount of gold, platinum, and silver coins totaling approximately 12,000 gold pieces.
- Dorian attempted to steal a few coins via sleight of hand but was stopped by Derek, who allowed the action for bookkeeping purposes.
- The players discussed dividing the loot, initially calculating a split of 2,850 gold per person including a share for Sarah.
- Marcus opted out of carrying money, leading the group to revise the distribution to a flat 3,333 gold per person with a separate portion reserved for Sarah.
- The party decided to stop for the evening around 9:30 PM to sleep, eat, and rest before continuing their journey the next day.


Input: Sarah in the pot. I'm just going to add that 2,850. I mean, also take me out of the equation. I don't carry any money. Oh. I'll take your 2,850. No, no, no, no, no. Wait. I had it. Divided by-- I don't know what else we have to cover tonight. Ooh, 3-3-3-3. 3-3-3-3. We all get 3-3-3-3. I'll keep a separate 3-3-3-3 for Sarah. Ignore the 2,850. It's now 3-3-3-3. It's the tax bill of the Beast. 3-3-3-3? Yeah. Tax bill of the Beast. You asshole. I'm trying, man. Oh, that's right. All right, so it's nighttime? It is. And we can't stay with Eshteross. His place is trapped to fuck. Do we go to one of our old haunts? We could do an inn. Yep, all of us carrying a small fortune in our pockets. I mean, we can keep them in the hole if we so desire. We do have to-- It's pretty safe. I'd like that. Mm-hmm. Then we could-- Look in their head? Watch you guys try. Well, we were going to see if Gwen could find anything else in there. Oh, yeah. We could also stay in the Aerie Spire if we wanted to get closer to Manaia Turei. If we wanted to not stay at a familiar haunt. That actually might be-- I like that. That's a surprisingly good idea. Surprisingly. Well, you know. I know it gets harder to come up with good ideas the closer you get to death. What's your name? The Aerie Spire doesn't-- It's just about time. There isn't necessarily a public-- Oh yeah, no. -- inn within the Aerie Spire. The Core Spire technically would be the closest one. What's something fancy where they would get in a lot of trouble if someone were attacked there? In the Core Spire? I was about to say, I'm in Bassuras, let me switch to another city. There we go. I was like, why am I not finding anything? Spire by Fire. We've got the Weary Way. Let's see. The Herald's Feast Tavern, but the Spire by Fire technically is nicer. Spire by Fire. Spire by Fire. Spire by Fire. The classic Spire by Fire. We have a key chain for it. Spire by Fire. Spire by Fire it is. All righty. Returning down from the peak of the central spire, you come to the familiar interior, the warm burning hearth and all the torches that are crackling on the exterior. The interior candles and other lanterns that give that ever fluctuating warm glow to the welcoming inside of this tavern. There you see Ishir, the katari, the orange-brown fur and the dark mane looking out as you enter. Hey! It's been some time. Welcome back, welcome back. Good to be back. Everyone looking for rooms then I suppose? Oh yes, please. All right. Very nice rooms, very safe, nice, quiet rooms. One each or are you sharing? We should probably at least two at a time. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Three rooms. Three rooms, one and

Output:
*   The group finalized their money distribution, settling on a flat rate of 3-3-3-3 for everyone and discarding the previous 2,850 total.
*   They decided against staying at Eshteross's trapped location and discussed various options, including old haunts and the Aerie Spire.
*   After Dorian suggested the Aerie Spire for its proximity to Manaia Turei, the group agreed to stay at the "Spire by Fire" tavern.
*   Upon arriving at the tavern, they encountered Ishir, the orange-brown katari, who welcomed them back warmly.
*   The group requested three rooms to share, ensuring they had safe and quiet accommodations for the night.


Input: that ever fluctuating warm glow to the welcoming inside of this tavern. There you see Ishir, the katari, the orange-brown fur and the dark mane looking out as you enter. "Hey! It's been some time. Welcome back, welcome back." Good to be back. Everyone looking for rooms then I suppose? Oh yes, please. All right. Very nice rooms, very safe, nice, quiet rooms. One each or are you sharing? We should probably at least two at a time. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Three rooms. Three rooms, one and a half gold, please, for the night. I'm just going to put two gold down. Actually, this is worse. I'm going to put five gold down just to-- So we can make international phone calls from the room. The wifi is incorporated. Yeah. Just a reminder that we're good customers and we'd like to come back. Indeed. Your generosity is very remembered and I appreciate it. I may even send some cheap wine up your way before the night is done. As long as it's really cheap. Of course. Here are your keys. Please, feel free to come and eat if you like as well. Oh yeah, that's going to happen. Thank you. All right. Well, the evening is yours. The rooms are yours. If you wish to eat and rest for the night to bring it to the following morning, we can do that, unless you have other business to attend to before the night is done. Food, I will have a little bit of drink if we're going to do this. I'll have a little bit of drink before we do this and then let's pick a room. Okay. We're going to snoop into your brain? Yeah. There's a lot of holes in there. All right, let's give it a try now. Nadia, you need to tell us how deep you want us to go because it could be dangerous. Is there some sort of way to tap out if it's going--? Yeah. One of y'all hit my shoulder if he starts bleeding from his nose. Anywhere else though is fine. Give me your hammer. Oh, I'm putting that shit all the way down here. Okay, okay. But things start looking-- You detecting thoughts? Am I doing this with you? Yeah, we should do it together. Okay. If things start looking a little weird in here, please hold me the fuck down. What does that mean? Define weird. Yeah. If it starts giving off more of its own light than it normally does, if it starts sparking or doing any of the weird shit that it does. Okay. Your head's already kind of a nightclub, so. Yeah, it does do weird shit when you sleep, and-- So, just hold me down if you have to. As we cast this, I want you to think of what you remember from being at her house. All right. As much as you can. We'll drift into those thoughts. Well. I remember the group of us. The group of us were making our way, broken into the first floor, we were making our way. Making our way. Never live that down. Making our way upstairs. Zeeland had opened the door and gotten through the first set of locks. Sally

Output:
- The party entered a tavern and negotiated with the owner, Ishir, to secure three rooms for the night.
- Derek paid five gold coins upfront to ensure safety and requested cheap wine as a reward for their generosity.
- The group decided to perform a mental dive into someone's brain, establishing safety protocols to hold the caster down if they began to bleed or spark.
- Maeve guided the group to focus on memories of a specific house, specifically the first floor and the locks opened by Zeeland.
- The session concluded with the group recalling their journey upstairs and the specific actions taken to breach the first set of locks.


Input: sleep, and-- So, just hold me down if you have to. As we cast this, I want you to think of what you remember from being at her house. All right. As much as you can. We'll drift into those thoughts. Well. I remember the group of us. The group of us were making our way, broken into the first floor, we were making our way. ♪ Making our way ♪ Never live that down. Making our way upstairs. Zeeland had opened the door and gotten through the first set of locks. Sally was heading forth, heading first out, and we got into the room. I remember seeing-- It's all a flash. I saw one of those crates. I remember being thrown through a window. I remember everyone panicking. What happened before you were thrown through the window? You saw the crate. What happened between there? We were in and we got caught. You both start pushing into that space. I'm also going to guide myself. Okay. I'd like you both to go ahead and roll a d20 and add your spell modifier. Guidance on Gwen. Ooh, nice. Thank you. Okay. Layers on layers on layers on layers. Uh-huh. Plus spellcasting modifier? Mm-hmm. 23 here. 20 for me. 20. Okay. Pushing through, you see the imagery from Nadia's point of view. You can feel the weight of the hammer in one hand as it's pulled behind, the care in stepping through quietly. You flash to that moment as Nadia's trying to recall what happened and you see the crates. You see two of them underneath a blanket pulled aside. Same shape, same make, same markings, though different places. You see one of them open. You see Nadia holding a crystal vial in his hand, the same ones that you've recovered, right as you see the ground begin to glow a bright red orange. Nadia glances down and you see these runic sigils begin to (magical energy) appear around it, before this high-pitched whine begins to streak through, (shrill ringing) (explosion) and a detonation that flashes to white. There's just a gap. Then, the next thing you see is the white begins to fade back to color. There's a glance up at the sky, stars, and a balcony falling away to darkness. All right, we've seen that before. Mm-hmm. He said there was time missing at her house. You spent time there? Just the white flash. There was falling out the balcony. It doesn't add up. Then there was the trip home and there was whatever happened. This is-- This is a lot. I don't know how any of it happened. I keep trying to think about what happened and it's just so jumbled. Can we see anything before he woke up with Milo? I'd like you both to roll again to push further into the gaps in Nadia's mind. Guidance on Gwen. Worth noting it was a different hammer, but it was a hammer. It was a hammer. It was a different hammer. Yeah. I will re-guide myself. Fuckin' hell. 19. 10. Okay. You push further. Gwen, you-- You both see this amorphous shape of a memory that's drifting ahead of you. As you both step forward, Elias, you continue to push. Gwen, you almost hit glass. As you pull back and look at it, you glance and the glass almost

Output:
*   The group successfully pushed into Nadia's mind, triggering a vision of a group breaking into a house and encountering a crate.
*   The vision showed a detonation caused by a crystal vial and runic sigils, followed by a flash of white and a fall from a balcony.
*   Participants rolled dice to guide the spellcasting, with Marcus achieving a result of 23 and Maeve achieving 20.
*   The vision revealed two identical crates underneath a blanket and confirmed the presence of a different hammer than previously noted.
*   A second push further into the gaps revealed an amorphous memory shape where Elias continued to advance while Gwen nearly hit a glass barrier.


Input: into the gaps in Nadia's mind. Guidance on Gwen. Worth noting it was a different hammer, but it was a hammer. It was a hammer. It was a different hammer. Yeah. I will re-guide myself. Fuckin' hell. 19. 10. Okay. You push further. Gwen, you-- You both see this amorphous shape of a memory that's drifting ahead of you. As you both step forward, Elias, you continue to push. Gwen, you almost hit glass. As you pull back and look at it, you glance and the glass almost resembles the weird speckled, somewhat cloudy crystal that fills the open wound in the side of his head. Cool. Elias, as you push beyond that, in the moment not noticing the separation between you and Gwen, you hear the voices of other people screaming, "Go, go, go! Run! "He's dead, leave him!" You see bits of the road. You see alleys and hear the dragging against dirt. You hear the echo of Milo's voice familiar, saying, "Come on, come on, come on, come on!" The fog and cloud takes over, and you pull back, and there is light, bright light, hurting your eyes. You try and focus and it's an overhead directed hooded lantern of some kind. This is familiar. This is the top of Milo's table. Mm-hmm. You're looking up, bleary eyed, blood spattered, and unable to move. Milo comes in out of focus, looking overhead, large glasses over, they're looking about nervously. Rubbing and cleaning their hands, firing up, and you've seen it around the house, a small forge that they keep. You lose vision. You come back in, and with the heartbeat, you feel a heartbeat. It's weird, you've never felt a heartbeat before, but in your chest, you feel (heart thumping). The warmth is going cold and the heartbeat is slowing. You hear Milo's voice saying, "No, no, no, no, no! "I don't--" Takes and begins pouring this bright warm material, this almost syrupy, heated glass past the head. It hisses and steams upon impact. There's a moment. While it's still searing hot on the side of the head, the pain is almost too numb to be pain. It's just sensation. As the steam fills, your eyes begin to go to blackness again, and you hear Milo going, "No, no, no. I--" Reaches and pulls something from the limp grasp of Nadia's hand, as it drops out of frame, your hand, and that same vial, that same gray vial. Pulls the top off and just pours it into the wound as well. The steam in the glass begins to turn from a bright white steam to a dark, gray, weird tar-like amalgam that seems to turn to a floating gravity-less liquid before the steam evaporates. Milo looks entranced to the right of your vision as the fading darkness begins to reverse. Gwen, you now stand before this glass watching beyond. As you look at this weird glass-like structure that divides the two of you, you watch as the clear crystal-like speckled appearance begins to fill with this dull gray coloration, obscuring Elias on the opposite side. But there, you glance into it and you see stars. Like-- How far do they go? Does it look like I'm looking out into space suddenly? It looks like you're staring into the night sky and as you peer and focus, you push through the glass and feel like you're just lost in an expansive infinity. You see nebulas and

Output:
- The group pushed further into the memory, encountering an amorphous shape and a glass-like structure that resembled a crystal filling a wound.
- Elias was overwhelmed by a vision of people screaming and running while hearing echoes of Milo's voice.
- The characters woke up on top of Milo's table, where they saw blood-spattered Milo nervously working at a forge.
- Milo poured heated glass material into a wound, followed by a gray vial that turned the steam into a dark, floating liquid.
- Gwen looked through the glass structure and saw the appearance of stars and nebulas, feeling as though she was staring into the night sky.
- The characters pushed through the glass, experiencing a sensation of being lost in an expansive infinity.


Input: As you look at this weird glass-like structure that divides the two of you, you watch as the clear crystal-like speckled appearance begins to fill with this dull gray coloration, obscuring Elias on the opposite side. But there, you glance into it and you see stars. Like-- How far do they go? Does it look like I'm looking out into space suddenly? It looks like you're staring into the night sky and as you peer and focus, you push through the glass and feel like you're just lost in an expansive infinity. You see nebulas and purple and green clouds swirling. You look down and you see Nadia just lying there, motionless. (energy crackling) There's a shake and a shift of color and you see Nadia standing, laughing. (energy crackling) You see Nadia fully armored, clutching the bloody body of someone as he crushes them in their hand and throws them apart. (energy crackling) You see Nadia destitute on the side of the street. You see them starving and asking for help. (energy crackling) You see Nadia on a ship in the distance, pushing beyond a fog bank to unforeseen shores. (energy crackling) You see Nadia wearing robes in some sort of a senate seat, speaking to the public. (energy crackling) You see so many different Ashtons. Different. All held by a singular thread, but none of them the one you know. That's when your nose begins to bleed and bleed a lot. He's bleeding. Yeah. His nose is bleeding. We did talk about this part. Maybe we should stop it. Am I even semi-conscious or no? You're conscious. You're trying to recall the memory, but for you, it's like being caught in a loop. You remember it and you explain what you're seeing and then you remember it, and then you explain what you're seeing. To the rest of you, you're just watching Nadia replaying this moment over and over and over again. I'll put one hand on both Julian and Gwen and say-- I put a cloth under his nose. Do we feel it? You, at the moment, are lost in this chaotic moment. It's beginning to shake more and more. You feel a similar creeping fear of losing yourself like you did the first time you ran from the storm. I'm going to try to float backwards out of it. Okay. Elias? I'm not seeing all of these different Ashtons. I'm just staring at the one that was on the operating table, right? You were staring as the one in the operating table at this moment. Jesus. You see Milo smile and clap and cheer and close your eyes. Does it feel like there's more to see or is that about the end of that memory? It feels like the end of that memory as it just goes to sleep. Okay. You turn around to look back at Gwen and she's not there. Oh boy. I will I guess telepathically or mentally just sort of say her name or think her name. There's no response. If I wanted to snap out of this state, could I? Do you want to try? Fuck. Now, we come to it. There's no Gwen here. Yeah, I mean, do I feel? You put your hand on me, right? Mm-hmm, both of you. Do I feel that? At the moment, no.

Output:
- The group observed Elias being obscured by a glass structure that revealed a vision of the starry night sky and an expansive infinity.
- They witnessed a chaotic sequence of Nadia's lives, ranging from a motionless state to a fully armored figure, a destitute beggar, and a senator, alongside various versions of Ashton.
- Elias began to bleed heavily from his nose, prompting Dorian and Aria to suggest stopping the vision while Dorian placed a hand on Julian and Gwen.
- Maeve attempted to float backwards out of the experience, and Marcus confirmed he only saw the specific Ashton on the operating table.
- The vision concluded with the group realizing Gwen was missing from the room, and Marcus's telepathic attempts to reach her received no response.
- Dorian and Marcus confirmed that despite physical contact, Marcus felt nothing at the moment, indicating a disconnect from the physical reality.


Input: Okay. You turn around to look back at Gwen and she's not there. Oh boy. I will I guess telepathically or mentally just sort of say her name or think her name. There's no response. If I wanted to snap out of this state, could I? Do you want to try? Thank you. Now, we come to it. There's no Gwen here. Yeah, I mean, do I feel? You put your hand on me, right? Mm-hmm, both of you. Do I feel that? At the moment, no. Oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh. Well, then I don't want to leave here without Gwen. Nadia said not to leave anyone behind. I did. I'll go back to the way we came and see if Gwen is there. Okay. You go and walk towards the direction you came from and (boof) you hit the wall of glass. Oh no. We're trapped in his fucking brain. Welcome to St. Elsewhere, motherfuckers. I'll try to push through it. This is fucking weird. Go ahead and roll a d20 and add your spellcasting modifier. Uh-oh. Holy fuck! That's a two plus three. Snaps. Oh no! You try and push the glass and it's not budging. You turn and look around where you came from and you're surrounded by glass, a fun house mirror of fractured glass. Like there's just multiple, multiple fractured rooms around you. You can see the shapes, the jagged design that a cracked crystal holds. But in all directions, you're trapped, you're trapped, you're trapped. Oh no. You fuck with Dunamancy? Do I feel or know anything that's going the fuck on in all of this? You remember white flash, you remember falling off the balcony. I'll cast. You remember a white flash. You remember falling off a balcony. If I'm allowed to cast a spell in here, I don't know if I am. Only one way to find out. But I'll cast Sending and I'll try to Send a message to Gwen. Okay. And just say: Can you hear me? I'm trapped in here. Can you get me out? As you pull out of the space, I need you to roll a d20. Spellcasting modifier. I feel like this is the right one for sure. Fuck yeah. It's so big, it can't even roll. Looks like you. Oh! Pulled that out of Nadia's head. Yep. That would be a 23. 23. You feel that unstable sense is almost like a boundary or a barrier that just vibrates around you. As you force your way through, it's challenging. It's like pushing through a mystical bramble forest. You can feel like the tears and the pain of psychic thorns pulling past you as you have to push your way out of it. As you do, you hear the words of Elias, and you glance back from where you were coming from, and you see the space expanse begin to vanish. You look back to where you were headed and you see this series of crystal chambers imprisoning Elias. Can I go towards him? You drift over in his direction and then (small taps) place your hands on the outside of this prison. It's like Kirk and Spock.

Output:
- Marcus searched for Gwen but found she was missing, prompting a decision to return to the previous location.
- The group discovered they were trapped inside a glass structure resembling a fun house, with Derek identifying the location as St. Elsewhere.
- Marcus attempted to push through the glass barrier, describing the sensation as moving through a painful, mystical bramble forest.
- Marcus cast the Sending spell to contact Gwen, successfully rolling a high number to breach the barrier.
- Upon escaping the glass prison, the group saw the space vanishing and identified crystal chambers imprisoning Elias.
- Maeve moved toward the crystal chambers and placed her hands on the exterior of the prison while Cedric made a comparison to Kirk and Spock.


Input: the pain of psychic thorns pulling past you as you have to push your way out of it. As you do, you hear the words of Elias, and you glance back from where you were coming from, and you see the space expanse begin to vanish. You look back to where you were headed and you see this series of crystal chambers imprisoning Elias. Can I go towards him? You drift over in his direction and then (small taps) place your hands on the outside of this prison. It's like Kirk and Spock. Khan! Which one's which? You're Spock. Okay, okay, okay, okay. Okay. Can you see me? I'm my own death. Can I see her through the glass? You can. Hi. We might have made a mistake here. Uh-huh, looks like. How do you get out of-- How do you get out of a dream? How do you wake up from a-- uh, how does Nadia look to us, Silas and I? From what you can see, Nadia is still repeating the phrase over and over again. The other nostril is now bleeding and it's like dripping off the chin. Uh, how do Nadia and Julian look? They're both eyes closed, concentrated, focused, and not really reacting. Does it cancel the other one? Lyra is daubing blood away and he's got nettle leaves poking out through all his fingers trying to help the bleeding as best as he can. I'm going to turn. Am I still Nadia? Am I Nadia or am I looking at-- No, you've pulled from that memory and this is the first time you look at yourself, right? Mm-hmm. You're no longer in the memory. You are just standing there. You look down at your hands and you have Nadia's hands. Oh wow. It feels kind of nice, though. Concentrate on my hand. Try to push through. Push through? Push through the glass. sighs All right. I will push through. I'll push through the glass and try to reach her hand. I'm going to cast Sending on Nadia. This is weird. I'm also going to cast Command on Nadia, if I can. Oh, well, shit. You do that. You needed to see the target of command. Okay. Can I cast it on myself? You are indeed an Nadia-based target. Whoa, this is some brain bubble shit. Some good shit! So you cast Command on yourself. What do you command? Awake. All right. Nadia, I will ask you to make a wisdom saving throw for me, if you don't mind. That's his highest stat. Yeah. 15. What's your spell DC? 14. 14. I say: I'm too strong for myself! Oh shit. Oh boy! That's the best roll I've had all fucking night. I know. As you look at your hand and make the command, your voice echoes, "Awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken," and you hear glass. The sound of cracking crystal begins to echo around. Okay, I'm going to cast Sending on Nadia, and all around us, you're going to hear my voice. Nadia, this isn't real. We're trapped. You need to calm down and wake up. This isn't real. You're fine. Wake up.

Output:
- Marcus pushed through the psychic thorns and discovered Elias imprisoned within crystal chambers while Maeve and the group realized they were trapped in a dream.
- Marcus looked into the glass and saw himself as Nadia, confirming he had pulled from a memory and was no longer inside it.
- The group observed Nadia bleeding from the nose and repeating phrases, while Cedric attempted to help her with nettle leaves.
- Marcus decided to cast the Command spell on himself to command Nadia to wake up, setting a spell DC of 14.
- Marcus successfully rolled a 15 to succeed, causing his voice to echo "Awaken" and triggering the sound of cracking crystal around them.
- Maeve cast Sending to communicate with Nadia, telling her that the situation was not real and urging her to wake up immediately.


Input: I'm too strong for myself! Oh shit. Oh boy! That's the best roll I've had all fucking night. I know. Yeah. As you look at your hand and make the command, your voice echoes, "Awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken," and you hear glass. (cracking) The sound of cracking crystal begins to echo around. Okay, I'm going to cast Sending on Nadia, and all around us, you're going to hear my voice. Nadia, this isn't real. We're trapped. You need to calm down and wake up. This isn't real. You're fine. Wake up. Make a persuasion check. Open the pod bay doors, Nadia. (laughter) I can't do that. Boy, I know how I'm going to get out of this memory, so we'll see how this goes. Open the door, baby bear. Fuck! No. What is it, what is it, what is it? Six! (laughter) Let's go! Let's go! I'm so stressed. I think I need to perch for Borlan. Sure, let's just do this before we go deal with Sarah. I'm glad we figured all this out. Did you do a Borlan perch? I'm just going to do a little half thing. Reading thoughts and trying to probe memories are different sides of the spectrum. Can I go look at Nadia's head and see if I can see anything that's happening? Make a perception or investigation check. I'm going to just start looking at my hands-- We were keeping an eye out for unusual sparking or whatever-- and how cool they are. but it's just nose bleed right now, and he seems to be into it. 14. 14. You glance at his head and you see the eyes are focused, but in a thousand-yard stare, meaning they are driven, but they're not focusing on anything in particular. You look towards the pupils and they are dilated. You glance past the crystal structure on the side of his head, and as you look in, you can see gentle sparks just, (soft sparking) like the tiniest fireworks just going off. Which is normal. Which is normal. And you swear you can see two small shadowy shapes. Shut the fuck up! Weird. Little teeny, tiny us. What?! Weird snow globe. What are you talking about?! This is so fucking weird! This is weird. You guys are getting weird. Psychic shit gets weird. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind fuck up. Look it, look it, look it. Huh? Do you see this? Do you see those? Lyra, come here. The little flecks? Honey, I shrunk the kids! See these two little flecks? What the shit? I see the little sparks. They look like little people. Don't eat me, Dad! I'm going to start trying some weird shit if I'm allowed. We'll see how this goes. That's them. You're catatonic, I'm trapped inside. That's who? You're sort of trapped inside. Gwen and Letters. My hands are Nadia's hands and I look over my body. Do I have legs? Yeah, you have Nadia's body. Are you broken Nadia or pre-broken Nadia, out of curiosity? He can't see the side of his head. I mean, there would be-- Oh no, that's true, yeah, yeah, yeah. What you see currently has the golden inlaid, yes.

Output:
- Maeve cast Sending on Nadia to communicate that they were trapped and needed her to wake up.
- The group attempted persuasion checks and various attempts to open the pod bay doors to escape the situation.
- Aria and Marcus performed perception and investigation checks on Nadia's head, discovering she was catatonic with a thousand-yard stare.
- They observed gentle sparks and tiny shadowy shapes inside the crystal structure of Nadia's head, resembling little people or flecks.
- Marcus realized he was trapped inside Nadia's body, noting his hands were hers and questioning if he had legs.
- The group discussed the strange "Psychic shit" and the golden inlaid features of the crystal structure while trying to understand the memory they were in.


Input: start trying some weird shit if I'm allowed. We'll see how this goes. That's them. You're catatonic, I'm trapped inside. That's who? You're sort of trapped inside. Gwen and Letters. My hands are Nadia's hands and I look over my body. Do I have legs? Yeah, you have Nadia's body. Are you broken Nadia or pre-broken Nadia, out of curiosity? He can't see the side of his head. I mean, there would be-- Oh no, that's true, yeah, yeah, yeah. What you see currently has the golden inlaid, yes. I'm going to just sort of flex. It doesn't feel good. It doesn't feel good to flex? Nope. Oh, that's disappointing. I'm going to try to run. Does that feel okay? Everything hurts. Everything hurts. Always? Yeah. Aw, Nadia. Well, he got repaired all through his body. Anywhere where the-- Yeah. It's just-- Yeah. None of it feels good. None of it feels good? Is he still gushing, by the way? Not an increasing amount, but there is a steady drip. Mm. I'm just overcome with disappointment because I wanted it to feel like something, like a body. Yeah. It feels strong. So I'll just say: Fuck, shit, fuck. Right! To his point, there is strength there. Yeah. But with the strength comes pain, continuous pain. Wow. Does this seem longer than what we're used to for when they've...? It's uncomfortable. And to clarify, there is strength, but there is pain. There is pain, but there is strength. Oh. There's strength. But there is pain. I don't mind pain. You should try to break it. You should try to break the glass. Did we try to push through the glass already? I can try. I can try to-- No, but I didn't try to punch my way out. No. Or fuck my way out. Sorry, you were saying? I've totally forgot. Am I even vaguely aware-- I'm going to try one last-- that any of this is happening, or no, is it just too far in? I will say, make a perception check for me. All right. This is to look inward quite literally in the midst of your looping memory. 14. 14 is actually not that bad. We're not recognizing unless something gets really weird. The loop of concentration. It's less like you are stuck in it and more like you are just so focused on trying to look throughout this one looping memory for any sort of details to try and help everyone out that you lost track of time, and suddenly you begin to become a little more self-aware. It's like that moment where you wake up out of a mid-afternoon daydream, but you're suffering sleep paralysis. There is a weight on your chest and you can't move. You're present, you're conscious, but you're not in control. The worst. And you feel your friends invading you. Mm. I'm going to try something batshit. It's like Innerspace. This may go really poorly, I don't know. I love hearing that. What do you want to try? I'm going to punch myself really hard in the head and I'm going to rage. Just fucking (pow), just going to really fucking smack. thank you

Output:
*   The characters discovered that Marcus was trapped inside Nadia's body, which was described as having golden inlays but causing significant pain despite having strength.
*   Marcus expressed disappointment that his new form did not feel right, and the group discussed whether the glass they were trapped in could be broken.
*   Derek made a perception check to look inward through a looping memory, resulting in a realization of being present but suffering from sleep paralysis.
*   The group recognized that while there was strength in the situation, it was accompanied by continuous pain and a lack of control.
*   Finally, Derek decided to attempt a dangerous action by punching himself in the head and raging to try and break the situation.