Geek Related

Ninth Session (9 page pdf) – “Torches In The Night” – The crew hangs out with a friendly member of the Sun Temple Colony, but their head priest decides to just burn them all out. Then it’s time to mess with Azlanti quicksilver grave/study aids.

Xiola Chelman

Well, the PCs befriend Xiola Chelman, leader of the Fertile Families from the Sun Temple Colony, and she takes them back there. In usual fashion they don’t exactly make a good first impression…

This is one of those weird cases where the party had a good idea – asking about local rules – but then somehow rather than shutting up and listening for an answer they started explaining and elaborating and getting wrapped around their own axle. This led to a semi-in-character, semi-not discussion about the feasibility of asking about “places not to pee.”

Anyway, they get boarded up in a house and burned to death.  Or at least, that’s the plan, but they break out, taking the drunken Xiola and the flame-goo-possessed Lefty. Once the head priest summons a salamander they skedaddle for the forest. When they were trying to wake up the drunken Xiola and she muttered “Lemme along or I’m gonna kill ya,” that’s an Easter egg quote from a well-known tale of mine having to do with strippers and Jamaica.

They find out that Lefty has indeed been a plant for the cultists, but content themselves with winging him when he tries to flee and tying him up. Then they use a weird Azlanti graveyard/computer thing (actually from Shore to Sea but they never interacted with it there so I moved it here) and discovered that there’s an underground temple to the vampire goddess Zura underneath – and it turns out that Sindawe’s treasure map leads to it, as a Mwangi trail marker he finds that his father left indicates!

Eighth Session (14 page pdf) – “Cultists, Guns, and Money” – The line between friend and foe grows ever more slim and tenuous as the crew trades with a hermit and his killbot, fights some Sun Colonists and saves others, and are maybe betrayed by yet another…

OK, sorry, I’ve gotten like 2 years behind on blog posts for this campaign – we are still hacking away at it every other week like clockwork though! It’s going for epic length. Let’s see if I can get you all caught up.

When we last left our friendly pirate crew they had ventured out into the Arcadian Ocean to seek treasure in the spires of lost Azlant, as well as bring wanted pirate Morgan Baumann of the Black Bunyip back to Riddleport. They found the long-lost Sun Temple Colony (described in Lost Cities of Golarion, and I’m riffing off it) and have begun to explore and befriend (and/or slay) the natives. They discovered that the main group on the island has some kind of weird sun god and controls a Floating Azlanti Death Lens that does an ant-meets-magnifying-glass routine on anyone trying to come or go from the island. They have a buddy from the other group of ex-colonists, a one-handed lad named Lefty, who is guiding them as they explore the isle further.

First they get cornered by mutated gibbering dudes that set things on fire by touch. They escape them and meet a crazed hermit with a “killbot” who also pounds on them until they manage to engage him in conversation.  He reminds several people in the group of their crazy old Fox News-watching grandparents and so the discussion tends towards the evils of immigrants and the perils of fluoride in the water; they end up trading him stuff for cool bits of lost Azlanti tech.

Then they have a run-in with the Sun Temple Colonists, which is quite violent and during which they find out that they have some kind of fire-blobs in them and are immune to fire. They start to get suspicious of Lefty, which leads to my favorite exchange of the session:

Wogan turns on Lefty, slaps him and says, “Did you signal those guys from the tower? Are you working with the cultists?” Wogan slaps him again for good measure.

Lefty reddens and begins to tear up. He manages, “No…”

Wogan says, “I don’t believe you! What are you up to?” More slapping and yelling follows until Lefty cries out, “I’m changing! I can’t stay with my people much longer; I’ll have to join the cultists.”

Serpent says, “Puberty?”

Wogan asks, “Fish peoplism?”

Lefty replies, “I can’t tell you! My people consider it evil!”

Sindawe says, “Look, you can always join my crew. We don’t care what you’re changing into, because we can always use an extra set of hands.” Then considering the possibilities, he adds, “Are you turning into one of those touch burning mutants? Because that would be a lower rate of pay than ‘cultist’.”

Wogan whispers, “‘Bullet to the head’ sort of wages.” Serpent nods.

Then, based on their experience from Shore to Sea, they decide to talk to the Watchers, aka Azlanti Streetlamps, aka will-o-the-wisps.  That goes a little rocky, but they save a lady named Xiola from the colony!