Caress Melani Raw Session Notes

Lost Mines of Phandelver/Tyranny of Dragons raw session notes

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Cover of Darkness - Caress Melani Journal - Session 21

 Hidden Space and Serpentine Wiles

Caress braced herself as Mythram's suddenly pulled against her at the other end of the rope. Lyra and Ravyn being pulled sharply aside in the same moment. The sorcerer glanced back toward the keep and then turned to the other adventurers.

"Doesn't look like the guards have noticed anything strange about us yet."

The yuan-ti nodded and then breathed a sigh of relief as Mythram gripped the edge of the walls again and started their climb again, this time making it to the first arrow slit with little difficulty. Then came a tug on the rope to signal she was ready. The paladin hung back, waiting for the sorcerer and warlock to make it across before securing the rope on their end, hiding it in the mortar in a way to keep it clear of any sharp edges.

"Ibjeet saw the arrow slits on the floor above this were the ones that were blocked by darkness and planks of wood," Ravyn said.

"We find the vampire, stake her and be ready, she'll probably have some other defenses," Mythram reminded them. "I'll move up ahead first, listen for my signal."

Caress nodded then reached out, whispering a prayer on her lips alongside Mythram's own and an incantation from Lyra, layering protective enchantments upon the rogue before they crept silently up the stairs. There was a long, stretch of stressful silence before an abrupt gurgling swept down towards them followed by a screech.

"Mistress!!!"

Benefits of Stealth

 

Hidden Space and Serpentine Wiles - Caress Melani's Journal - Session 20

Danger Looms Large 

Caress watched as Mythram scaled up the giant-sized bricks of ice kept magically frozen and resilient, beside her Lyra's eyes followed the process as well and produced a subdued "Hmm" as they watched the rogue seem to suddenly slipped on to the roof.  The paladin almost hadn't noticed it, and probably wouldn't have if the sorcerer had not reacted.

"Well, that's odd."

In the distance, Mythram looked over the edge of the roof down at them with similar confusion.

"She... skipped the forbidden floor, am I right?"

"Yes, sort of a crimp in space, just...zip right along they went."

"I think I just missed something," Ravyn said, reminding them that her sight and hearing were currently up with her familiar Ibjeet. "We're on the roof. And there are ogres. Mythram is lowering a rope."

There were indeed ogres on the roof, tending a massive siege weapon, larger than anything she'd ever seen on the walls of Neverwinter or Waterdeep. Granted those had been defensive installations, built by people size like her and the elves. This thing, felt like a weapon of war and destruction.

Sneaky sneak