Combat halted, Gerdi brought the group to it's senses and ended the fighting. A bloodied "4" agrees to accompany Shariq to his home for refreshments. Shariq shares that the city, at least this district, is grateful because he ended the reign of a cruel crime boss named Al Terim (Ter EEm). For the first time in generations the people are safe. At least for now.
He had left this city to be the assistant to a merchant when he was very young. Now that his adventuring days have concluded he has resolved to return home. His goal is to bring justice to his people. Not knowing all that has been transpiring with the countries warlords, Shariq refers the group to a contact, Lysie.
A Sun Elf of unknown age. Beautiful, deliberate, mischievous, and flirtatious. She summons forth illusions with such detail it is hardly realized. She animates to help illustrate her explanations. This is wonderfully entertaining, and her refreshments put some in Halaraah to shame.
Lysie is quite helpful, her knowledge of Hurshuk and his kind is useful, more so her knowledge of the area and the number of war-camps he now controls. The group has decided to follow a lead they first heard from Shariq in regards to an ancient monastery deep in the desert. It is believed that an ancient mystical text resided there that gave a Warlord incredible strategic knowledge on the battlefield.
Everyone enjoyed the evening and set off the following day. Liam had to be coaxed, not wanting to leave Lysie's side. But she prompted him to cast a spell of Recall so he can rejoin her that afternoon. She had also crafted a parting gift for him. Recently Liam has started donning the Phoenix helm. The odd thing (though it is very beautiful) is that it wasn't a full helm, more of a intricate statuette that could also serve as a skullcap.
Lysie had attached the Phoenix to a masterwork Full Helm complete with visor. The Hinges for the visor were symbols of Garagos cas t in gold. The end of the phoenix is now the beginning of a cape of flame. It both gives off light and has no physical mass. It reacts to movement and the wind. Quite a site to behold.
The group sailed and reached the monastery before dawn the next day. Assuming it was still being run by monks, they knocked. A bloody battle left with 3 dead Dragonkin in the entry way, and Isbjorn impaled by a Large Longspear. We concluded the night as Gerdi heard another Dragonkin inquiring about the ruckuss.
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