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Revision as of 15:00, 13 September 2024
Contents
Summary
TODO: Insert summary here
XP Award
- X XP for blah
- Total: X XP
- Current XP: 6743 XP -> X XP (Level 5)
- (Required for next level: 14000 XP)
Things That Happened
The Crimson Sensate
- Date: 7th of Tarsakh (The Claw of the Storms, April), 1372 DR, late afternoon
The Palace of the Wind
- Surrounded by djinn lounging, eating, and telling stories in the Palace of the Wind, Ember asked the party what they were thinking leaping into another plane without planning.
- She was surprised to hear that the deva did not recall the location of the Palace of the Wind.
- The party explained Niara requesting her return to Sigil, which Ember guessed halfway through the conversation.
- She said she first needed to speak with Sirocco al-Hikmat, an older djinn surrounded by listeners sitting on low divans.
The Most Humble of All Djinn
- Taking their seats near the other djinn, the party watched a floating Sirocco tell a short story to the crowd.
Sirocco's Poem
In days of yore, when pride did swell,
A djinn did visit, with tales to tell,
Of mortals' wit, which he sought to test,
To prove his own was far the best.
A crimson mage, a desert prince,
A masked witch with bluebell tints,
Did face the djinn, his trials three,
To match their minds, their guile free.
A riddle posed, a maze to break,
A game of chance, with life at stake,
The mortals three, with clever pace,
Did pass each test, with wit and grace.
Impressed, the djinn, a ring did grant,
With rubies three, each a wish to chant,
A boon for those who proved their worth,
A tale to tell, for all the earth.
Now humbled, I, who once did boast,
Am but a breeze, a zephyr's ghost,
Sirocco, the most modest of all djinn,
With a lesson learned, and a tale to spin.
Falling With Style
The Waterspout
The Howling Island
Subterfuge and Disruption
The Avatar of Yan-C-Bin
Flight of the Kobolds
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Maps
NPCs Encountered (or mentioned)
- Ember, the Crimson Sensate
- Sirocco al-Hikmat, the Most Humble of All Djinn
Memes
DM Thoughts
- The players actually appreciated natural planar phenomena like The Waterspout. Based and Planescape-pilled.
