Session 9: The Howling Island
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Summary
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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.
- The audience sensibly chuckled and applauded lightly.
- It occurred to Diedric that the ring described in the poem matched the description of Azhar Al-Farid's ring, although his has an empty socket with only two rubies. Probably just a coincidence.
- Sirocco floated over to Ember and the party, happy to see more primes enjoying the splendors of the Plane of Air. He asked if they were Sensates like Ember.
- He gossipped about Ember eloping with the Prince (Prince Zekir al-Suhail), causing a major scandal as he was to be wed to a member of the Palace of the Mists. Ember blushed.
- Ember asked if the Sultana (Sultana Samira al-Suhail) had reconsidered her request for assistance. She had not, with the djinn more concerned about Jabal Turab stirring with activity and believed that her son could take care of himself.
- Asking around, the party learned Jabal Turab is a volcanic island in the Elemental Plane of Air with a vortex to the Elemental Plane of Fire -- at a point not too far from the City of Brass. Efreet live there and there are often conflicts with the Djinn. They do engage in commerce however, with the Djinn trading books and wind instruments.
- Ember explained that Prince Zekir and she had traveled the Boundless Blue on their honeymoon and stumbled on an island in a dark patch of cloud. It emanated a howling sound, which led Prince Zekir to believe it held an artifact that could control the wind. He entered and never came out. That was two days ago.
- She pled for the party's assistance, saying she could not return to Sigil until she knew Zekir was safe.
- The party argued amongst themselves for a time, with Cedani making a case for true love -- and they agreed to help.
- Thankful, Ember provided them with directions -- to head in a specific direction until they saw The Waterspout -- and then to head down until they reached a howling patch of dark clouds.
- The party spoke with a rude djinn (Khamzin al-Jahim) asking questions about travel in the Plane of Air. He sighed, looked up from his book, and explained that the large clouds are fairly stable and can be used as waypoints... and that they should research next time.
- Octavius asked an air elemental servant to transcribe the poem sung by Sirocco. Looking somehow annoyed, it did so.
Falling With Style
- Willingly changing the direction of down, the party had a much easier time navigating the plane.
- They skimmed over the surface of clouds and passed through several, the world turning a dark gray during those passages.
- Eventually, they saw a large spherical ball of mist, the air getting wetter and wetter as they approached. The roaring of water could be heard within.
- Octavius launched Alaundo, his mouse familiar, ahead to scout. He plunged eagerly through the misty veil.
- [squeak] "You'll want to see this!" Through their connection, Octavius could see a massive column of spiraling water.
The Waterspout
- The party followed Alaundo and beheld a planar wonder and statistical improbability -- two vortexes to the Elemental Plane of Water within miles of each other, the first releasing an awe-inspiring vortex of water upward and into the second vortex.
- Many party members drank the cold sweet water and bottled it in vials and waterskins.
- Following Ember's instructions, they descended past the lower vortex, falling through the mist veil.
The Howling Island
- As they eventually approached a dark brown cloud, the sky grew darker, as if it were dusk, and they could hear the howling sound that Ember warned them about.
Subterfuge and Disruption
The Avatar of Yan-C-Bin
Flight of the Kobolds
Maps
NPCs Encountered (or mentioned)
- Ember, the Crimson Sensate
- Sirocco al-Hikmat, the Most Humble of All Djinn
- Sultana Samira al-Suhail, Sultana of Qasr al-Suhail
- Khamzin al-Jahim, the Rude Djinn
Memes
DM Thoughts
- The players actually appreciated natural planar phenomena like The Waterspout. Based and Planescape-pilled.
- Lots of party conflict. Good, good.
