E9-13 - "End of DROW Road"

Khara Dwarf-lady asked us what news of the surface we brought. We could tell her little. I said DROW attacked last timeI was there. Days ago... Khara seemed grim and then looked around saying we need to escape... but how? The Svirfneblin brothers pipe up and tell us of a secret tunnel they were digging to escape. It leads back to the surface. How gnome-venient.

Following the tunnel, we made it through and into the tower of Ashasba, but the doors slammed shut before we could get out. Motley smelled DROW. A DROW showed up and threatened us... we were told to give back the pendant or we would die slow painful deaths.
Motley don’t think so.
The DROW looked familiar... yes.... this DROW was a leader amongst the spider-kissers. Time to kill. A half-DROW, half-spider, that was enormous loomed atop the staircase waiting for us.... what is that... thing? A DROW-DER? A SPID-ROW? Remgrem said a DRIDER.... worth multiple DROW... hehehehe. But the big baddy worth much more.

Remgrem looked around and said, “Contacter me, Elminster did. Tell him we are okay I did.”
I sighed. Why no tell him we almost out and surrounded by DROW!? Not that we needed help. Motley got this.

The DROW leader shot webs at us and they stuck to the floor. Motley jump to the side and dodge them. Must kill leader... Drider first? Drider first! I charged up the stairs and hacked into the DRIDER’s nearest leg. It screeched like a spider and Tharnel ran up and got smacked in the process but helped Motley slash slash into big spider DROW, splashing purple blood out of it. OOh! Hehe blood! I smacked the DRIDER again in the side this time, and more purple blood oozed out.

The leader DROW shot lightning at Motley, and zapped me. I growled and turned to face the unruly spider-kisser. I resisted the mind control. MY MIND IS MY OWN! No more mind control! Bad DROW! I was slid across the floor from the force of the blast, but Motley’s mind is not taken over.

A ghosty ghost appeared above an altar in the center of the room. It old human with long beard... Elminster!?
“In time of neeed, comes I, Eminster! To help the defenders of Shadowdale! Take my spell!” Yay Elminster!
The altar burst into flames and Khara made us know she neeed to reform the pendant by heating it, then cooling it and giving it blood. It coud help take down the DROW. Which there were many of...  help may be needed.

I ran past the Drider which Remgrem was finishing off and charged the unholy drow Cleric. I hacked into the thigh, then darkness popped up around me. Cloud.... damn cloud! I could see nothing but I heard Khara and Remgrem cry out nearby. I heard the fire sizzle and Kharas boots run away from me. Good. She used the power to heat pendant! Now she need to cool it...

I felt the medallion from Motley’s dream as Brandis pulsating on my neck. I, Motley reached down and touched and suddenly there was light. The darkness was gone and the DROW looked very confused and stunned. I smiled ad swung my pick into the DROW again. In retaliation a swing came back at me with a magic rod, but I ducked. Motley too fast for stupid DROW and their stupid tricks!

In a flash of bright light an angel appeared... purple skin... wings.... it flew down from the altar and cast a spell of healing, and Fargrim and Remgrem looked much less bloody. Where did angel come from? Elminster send more help!? We not need this much help... as long as angel not kill DROW, Motley happy.

Tharinel came to my rescue and slashed a DROW that had snuck up behind me, slashing into her twice, drawing a red gash across her armor. I turned back to the shocked DROW leader and hacked again! Hurting the other knee badly! I could sense the holy magic of the angel bouncing around the room. We could not be defeated! Fargrim cried out a thank ye, as Tharinel killed the DROW behind me, that was dressed in purple revealing clothes. Eck!

The DROW leader was trying to flee. Motley not have any of this. Motley charged up and hacked into other knee again and dodged a whack from wicked magic rod. Remgrem ran up, determined to take Motley’s kill! No! Bad GobGob!

I jump into the air and throttled the leader and hacked the pick into DROWs forehead, ending the life of the resister. But it melted into spiders.... spiders... not a DROW? Still worth a lot of DROW kills in Motley’s book... but would we ever seet that DROW again?

The DROW were all dead, and the pendant had been reformed but not in time to really help. The angel of Elminster vanished and Shadowdale was saved. We exited the tower and made our way back to the Old Skull Inn where the journney had begun. A feast awaited us and many praises and cheers.

Elminster himself sat by the fire puffing his pipe. But something seemed to trouble him still. Why so sad!? Motley killed thirteen DROW in the Underdark! The more Motley kills the more Motley’s brain grows back! Yay! Motley now can remember where Motley’s home is! ...Baldur’s Deep! Or... wait no.... Neverport? No! Mithraly Moon!? Motley no know!

The pendant... it spoke aloud.. the beared of the pendant is the true heir... Khara maybe? Motley no know.. but the day was saved. Yay!

Time for a good rest!!