Jaheira had suggested a few times that she should head back to the recently liberated Druid Grove and assume leadership. I hate to part ways with her, but I finally had to agree it might be a good idea. It could prevent a return of the darkness we just freed it from, and with us preparing to embark on an ocean voyage it seemed like a good idea to leave a close friend near our new castle.
Speaking of, I can think of no better “steward” for the Castle than Nalia herself. She knows how things are done, and she will command a certainly level of instant authority among those working the castle and the land.
That all left us with just a team of four for a big mission. We tracked down our friend Yoshimo easy enough, its always a good idea to have a rogue on staff! One we can trust would be nice…
And we met a paladin, a member of the Order of the Radiant Heart.

And it was time to head off. The Shadowmaster, Aran Linvail, had arranged a ship to take us to Brynnlaw, a small fishing village and port for Spellhold.

When we arrived at Brynnlaw it was quickly apparent this town had sunk into lawlessness. Its been taken over by a band of pirates. This may be to our advantage, since our mission is opposed to Amnish authority. Even if that goes contrary to my normal view on such things.
Immediately on disembarking we had a trivial spat with a group of vampires. We set off for an appealing sounding inn called the Vulgar Monkey to find a contact with information about entering Spellhold, locally known as the Assylum.

Back inside the inn, we met and promptly saved our contact from an assassin. It seems he’d fallen for a girl in the employ of the local madam.



Crud. We’d all been poisoned. Apparently betyrayed by Yoshimo. I was in and out of consciousness for a time, this seems to be Irenicus’ SOP. I was subject to another odd experiment of his. This time I had quite a vision.

Irenicus had taken something from me, and from Imoen. He said it was our souls. And indeed, we are sisters. The last seemed quite unsurprising to me, but skeptical as to what he took. Clearly it was some sort of energy, but otherwise I felt fine?
But I awoke in a dungeon, a cellar of the Assylum. With my sister and our friends, minus the traitor. Imoen was plenty surprised to see Skie with us!
We spent a few hours battling our way clear of Spellhold, and finally stormed Irenicus’ lab. We battled, and scared him off. Leaving us to walk back to Brynnlaw.
We encountered our not too reliable ship captain, who claimed to have some idea where Irenicus was heading. We all set off after him, but the ship was attacked, and dragged underwater by Sahuagin. Fish-folk of a sort. Not too friendly. They demanded we intervene in some sort of local civil war, or be eaten.


This all finally led us to the Underdark. This is the stuff of nightmares for all surface dwellers. Our team is, I think, pretty potent at this point. But the Underdark will test us. Aerie is particularly terrified at the prospect.

They directed us to a Deep gnome village not too far away. They had a problem that was more typical of what we had expected. A mine of theirs had recently gone too deep and awoken something. Imoen hopefully suggested a bear?

Next the Gnomes directed us to the cavern of Adalon, a majestic Silver Dragon. Adalon had indeed heard of Irenicus and his sister. They had recently stolen her eggs and she was furious and helpless over it. She ordered us to retreive what was most precious to her, they’d been taken to the Drow city of Ust Natha. She would disguise us as Drow for the operation. Such dragon magic is renowned for its power.

He never listens to me.
*****
Yes, detaching Jaheira to the Druid Grove is head canon. The game offers no real friendly way to part company with her. But I say we’re all still tight friends, so be it!
I’m mostly pleased with this set, but I have to admit one minor recurring frustration. To me, part of the fun of Gabby is that she’s tiny. I love the little 5’2″ woman being a fearsome mighty warrior. But it seems, whatever height/size commands I use she towers over other women. That has been constant, here it shows up in the Gabby/Ginia render. I envisioned Gabby looking up at this taller, lanky young woman and offering her comfort and confidence (the little lady says “I’ll handle that thug!”). I think the term “warrior” and description of her plate armor forces her to be bigger, at least than other women. Apparently Ginia is 4’11”. Oh well, it was a lovely image otherwise.




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