Back Doors and Short Cuts

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Scribe Notes

Summary

Adventure: Back Doors and Short Cuts
GM: Keith
Season: Winter 818 WK
Night: Tuesday
Level: Medium

Party
  • Kerry -Shapeshifter, Dark mage played by Helen Saggers
  • Pierre - Short Illusionist played by Ian Anderson
  • Brigetta - Human Bard played by Jacqui
Employer
Aqualina
Mission
  • Open a link between Beth Salem and Phile'Delpha (somewhere in North Terra Nova)
  • Set up Rune Portals from Rangiwhero to:
  • Beat up any drow encountered and take their stuff
  • Explore, Report, Co-operate
Pay
Coconuts and salvage (kidding) - Kerry requests half her coconuts be replaced with an equal weight of fish.

Scribe Notes

The Traveling players from Pro Bono reunited.
Brigetta – Human Bard – Party leader, scribe, military scientist
Pierre – Halfling Illusionist
Kerry – Shapechanger Celestial

Chapter One

1 Frost

Aqualina met us in the Guild Meeting Room. She seemed disappointed that they were only three of us. She had three main things she wanted us to do:
1) Check out the island to the far south. See how the people are recovering from the Drow attack.
2) Find the missing portal key and explore the Seventh City of Pacifica – Phila’delpha in Terra Nova
3) In the process of 2) explore the Hidden City of Pacifica – known as Pellucidar
We spent some time discussing how we’d get to the bottom of Alusia. Suggestions included faeries, a certain Willing Prince, and one California Smith who has a flying ship. In order to contact California Smith, we needed to find the current headquarters of the Gentlefolks Exploratory Society – which may be in Novadom or in Pasifika. And strangely enough, we soon concluded that it was quicker (and safer) to go to Pasifika.
We spent that afternoon in preparations and making purchases.
Aqualina gave us 3 x six-pack of waters of healing
Greaters from Aaron Rank 12
Lessers
Restoratives (1 dozen from the trader from Slippery Rock).
Amulets (including Amulets of Jasper 8000sp) at 25% mark-up
2 x Broomsticks – valid target for any flying spell – effects unchanged, except that it is the broom that flies, as if under the effect of Instil Flight at that rank.
Kerry loaned amulets of anti-stunning to Pierre and myself.
Pierre found us a happy halfling party for the evening, with excellent food and drink.

2 Frost

Next morning, we set out for the Bethsalem portal with Aqualina who was going with us as far as Pacifica. (37 mph for 4 hours = 148 miles). We landed outside Tobintown in Brastor and went into town for a fine fish lunch. In the afternoon we flew on to the Sea of Grass and reached the ruined city by sunset. We landed outside the ruins and rode in on illusory mounts, reaching the portal without incident.
We rode on through into the portal and into bright tropical sunlight, in a different set of ruins, with a great pyramid ahead of us. A runner arrived shortly, who appeared somewhat disappointed. Apparently, they were expecting California Smith back from Pellucidar. The runner said we should talk to Lord Wren, at the Society Station. We were led to a large bungalow, where we meet a distinguished gentleman introduced as Lord Christopher Wren. Apparently, they have mislaid seven members, two porters and a cook in Pellucidar, and were keen to employ us to go in and find them. In return, arrangements could be made to borrow their flying ship.
They gave us an excellent dinner, and comfortable beds to sleep in. And then equipped us for an expedition, with pith helmets and canvass tents, rope and hammocks, pots and pans, and something called quinine to stop a disease called malaria. We were permitted to purchase handy haversacks and emerald moss potions from the trading post.

Chapter Two

3 Frost

The pith helmets proved to have a little shuttered magic lantern on them for use in the dark. They also have spyglasses. And camping stoves. And a water-purifier in the form of an alchemical sponge (works on 25 pints). And hot-weather outfits. And pocket-watches.
Daily prep: Witchsight, Dance of Swords, Mind Cloak, Coordination, Long-strider
Other buffs: Invisibility, inspirational song. Tea.
Trader: The pith-helmet is traditional, don’t you know?
Brigetta: Your tradition, not mine.
Christopher Wren: There’s a sign saying ‘Danger beyond this point’….
Brigetta: When did that ever stop Guild adventurers?
By lunchtime we were packed and ready to go. We decided to go through invisible, because it couldn’t hurt and might help. There was no difference, except the person who went through to Bethsalem first noted there was a brief person-shaped flash as the next person came through. They gave us a key to open the gate around the Pellucidar portal.
Finally, we stepped through the portal to Pellucidar. It was hot and humid. We were in an ancient city, the stones covered with creepers and vines. Some huge flowers. And among them were zombies, shambling towards us. Some kind of weird plant zombies. They appeared to be under some kind of control, giving us little choice but to fight them…. They sprayed poisonous pollen at us when they died, to little effect. They proved to be “yellow musk zombies”. As we looked around we saw more plant creatures, some of them obviously semi-sessile, others moving more rapidly towards us. The semi-sessile ones appeared to be the controlling ones. But then they stopped and did not continue to press the attack. We took advantage of their hesitation, and I cast a locate on the missing Mister Smith, while Kerry cast wings and we took to the air. Fortunately, the jungle did not penetrate the circle of portals leaving a cleared area we could launch from.
It soon became evident that we were in fact inside a huge cavern. We flew over the jungle. We could see the sea, but Pierre did not want to fly over the sea, in case there were giant jumping pike in there. Luckily, my arrow was pointing along the coast. Then, in the distance we saw what looked like a human being chased by a pterosaur. Until Kerry cast a web at the pterosaur. Which failed to resist and crash-dived. We landed and spoke to the young woman. She explained that her name was Diana and she was with the Gentlefolks exploratory society. Apparently the Morlocks have captured their party and taken their stuff. She managed to sneak out past the mushroom people and was planning to return to Pasifika for help.

Chapter Three

We walked back to the beach and without difficulty caught a brace of what a previous party had called “lunchus valiumus” and proceeded to grill them for lunch. They were indeed tasty. Various creatures arrived to snack on the deceased pterosaur. Diana was concerned for her companions whom she believed were soon to be sacrificed to the Morlock’s god. We learned that Morlocks were degenerate humans with pale skins and large eyes who dwelt underground and avoided the light.
We decided to fly. There was an issue with finding a place to land until we spotted a clearing by a waterfall. We landed and began discussing our next move. And that’s when the little Deinonychus turned up. I sang the soothing song, and it sat in my lap. Mummy and daddy dinosaur weren’t so keen though and eventually called baby back to the herd.
We walked on through the jungle, the longstrider spell making it far less tiring. The vines weren’t helping… And as we stopped for a moment, the vines grabbed at Kerry and lifted her off the ground. Then we saw the blobby creature, some forty feet up the tree, the vines extending down like the arms of a giant squid. It and its fellow did not survive long under the onslaught of magic, javelins and a whomping rubber tree!
Next, it was giant wasps coming at us through the jungle. We cast spells at them. They kept coming, except the one that got stuck in the web that Kerry had cast. One fell to my flurry of blows, and Pierre had almost dispatched his when I kicked it. The one in the web flew off in pain. I was covered in ichor. Later but rather sooner than expected, the artificial sun flickered, then flickered more rapidly and dimmed to the intensity of moonlight. Next, the stars turned on. Pierre created a sleeping platform up in a tree, and we pitched out tent on it. We set mosquito nets and Pierre cooked dinner.
Watch order: Brigetta, Kerry, Diana, Pierre (plus guardian spirits)

4 Frost

There were jungle noises in the night… and spiders trying to climb on the platform getting swatted by adventurers. Looking around there was plenty of evidence that it had been a wise decision to sleep somewhere other than the jungle floor. There was evidence of a dead plant – a dead triffid (according to Kerry) that had been having a fight with a spider. I attempted a ritual of recitation in an attempt to learn more about the place, but to no avail.
After breakfast, we got down from the platform and marched on, and out of the jungle into grassland. There were things there too, plant creatures hiding behind the tussock, making odd drumming sounds. It was language of sorts, and they were speaking of “food”. Evidently, we were their idea of lunch, as they proceeded to spray acid at us. Which temporarily blinded Pierre, but thankfully the rest of us resisted.
Kerry: We’re going to turn them (plant monsters) into coleslaw!
I kicked one of them right in the onions. It rattled back at me. Kerry chopped away at the other one. They whipped at us, but missed… and we shredded them into bits.
Ahead were the cliffs. We could see the cave entrance, guarded by a pair of mushroom folk. Between them stood a fungal guardian, which Diana said would scream and set out a cloud of soporific gas (which is what got their party into trouble).

Chapter Four

Pierre: They’re mushrooms, they can be sautéed….
Kerry: With butter, in a sortie.
Pierre made us invisible and we approached stealthily. We soon saw that two triffids stood a little to the flank of both mushroom folk. I softly cast a shell of silence around the fungus, so that any screams it made would not be heard, as Pierre and Kerry went in on the attack. Then I cast energy spray at all the targets, as Pierre, Kerry and unexpectedly, Diana, started slicing mushrooms. When the shrieker was the only creature left, I fell to shooting it with arrows until it expired.
We crept into the caves. There were more mushroom men. It was a case of one each. I soon discovered that the only weapons that were really effective were those that did slashing damage and even them their integument was tough to get through.
In the next cavern there was a spiky thing in the middle of the floor, surrounded by other spiky things… we sneaked past it very carefully. I vowed to drop a thunderclap on it if we came back this way. Kerry said that it had an aura, it was a living sentient creature called a roper.
In the next cavern we saw two giant bugs… cave fishers. But as we were sneaking past, I slipped on a patch of fungal goop. The bug immediately shot a sticky thread at me, which I severed with my battleaxe. That seemed to be its tactic, fire sticky ropes at potential prey and try to reel it in. Kerry webbed them with light. This attracted the giant bats. Which ate one of the cave fishers, while Pierre cast an illusory rock around the other one. The bats moaned and we were afraid. Then they attacked. And we fought back. Kerry stuck one to the ceiling with a web, while the other attacked me, and I pummelled it to death, assisted by Pierre. Then Pierre knocked the other one out of the air with one wing. We took the skins thinking they might make some kind of magical cloak.

Chapter Five

We carried on sneaking through the tunnels until we came upon an intersection that was, according to Kerry, magically trapped with something that would cause confusion. We acrobatically leapt or flew across the trapped area, and found ourselves in a small chamber which stretched out to a cave full of random rubbish to our left and a passage to the right. From the right-hand passage there came the sound of many bodies shuffling and murmuring, and over them a strident voice haranguing them. What they intended we would never know, because as Pierre carefully sneaked forwards, one of them, unusually alert, must have heard something, and sounded the alarm.
They came out, at the charge, spoiling for a fight. Fortunately, the passage was narrow and they could only approach two at a time, so they could not surround us, but it was very much hand to hand combat. It did not help when the creature from the rubbish heap joined in from our rear, flailing its tentacles, or that the Morlock shaman kept trying to mess with our heads, eventually succeeding in convincing Pierre that he was some kind of small lizard (fortunately, I was able to rally him and convince him otherwise). But we vanquished the Morlocks, and whatever plans they had for world domination came to naught.
“He’ll be singing soprano in the choir invisible,” as Brigetta the Bard slew a Morlock with a solid kick to the groin.
We found various magical potions and fetishes on their bodies, and not far away a cave where the female Morlocks hid with the children. We told them we were not here to hurt them and persuaded them to find a new female leader along with a new and more positive direction for their people. Further on, we found another chamber where the Gentlefolk Explorers were incarcerated. We freed them along with a lizardfolk woman whom we returned to her village. There we enjoyed a fine feast and finally got to rest the night.

Chapter 6

6 Frost

In the morning, we headed back to the overgrown city, ready to search for the missing portal keys. We pressed on through the jungle, avoiding giant ambulatory plants and over-sized insects. Thankfully the plants didn’t move very fast.
Kerry: “Where’s the flame-thrower?”
Brigetta: “We didn’t bring a fire mage…”
Following the arrow of my locate on the portal stone, we saw a steep-sided square pyramid ahead of us. There appeared to be a hole in one side, obscured by vines. Blocking the way were swarms of insects. I suggested clearing them out with a thunderclap, but Pierre proposed a more subtle approach, smoking them out. We found that the area had a variety of familiar plants which suggested it must have been cultivated – including tobacco and a certain daisy that I knew was good for repelling insects. We dried the tobacco leaves and daisy heads over the fire as we made lunch, and then fashioned torches and simple smoke bombs. When we threw these at the insects they moved rapidly, swarming away from the hole, but away from our torches.
Inside were ruined corridors. The ceiling glowed faintly blue with the lights of failing ancient magic. We could hear something stomping in the far distance, further in.
Brigetta: “I wasn’t planning on wandering around aimlessly. I have a direction, you see.”
Still following the arrow as best we could, we came to a large room where caryatid columns supported the ceiling. Pierre entered, and their eyes seemed to follow him around the room. He found a door, which led to a closet in which there where four sets of greenish-brown robes, one set smaller than the others. They smelt faintly of mothballs and had some kind of protection magic on them. When we moved towards the other door, in the far wall, the statues moved to block our way. Until we put the robes on.
Down the next corridor we came upon a golem with a broom, endlessly sweeping the floor. Fortunately the ceiling space was high enough for us to conceal ourselves above its head while it trundled past. Then the arrow turned, so we back-tracked and found a concealed side tunnel. Down the tunnel we came to a room with a dais on which sat several portal keys including the Philadelphia key we were looking for. Two more statues stood, flanking the door. Pierre sprang on top of the altar and started lifting the portal keys while Kerry and I each waited by one of the statues. Predictably, the statues animated. Mine was soon smashed to bit, and I joined Kerry in beating on hers, which was soon also in fragments. We took their swords and beat a retreat, as more statues animated and followed us. Looting could wait. We got to the big room, and they stopped. But we kept going, making a hasty exit. As we ran out we heard voices crying, “Beware the madness…"
We returned to Pasifika where we had the things we had found divined. The swords were repositories for diamond weapon spells. The cloak conferred strength of stone on endurance and trollskin on the wearer. We saw Aqualina who babbled on about a strange nightmare she had, something about the sceptre of order. The ship was not yet ready to take us south so we would go to Philadelphia, where we should meet with someone called Iolaus.

Chapter 7

7 Frost

There was some discussion as to what to do next. California gave us a strange little drawing and asked us to find out if the philosophers in Philadelphia knew what it meant. We would also take the spare portal key for Pasifika. It was mid-afternoon by this point, but it would be mid-morning in Philadelphia according to California.
We plugged the Philadelphia key into the corresponding socket in the Pasifika gate, but nothing happened. Obviously, there was no key at the other end. So, we went through the gate to Malachandra. The sky there was pink and the ground red. There were guards, who asked us out business, and we explained we were Guild members, and just passing through. So, we went on through the portal to Philadelphia. The sun was bright here, and high in the sky. There were guards here too.
Pierre: The amazing things you find out when you actually read your paperwork.
We needed to meet with their council before we could install the portal stone. They quickly agreed and explained that the strange diagram was about balancing energies or some such. We discussed what we would do next. Apparently, some of their people, who are mostly air mages, have embraced the ice and gone down the mountain. About twenty years ago. Among then was the Laonome, the sister of Iolaus – he asked us to look for her and gave us a picture. They told us there were frost giants, and frost dwarves, yeti and winter wolves down there. Up here there are farms and so on, and a weather shield to keep the air and warm in.
We decided to stay the night and head out in the world. That night there was a magnificent auroral display. I was most impressed. But it told us one thing – we were a lot further north than anyone had thought.

8 Frost

In the morning we prepared to leave. They gave us potions of aerial affinity to take, together with scrolls of resist cold and rings of feather fall. There was a permanent feather fall on the mountain so all we had to do was step off. Kerry cast wings on herself and me, Pierre spread his own wings, and off we went. We were glad of the resist cold magic… there was ice condensing on us. As we looked back we could see that the mountain was the highest of an entire range. Down below Pierre could see a person – an old woman with a basket full of green foliage on her back. And a chicken. We landed perhaps a hundred feet ahead of her. We were invisible, but she could see us. Hmm… We explained that we were looking for someone, and she explained that they were probably in the village by the lake. Saying she was going that way she asked if we could escort her. Kerry whispered that the ‘old lady’ was a long-lived sentient with multiple colleges.
As we headed down we came upon a pair of dwarves fighting a giant and his winter wolves. We decide not to intervene in their altercation, having no idea who was in the right. I attempted to bardic voice them into a peaceful resolution. One winter wolf ran off and eventually the giant wandered away, leaving one dwarf dead and the other grumpy.
The old woman gave us each a doll with a linking life force in it and went to her hut which sat on the edge of the village.
We found Ioluas’s sister, who invited us to a lunch of beet soup and rye bread. The village was called Fnord. Apparently, the villagers were trading with the frost dwarves. But they had problems with the ice giants, who were preventing them from reaching the city.
When we went outside, we saw that the old woman’s hut was gone. leaving two chicken footprints…

Chapter Eight

9 Frost

It got dark quite early, at about three in the afternoon. We spent the evening in the longhouse, with Pierre and I entertaining the children (and many adults). It was a long night and next morning, we woke well before dawn. That night, as I pondered the situation, I remembered the rune sticks we got from Aqualina. Unfortunately, as she had explained, they were not paired with each other, but linked with others in Pasifika. We would have to go find a Rune mage. After chatting to Iolaus, we found out that it was likely that there was a Rune mage among the dwarves. The people here had a trading post with cold weather gear, fur boots, and snow shoes for sale. They also provided us with a snow ranger as a guide, a blonde woman named Greta. She was a hunter, killing for meat for the village and furs to sell to the folk further south.
It was still not light when we set forth, under witchsight, unseen, longstrider and dance of swords. After about an hour we came upon a herd of wollypegs – eight-legged furry herd beasts – mutated llamas, perhaps. Greta explained that they are farmed for their wool – and that we were wearing it! As we watched, a little invisible winter fairy named Peri exchanged greetings with Greta.
We carried on walking. Greta was talking about hunting caribou when we heard sounds of running feet. First, we saw a dwarf, running as fast as he could. Behind him lumbered a trio of trolls. I hailed them, but they just growled back. So, the fight was on. Kerry and I began by tossing spells at them, while Pierre sneaked up behind one troll and cut him but good. Then we waded in, while Greta shot at them with incendiary crossbow bolts. Two more trolls caught up, and joined in about a minute later, as one by one the trolls fell beneath our blows. The annoying thing was that they kept on getting up again. In the end we had to resort to pummelling them into unconsciousness and applying tar oil, then igniting it with flint and steel. It struck me that the trollish ability to regenerate from anything but fire had the nasty effect of dooming them to an unpleasant fiery end, but what could one do?
Brigetta (as the party was fighting a gang of trolls): “Am I the only one here who doesn’t regenerate?”

Chapter Nine

As we finished dealing with the trolls, the dwarf came trotting back. He thanked us and introduced himself as Bari. Bari McKenzie. Which struck me as very strange indeed. He explained that the giants were being a bit more aggressive lately, and Kerry suggested that it might be migration, that something might be pushing them from the other side. Might be ice dragons. The bards might know.
He led us to a stone door which led to a tunnel that opened out into a gigantic cavern. Ahead we could hear dwarves singing in a strangely accented dwarven. He took us to an audience hall where we met with the clan chief, one Tommo McKenzie. He explained that the dwarves had a legend that they took a wrong turn in a tunnel at some point and found themselves here. They stay in their halls and don’t get out much. I drew them a map of the world as I knew and explained how we had got here (and how the name McKenzie was also that of a human clan in Caledonia – there had to be some connection). They agreed that there were excellent possibilities for trade (and adventure). We were in the Five Kings Mountains. To the north was the Roof of the World were the giant ice bears and the ice dragons dwelled.
They fetched their rune mage, Gilda, and she agreed to make us a fresh set of rune-sticks in return for our collection of giant axes (that we could not use, but they could modify for their own purposes).
We spent a pleasant evening sharing songs and enjoying a feast of mushrooms. I found that the kitten I had found crawled into my pack on Pellucidar and that I had called Freya was curled up in the forge. Which was odd.

11 Frost

A day passed, and the rune sticks were ready. I say ‘rune sticks’ but these were staves, made of metal and engraved with runes along their length. Gilda and Greta accompanied us as we headed to the base of the mountain. Kerry cast wings on us, and Gilda provided resistance to cold. We talked to the people in Philadelphia and they agreed to the installation of the rune portal, setting it not far from the trilithons. Then we returned to the village and set up the other end – inside a building they had erected for the purpose, with provision for trading. The portal worked and all was well.
We inserted the portal keys for Bethsalem and also for Pasifika so that we could return directly to Pasifika. After some discussion about keeping an eye on the portals and making sure that everything was magically balanced, we thanked Iolaus and went back to Pasifika.

Chapter Ten

There we spent the evening regaling the members of the Gentlefolks Society with tales of our adventures. They were very pleased with our efforts in opening up new areas for exploration.

12 Frost

In the morning we spoke with Aqualina, and learned that the mysterious island to the far south has apparently vanished, and cannot be found. She wanted us to instead investigate an undersea plateau to the south of the great trench where the horrors dwelt. She wanted us to place one of the rune-sticks at the north-west end of the oval-shaped coral expanse. At the south-east end was a sunken city, where there was a temple to something nasty.
We would take the flying ship, so there should be little difficulty in getting there.
After an excellent morning tea, Aqualina took us out to the ship. She would sit in the helm chair since it would drain fatigue. Shortly we were heading straight up. And then off we went…
Some distance out and Pierre called out that something was coming. I could just make out something blue and indistinct. Pierre said it had wings. Apparently, we hadn’t gone far enough west to avoid the horrors. It proved to be a flying creature, some kind of fungus with a bad attitude. It started flying across us.
Kelly: “We’re being attacked by a flying weed. Make that a flying fungus… Break out the butter!”
We fired spells and arrows at it first, but then it got too close. Kerry leapt on it, straight into close combat, bringing it down onto the deck. Immediately, I dropped my bow and joined her, pummelling it with both fists. Pierre joined in, briefly, then suddenly felt an aversion to hitting it any more. Finally, it succumbed to our blows. It dissolved to goo… We chucked the corpse overboard before it burst into fire. We learned later that it was a minor horror called a migo. Nothing was left, except some very sharp claws, and the scars on the decking.
After that, it was plain sailing. The waters changed from deep blue to a brilliant greenish turquoise as we began to cross over the coral. There were swarms of octopuses; with too many eyes and too many tentacles. Further over the reef there was a more normal aquatic environment, with schools of tiny fish swimming between coral heads. Aqualina choose a spot and landed the ship a bit abruptly. We were greeted by a pair of merfolk who had been isolated from their kin. Many had been killed by the horrors, but this place was safe. There was some kind of barrier around the location, keeping the horrors out. More sea folk joined us as we kept talking. Aqualina dived down to plant the rune-stick deep under water, until I yelled at her and insisted that she plant it in the shallows where it could be used by both aquatics and land-folk.
However, were we supposed to get back to Pasifika in time for the feast that evening. We got back on board and Aqualina flew the ship back, making a much better landing this time. There was a splendid feast with a wide selection of fancy rum drinks and small mountains of food including a whole roasted pig. There was singing and dancing, and the telling of our tale over and over.



Winter

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Mil Sci

Daily Pattern

  • Sleep/Camp 10 Hours
  • Travel 10 Hours
  • Meals 2 Hours / 2 Hot meals + 1 tea
  • Rituals 2 Hours

Sleep gives 3/hr 6 hours sleep = 18ft

Travel Magics

Star Wings Rank 7
37 mph for 240 min
Cast by Kerry.

Shadow Wings Rank 7
37 mph for 240 min
Cast by Kerry.

Watch Order

Marching Order

Main body front:
Main body rear:
Tail Guard:

Formations
Single file:
Open area:

Buffs

Buffs listed in the table don't need to be detailed, other buffs not on the table must be mentioned at the time they are cast.
Y means always on, N/- means never on, 'Sit.' means when the party has time for buffs before a fight.
Weapon Spells which weapon/s it is going on normally should be noted also.

General notes.


Long Duration Buffs

Magic Rk Effects Dur Ft / cast KER ELD BRI
Shadow Form 12 26 range/melee defense - 13 in close 390 mins 2 Ft Y
Coruscade 12 26 range/melee defense - 13 in close 390 mins 2 Ft sit
Name ## Does stuff ?? hrs ?? Ft

Short Duration Buffs

Magic Rk Effects Dur Ft / Cast KER ELD BRI
Witchsight 10 See invis/in the dark 330mins 1 Ft Sit Sit Sit
Light sword 6 +7 Strike Chance, +3 dam 11 mins 2 Ft Sit Sit Sit
Dark sword 6 +7 Strike Chance, +3 dam 11 mins 2 Ft Sit Sit Sit
Strenght of darkness 9 +6 strenght 100 mins 1 Ft Sit Sit Sit
Name ## Does stuff ? mins ? Ft Sit Sit Sit