PBP – Aurox and Gemgori
The first light of dawn had yet to crest the horizon when Ro’ratore, chieftain of the Gemgori, summoned the adventurers to the edge of Etenward. The air was charged with a somber energy, the remnants of the pact ritual still hanging thick like morning mist. Ro’ratore, as resolute as the ancient stones that surrounded them, addressed the party with a clear, authoritative voice,
“You have been bound by the Ruthar Bovagor, an oath forged in the sanctity of Thurgo’s resting place. The Aurox, our corrupted kin, dwell in ruins to the west, their souls tarnished by a dark pact. They have forsaken the old ways for bloodshed and chaos. Your pact demands you remove their blight from this land.”
Ro’ratore takes a moment, his gaze fixed on the horizon to the west, where the ruins that house the Aurox lay hidden. His imposing figure, almost that of a water buffalo, stands as a testament to both the might and the wisdom of his tribe. With a set of formidable horns arching from his head, and eyes that shine with an ancient depth, he embodies the spirit of the Gemgori.
“Their stronghold is not just a den of corruption, but a fortress of sorrow for our tribe. It is a place where the earth cries out for relief from the taint they have brought upon it.” The buffalo Gemgori looks at the group, stopping on Rabbert. “I will accompany you to Tinlin’s Junction and then head south to Torgoth to ask the council what we should do about this one,” he says, leaning his head to point toward Derek.
It is early in the morning. You are fully rested. What would you like to do?
Rabbert:
“I thank you for all your hospitality Ro’ratore. I do have a few questions if you would be so inclined as to answer. I am curious as to the last time you encountered these Aurox and what it took to obtain the trophy you carry around. I haven’t had many chances to read about Aurox and was wondering if they had a similar structure to their strongholds as your tribes. Do they have a chieftain as well?” I would like to start copying the spell I found into my spellbook. Rabbert approaches Cetiri “It was quite strange that you disappeared within the tomb during the chaos. Is there something you wish to discuss?”
Cetiri:
Cetiri, maintaining her composure and the hint of a smile, responds to Rabbert, “During our time in the tomb, I realized there was more at play than we initially thought. In the chaos, I felt a pull towards a deeper understanding, a call I’m still trying to decipher. It’s not something I can fully explain right now, but I assure you, it’s a matter I intend to explore further. Perhaps, when the time is right, I can share more. For now, let’s focus on the task at hand. The journey ahead demands our full attention.”
DM:
Ro’ratore nodded at Rabbert, “Ah, your curiosity shows wisdom. The last time my tribe clashed with the Aurox, it was a battle seared into my memory. We met them with our brothers in Bovingor. We hoped we would have the numbers to destroy the beasts. The trophy I carry,” he says, lifting a grotesque, oversized hand, “is a grim reminder of the cost. To fell just one of these monstrosities, we paid dearly – six of our bravest warriors fell under the Aurox’s merciless onslaught. Their sacrifice will not be forgotten. “These Aurox, they are not like us. They have forsaken the ways of the Gemgori, indulging in brutality and chaos. Their ‘strongholds’, if they can be called that, are nothing like our tribal gatherings. They are desecrated grounds, soaked in blood and darkness, a far cry from our sacred places. But if you are wondering of fortifications, I believe they will have them. We were not able to make it that far without turning back due to losses.” “And yes, they have a chieftain. A leader as twisted and corrupt as they are. He goes by the name of Gorath the Bloodhorn. A brute of immense size and strength, his mind poisoned by Mor’goloth’s deceit.” —— Anyone that is listening to the conversation may make a history or religion check to determine what you learn about Mor’goloth.
Illidan:
Illidan shrugs at the party “Even though I’ve already accepted the Ruthar Bovagor, even if I hadn’t, I’d still step forward to help. If these Aurox are as dangerous as they appear, it only adds to the challenge. The fact that they’re powerful makes the prospect all the more exciting.”
DM:
From a historical perspective, Rabbert and Illidan recall critical details about Mor’goloth’s past. Rabbert’s extensive studies in ancient texts, and Illidan’s education among the high elves bring to mind the era known as the ‘Twilight of Spirits.’ This period saw many elemental and nature spirits evolve or corrupt as the world transitioned from an age of raw magic right after the Great Sundering to one where civilizations began to take shape. Mor’goloth, initially a guardian spirit, delved into dark powers to counter the encroachment on his domain. This quest for power led to his transformation into a deity of malice. T
he historical texts detail numerous conflicts between Mor’goloth and Melora, The Wildmother. These conflicts often played out through their followers, with the Aurox clashing with the devout followers of The Wildmother. Several ancient battlegrounds, now sites of powerful and dangerous magic, are relics of these clashes.
You remember learning about the pivotal moment in Mor’goloth’s history: the creation of the Aurox. This occurred when Mor’goloth corrupted the Gemgori after the fall of Thurgo. In this period, when the Gemgori were at war with the Leonin, Mor’goloth twisted many of the Gemgori leaders with promises of power. You recall descriptions of Mor’goloth’s artifacts such as the ‘Horn of Shadows’ that was given to the Aurox horde as a gift of war.
Cetiri, your religious knowledge is limited. While there are historical accounts in many great libraries, this is a lesser god mostly tied to this region. You have a basic understanding of Mor’goloth as a malevolent deity associated with darkness and violence. You are aware that he is worshipped by certain fringe groups, but the specifics of these practices or the deity’s religious doctrines elude you. Your grasp on the rituals and spiritual significance of Mor’goloth’s worship is surface-level at best.
Ro’ratore listens intently to Illidan’s words, his eyes reflecting a mixture of respect and solemnity. After a moment of contemplation, he responds: “I admire your courage, Illidan. Your spirit echoes the boldness of the Ruthar Bovagor, and it is this very bravery that we need in these times of peril.” “Your eagerness to engage with such powerful adversaries is commendable. It reminds me of the teachings of Melora, the goddess of wilderness and the sea. Just as you seek to meet these dangers head-on, Melora teaches us to embrace the wild, to find harmony in its untamed forces.” “We are not just fighting against the Aurox themselves, but also against a perversion of the natural order. Our traditions are deeply connected to Melora’s will. They teach us to respect the balance of life.” Ro’ratore’s voice takes on a reverent tone, speaking of deeper truths. “Your spirit, Illidan, seems to resonate with these ancient truths. It has been a long time since someone not born of the plains has so closely embodied the will of Melora.”
As your group continues the journey east, please make a group survival check to determine the pace that you maintain. Time, it seems, is of the essence in more ways that one. Rabbert, as someone familiar with the Plains and the travel patterns of your Warren you have advantage.
Illidan:
“Ro’ratore, your words hold great weight, and I appreciate the respect you’ve shown. For much of my life, I adhered to the expectations of my family, paying little heed to matters of religion. It’s only as I forged my own path that I’ve come to realize the resonance with Melora’s teachings that you speak of. Embracing the wild, seeking harmony in untamed forces—it aligns closely with the spirit of my chosen journey.”
“If Melora’s ideals intertwine so closely with my own, perhaps it’s time to offer my respects. In the face of these challenges and the perversion of the natural order, a connection to the ancient truths may be what guides us through the perils ahead. Your wisdom has given me much to consider, and I thank you for sharing it, Ro’ratore.”
Cetiri:
Cetiri, nodding thoughtfully at Ro’ratore’s words, asks, “I understand Gorath is a major threat. But is he the only one we need to be on the lookout for, or are there others in their ranks just as dangerous?”
Rabbert:
“Much of my life, I have spent trying to stay as neutral as possible in disputes and fights. I find solace in books and therefore had no need to be involved in wars rather than reading the history behind them. However, I have no moral dilemma in destroying these monstrosities that have plagued my home in the plains for so many years.”
“My father would try frequently to make me follow Melora’s teachings when I was younger. I did not understand the importance of it until my later years. I believe you could learn a lot from him Illidan! He would love to share the ideologies with you.”
Lyria:
“Ro’ratore, I am a life long follower of Melora. Her teachings have been of much comfort on my travels. Knowing she does not approve of these abominations of nature only strengthens my resolve to put an end to the Aurox. Since you have battled them, could you tell us of their fighting style, or of any weaknesses you know of? Any additional information could change the outcome of our upcoming battle.”
Illidan:
Illidan Addresses Rabbert “Your father’s adherence to Melora’s teachings sounds intriguing. I must admit, much of my life was spent following the expectations of my family rather than exploring matters of religion. I find myself at a juncture where the wisdom of Melora might hold valuable insights for my life going forward. I’d be honored to learn more about these ideologies from your father, Rabbert. A fresh perspective might just be what I need on this new leg of my journey.”
DM:
Ro’ratore listens attentively to Illidan and Rabbert, nodding in understanding as they speak. After a moment of contemplation, he addresses them:
“Illidan, your openness to the teachings of Melora is a testament to your evolving spirit. Embracing her ways can indeed guide you through the darkness we face. Rabbert speaks true. His father is very wise; his knowledge can benefit you greatly. While the Gemgori follow Melora’s path in our own way, her teachings are vast and varied. Each of her children, across different domains, offers unique perspectives. Rabbchard will certainly have answers if you wish to understand more of Nature’s Way and learn the path of Melora’s children.”
Ro’ratore smiles at Lyria’s declaration of faith and resolve. He gathers his thoughts for a moment before responding, his tone carrying the weight of hard-earned experience.
“Your faith in Melora will be vital, Lyria. As for the Aurox, be wary of what we call the Blood Frenzy. When Aurox feast on flesh and blood, they seem to grow ever stronger and more aggressive. A wounded Aurox can become a far deadlier foe. You must aim to incapacitate them swiftly. The longer the battle goes on, the more their frenzy is fueled.
He then turns to Cetiri, his expression turning more serious.
“Cetiri, you raise an important point about the threats we face. Gorath, the chieftain of the Aurox, is indeed a formidable adversary. However, he is not the only danger. The Aurox are also led by a spiritual leader, a master of dark rituals and corrupt magic. If we are to truly weaken the Aurox, this spiritual leader must be confronted. Without defeating them, the Aurox could easily be reformed and continue their path of destruction.”
As the party continues their journey to the Warren, the surival roles were a group success. Illidan, tapping into his expert understanding of the land, navigates the natural terrain with an almost intuitive sense, identifying the safest and quickest routes across the rolling plains. Meanwhile, Rabbert’s knowledge of his Warren’s travel patterns optimizes their course, ensuring Illidan is pointed in the right direction.
By evening, the group has covered a good distance, with the confident expectation of reaching the Warren within two days. As night falls, Ro’ratore directs the preparation of their final camp. In the morning, he will part ways with the group.
As the group settles down for camp, Ro’ratore takes a moment to address a pressing matter. He looks towards Derek, who lies in a tonic-induced slumber, carefully watched over by one of the Gemgori soldiers. The weight of the situation is evident in Ro’ratore’s expression as he turns to the group.
“I wish to discuss the fate of Derek,” Ro’ratore begins, his voice carrying a seriousness that matches the gravity of the situation. “He has been subdued for now, but we must decide what to do with him. His knowledge of the tomb we uncovered is a risk if he is allowed to roam free.”
He pauses, gauging the group’s reaction. “I plan to seek counsel from my elders and the herd mother on this matter. Their wisdom will be crucial in making a just decision. However, I value your insights as well. You have journeyed with Derek, faced challenges alongside him. Your perspective is important in determining his fate.”
Illidan:
“Ro’ratore, I understand the gravity of the situation and the need to consider Derek’s fate carefully. I owe a debt to him for a kindness that changed the course of my life. He saved me in a moment of peril, sparking a transformation within me. It set me on a path toward becoming the person I aspire to be.”
“I willingly joined this adventure with the primary intent of repaying that debt. Having helped him into the tomb, I have faced the danger that laid within. I consider my obligation fulfilled. Derek’s fate, henceforth, is no longer my concern. However, I respect the decisions of the group and understand the need for caution given his ties to the other people in our group.”
Rabbert:
“Derek has been in my life for quite some time now. I wish no harm to fall onto him. He has been a trusted friend. We have had our share of disputes through the years and this one hurts deeply. I thought he would understand the great power that rests within that tomb. I do think we should allow him to be free after we decide how to handle the information we uncovered. We should consider who should have access to the knowledge we have before anyone else.”
Cetiri:
“Rabbert, I value the bond you share with Derek, but we’re facing a dilemma that goes beyond personal ties. Derek’s entanglement in Ellisar’s schemes, whether he intended it or not, poses a serious risk. If he tells of this place, he could inadvertently lead dangerous forces to Etenward. It puts the ore and the Gemgori at risk.
“We need to consider every possibility. I think we should find a way to modify his memory, erasing any knowledge of the tomb and the Athium. But if that’s not an option, I’m afraid we might have to consider holding him captive, at least until we find a safer solution. It’s a harsh measure, but the stakes are incredibly high. Perhaps the Gemgori have some means of altering memory?
Am I familiar with the Eternal Concord?
Lyria:
“I agree with Cetiri, I think the best option is a memory altering spell or potion. Derek has been my friend for a few years now, and while I don’t agree with his antics, I don’t want to see him spend the rest of his life in prison or worse, this to be his last adventure. Ro’ratore, do you know of anyone that has the ability to alter someone’s memory? Or Rabbert, could there possibly be anyone in your warren that has this ability?”
DM:
Based on your history rolls, you all are familiar with the Eternal Concord. Based on what I see in each of your backstories, you don’t have inside information as to their current agenda. You can think of your knowledge similar to knowing what the CIA or FBI are but not actually knowing what threats they are dealing with at the moment.
Historical Formation:
The Eternal Concord was formed ~150 years ago, following the fall of the mighty Numerian Empire and the end of the catastrophic Dragon War. The world was left in ruins with nations teetering on the brink of collapse. Recognizing the need for a stabilizing force to prevent the world from falling into complete chaos, a group of diverse and dedicated individuals came together to form the Eternal Concord. Their mission was to help nations rebuild, to maintain peace among them, and to guard against threats that could further destabilize the world.
Organizational Structure:
Council of Harmony: This is the governing body of the Eternal Concord and is made up of five individuals, each chosen by a different branch of the organization. Lortha (Firbolg) is the head of the Council and niece of one of the founding members, Puman.
Department of Investigations: This department operates under the leadership of Elrohir (Elf). Under Elrohir is Lady Adira (Human).
Department of Diplomacy: This department, led by Calanthir (Elf), is responsible for foreign affairs and diplomacy.
Department of Infrastructure and Rebuilding: Led by Galena Stonefoot (Dwarf), this department is responsible for the rebuilding efforts in various nations post Dragon War.
Department of Extraplanar Activity: Skamos Redflare (Tiefling) leads this department, focusing on defending against supernatural and extra-planar threats.
Department of Conflict Resolution: **Alder Wisenn (Halfling) leads this department, mediating disputes and conflicts to maintain peace.
The Eternal Concord has a twofold mission:
To maintain peace and provide support to nations as they continue to recover from the aftermath of the Dragon War. They act as mediators in conflicts, negotiators in diplomatic talks, and contributors in rebuilding efforts.
To safeguard the world against supernatural threats that could plunge it back into chaos. This includes preventing the resurgence of dragons, thwarting attempts by cults or rogue entities to summon powerful beings, and combating any extra-planar threats that might seek to exploit the world’s vulnerable state.
Additional Information:
The Eternal Concord, despite its neutral stance, has had a substantial impact on global politics due to its influence and the respect it commands. However, this neutrality also brings its own set of challenges. The Concord is often caught in the middle of power struggles and is viewed with suspicion by some nations who see their influence as a threat to national sovereignty.
DM:
Lyria, Cetiri, and Illidan, your knowledge, while not extensive, tells you that memory alteration is a complex and specialized magic. It’s rarely used due to the delicate nature of the mind and the ethical concerns it poses. You understand that such spells are typically beyond the skill set of intermediate magic users, requiring an advanced understanding of arcane principles.
Rabbert, with your high arcana roll, you’re well-versed in the specifics. You recognize ‘Modify Memory’ as a sophisticated spell (5th level enchantment), typically within the realm of higher-level mages (at least 9th level wizard or bard). You know it requires not only significant magical power but also precision and a deep understanding of how memories form and are stored.
With over 20 on your roll, also know of other ways memories can be magically modified. There are certain potions rumored to have memory-altering effects. These potions, however, are rare and often come with unpredictable risks, as the alchemical process to create them is complex and fraught with uncertainty.
Your studies have revealed that certain creatures, such as mind flayers, possess innate abilities to manipulate memories. Mind flayers are infamous for their psychic powers, which include the ability to invade a person’s mind and alter or erase memories. However, dealing with such creatures is extremely dangerous, as they are not only powerful but also typically malevolent, driven by their own inscrutable agendas.
Rabbert:
“Cetiri, I am sure you know of the hazards behind what you are asking. It is otherwise unheard of, not to mention, incredibly difficult to procure. I believe we should find a different solution. As much as I dislike getting involved in politics, I believe it might be the best course of action to contact an official of the Eternal Conchord. Does anyone object?”
Illidan:
Illidan steps back and forth nervously “Ehhhh as i’ve mentioned a few times my family situation is somewhat…… precarious. I would very much not want to be renowned in any way that might somehow be linked back to my family. Perhaps and I know this is unfair of me to ask but could we use a surrogate or a middle man to offer this information to the Eternal Concord maybe your father Rabbert.”
Cetiri:
Rabbert, I appreciate your inclination to involve the Eternal Concord, but I have concerns about widening the circle of those who know about the Athium and the tomb. The more people we involve, especially in a government as expansive as the Eternal Concord, the higher the risk of the information falling into the wrong hands. There’s always the possibility of encountering corrupt officials who might seek the Athium for their own gain, not to mention the danger of exposing the Gemgori and their sacred site.
“Given what we know about memory modification, there are indeed risks, but also potential solutions closer to our reach. Since your father is attuned to the druidic ways, perhaps his warren might have knowledge or resources to concoct a memory-altering potion
“Illidan… who exactly is your family? And which side of this coin do they fall on?”
Illidan:
“My family do not side with Ellisar if that is what you mean. Ill say they are prominent in High Elf society but, the less anyone knows the less chance anyone will recognize who they are. I am who I am and I act how I wish even if my family would disagree, saying that I do not wish them any hardships by knowing me. Forgive me for having my secrets.”
Rabbert:
“I can appreciate your insight Cetiri. I will agree to work towards your solution. I do think Derek deserves more than the way we are treating him. He is only a treasure hunter and cares not of what the treasure is used for. If erasing his memory of this whole debacle is the best case, then I will gladly help to find this magic.”
Cetiri:
“I agree with Cetiri. I don’t think giving this knowledge to others would be in our best interest. While the Eternal Concord seems like a peaceful organization, we don’t know anyone personally that we can trust. Especially if we need a middle man to keep our companions identity a secret. I personally think finding a way to keep Derek from speaking or remembering this event would be our best option, and if nothing else then we contemplate speaking with the Eternal Concord”
Could I do a history check to see if anyone in my village dabbled in memory altering spells or potion making? Or if along my travels I have come across a potion similar to this? Or even a spell so Derek cannot speak or write of this event even if he remembers it?
DM:
Amidst your conversation about potential solutions to prevent Derek from speaking about the event, Rabbert brings up the spell ‘Geas’ (pronounced ‘gesh’). This is a spell of command, more related to a curse than a simple enchantment. It is a 5th level spell that binds its target, forcing obedience or causing intense psychic pain.
Rabbert, as you listen to the conversation, your mind wanders back to a story your father told you when you were a youth. It meant nothing to you at the time, but it was about an Harengon known as Bramblefur – the Warren Elder that led before your grandfather. The tale was tinged with sadness, revolving around the loss of his wife, Willow.
Willow was a vibrant and beloved member of the warren, known for her healing skills and her deep connection to the natural world. Her sudden passing in a freak natural disaster left Bramblefur devastated. He struggled daily with the overwhelming grief, finding the memories of their life together too painful to bear.
In his anguish, Bramblefur asked to be given Lethe’s Tears and be sent away. After much contemplation and with the support of the warren, Bramblefur was granted the escape. The elixir erased his memories of Willow entirely. He was sent from the Warren so no one would remind him of what he now forgot. While a sad story, your father spoke of some choosing the solitude of emptiness over the ache of loss.
Rabbert:
“As I recall, I can remember stories that my father told me when I was younger. They may be a possible solution at my warren. As for now, we will let Ro’ratore take Derek to the tribe until we return.”
DM:
Ro’ratore nods thoughtfully at Rabbert’s words, a look of deep respect in his eyes. “Rabbert, your father carries great wisdom. And I see this in you and those you surround yourself with. I will keep this in mind.” His gaze sweeps over the group, the flickering campfire light casting a warm glow on the intricate ornaments of his curved horns.
“Your unity and concern for your friend are commendable. Though I must seek guidance from the herd mother on what to do with him, I will convey your steadfast loyalty and potential solution. We may not control the actions of our friends, but we can offer support when they stray from their path.”
He stands, his towering figure silhouetted against the firelight. “For now I shall rest. At dawn’s first light, I will hasten to my village to share the great news. After all these centuries, Thurgo The Guardian still watches, and the Gemgori may offer aid.”
As he begins to turn away, his smile drops for a moment, a somber look crossing his face, “Melora guide you against the Aurox.”
