Adventure Note - Miss Wormtop’s Lost Drones
Tova
For my first official Syndicate job, I traveled north of Shining Falls with Fenris, Sylk, Forvist, Vernal, and Forvist’s drake to help Miss Wormtop, a middle-aged halfling woman with a very strange talent for making squirrel “drones” out of corpse flowers, nothic eyes, and dead little animals. Charming? No. Effective? Apparently, until hundreds of them vanished in the woods.
Our task was simple: follow one of her drones and find out where they were being destroyed. We did not need to recover the lost thing she was searching for, only learn where the drones stopped.
Along the way, we met a wood elf, learned there were Underdark entrances nearby, and heard warnings of aberrations and undead. Sylk carried a scimitar the elf seemed to recognize, which was interesting. Forvist also gave us a surprisingly passionate explanation of a Silver Talon Spear and how, in rare cases, elven craftsmanship can rival or even surpass dwarven work. Rare cases, mind you. Very rare.
The drone led us into a cave filled with the remains of countless little animal constructs. It touched a stone door, climbed onto the pile, and was destroyed by a thunderous magical blast. Fenris identified the trap as a Glyph of Warding. The door had only a keyhole and refused to open, despite Sylk’s Mage Hand and my attempts to test it with different types of Sorcerous Burst.
Unfortunately, all that noise woke the forest.
On our way out, we were attacked by several creatures, including a barlgura, which made the awful monkey-like sounds we had heard. It hit hard enough to drop me, which I did not enjoy. Fenris healed me, and Forvist brought the barlgura down with impressive force. Sylk held his own beautifully, Fenris’s Spirit Guardians cut through enemies, Forvist and his drake hit like thunder, and Vernal’s small blade did far more damage than expected.
Then it rained blood on the way back. Horrible. Absolutely horrible. I need several baths.
We returned with the answer Miss Wormtop needed: her drones were being destroyed by a trapped stone door protected by a glyph. For a first job, I would call that a success.
I went unconscious, yes, but everyone came back alive. Having capable people at your back makes all the difference.
And truly, nothing is sexier than capable people who have your back.