Sweet Dreams are Made of Geese
6 Flamerule, 1502 DR
Waterdeep's Fellowship of Bowyers and Fletchers summed a party from the Glassfang Syndicate to investigate the quiet from their best fletching farm, Seelie Goose Farm. Its owner, Ryenne Gosling, had recently passed ownership to her nephew, Liam Geeson. This shouldn't have resulted in any issue for the Fellowship, but now Seelie Goose Farm has ceased contact. Without the largest supply of feathers possibly, the Fellowship is running low on their arrows and bolts. They requested we go investigate the farm and renegotiate trade. Aber, Dahlia, Forvist, Snap, and Sylk (myself) headed out to Undercliff to search.
As we walked by fields, we heard a distressed call for help from a goose being attacked by another goose. A mix of us dispatched of the offender, but before we could check on the Common-speaking goose, there was a bright flash of blue light. All of us, regrettably, turned to geese. We retained some of our own abilities, but our gear had vanished, leaving us in a weakened state. The goose we saved, named Geesus, pleaded for our help. He was responsible for a failed casting of Geas ("Geese"), turning all in the area to geese until Ryenne Gosling had the deed to her property back. Evidently she was tricked by Liam. I will admit, I had not caught the full story, being too bothered about becoming a goose. But the task was clear, so we all continued to the farm.
Chaos arrived quickly. When the alarm honk sounded, Liam sprang into action to take care of us. However, we already knew he preferred his space more tidy. We ruined the garden, tracked mud, stole boots, and of course, killed his henchgeese. Despite all of our efforts, it was truly Dahlia's assistance that saved the day, finding both the deed and Ryenne trapped in the cellar.
After taking down Liam, we returned to Geesus, whose Geas finally dispelled when seeing Ryenne with her deed. We turned back into ourselves, received gold, and returned with good news to the Fellowship of Bowyers and Fletchers.
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Loot (to be finalized later, estimates taken during game)
- 575gp (115gp/ea)
- Warleader's Bag of Holding
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It was a lovely morning in Waterdeep. And we were horrible geese. -Sylkran "Sylk" Teke'zynge