Eh, Atonement to move her to Neutral is probably an easier sell than doing a whole swap. We could even sell it as becoming free of her mother's influence.
That's pretty much what I'm aiming for. Just Chaotic Evil to Chaotic Neutral. That should be a huge step to distancing herself from the Abyss.
Hmmm, food for thought.

If this happened because of the wine itself, then there's a particular family in Tyrosh which will be watering the Weirwoods soon...

If this was caused by the festival... dear gods...

Guys, we moved it forward so it could work to our favour, but Tyrosh will be celebrating the same thing a month from now.

We could be potentially staring at a whole city descending into this madness... which could be an opportunity in itself now that I think about it...
:o Oh dear fuck. We'll have to prepare an invasion to save that fucking city, won't we? :facepalm:
Pfe is a minute per level btw
Ser Richard is immune, so he doesn't actually need any PfE. I think it'd be worth it for Viserys to give Ser Richard the Boneward Belt while he takes Ser Richard's Enduring Amulet of PfE.
 
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Why would we do anything?
Tyrosh commiting canniballistic suicide would spare us a lot of trouble and open up a quest-area for eaker adventurers to train.

It's a much better neighbourhood than a functioning Tyrosh.
 
Why would we do anything?
Tyrosh commiting canniballistic suicide would spare us a lot of trouble and open up a quest-area for eaker adventurers to train.

It's a much better neighbourhood than a functioning Tyrosh.
Because our party won't let us knowingly stand back and allow thousands of slaves to be massacred in the name of a dark god?

That's another reason to intervene: a successful ritual for Dionysus involving the sacrifice of an entire city probably won't end well for us.
Not really worth it, we have +19 Will when buffed. Would also cost Viserys 12 HP.
Never mind, then.
 
Because our party won't let us knowingly stand back and allow thousands of slaves to be massacred in the name of a dark god?
It's more likely the revenge of that god for abusing his festival, or some other event not directly related to the wine. Poisoned wine doesn't summon Maenads, usually.

That's another reason to intervene: a successful ritual for Dionysus involving the sacrifice of an entire city probably won't end well for us.
Meh, the whole Bachannalia is very self-destructive, that's part of the whole idea behind it, it will likely not be used for anything, just burn itself out as such things do.
 
It's more likely the revenge of that god for abusing his festival, or some other event not directly related to the wine. Poisoned wine doesn't summon Maenads, usually.

Meh, the whole Bachannalia is very self-destructive, that's part of the whole symbolism, it will likely not be used for anything, just burn itself out as such things do.
Either way, I want to follow up and attend the festival in Tyrosh prepared for trouble. Even if we end up not intervening and get Tyrosh as a dungeon-graveyard like you wanted, we can still snatch a few Maenads for sacrifice. It only takes two to grow a weirwood in full, and only two more after that to add secondary effects. :)
 
I seriusly doubt Azema knew about this, though this does bring up the question... where is she now? She could be fighting for her life this very moment...
 
Part MCCLIV: A Fitting Curse
A Fitting Curse

Thirtieth Day of the Eight Month 292 AC

After a moment's thought you say, "We need to kill those things before they drive more of the revelers mad." Waymar nods resolutely, though he is markedly less content with your next words. "We should not take foolish chances for it, though. The crowd could tear us apart if we are careless. We move together and try to slay as many of the Handmaidens as we can..."

"Handmaidens...?" Tyene asks as the four of you rush down the stairway of the inn and into the crowded taproom, luckily filled with only the ordinary feasting and drinking.

"Handmaidens of Excess, the Bringers of Madness," you answer before beginning swift incantations as the others kept a wary eye on the door. From your own magic and that bound in one of Lya's scrolls, you call swiftness in battle wards against body and mind.

Lost one scroll of Protection from Evil

"So like demons," Tyene replies, the suspicion clear in her voice.

"No," Waymar replies to your surprise, motioning to his sword, the enchanted bronze barely glimmering with silver light where your recall it had blazed bright when drawn in the presence of demons. "Demons are creatures of wilful sin, a perversion of what is good and pure in the world. These things seen a denial of all restraint and of reason itself."

"I don't suppose the people getting eaten care for the distinction," Ser Richard puts in softly as he checks the draw on Oathkeeper.

"Let's go," you call, settling a coat of scales upon yourself and then a glamor to hide the change. "Take them alive where you can..." you add.

***​

Outside, madness waits: people drinking, fighting, feasting, and rutting in the streets like beasts, moving from one to the other in the blink of an eye. You are distantly glad you ate lightly for dinner. Waymar stumbles against a man soaked in blood and wine babbling madly, and for a moment you fear he too is caught in the grip of the enchantment, but the young Valeman holds his own, the words of the Old Tongue cutting through the din. In a flash of sorcery he is next to the monster without having to struggle with its thralls. Rather than follow you speak the words of changing, weaving your knowledge of the foe into the enchantment. If it will drive men to act like beasts then you will make it one.

Even as Ser Richard leaps over the heads of the revelers, meaning to slice the thing apart, otherworldly flesh shifts... contracts, and Oathkeeper cuts naught but empty air as the creature becomes a common fox, its fur the color of spilled blood.

The revelers awaken to their state and the screams change to horror and disbelief. They run howling into the distance, or else begin to puke wine and other less wholesome things.

After only a moment's hesitation Ser Richard lunges at the new-made fox and pulls the hissing, spitting beast up. A spell of sleep gentles it soon after. "Is this going to turn back?" the knight shouts, looking like he would still rather kill the monster.. Though you assure him that it will not, the question of where to put the damn thing remains.

What do you do with the cursed Maenad and any of its sisters you manage to capture in like fashion?

[] Put them into the bag of holding, they should be guarded from any attempts to break the curse there, as long as they do not run out of air

[] Have Tyene hold on to them, they are small enough, though it does risk escape and the curse being broken

[] Write in


OOC: Waymar was actually confused there because the DC to resist the Infectious dance was 24 due to all the people on the street making the effect stronger. However he rolled "act normally" on the confused chart. And then of course the Maenad went down to Assay Spell-Resistance+Baleful Polymorph like a chump. That combination is terrifying.
 
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I dearly hope we can keep our hands one a fox.

Also yeah tortoise sounds good. Just don't make it a snapping tortoise
 
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