The Eberron Campaign Thus far
Lets get somethings straight. My group is a comedy group, and our GM runs by "The rule of Cool." So this means when the bard uses summon insturment, the nearest insturment of his trained style comes to him. To those of you playing at home, you know where this is going already.
The players and their characters
Me, playing Gracia "Grace" Smyth, Shifter investigator
Raih, coworked, playing Quirrel, a sentient amphibious horse fighter
Starfall, Long term friend, Playing Selenia, a sphinx druid
Luprand, good friend, Playing Terrance Wiffapee, Half elf bard
Bug, adorable friend, revisiting Mimi, ratfolk witch
Nikon, flatmate, revisiting Valorie, human ranger/sorceror
The GM
Xilats Eratius Dert, professional Derp.
Important information
Shifter: Descendant of were-creature and human sexual relations that breeds true. Mild therianthropic powers
Warforged: Magic robots with sentients and souls
The story has had Grace, Quirrel, Selenia, and Terrance go toe to toe with some assassins hired by cultists in Wroat. The only reason why is because The shifter, the sphinx the fighter and the bard are getting a bit too close to exposing them and stopping their nefarious plans with a dismembered warforged arm, which no one is quite sure what it does yet or it's significance. The most recent attempt to stop these people have caused Grace's apartment to be visited by a Changeling (Eberron one, not pathfinder) and a warforged duo of assassins.
In the ensuing fight we have learned that Shape wood could be a terrible way to give a person with a wooden spine scoliosis and that a horse attacking your knees in this position is bad. The Changeling realizing that they were out classed and out numbered after lighting Grace's appartment on FIRE, and burning off her clothes revealing she's a transwoman, the changeling issues this fair well before jumping out the window. "I don't need to kill you, I know your secret."
So, that's were we picked up, the house on fire after the 3rd attempt on the party's lives in the last 48 hours over a severed warforged arm. And this attempt hit closer to home with Grace, because hey being outed is shit. Here enter's Valorie and Mimi, older PCS from the same setting who work for the same skin flinted dwarf that Grace does. The party agrees that the first most sensible action after healing is to go get some coffee, seeing as it's going to be a loooong day ahead of them.
Grace however, has a plan to force the cult's next move or to find information. While the rest of the group is talking to each other about what they know, Grace is writing a tell all article about the fire, the assassination attempt and the cult in Wroat, and plans to hand it off to the closest thing to Wroat's Inquirer, you know, sensationalist rag that everyone reads for entertainment. In the middle of this early breakfast Grace yells "Right! To the papers! Quirrel, with me." And she and the horse make their way downtown. The party, curious as to my plan that I formulated with the GM via note passing follows.
As a quick aside, I make about 30 gold peices because of it.
But after the article is accepted and ran, Grace suggests they adjurn to a cafe for lunch. Later that day we get a man who prides himself on an information broker approaching us with the best solid lead on the case.
The cultists have open shop in the sewers.
As we make our way through the sewers, we find their hide out, and low and behold! We see the changeling assassin and an impressive looking Orc in cultists robes. They are talking about how to kill off our party because that damn shifter woman is getting to close and it is revealed that even if they can't they can always blackmail us.
Terrance, at this point decides to summon insturment, and from the depths of the sewer, BURSTS a church Pipe organ, killing the assassin and cult leader and it lands broken near us. It gets better, well, it gets more over top and ridiculous from here, but better in that way.
See, the church organ had an air elemental bound to it's billows to power it. And now that it was damaged, the hoses began to swell. Valorie in all her wit and wisdom shoots the hose, and releases the elemental, which isn't so much angry as it is confused. This causes a hurricane that launches Valorie, Mimi, and Quirrel away from Terrance and Grace. Grace sees a door and in her mind thinks that she might get the element to vacate if she can open it. Terrance on the other hand starts to do what bards do best and trying to figure out a way to sooth the confused air elemental.
Grace makes it to the other side of the room, opens the doors which are then turned into an aircannon right down the cultits chambers. I inadvertantly splattered the head inqusitor with this move. Grace hearing that she had done some interesting damage starts to set up and go investigate how much. She ties a chunk of rope to the doorframe, and proceeds to see what else she can get her nose into. She eventually finds the sacrifical chamber and the evil summoning glyph, as well as a bunch of dead, skinned bodies. Standard cult proceedure indeed.
Terrance on the otherhand, has fashioned a crude quarterstaff sized flute from one of the spare pipes and proceeds to cast fascinate. Which echoes and resounds in the chambers of Wroat's sewage system, adding to Terrance's preformance in such a way that the entirity of Wroat is wondering what strange beautiful music is coming from the underground, or their toilets. This does work on the air elemental enough to trap it into the quarter staff, and while this does have some intersting effects for the cultists, (And Wroat's population at large) it gives us time to investigate and loot.
But first the Circle. Grace decides the best way to fix this problem of an evil summoning glyph is to deface it before it goes off. So with a shovel she removes the inner parts of the circle. Which does cause it to go off. It opened a pit to hell, and a Chain shoots up, attatches itself to the ceiling and something starts climbing out. Grace yells "Hello there" In abyssal, and the thing throws a chain at her, and misses. Grace still having quite enough of this bullshit, throws a flask of acid onto the chain where the Demon was trying to make it's assent. The chain corrades, snaps, and the demon yells "OH SHIT" as it falls back to hell and the circle again is sealed shut, but not before Terrance with wind flute staff helps cook it alive.
Then we proceed to loot, tie up the surviving fascinated cultists, and get the hell out of the sewers after we tripped a self destruct button.
In the epilogue, our party stands outside of the sewers and go over the, "That was a well done job," "Where am I going to live?" etc. When Terrance remembers. "Wait, we forgot the cultists."
To which Mimi, our little 2 foot ratfolk witch goes. "I WAS TRYING TO TELL YOU GUYS THIS!"
End scene.