Prized Possession
Oh Fortune, he doesn’t have it easy. First, the yuan-ti of the party nearly kills him in an earlier battle using the Hunger of Hadar, causing necrotic scarring all up his right arm and side. Then, as he’s concerned with the increasingly murderous tendencies of said yuan-ti who’s talking more and more with his sword, he decides to do something about it. The yuan-ti is unconscious after a lengthy hop between worlds and there’s Fortune’s opportunity. Just, chuck the sword into the woods, hop to the next world, everything’s fine and dandy.
So he grabbed the sword. He shouldn’t have.
Do you know what happens when two beings like Hadar the Devourer and the Lord of Luck fight inside of one mortal soul? For the right to claim the soul as their prize, the body as their vessel? It’s not pretty, let me tell you.
The Lord of Luck won out in the end, but not after Hadar made Fortune cut off his own hand, the one holding the box containing his cards. So as of right now Fortune is one hand short, a few nightmares and mental scars richer, and the owner of a soul where a sixth of it is beyond saving.
Also he seems to have severed the yuan-ti’s connection with his patron. Whoops. (Sorry not sorry) ----- Also to be fair, it was fucking lucky it was Fortune who touched the sword and no one else. He’s the only one who stood a chance against Hadar’s possession, since he has a sponsor of his own to fight for him.

















