#varrim

[we-are-a-dragon]

DM: The tallest yuan-ti calls out to you. “What do you want?”

Bri (half-elf cleric): We’re here for that dwarf.

Sett (human wizard): We don’t want to do nice things to him.

DM: His eyes narrow. “Unfortunately, he has promised to bring me prosperity.”

Bri: Can you really trust him, though? You’ve bound and beaten him, he’d say anything.

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Lyra (playing Aphil): I recount the Varrim adventure.

DM: Make a Persuasion check.

Lyra: 25.

DM: Some factions are disgruntled that you didn’t get to interrogate him, but the council accepts that you did your best.

Lyra: Ideal.

[we-are-a-dragon]

DM: So Leosin is visibly disappointed that you brought Varrim back dead.

Cressida (aasimar warlock): You said dead was fine.

DM: He sighs. “I’m fine with it, but some of the council may not be. His testimony could have been very persuasive, and they’re not yet all committed to the cause.”

Cressida: Do... do they understand who Tiamat is?

[we-are-a-dragon]

Sett (human wizard): Well, we definitely need to take a long rest now, between missing spell slots and Gin’s HP.

Aphil (half-elf druid): If we’re done, we might as well teleport home.

Sett: I agree.

Bri (half-elf cleric): Don’t forget to pick up Varrim’s body first.

Sett: Good point, that would have been awkward.

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Sett (human wizard): *reluctant* We teleport back to Waterdeep.

DM: Leosin is disappointed that Varrim is dead, but he accepts it.

Ginquee (tortle monk): We take a long rest.

DM: You wake up with your normal max HP restored.

Ginquee: Oh thank fuck.

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DM: At the end of the fight with the yuan-ti, they stabbed Varrim with the idea that if they couldn’t have him, nobody could.

Aphil (half-elf druid): That does kind of complicate things. We could cast revivify on him, I suppose.

Bri (half-elf cleric): Hell no, I’m not wasting our diamond on him. They said dead was acceptable.

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DM: The devils look grumpy, but don’t get up. “What do you want?”

Sett (human wizard): We’re looking for Varrim.

DM: “And?”

Bri (half-elf cleric): And wisdom!

DM: “What do you want with him?”

Aphil (half-elf paladin): “To kill him. And you.” And I attack.

Sett: Jesus.

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DM: As you approach, the two statues turn with a grinding sound that shakes the earth. A booming voice echoes, “Halt! Welcome to the tomb of Diderius, Conduit of Clairvoyants. Do you seek knowledge, or wisdom?”

Sett (human wizard): Knowledge.

Bri (half-elf cleric): Wisdom.

Ginquee (tortle monk): I thought we were seeking a dwarf.

Cressida (aasimar warlock): Guess we’re not sneaking up on him, then.