Session 9: Are you my mom?
An ongoing adventure of the Mary Lin D&D Club
With negotiations underway, and a mystery brewing of who the Momota might be, the party decided to split up. Mia and Faerun borrowed a small fishing boat to head to the western shore of Great Bear Lake to search the area where the Momota were rumored to live. The remainder of the party would mind the Tabaxi and continue negotiating the new treaty.
After an uneventful lake crossing, Mia and Faerun began their search. With few clues to guide them, they started just looking for natural oddities. Thankfully, Mia was able to speak with many of the local forest creatures, and learned of an abandoned tree-top village less than a day’s walk inland. As the two adventurers approached the area the squirrels and birds suggested, they could tell something wasn’t right. From the ground, they could see wooden ramps leading up into the hundred foot tall trees, and the bottoms of what looked to be sizable huts built into the bowers of the tree. But, they could also hear clicking noises from all around, and see oversized webs hanging from the limbs around them. Wary, they advanced, looking for signs of what happened to the people who built the village in the trees. When they heard a yell and a scream of pain, they sped up their approach, and stumbled into the traps and webs of a group of giant spiders.
Faerun, swinging her axe while whispering the enchantments that imbued it with flame, hacked away at whatever spider parts got too close. Mia brought down the light of the moon, burning the vulnerable spiders and illuminating the area. With the light, she and Faerun could see three silken bundles further up the tree. Jumping from limb to limb, fighting back the spiders, only once loosing her balance and needing a rescue, Faerun advanced on the lumps of silk. Mia meanwhile saw two new translucent blue spiders materialize near Faerun, causing her to move the moon and chase them off with its argent fire. Faerun quickly slit open the silken prisons, freeing two tall people and a small bronze lizard. The lizard, on second inspection, was winged, about the size of a large cat, and clearly metallic — a bronze wyrmling. The people, groggy, drugged by the spider venom, stumbled to their feet and began asking in Elvish, “where are we? what’s going on?”
Faerun and Mia, still holding back the growing numbers of spiders, picked up the wyrmling, and got across to the two freed Elves that if they didn’t all make a run for it, they’d all be spider food. The Elves got the message, and with Mia and Faerun’s help, navigated down the tree and away to the relative safety of the woods. The baby dragon cooed, staring up at Mia and Faerun with big, adoring, baby bronze dragon eyes.
