The Ruins of Tamoachan

15th Planting – 2nd Flocktime, 612: On the Seas

The Sea Wyvern and the Blue Nixie spent the next few weeks sailing on calm seas ever southward towards Fareshore. Before leaving Fort Thunder Aely purchased a Bag of Holding from Shadow, Arn Galter’s man. She also spend time and money stocking it with all sorts of, ahem, useful itemsn such as soap, nylon rope, a butterfly net and, well, one gets the picture of a woman out of control with a credit card, er, gold pieces.

2nd Flocktime, 612: Tamoachan

The ships stopped off shore here as Lavinia had promised Urol Ferol that he could search for the lost ruins. So that he not become lost, she asked the party, who suddenly discovered that Remnil was once again missing ?, to accompany the gnome lest he become as lost as the ruins. Ever dutiful, Aely, Kaywen, Kevrey, and Styvesandt set out with the ranger at the lead. As they moved further into the jungle Styvesandt began to question Urol as to the veracity of the map. Urol explained that he had purchased the map from a one legged sailor. Hmmm . . . ‘Peg’ claimed he had been given the map by dying elf they had fished from the sea. Hmmmmm . . . It seems this elf before he expired told of an expedition to these ruins and the finding of a heretofore unexplored section of the city! Hmmmmm . . . . It was this new area that Urol was anxious to find and enter. When Styvesandt asked what had happened to this party, Urol replied that they had been attacked by a strange eight-legged lizard . . . . with glowing eyes . . . . that had turned all the other party members to stone. At this point Kaywen stopped in his tracks as the description sure fit a basilisk, and he had recently had the pleasure of being stoned by one. “WHAT!?” Urol kept walking non pulsed, saying that they should not worry as he had purchased some stone to flesh potions from a mage back in the Queen City of Enstad, someone named Raela. “Not sure why she had them on hand, but I have plenty.”

“How many is plenty?”

“Two”

Hmmmmmm . . . . . . .

After about an hour and a half walk they did find some ruins and using the tattered map they did find a seemingly intact area. They did not find a basilisk but they did find some stone statues that did resemble the remnants of an adventuring party. Entering one of the passages they encountered and many eyed, many mouthed beastie which did its best to devour them before they slew it.

Leaving this chamber Aely walked straight into the basilisk, but managed to stay fleshy and they eventually drove it off into one of the many collapsed tunnels that were around. Finding only one other promising opening, they moved inside. In one large room they were trapped by a wall of fire. In another they had to break through a wall of iron. ‘There had better be something worthwhile in here.’ In the final chambers they found themselves in a death struggle with a lesser varrangoin and a will o’ the wisp. They did manage to destroy the former but the latter proved a much more persistent and pesky foe . . . until . . . Aely pulled out her trusty butterfly net and trapped it!

In these final chambers they realized a true find – a golden idol of a bat with rubies for eyes and tiny slivers of pearls for fangs. It seemed a sort of representation of Camazota, the ancient god of bats and the night. It radiated a faint aura of transmutation magic. Identify magic suggested it was some sort of key. While it did have great monetary value, 2,500 gp, they knew better then to sell it, at least not for now.

Having exhausted the new area, they returned to the ships and set sail southward once more.