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Starring: Nict-icon.gif Nict, Thaddeus-icon.gif Thaddeus, Tarralon-icon.gif Tarralon, & Dario-icon.gif Dario
Guest Starring: Donovan.png Donovan, Regent Tolmari, Nyssa Silverwind
Challenge: Dinalthon
Location: Vault of the Crimson Ruby, Silvertree
Date Played: 20 May 2012

Alternate title—Dario is the biggest windbag that you will ever meet.

Adventures in Babysitting

Dario-icon.gif Dario: Standing on the precipice of entering the Crimson Vault we have one of our biggest challenges to date—finding a babysitter for the child that Malyth kidnapped. We knew that we had quick access to the city of Acworth via the tunnels and so we ventured that way. The cave mouth provided no easy access to Acworth, other than by magical flight, and so it was that Nict took to the air, bouyed by heat waves, and with child in hand to seek a babysitter.

Entering the Vault of the Crimson Ruby

Dario-icon.gif Dario: The entryway to the Crimson Vault was a cold, cold room, with what Tarralon tells us is a magical piano of sorts. I leave it to him to figure it out, and while he has clues, he is uncertain about what to do. I grow bored, so I cut some ice from the wall and throw it down the hallway. I hear squeals of horror. I slowly turn around, shrug, and tell the others, "There are no traps".

Demi Planes

Dario-icon.gif Dario: As we venture forth it seems that this vault is made up of a maze of subdomains to the gods and goddesses of the world. Eventually our path crosses into the realm of the great Venal and I find a holy relic, the lost icingsmith widget of the ancients. I clutch it and desire to return it to my order. The rest of the Dario Defenders are less than thrilled but follow suit.

Load-bearing Guardian

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Dario-icon.gif Dario: With the icingsmith widget of the ancients in hand we find a beautiful scene with grisly players. It seems that we were close on the heels of Denal Thon but were too late. We stride across the bridge to find the guardian of the crimson ruby mortally wounded. As she tells us of the robbery the world begins to shake and quake. Someone grabs the dying guardian and we take off.

As the bridge rips asunder Donovan falls into the depths below and with pure instinct I leap after him, casually throwing my rope to Nict who I hope can hold us. As soon as I have Donovan in hand I activate a token, making us as light as feathers so that Nict can pull us to safety.

Reincarnated ... as a Dwarf

Dario-icon.gif Dario: We return to Silvertree and immediately upon arrival I head straight for the temple of Venal, to present this most holy of relics. As I release possession to the priestess, it slowly dawns on me that I have been once again enchanted against my will. Tarralon and Nict seek to mock me, but I inform them that this is a good thing. No one has any right to be as perfect as I am, and thus this error helps to show the world my humanity.

Final Countdown

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Dario-icon.gif Dario: From the Astrolabe we watch the eye of Sauron and determine that we will spy once nightfall comes. As we wait, and the sun sets, a transformed Denal Thon comes out of the eye. Flying over the crowd, his demonic visage is whipping the orcs into a frenzy.

"We cannot wait. We have to strike now", I say. Spells are cast and potions drank in rapid succession as we form a rough plan. Tarralon will be our runner, get the gem and run like hell for the walls. Thaddeus and Nict are to keep pressure on the foes, each in their own way. Donovan is to kite the field of battle and heal the wounded. All turn invisible except for me. I am the target.

We teleport next to the gem and I call out a challenge to Dinal Thon, compelling him to fight me or feel the wraith of Venal. To everyone's surprise, even my own, he is unable to repel the challenge and he faces me in the field of battle. I don't remember much beyond a blur of blades and magic. I do remember losing the three fingers on my left hand to his blade. That wound is now a much-cherished receipt for me flying my greatsword through the entire length of his body.

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