Wild:62 Fuelwen Lost His Head

Starring: Fuelwen, Brilla, Bo, and TskTsk
Guest Starring: Callow, Kordrik, Ambrose, Splat, Invisible Stalker Guide Whisper "Vacuum"
Challenge: Being hunted by good, blaspheme, pit fiend
Location: Sigil, diving in and out of other planes
Date Played: 25 May 2010

Business as Usual

Brilla: Well, it looks like the rest of the group is being actively hunted by the Celestia Courts. We came to the conclusion a bit earlier that the River Oceanious was the best course of action for us. We had a few options available for us, and we chose to go with the Revolutionary League. I was not pleased to find that this was being led by a demon, but sometimes these things just have to be done.

The portal took us straight to Bytopia where Tsk'Tsk immediately broke one of the followers necks. This caused the others to panic, something that would have undoubtedly happened. Bo knocked the others out to prevent them from fleeing, though no one seemed to care much about our actions. I just hope things don't get any worse.

Trans-Celestial Railroad

Brilla: There was a landing party that the group did not want to take part in. Neither did I, but I wanted to make sure no innocents die in this. I took the questionable healing rod in hand and made myself an impartial overseer.

This was soon broken up by an angel that came soaring toward me. I don't want to strike, let alone swing at a heavenly being. I instead chose to take flight back to the boat. It followed over me yelling about the crimes I was committing. It ignored everything around it, so I was under the assumption it was estranged.

It eventually overtook my path and reached the ship where my companions were already fighting it. I still couldn't swing at a bastion of good so I instead took to the duty of healing my companions.

The battle quickly took a turn for the worst when the angel lopped off Fuelwen's head with one swift cut. Tsk'tsk gave a furious assault before finally succumbing to the fact that we were outclassed.

We were immediately put on trial with our punishment to be another trial and return to Mt Celestia once we have finished our quest in its entirety. With the wording the way it is, this will let us wrap up all the loose ends that we may have before doing what we need to do.

🎲 DM Your sentence was to be his personal (basically) slaves until such a time as he dismisses you. Your first job he issued you was to carry on with that which you were doing, after which you would report to the guardinals with whom you already have an agreement.

Fuelwen Comes Back in Stitches

Brilla: Fuelwen was unwilling to return on the first attempt to raise him from the angel. This wasn't too surprising as the guy was the one that cut his head off.

To help keep him together, I sewed his head back onto his body. It wasn't the best job in the world, but it is making carrying him easier until we can take him to his temple for a proper burial.

This line of thought was interrupted when Spalt appeared with a note from his real daddy. It told us to try to raise Fuelwen again. We did such, and he came back to life looking a bit humbled. He keeps giving Tsk'tsk odd looks as well. I'm not sure what to make of it other than it might be something to do with their endless competitions with each other.

Sweet, Sweet Memories

Brilla: Brilla gives the memories of when she had to ritualistically kill her father and she is giving a montage of frustration on attempting to get her group to bother understand and respect her reproductive system.

Inn Sweet Inn

Brilla: Once we get back to the Outlands with Fuelwen's follower we make a quick jump back to the inn via Bo's Plane Shift. It feels good to be back, but we still have a lot of work to do. I'm going to the mirror first thing I can and am leaving a note. I'm sure Deenar has taken to staying in my room again so they should find it quickly.