Characters: Ora Greystone (dwarf), Kyria, Tris
The three were ‘popped’ alone onto a empty path about 50ft from a crossroads. Tris had been at home packing up for adventuring with her husband thus arrived with all her gear. Kyria had been ‘popped’ out of another adventure with Bumble and Sir Francis, and thus also arrived with all her adventuring gear. Unfortunately, young Ora the dwarven miner was at home cooking a rabbit stew and studying her secret talent of magecraft when she was popped out – so she arrived with naught but a pot of stew, a spoon and her spellbook.
While the two rogues met up at the center crossroad, Ora at first hid in the woods, checking out who the other two were. Her interest got piqued when they announced to one another to be ‘professional adventurers’. Ora over the most recent years, had dreamt of adventuring, but had never given in to the desire – it was bad enough that she practiced magic in secret she couldn’t imagine how she would ever be able to hide her talent while adventuring.
Gathering a bit of courage, Ora stepped out of the woods and greeted the others. After introductions were made, the trio of women continued along the road looking for a clear space off the path to set up a tent for the evening dark that was fast approaching.
Tris located a clearing to the south-east and set up her tent. While the others were gathering wood for the fire , Tris noticed a chest situated just behind where she’d pitched the tent. How it got there or what was in it was a mystery but oddly the rogue did not approach it or mention it to others at all for the first while as they made camp or ate.
In the midst of their evening meal of rabbit stew (thanks to Ora) they heard an odd mewling sound that sounded from behind the tent. They followed it to its source and discovered the chest as a group. Tris looked it over for traps and unlocked – all the while pretending to Ora that she wasn’t doing anything thiefish. Inside Tris discovered her kitten, Kyrie found her puppy and Ora a spellbook -not her own (or her grandmothers) but some other book filled with various spells.
It was only after the group was retired to tent for the night and about the sleep that strange noises sounded from outside, large growlie sounds. Ora seeing a large looming shape just outside the back of the tent, made a small fist and attempted to punch it. She succeeded but it was very ineffectual.
In fact, when she exited the tent to see what it was that she attacked – nothing was there. Not even footprints. Distrustful of how that could be, Ora snuck away to cast a spell – Detect Magic, from that she learned that the chest was magical and that there were indeed tracks but only visible through magic – illusionary magic.
Ora tried to convince the others of the creatures attack on the tent but since Ora was the only one to hear it or see the tracks – no one believed her.
It was about this time that each woman began to hear the calls for help from their loved ones. Ora heard her mother calling out for help. Kyria also heard her mother calling to her. Tris heard the cries of her daughter, her eldest child.
Each encounter was slightly different but each met with their loved one who needed them to give up the item or pet that was found in the chest, afterwhich the loved one disappeared. In Ora’s case her mother not only wanted the new spellbook, but her personal one as well. Despite Ora’s uncertain belief that this was all an illusion and some sort of trap, she caved in when it seemed that refusing to give up the book would suffocate her mother.
When the party regrouped by the tent once more Ora was adamant that this was all an Illusion. (game paused)