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[Dampe]

You continue to make a circle, until you arrive almost at the same spot you were before. A passageway leads to the north. Without hesitation you bolt down it, while the howls and curses of the werewolves (who have by now stumbled upon your homemade oil slick) echo down the halls. You enter a large room, empty save for an ornate silver sarcophagus resting against the opposite wall. It's a dead end!

A faint scratching noise can be heard from about knee level inside the sarcophagus.

[Dampe]

  You guys are going to love this next bit

[Peradon]

"Now can I hide in the coffin?!

Open the coffin, as dramatically as possible, of course.

[Dampe]

As you put your hand up against the sarcophagus and dust off part of it, you see what it reveals. Ornate engravings of wolves surround that of a fierce-looking warrior raising a sword to the sky.

"Felyx the Mighty / Hero of Ilbete / Slain in combat against the dread werewolf Vilkas Varcolac."

You slowly pry open the sarcophagus, and with a clatter, out falls a black cat and a small pile of equipment.

The cat begins rolling around on the floor and shouting:

"Lemmeoutlemmeoutlemmeoutlemm- Oh. Thanks."

"Uhhh..."

"Uh..."

"You're a talking cat...?"

"How long have you been in there for?"

"Approximately speaking? Seven hundred and five years, eight months, twenty-nine days, six hours, and fourteen minutes."

The cat stretches out on the stone floor and begins cleaning himself nonchalantly.

"Of course, that's two thousand, eight hundred, and thirty-seven cat years, but who's counting?"

"Do you have a name?"

"Of course I have a name! What kind of question is that?!"

"Could you tell us what it is?"

"Name's Felyx! What's it to ya?"

"You're the 'Hero of Ilbete?' But you're just a cat!"

"Hey! I'll have you know, I'm one-hundred percent enchanted feline!"

"So you're a magic cat?"

"Correct!"

"But aren't you supposed to be a human? A dead human? How exactly did you become a magic cat?"

"Beats me. I have a couple theories about reincarnation, but I'll keep those to myself."

"It is theoretically possible to transform a dead human into a magical cat unable to die of natural causes. If you simply used a spell of polymorph and-"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, magic man. Any of you ever heard of a fellow named Vilkas Varcolac? Lemme tell ya, he's a real nasty guy."

"Of course. He's been chasing us around these catacombs with about a half dozen of his werewolf buddies. As a matter of fact-"

Felyx's fur stands on end.

"Wait, wait, wait... He's here? Right now? Nonononononono, get me outta here..."

Felyx leaps onto Cromwell's back and digs his claws in.

"Aaaargh! Furry mongrel bastard!"

"You can help yourself to my werewolf-slaying gear, since it doesn't fit me anymore, and I'm too small to swing my old sword. There should be enough for the three of you to get one thing each!"

"Uhm, there are four of us."

Felyx pokes his head over Cromwell's shoulder and bats him in the nose with one paw.

"Hah! You get me to ride on your back, and I'm more valuable than the stuff I used to kill werewolves with."

"So, we've got my sword, my invisibility cape, and my spellbook. Who wants what?"

[Peradon]

What equipment is there?

[Dampe]

What equipment is there?

Sword, invisibility cloak, spellbook.

[Peradon]

Grab that there spellbook! Gloss through it....

[mastahcheese]

Grab dat cloak, after setting the cat on someone else, that is.

[Dampe]

Next post coming tomorrow.
Tawa, you get the cat.
(Trust me, it'll be useful!)

[mastahcheese]

((I'd have kept the cat for myself, but I can't be a proper thief if I let an invisibility cloak pass up!))

[Dampe]

"Fuck you, furball, that invisibility cloak is mine!" you reach around and grab Felyx by the scruff of his neck before tossing the screeching cat into Blacke's arms. You then proceed to scoop up the cloak and hold it tightly while giving your companions suspicious glares.


You pick up the spellbook and thumb through it. There must be hundreds of spells in here!
But, you weren't exactly at the top of your class in wizarding school, and a lot of them are much too advanced for you to learn at the moment.
Memorizing just one should be fine for now, but you'll hold onto the spellbook for later.

[Peradon, you can memorize one new first-level spell of your choice at no cost. You may be able to use the spellbook again later, but I don't want to give you too much power right away and break the game. I've seen what you can do with a spell of Light, so I'm a bit wary of giving you something actually dangerous.]

"Hello, there, magic man. That sneakybeak didn't want to carry me, so I shall simply use you as a conduit for my will instead."

You would have liked the spellbook or the invisibility cloak, but a magic cat could come in handy...

Dampe picks up the sword and examines it with a trained eye. An ornate silver longsword forged by a master artisan, the weapon is engraved with beautifully detailed images of wolves and werewolves, as well as a single word written in Common along the blade: "Wolfsbane." Dampe gives it a quick twirl to try it out and grins.
"I could take those wolves on by myself with this."

Cromwell has obtained an elven cloak of invisibility!

Plor has obtained a spellbook!

Blacke has obtained Felyx the magic cat!

Dampe has obtained Wolfsbane! (+1, +2 against lycanthropes)

"Alright, we won't have long until Vilkas and his cronies show up, so we need to make a plan, and fast. Any suggestions?"


[The rules that the DM's guide gave for invisibility are pretty lame, so I'm going to handle the invisibility cloak a bit differently. I'll go into detail about the rules for the invisibility cloak in a later post.]

[Dampe]

And, Tawa, the cat is going to be very useful at some point.
Felyx has a lot of secret powers.
 

[Dampe]

Also, I drew some pictures related to our D&D game on a worksheet in class today, I'll upload the photo later when I have access to a USB cord.

[Dampe]

[DISREGARD]

[Tawa]

Try and figure out what the cat does.

"Sweet spellbook, by the way. Mind if I take a gander at it later?"