I can’t believe it, we’ve let another powerful serpentfolk escape us alive! First it was that damned priestess, Yarzoth, in the bowels of the lost temple on Smuggler’s Shiv. Now, a powerful mage in the shape of a humanoid crocodile has eluded us. Someone – Golan I think? – said it was a powerful beast called a Rashaka.
Yarzoth was a powerful foe, fought in the bowels of a hidden temple on Smuggler’s Shiv. Her mental domination of our companion Chydak distracted us enough to give her the upper hand and all we could do was to subdue him without hurting him too badly. And since she was ready for our attack, she held her own against all of us pretty handily. The bronze door traps she had rigged temporarily captured both Pol and me under their tremendous weight. Her summoned undead minions were just an obstacle, easily overcome, but when she started casting her spells we were fortunate to have Joffa to state their effects. Dadak and Pol had skeletons of their own to battle, but with the additional poisonous snakes she summoned they seemed to stall even Dadak’s momentum. But her defensive spells were only a stopgap and the battle soon turned our way. Unfortunately, she had one last trick up her sleeve; when she slapped her bloody hand against the huge statue of a bat winged and footed woman her form turned gaseous allowing her to fly across the room avoiding all our desperate attacks and out of the chamber. Her escape was only temporary. We’ve had enough clues to follow her this far, across most of Xen’drik, to this lost city.
This Rakshasa was cunning, to say the least. Somehow, in the night, as the rest of us slept, he convinced Leif that he was a friend. Leif’s limited experience with sentient beings of this age seems to be a detriment and a weakness that the rest of us must keep in mind. His tale of meeting this “person” was instantly suspect to me, sure, there was a slight possibility that it was the truth, but with so many serpentfolk about, I felt there was no way this could be a free agent. The fight and his attempt at convincing us he was in danger from the serpentfolk within the Rakshasa’s arena was proof of that. He was a worthy foe, and I enjoyed meeting him in battle. The lightning that flashed from his hands was deadly and I fear I may have to change my blackened and scorched coat. If it weren’t for the strength of mind my bardic training provides or the charmed life that I lead, I am sure I would have fallen to that evil being’s suggestions and mind control. Ultimately, invisibility let that wizard-creature retreat into Saventh-Yi. Curses! We’re going to need to make a detailed search of this district to verify that he has indeed retreated.
Which brings us to serpentfolk: The discovery of a live serpentfolk on Smuggler’s Shiv was remarkable – previously they were widely known in Khorvaire as creatures lost to history. But, our discovery of clues that Saventh-Yi could be found again was even more astonishing. That led us to Xen’drik and Tazion and another live creature from out of history. One is a coincidence, two is reality. Then, shortly after arriving at this lost city, we found more bodies and evidence of a long standing feud between the serpentfolk and the charu-kai. Four bodies, led to many more inhabiting this island. Upon closer examination of the serpentfolk warriors corpses shows that they seem to have degenerated into something more primal than what I would expect from a race that once ruled the whole continent and survived the Giants from history. Is this what has become of their once strong race? I suspect there will be many more. The signs and carvings that we have found so far while exploring the area seem to be pointing us in the direction downward, down, below this city where somewhere, I suspect, we will find them – perhaps even a thriving colony!