Friday Night Planescape

"Sure the Universe is doomed. But least we have a place to hang our hats."

Tumbling out from the dispelled magical mansion on a tidal wave of books the boys looked up at their attackers. A group of thugs and mages that seemed to be very displeased with the run-around that Heiron had been giving them all this time. The leader began to focus her attacks
on Heiron and the two powerful mages floated towards the ceiling and began an epic wizard duel. The thugs and the heroes began to trade blows back and forth. At this time a strange creature (well… maybe normal for this place) made of shards of glowing crystal arose from his seat (where he had been patiently waiting for the last three hours for some paperwork) and began to assist the heroes against their obvious aggressors.

Not only did the group have to fend themselves against the thugs, but they found themselves dodging the misfired spells from the wizard’s duel that would ricochet around the room. Plants sprang upward and enwrapped a villain. An innocent clerk was turned into a rabbit. And Heiron’s pile of books piled upward into a golem like shape and rampaged around the room trying to kill anyone in its way (all the while spouting as many book puns as it could possibly get away with).
Eventually all foes were brought down (or burned). Heiron, seeing that he had lived another day to hide himself again, thanked the heroes. There was discussion of a reward for the return of the book and saving his life, but Heiron seemed outraged and claimed that he had already given Sheldon a book. “A first edition” even. Eventually the group walked away with a magical staff that once was part of Heiron’s horde, and a magical necklace found on the body of the villain mage.

Suddenly their looting and arguing was disturbed by a curious sound of panic and chaos coming from the normally ordered and quiet populace of the berg of Automata. Running to the windows the party saw that the giant gear sitting in the center of the street had become an open
portal. And pouring out of the portal were hundreds of Modrons (The flesh/mechanical beings of Mechanus), all in a marching formation, and all marching towards the edge of town. According to Heiron the Great Modron March is an event that occurs EXACTLY ever 289 years (ret conned from game). The problem is that it’s only been 101 years since the last one. With the reassuring “There is something extremely wrong with the multiverse. Good luck!” Heiron scampers off to find a place to hide once again. But most likely this time from the apparently crumbling forces of all that is ordered in the planes.

Returning to Sigil the group brings along their Shard friend who introduced himself as Primordian and offered his services in exchange for having the opportunity to track down pieces of his home (Not that it’s the weirdest request the party has ever had). After returning to their new, legitimately earned piece of real estate and locating the money and contract, Jysson thanked the group and returned to his home on the Beastlands. Also, awaiting them at their front door, they found a scraggly looking cutthroat with a thick accent who claimed to be sent by Matty 9 Fingers to replace him in the group, but also that he was sent by a Shaman who wanted him to track down the Black Door. Most were convinced that drugs were likely involved.
Attempts to locate Matty 9 Fingers were in vain as his date claimed that he never showed up, and the staff of the Fortune’s Wheel never seemed to remember seeing him at all.

During their first night in their new home the party made places for themselves on the floor and slept. Their new hire, the Shifter whose name completely escapes me, took watch on the roof of the building only to also pass out from exhaustion coupled with laziness. In his dreams Zoren felt a strange presence and remembered the phrase “Will it join us? If not…destruction.” after awakening. Bothered somewhat by this, Zoren remained somewhat cautious during the morning.
Meanwhile the group made their way to the Clerk’s ward to look for work and to also transfer the deed over to them officially via the Hall of Records.

Passing back through the Lower Ward (their new neighborhood) the party came across a crowd that had gathered before a ruined temple sitting in the center of an open area of the city. A Dwarf seemed to be drawing the crowd by preaching the gospel of a long dead god. Via the grapevine the party was able to determine that the dead God went by the name Aoskar, who was once the God of Portals. But after attempting to take control of the city from The Lady he was slain and all worship and even mention of him was outlawed from the city. The only one who dared to worship Aoskar was the Dabus Fell, who used to belong to the Lady until he changed his affiliation. Now he walks the earth unlike the other Dabus, and many stay well clear of him fearing the Lady’s
Wrath.

As the crowd grew larger and the law-men of the city began to increase in number around the Dwarf, the Tiefling Kylie reappeared and gave Sheldon a card saying they had just been offered a job. She rushed off just as Sheldon put the smooth moves on her. The card was a business card of Balthazar Thames, a so-called Finder of Lost objects. On it was a note asking for the party to meet him at his office and assist him with a case. While Sheldon tried desperately to announce that he had just gotten the party a job he was constantly hushed by Rose who wanted to hear everything the Dwarf was shouting across the square. The Dwarf continued his spiel and announced the return of the Four Doors.

“One door for relics, forgotten and discarded. A second door for powers, set aside and lost. A third door for mysteries, waiting to be freed. A fourth door for reality, to tie them together and reveal the path to tomorrow’s better shores.”
As the guards closed in on the Dwarf he leaped to his supposed doom, only to be revealed that he had vanished in thin air. Likely due to a portal that lay at the bottom of the rift in the earth. The Athar, an organization that believed that the Gods are phonies, angrily ordered
that everyone in the crowd was to be arrested. The party fled quickly, but managed to track down the Dabus Fell, who seemed like quite the nice guy considering how illegal and unwanted he appeared to others. Fell was able to acknowledge that he knew the Dwarf, but wasn’t quite
expecting this to happen the way it did. He wished his friend the best and continued on his way.
Finally Sheldon was able to mention the card that he had been given. This reminded Rose that they would need business cards for the group once they picked a name for their adventuring company. Eventually people were able to grasp to the idea that Sheldon actually did have a
job lined up for them, and they arrived at the address on the card only to find a large, blue, ogre-mage filling up the staircase to the office. He smiled and seemed to mistake one of them for Balthazar Thames. Despite trying to set him right, the Ogre Mage insisted they
take his job at “three times your normal wage”. He introduced himself as Estavan of the Planar Trade Consortium and that one of his business competitors, Jerkot’s Imports, had stolen a valuable ledger from him with the depiction of a grim gargoyle on the cover. He wanted the
ledger returned to him as quickly as possible. Incidentally, he mentioned that it looked like Balthazar’s door had been forced open, and that his lovely assistant was not answering his calls.

Investigating the room, they found it completely torn apart as if a tornado had hit it. Once Sheldon entered the room with the business card, it activated a portal and a quite literal tornado tore through the room again. This time depositing the party somewhere dark.

Really really really… really dark.

XP for all present.
550
Loot:
793 gold
Staff of Unfailing Talent +1 (claimed by Zoren)
Necklace of Keys +1 (Claimed by Rose)
Property: Deed to #12 Forgotten Lane. Lower Ward

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