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Lovely chunk of Molybdenum |
Following on from their exploits with Black Market Thyme/Time the PCs undertook a mission to steal the bones of the Prophet of the Molybdenum God from his resting place in the aforementioned God’s temple. Carkus Swole, lay priest of the Scions of Mineralism, hopes they can steal the molybdenum-ised bones of the prophet and replace them with some iron bones of dubious origin.
Carrying out reconnaissance during a guided tour of the temple. They visit the Alloyed and Unalloyed chapels but they don’t really come up with a plan. They do observe that the sarcophagus in which the prophet is entombed is guarded by the Molybdenum Guard. Four of the elite templars stand watch in 12 hour shifts. This is more security than our protagonists anticipated.
They retire to the local pub to sink a few ales and divise a suitable scheme. However on their way to the Dread Elephant tavern they come across local thieves crew the Van Cortland Blades about to burn down the pub which it transpires is full of cultists from the Society of the Magenta Joy.
The player characters decide to prevent the Aron and engage the thieves in hand to hand combat. Although ultimately victorious, a flaming barrel of oil rolls down the hill towards the Temple of the Molybdenum God. Taking advantage of the chaos the PCs charge in. They use drugs found in the house party escapade to incapacitate the Molybdenum Guard but as the they remove the mineralised bones of the prophet they are faced with a horror of the ancient world, a molybdenum elemental.
Fleeing into the sewers they discover it is not easily shaken. However they all pile through their pocket door into the temporal dead end beyond. Having failed to bring suitable offerings to Pharosocles the self proclaimed king of that realm they are suitably chastised. Whilst they attempt to wait out the molybdenum elemental, they notice the creepers that bind the door that contains some irate Temporal Hounds seem to have weakened. However they escape back to the Aecret Shack of Mercenaries Sellspears and Blades for Hire in order to receive part payment from Carkus Swole. The representative of the rival mineral sect is not totally happy with the overt way on which the bones were stolen. Surely there will be consequences.
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