Mystara Campaign: The Journey...

A Covey Convenes

Forgotten Realms

Sargasso Sea, somewhere off the Sword Coast

Ambraga watched out the window as the cargo vessel slowly sailed away, helped along only by the mysterious funnelling cloud of whirling air which was tirelessly pushing and pulling against the sails. Things had taken an unexpected turn within the last hour or so: The refusal by the paladins to accept the proposal was unfortunate but anticipated; The seawolf’s suspicious absence and the hag eye’s blindness was annoying but in the end mattered little; The sudden presence of the air elemental as well as the djinni presented a complication but even that, given the strength of the Covey and it’s forces, could have been surmountable; It was however the arrival of a githyanki scouting party aboard the deck of the vessel that gave the hag a cause of concern.

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She heard them long before they entered the room. They would no doubt, be frustrated.

“Why did you call us off? What could have been that important –” croaked a voice, shattering the sounds of the ocean. The oversized lifeless glassy eyes of Kurul appeared larger than normal.

Gakara lowered her emaciated body, onto the desk. Slimy water oozed out her seaweed-like-hair as she purposefully drenched it over Ambraga’s paperwork. “Yes, tell us, our dear, sweet, sister,” the last few words uttered in no uncertain mockery.

Retaining her composure, Ambraga slowly rose to her feet, all the while maintaining her illusionary appearance of a beautiful woman, knowing how much it frustrated her sea-cousins to see her like this. She moved around them until she was standing behind them, forcing them to have to turn to address her.

“Well?” Kurul asked, her tone strongly indicating her impatience. Ambraga had the exasperating habit of drawing out her answers. “We had that blue-monstrosity in our sights, when that seabitch of yours told us the attack had to stop. You’d better have a good enough reason.” Gakara merely nodded and waited.

Ambraga, allowed for a momentary pause before she replied, “While the two of you were frolicking under the sea, hunting for Umberlee, the ship was being boarded by over a dozen githyanki.”

“Githyanki?!”

“Yes. They just, teleported in and as much as we wanted that cargo vessel and some new slaves including the possibility of the services of a djinni, none of that would have been worth it, if we incurred the wrath of those astral marauders.”

“But, I thought the Realms were shielded, ever since –” Kurul began.

“I don’t know,” Ambraga cut her off, “but we are certainly not going to get mixed up with the Followers of Gith.”

“And their infamous queen,” added Gakara. The two knew that Ambraga had been right in calling off the attack, although none were going to admit it or thank her, especially Gakara. “Any news on our hag eye or its wearer?”

Ambraga shook her head.

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