Rainbow Dice Club presents Tales of Three. In
the world of Elisora, practicing magic is more
than just frowned upon. It's demonized. The reason?
762 years ago, the world almost ended with magic
and the gods as its root cause. Today on the
continent of Thylacere, magic is heavily monitored
and presided over by the greedy hands of a monarchy,
who only allows its people to cast up to a certain
tier, rendering things like teleportation and
planar travel highly illegal. When Ivy steps
through a portal and lands in Thylacere, her
meeting with Varys and Allara is a fortuitous
accident. Three strangers with forbidden, magical
secrets of their own unwittingly stumble upon
a plot to destroy the world as we know it. Their
search for the truth will have them questioning
everything they think they know. And as sinister
forces move to keep them apart, these three unlikely
heroes find their meeting was no accident at
all. Join us every Friday as we tell a tale of
daring adventures, forbidden magic, epic battles,
betrayal, love, loss, and of course, Dungeons
& Dragons. Find us at Rainbow Dice Club on most
socials and at Tales of 3 wherever you get your
podcasts. Now, we all know war is hell, right?
Obvious statement, war bad, peace good. But one
fascinating aspect of war that I've noticed is
propensity for creating luminary adventurers.
I mean, look no further than the bloodiest war
we've seen in recent years, the Civil War on
Taim. Handsome Guy and his fellow party lords,
Jack Black Trumpet and his merry mushrooms. I
mean, some truly big names have risen from the
flames of that particular conflict. And when
it comes to heroes born of the Civil War, who
could forget the true incarnation of the war
itself? The Churapor Badger. Howlin' Longash,
Howlin' One -Eye, the Churapor Badger, no matter
what name you call him, you're gonna feel a shiver
down your spine. If you're an enemy of the Great
Empress Feruza, that is. Born and raised in the
port city of Churapor, Howlin' was quickly thrown
into the fray as the shipping lanes became a
frequent target for the various heirs to the
throne. With so many enemies out to conquer this
vital strategic location, Howland had to tap
into his dwarven strength and his primal berserker's
rage to keep his city safe. After years of brutal
bloodshed, the fair Empress Feruza was the only
heir to maintain any hold on Chorobor, born purely
through peaceful bargaining and the fierce loyalty
of the Badger himself. Many would say that, without
his intervention, Empress Feruza may never have
taken the throne at all. Nowadays, Howland still
serves his empire as a luminary of the Radiant
Citadel. though his title has grown grander as
methods of battle have remained the same, donning
black and white leathers. And the eye patch he
is famed for, the joy of a badger strikes down
foes in a flurry with both scimitars and claws.
Ferocious. It seems that while the flames of
war have died out on Taib, they still burn hot
in Hal's heart. Thank you, Matthew! Hell yeah.
Yeah, that's MatthewsNerdyNation on YouTube and
MatthewsNerdy on Instagram. Oh, damn. Yeah, yeah,
yeah. He's on the Discord. He's on the Discord.
He's local, actually. Shout out. Yeah, yeah.
He runs various games over Discord. I know Mike,
our buddy, Diamante in Luminary World has joined
a couple of them. Damn, that's cool. Yeah, yeah.
So I get to join one myself because, you know.
I've been insanely busy. But man, sounds like
it's a great time. I actually helped Mike build
a character for one of the games. Oh, no way.
I was like mad because it was such a cool character
concept. I was like, I want that now. Wait, give
it back. Just like a curse sort of plague night,
but he's wearing a full suit of armor that's
like essentially his hazmat suit containing it
so he can never take his armor off until he like
breaks the... I was like, damn, that's so cool.
We just worked up together and I was like, oh,
Mike. Share it. But yeah, really cool stuff.
Thank you, Matthew. Thank you, Matthew. Great
to hear that spotlight. I had a couple luminaries
come up, actually. Quite a few. They are building
up. So get ready for some more luminaries to
enter our world. Nice. I actually had a chart
recently. There's like 20 -something of these
now. Holy shit. You can probably find them all
on the wiki. Oh, yeah. Oh, damn. We got a wiki?
We got a wiki. We got a wiki. Go to the Discord.
Find the wiki. Leave a podcast review while you're
at it. And while you're reviewing our show, make
sure to review last week's episode because it
was crazy. Yeah. I feel like they're all crazy
now. Yeah, it's like peak fantasy fans. Yeah.
That to me is why I love this game. Why I love
it more than like, you know, a book or a TV show.
Because you can never predict where it's going
to go, right? Of course, in a TV show, in a book,
the heroes aren't going to abandon the world.
They're going to save all lives. They're going
to do the whole big heroic thing. That's what's
going to happen. But in the game, that doesn't
always happen that way. You know, logic takes
center stage sometimes. And we made a dice roll.
And man, you know, it really could have gone
any way. I think it was in the post -credits,
but Jules rolled a 7, which meant a 17, which
means there was a chance. There was an actual,
real, true chance. A decent one, yeah. That Blanche
could have... overruled that. And we would have
just left the world behind. Because once Sholay
has an idea set in her mind, that's that. You're
not stopping her. You'll be crispy on the ground.
Go visit Hieronics. Speaking of shows, because
we haven't done this in a while, Mr. Wolf and
I are both watching Lost. And we were just going
on and on about Lost. And we started talking
about things that I hate about the show. And
I love the show. But there are things I hate
about the show. And one in particular that now
Jeremy's cut off and I can talk about this. I
want to bring it up because I want to see if
you agree with me. Hold on. Spoiler alert for
the 15 -year -old TV show. Spoiler alert for
season two. Yeah, everything up until season
three. This is a spoiler. Which, honestly, I
don't even know what the fuck is going on. So
I don't know what anything would be spoiling.
Yeah, no. I love the show. So end of season two.
There's a whole thing going on. The others, they're
bad guys. They exist on a different island or
on the same island. And basically, the main group
of heroes are being lured into a trap. It's very
known they're going into a trap. And one of the
characters, Saeed's over there, and it's like,
I have a plan. You're going to go over there
and go to the trap. And I'm going to take the
sailboat, and I'm going to move around, and I'm
going to get them. And the guy's like, okay,
let's go. And the main group of heroes leaves,
fully intending to meet with Saeed, who's on
the sailboat. And Saeed's kind of just watching
them go, like, yeah, cool. And he walks over.
he walks over to a drunk on the beach he's like
i don't know how to drive a sailboat get out
you're like a veteran of war you're like the
calm collected like like badass what are you
doing like you didn't think just like gross overconfidence
like so it was obviously the writers want to
pull more characters into the whole thing but
like it was so Oh, my God. I was, like, screaming
at the TV. Like, what was that? Oh, I forgot.
I forgot. I can't say. I can't say. Oh, oh. Speaking
of pulling more people into the story. Sorry,
one more thing on this. We just touched on this.
This is the show now. They introduced, like,
so they have this habit of, like, taking extras
and giving them, like, one line. Like, they've
been there the whole time. They're part of the
main crew the whole time. So they brought in
these two, this. this married couple oh my gosh
they have this whole episode where they give
them like this backstory and i'm like i don't
know how this relates to anything and then it
turns out like at the end of the episode they
ended up like accidentally poisoning each other
with spiders that that paralyzed them entirely
i hate that episode by the way yeah and then
they come back Like, they somehow make it back
to the beach, and then they're just paralyzed
there, and everybody else thinks they're dead.
Yeah. And then they bury them alive. What the
fuck? And that's it. And they're done. And then
that's it. It was pointless. And then that's
it. It just killed them horribly. Yeah. What?
It means nothing. That's... Wow. I think it's
generally the worst episode of the show because
that one was funny. Yeah. Anyways. Me and everybody
else who doesn't watch Lost is just sitting here
in the corner. Yeah. I hope you're all having
a drink with me. Dude, we're... Yeah. I told
David before we started the show. This is delightful
to me. I don't know. I don't care. It's not called
Lost because they're lost on an island. It's
called Lost because I have no idea what the fuck
is going on. I am lost. Just wait until season
four. Oh, God. Season four is a duke. A duke.
We'll get to season four in time, because I'm
going back to this. When you caught up, Jeremy,
I'm going back to this. But now let's talk about
a show that does no wrong. A show called Fantasy
Pants. Hold on. Well, let's talk about Fantasy
Pants, but before we jump into the game of Fantasy
Pants, is it too early to talk about... Christmas?
You're worried this one's going to come out in
Christmas? No, no, no. Okay. Is it too early
to talk about Unzipped? Because I'm already getting
Unzipped questions. No, no, no. I think we're
looking at still a few episodes, right? Because
we have incoming conflict, and that's going to
take probably a couple episodes for that conflict
alone. You know what? The earlier we start fielding
questions, the more we're going to get. Exactly.
It's just like Lowe's putting out Halloween stuff
in July. The sooner you start, the more you get.
Yeah, we'll have this Unzipped in December. It'll
be fine. Yeah. And it gives everyone plenty of
time to send us. Audio clip questions. So I asked
David this the other day on the side. I was like,
hey, David, I don't want to overstep, but can
I offer the Pants People community engagement
buttons if they send in voice clips? Thanks,
guys. So I got a yes. Do we want to cap it at
three or? Oh, gosh. Yeah, let's do that. Let's
probably cap it at three per. Three per question.
I was going to say three. Three ever? One per
question for three total. Oh, that doesn't seem
right. What? I want to be generous with the...
Oh, my goodness. And I want more voice clips,
more audio clips. All right. I like it better
that way. You've been good lately. Okay. All
right, pants people. All right, we got them.
Three buttons for a question. Help Steven fill
out his fancy pants. No, no, no. Three questions.
They're each worth a button. Yeah. Max of three.
Oh, that's what I was saying. Right? So if you're
one human being and you want to send us three
unzipped questions, if you send them in audio
format... That's what I said! Maximum three,
one per question. Oh, I thought you meant three
ever, ever, not three per person. Oh, no, no.
Yeah, three per person. Okay, cool. Oh, my goodness.
We've been in agreement the whole time. We have
been. Go us. Which means that we are very much
unlike Blanche and Jules, who were absolutely
not in agreement last episode. And I'm excited
to see where that goes tonight. I don't know.
I think they're both smart enough to understand
either way. They're not going to be enemies.
Well, we've got to continue the show at least.
Time for the blood to spill. Put your money now
on who gets to live and who dies tonight in Fancy
Pants. Let's reset the scene. Yeah, I definitely
need a reset. I want to say that at this point
in time, because we've only talked about this,
when you guys got up, had food, had a discussion,
I'm going to call this around 9 .30 a .m. likely
another attack hit the palace during Sholay's
story and your decision, but as Sholay promised,
no forces have come before her directly. Happy
to slay others away from her, maybe try to draw
her out, but I think this force that strikes
at you all, strikes at the city, knows that to
attack Sholay would be redundant. To send any
forces after Sholay would be redundant. She is
simply too strong. What happens when she's gone?
as I think that conversation we just had has
very recently ended. Last we saw, Jules went
off to one corner to sit, Chester beside him,
Blanche, you sort of stepped away from Sholay,
Akio moving beside you, and I think we see Sholay
has moved away after those final words, drawn
out a sending stone. She seems to have a near
-limitless supply of the things on her person,
all connected to somebody else that you don't
know. After a brief, quiet conversation into
the stone, she turns to face you all again. I
have called for an emergency transfer of the
Amethyst Conquer Jewel. It will arrive momentarily,
and then I will go. I would like you to wait
here until I have broken the spell. I may take
more time than I expected. There are yet a few
cards I intend to play before I leave the table.
If the hour approaches noon... and nothing has
happened, then go to Queen Jean Mee and stand
behind her guard when next the mist comes. Though
my hope is that it'll all be done before that
comes to pass. After that, the rest is up to
the four of you. You and the people of this city.
Will we not meet the Gwishin at the burial site?
I don't believe so. Once the spell has been broken
and your memories unshackled by the diamond,
You should go to the Park of the Elders. There
at its center, beneath the shadow of the Statue
of the Queen, is a spot where Wrath was killed.
It is there that he will most likely appear again
when called upon, if my understanding of the
mechanics of these creatures is sound. Go there.
Call upon his name and memory. When he is remembered
by everyone, I believe he will be pierced enough
to be able to be destroyed. Perhaps he'll go
quietly, satiated by the release of his legend,
perhaps. But if he chooses to linger, to fight,
then you'll need to drive him back into death
one final time. Be wary. Wrath was terrifyingly
strong, even in life. On top of this, we have
already seen that he may call upon a force of
creatures from the mist. If possible, you may
want to mobilize a force of the Queen's soldiers
to protect you and support you. Once the truth
is laid bare, it may be possible to convince
her. After all, it will no longer be her demon
to face. Blanche is fidgeting with her ring.
I need an hour to prepare a spell. You will have
time. It will take me some time to prepare everything
I need to do before I am... unable to proceed.
I will give you what support I can, and in time
you may come to learn what it is I intend to
do today. But think now of the battle. I think
you will be in danger. Grave danger when he is
released. I have a theory that I was not the
one that awakened my son's spirit. Not alone.
It did not activate when I first came upon this
city again after my absence of nine years. No.
Only when you arrived. The gate was attacked
during the first wave of the mist and never again.
If my information is accurate, then it seems
this is the only time you were not in one of
Wrath's zones of influence. The Park of the Elders,
where he was killed. The Tiger District, where
he was buried. And here, the Seat of Dragons,
where I have been staying. I suspect that if
you were ever outside these zones, you would
have been attacked regardless. I suspect that
one of its primary targets is you, Jules. It
is not a thing I fully understand. Perhaps my
son was jealous of you and the cult's high hopes
for you. Or perhaps he yet serves Omate Shab,
the fallen Drakon, and he would see you killed
in the creature's name. But I have a hard time
understanding why he would want you dead. Given
the efforts made to shape you into what you are.
I think. You think of Zavar. You think of his
theory. That if you were to die now far enough
along, your body would be forfeit. But your connection
to Zomateshab would remain. He wants to create
a vessel by killing Jules. Did you hear my hip
crack? I did. That was gross. Wow. And Shelly
kind of just shakes her head. But this is one
mystery I doubt I shall see solved. What about
the mystery of Ahalan and Xena? Do you know when
they'll awake? Awaken? Wake up. Keep trying.
As you're talking, she's actually moving towards
sort of opened way out. She stops at your words.
is silent for a long moment, thinking things
through. I do not know at what point this hold
of my daughter -in -law and grandson will be
broken. They were too close to wrath, too influenced.
Both were altered by my spell in ways I could
not predict. And they loved my son. And so they
have been so fully taken by his curse. But if...
No, no. When they awaken, please tell them that
I am sorry for everything. They are all I have
now. The last vestiges of my family. The last
echoes of my husband. Tell them to live, to be
happy, and she turns back to you with a sad smile
touched by a light, ironic chuckle. And tell
them... To forget me. What do you say to that?
I'll never do that. We can't afford to forget
you, Sholay. I fear very soon I will be the talk
of all the conquered worlds. It will be dangerous
to ally yourself with me then. Please, even if
only out loud, speak against me and what I have
done. I do not seek forgiveness nor redemption.
There is none. I have killed many. But I will
do this because it is right. If you're going
to do this, like I said, I need to prepare. Can
I expect to move freely throughout the kingdom?
I do not know how the Dragon Clan will react
when they remember my... Deception when they
realize his last nine years of their conspiracy
have been a lie. But I need time before the remembering.
You will have time. An hour, two, perhaps longer.
After that, I don't know what they will do. How
they will react. It'll be on you to gain their
trust again. But can I expect to leave this room
now? They think we're leaving this morning. Will
they let me go to the park? To where? The Park
of the Ancestors. Oh, you want to go and set
up there. Oh. I got spells, baby. Interesting.
She nods. I will speak with them. But I must
hurry. The Amethyst will be here shortly. I must
make my move quickly before I can be disrupted.
Is there any way we can communicate with you
once you're off -world? I fear it will be fruitless.
I will soon be arrested. If you can, try to send
one final update to Dresden. He'll get it to
me. Very well. Goodbye. Bletch. Jules. See you
again. Let us hope so. And she steps out into
the hall. Blanche bows deeply as she passes.
And she vanishes around the corner. And Sholay
Brass is gone. I want to ask, after she leaves,
you know you have a good amount of time before
everyone remembers. You don't need to rush into
anything. And I'm curious, what is happening
between Blanche and Jules here? What kind of
tension is there? This... This was a hot debate.
And in the end, Blanche, something you dearly
wanted was taken from you. You are now taking
a risk, forcing the world to take a risk that
you felt was wrong. This is the first time that
Blanche has ever spoken out against Jules because
she was largely dropped into this world, or not
this world, but into this adventure as like...
uh a supporter of jewels so just like if you're
on the battlefield and you give a command and
your commanding officer gives a uh a you know
they they can they they outrank you you know
i mean so whatever they say goes and there is
a time to discuss that and to say hey was this
the right decision blah blah blah but it's not
on the field of battle it's not then it's not
now So you're just, like, compressing any of
these feelings and just deciding, hey, if we're
going to fight, we're going to fight. It's time
to focus up. Exactly. She's ready to prepare.
If the fight's going to come, she wants to be
ready. And going into it with a division is just
going to make things worse. Hell yeah. I don't
think Jules has given that disagreement any second
thought. Blanche, what are your first moves of
preparedness? when Blanche has the opportunity,
she wants to head to the park. Perhaps you stand,
begin to move out the door. I think over by you,
Jules, Chester kind of stands up. Yo, Blanche!
Wait up! And he kind of rushes over towards you,
Blanche. He moves with you as you're kind of
stepping out towards the hall and very kind of
quietly kind of looks back towards you, Jules,
and looks at you, Blanche. Hey, look, look, look,
look. You know, that was kind of tense back there,
right? But I just want to tell you, well, uh,
I agree with you. Look, I'm not the same kid
I was when this all started, all right? I get
your perspective. Sometimes people gotta die.
So you can protect the ones that really matter,
right? But, uh, look, even if we did convince
the lady, Jews were just gone, guns have killed,
trying to save everyone anyway, right? He's special
like that. We ain't gonna change his mind or
nothing. He's the most stubborn guy I know, which
is why it's just best to go along with him, right?
Agree with him. And do what we gotta do to protect
him. So, thanks for sticking, you know? Speaking
of sticking, Chester, when our memories are restored
and the Gwishin is revealed, all of our memories
will return to us. Is there anything you'd like
to talk to me about? Something I can help you
with? He just looks up to you as... Big gap -toothed
grin. He doesn't look on his face. Nope. Blanche
looks to Jules and speaks loudly over Chester's
shoulder. Jules, I'm off to the park. I have
some spellcraft to attend to. You're welcome
to join, but that's where I'll be for the next
hour or so. I was just about to say, I don't
think it's a good time for any of us to be going
out anywhere alone. Yeah, we're coming with you.
Akio, let's go. Yes, I would love a walk. Yeah,
you need to poop too, huh? No. Well, yes. Now
I do. Actually, as he's getting up, I think he'll...
Blanche and Chester are more close to the door,
and Akio kind of was lying around. He gets up,
and you kind of hear that, you know, little dog
nails clacking on the tile as he kind of bounds
over to you, Jules. And he looks up to you. Jules,
by the way, I must say that I am very grateful
to you. Blanche is the most like Master Ozen,
and so her will must be the most right. But even
so, I did not want to abandon these people. I
did not want to abandon Arlon, who saved me.
I am ashamed. Blanche is my master now. I should
not defy her or question her. Her path is mine
to walk, but... Even so, I... I am happy she
did not get her way in the end. I guess I am
a pretty bad dog, after all. And though he said
these words, he does not look admonished. His
tail wags a little bit as he kind of turns away
to go bounding after Blanche. You suck, David.
You're a bad dog. Turning our own sidekicks against
us. He thinks he can cause a division between
us, Jeremy. You guys move into the hall. You
want to leave the palace and that... You were,
well, Shirley did say on her way out, she would
make, you know, some, you know, remarks for you.
You probably waited a minute before you gave
her some time to do that. So as you go to leave,
you move down the sort of back and sort of wing
here around this, this sort of rear ballroom.
And as you go further and further towards the
sort of front of the palace, you begin to see
actual guards standing within the halls. Guards
that nod as you pass. Do not move to stop you.
But as you get to the hall that leads into the
actual throne room itself, as you're about to
make your way out sort of main exit, there is
one figure that does stand in your path. An old
hunched over dragonborn with a cane. You see
Young Gi. He is waiting for you. His eyes follow
you as he watches you approach. Blanche will
walk right up to him and address him as she gets
close. Hello, Master Yungi. Hello, Master Blanche.
I am happy to see that you have made it through.
I have not seen you since Hieronyx went quite
mad in the hall. I apologize for not visiting
sooner. I was held. He kind of glances like,
sort of a very heated look towards the throne
room doors. It has been a tense time. I'm happy
to see that you're no longer being held up. Tell
me, I have heard that you are leaving this palace.
Will you be returning? I hope to return, yes.
And where is it that you travel to now? I have
respects to pay. Do I tell him? She's going to
leave it at that. She's going to say that she
wants to pay her respects before she inevitably
leaves the world. This world, anyway. Before
I leave, I would like to pay my respects. The
grave of Daewon, huh? I think that's where he
would go with you saying respects to Pei. Sure.
The last you talk to him, he doesn't know what
you know. He knows that you are in on his conspiracy,
his sin. Where I'm going, I may find a way to
restore honor to your name. To your soul. The
claw reaches out and kind of presses over his
scaly chest. This world holds many secrets that
even you may not know. There is no honor for
me, Blanche Trudeau. But if you will allow it,
I would very much like to join you on whatever
quest you are on. I hold some sway yet here in
the palace, if I may be able to help you with
my influence in any way. Too many have died,
Master Yungi. I can't allow you to come with
me. It will be dangerous. But if you have a seal,
a blessing, something that could get us beyond
anyone who may try to impede us, that would be
of most help to our mission. The Queen has been
assured that you will not speak of anything you
have learned. Sholay has spoken for you. She
has made a deal that she will leave this world
immediately. Her presence has been causing quite
a stir. And so you are given free reign already.
That is the bargain she made. Then again, I must
humbly refuse your company. Not for want, not
for lack of want, but for desire to keep you
safe. Your kindness is so ill -deserved. But
I will accept it. Regardless, do take care of
yourself. Blanche Trudeau. Jules. LaRoche. Chester.
Meeps? Meeps? That's excellent. Good pronunciation.
And Akio. Fine Akita warrior. Be careful. Perhaps
we shall play again? I would very much like that.
Very, very much. Blanche. puts a hand on his
forearm you know as a tender gesture and walks
by him hell yeah you leave the sea of dragons
behind stepping out into the city a city that
upon this new day looks so locked in a state
of fear you remember seeing all these stoic faces
yesterday just holding strong against this threat
The guards you pass, the vendors in the street,
the faces peeking out of, like, closed and boarded
up windows. They are so scared. You were told
things had gotten worse, that the zones of impact
had gotten larger each time, that this thing
is rapidly getting stronger, that Gwishin that
were not under its control before now are, and
they are going wild, empowered, that the Spirit
arbiters of the city are being held just to deal
with them. It is a dire situation, and you can
really feel that now. The air is heavy, as if
any moment this whole powder keg could explode.
There's a certain walk that people can do, you
know, people in power, and Blanche is trying
to exude her... Her power and her control. You
know what I mean? She's trying to be a presence.
She's holding her head high. She's not scowling.
She's trying to be a visual representation of
some sort of hope. Like maybe somebody has a
handle on what's going on here. Hell yeah. The
fixers. You move quietly through these streets.
Each step you take may be holding some impact
to those watching. Maybe you see fleeting somethings
in their eyes. It's hard. So many lives. And
Blanche, these people you want to inspire with
your walk are the very people you are willing
to throw to death. For the greater good. Hey,
the people in this vicinity probably could have
been evacuated within a day. These ones are fine.
Steve will not be guilted. As you move towards
these sort of great gates, these sort of long
black walls of the Park of the Elders, as you
are about to vanish behind those walls and enter
the park itself, you do notice something that's...
Maybe not that notable, but I guess a little
interesting, a little peculiar. You know, surely
took the amethyst off world. It wouldn't have
been scheduled for any time earlier this day.
And yet you see it suddenly reappearing in the
sky above. I'll go to that sound effect of the
quiet far away. Thanks, David. Yeah. And just
starting to lower. I don't have time for this.
You don't have time for this. It's like far away.
Hours probably walking away. You have to go all
the way down the bottom of the city and then
all the way out across this great plain in front
of the city. But just something interesting.
So wait, you're telling me that it came back?
It came back. That's all. I mean, it's not that
weird. That's so weird. I don't have time for
this. I got a spell to cast. You head to the
park? Head into the park. All right. As you guys
move into the park, into the foliage, looking
out all the plates, all of these memorials engraved
with the names of people Xole has killed, you
now know. This, the site of her greatest crime,
her greatest regret. You walk through this park
and perhaps your minds... See something else.
See yourselves walking through a district of
a city in ruin. Smoke and ash and flames. Screaming
and crying and dead bodies all over. Nine years
ago. But now this place is revitalized. It is
beautiful. And there at its center. Dominating
the park is the statue of Queen Jinmei upon her
throne. You pass the place where Kunonjun died.
There are still specks of blood on the brush
beneath where he hung from the tree. And you
reach the place where Shoulei said the fight
would take place. The place where you may call
upon her son's spirit. Once you remember the
place he was killed. In the middle of the Phoenix
District. In the middle of the Park of the Elders.
Beneath the shadow of the statue. What do you
want to do here, Blanche? So you know how hard
it is for us to get gold in this campaign? You
got it sponsored. What happened? Oh, yeah, that's
right. You suck. So every gold that I have is
worth like four or five gold in any other campaign.
Explain all I want to which gold you get for
it. Blanche is going to activate her ring of
spell storing. And I'm going to burn 200 gold.
Whoa. To cast glyph of warding at fourth level.
That's crazy. What happens when you cast glyph
of warding at fourth level. is you get to slot
in a spell of the same level in that spell slot.
Okay. So the fourth level spell that Blanche
is going to set up in this trap is one that's
familiar to Jules, and if he looks on, he might
recognize some of the arcane runes. Phantasmal
Killer. Ooh. Ooh. Okay, that's pretty cool. That's
pretty cool. So Blanche will explain to the four
of them as she's setting up the spell and she's
conspiring. Give this area a wide bath, 20 feet
at least. That's the activation zone of the spell.
He'll have to... Well, how do I say in character
fail a wisdom save? His wisdom will be tested.
You know what? That's pretty good. That's pretty
good. And as long as he cannot see through the
ruse, at least at first, then, well, we'll get
a head start on him. I love that. I would ask
you where you want to place this. I'm going to
wait until we have the map ready. And I do have
the map. Nice. awesome and it's a rochelle sound
pukey girl original it's been so long but but
point of order didn't show like tell us where
it was that he died yes so i have the actual
like sort of area that you know it's gonna be
somewhere right near the statue um but you can
choose to place it like directly in front of
it or anywhere once we have the map out well
before we get into anything like next session
First things first, we will get that spell in
a spot that we can physically see. So you can
kind of look at the terrain before you are married
to a location for it. Okay. I'm pretty sure it's
like a, I think it's a 20 foot diameter or a
10 foot diameter. I'll look for it later. Hell
yeah. Probably not important tonight. That's
cool as hell though. Yeah. So this is what you're
spending your time on. Just getting this set
up. Jules, you're watching again. Like you probably
do recognize the inscription going into the glyph.
Is there anything you want to do? During this
period of wait. I don't think so. I think in
classic Jules form, he's just silent, waiting.
Hell yeah. Side note, Phantasma Killer, it taps
into the nightmares of the creature you can see
and creates an illusion of its deepest fears.
What is the deepest fear of a Rathlon? Holy shit.
Right. We might just find out. That's terrifying.
That's very, very fun. I think you see Chester
and Akio just kind of pacing on either side of
the statue and where this like battlefield could
sort of happen. You've been here before. You
fought here before. You don't remember it, but
you fought in this very spot before. And so the
two of them are kind of at full alert, moving
around, looking for danger. But for now, all
seems okay as you move closer and closer to that
next... Point in time when this should happen
again, towards noon. Let's cut away from that.
Let's cut to Aurora Town. Let's cut to the crystal
amphitheater that stands at its center. Let's
cut to Sholay in her human guise, standing upon
the center platform of this amphitheater, before
the crystalline, shining petals of the Master
Node. She stares at a thing, frozen as if facing
a dangerous predator. Her eyes glimmer with different
colors as she looks at each and every petal.
Each one shining with a different light, with
a different gem, of a different world. With a
deep breath, a hardening of features, she approaches.
She reaches out. You smiled first. Presses her
fingers onto the node, and she shudders. And
just like that, it is done. We see Xolay step
back, her hands falling to her sides, her shoulders
slowly drop, her head extends upwards towards
the sky, towards the fake sky above. And she
closes her eyes, standing still in this quiet
place, standing still as the worlds change. And
we hear her voice. One that seems to ring through
the empathy they're around, though as only a
whisper. A voice that may only truly resound
within Xolay's own mind. A voice that the old
dragon barely remembers the sound and quality
of. Time to rest, Xolay. You've done your part.
So it's time to rest. And we see a light beam
down on Xolay. reflected intensely in the crystal
surface of the stage, and she opens her eyes
to see Atash hovering above near the top of the
open amphitheater. You were waiting for me. He
really did plan for it all, didn't he? The angel
king looks almost overwhelmed, his usual stoic
expression showing cracks of dumbstruck awe.
Just my memories. So, he spoke true. To use this
power selfishly. To alter the minds of every
being connected to the Citadel, even my own.
You really are the monster I always knew you
to be. And your own intentions are much more
noble, I am sure. You know the Incarnates will
never allow you to touch this power. I'm sure
your master has already planned for that. I wonder
what atrocities you will commit before this is
all done. Angel King just bristles at these words,
a surge of light coursing through his fiery wings.
He seems to stutter for a moment, then regains
his perfect composure. Sholing Brass, you are
under arrest for mass murder, filicide, treason
against the conquered worlds. And so much more.
He pauses. His hand falls to the golden handle
of the sword. At his hip, his eyes are burning.
Will you come quietly to justice? Or will you
attempt to fight me? And Sholi simply raises
her hands in surrender, though her eyes show
no submission. They remain smug, defiant. An
expression that would... Be quite at home on
the face of Jules Laroche, I dare say. As the
Atash begin to descend, his approach is slow
and cautious as he takes in Sholay's wry smile
and hears her calmly speak. I will always fight
you, Atash. Just not in the ways you expect.
And back on Yanido, you remember. You remember
Arathelon. Arathelon Brass. Arathelon the Supernova.
You see him in snippets from the Crystal Network.
A hulking brass half -dragon so similar in appearance
to Arhalon. Great crests rising up on the side
of his face. Scales gleaming under spotlights.
A bright smiling of glistening razor teeth. What's
his smiling of? Um, I don't know. A bright smile
of glistening razor teeth. Yeah, that makes sense.
Scarlet plate armor, billowing cape of swirling
color made to look like a flood of magma. A great
sword of raging fire. A flametongue, as it is
known to be called. A warrior streaking down
from the skies like a burning comet, crashing
into the fray. A celebrity absolutely dominating
the couch of the set of The Morning Jewel as
he laughs heartily at flotation comments made
by Fubo May. A hero standing before an audience
of excited spectators and paparazzi guild members
flexing and winking and posing for the masses.
All of this overlaid by the voice of a reporter.
Another incredible display by Rathlon the Supernova.
The flame that has lit up the hearts and souls
of so many through our conquered worlds. Little
Jean Franklin you see, Blanche, playing with
a figurine of this over -the -top hero, kind
of bringing it down from the sky, landing on
his other toys, knocking them aside, all these
little sahagine miniatures. Taste the flames
of righteousness, villain. Master Blanche. I'm
going to be strong one day. Like him. Like him.
And other. Darker memories for you, Jules. Jules,
you see him standing in the doorway, leading
out of a darkened chamber, where a circle of
extinguished red candles release tiny trails
of smoke. He stands beside your mother, two silhouettes
against the only stream of light falling into
the room. Your progeny disappoints. Calxania
will be expecting more. Another memory. You feel
him standing behind you, looming above you. You
are in your mother's study, high up in the Tower
of Authority. She stands before a black claw.
The claw of a dead Dracon you know now, whose
skeleton was the base for this impossibly tall
structure you lived in. As you are pushed towards
your mother, you look up to see Marathlon. His
famous, ever -charming smile shines down on you
beneath a monster's cruel eyes. Hungry. Callous.
Though heat emanates through the armor pressed
against your back, you feel only a deep coldness
locked in that gaze. Until that gaze turns to
your mother, the monster scoffing in reaction
to your own defiant will towards her. To think
you would need to take such measures. The child's
defiance is a testament to your incompetence.
And what of your own progeny? Calypsania seems
to have no interest in moving her own plans forward.
My progeny serves more purpose than altered.
I will be very wary of disparaging the very shield
that protects you. All these memories funneling
into you. A being that you couldn't possibly
forget. The worlds couldn't possibly forget.
He was huge. He was one of the big ones. Number
three in his prime, just beneath Ozen Stormeye.
And as this pours into you, the shock that such
a being could be erased entirely. The resources
that must have been pulled to take every item,
every action figure, every poster, everything
they could to remove it before anyone else could
remember. The task is monumental. Sholay's sin.
Monumental. We cut away from you for a moment
longer. We turn to the palace. We hear the sound
of wood clattering against tile. As we see Yungi's
cane falls to the ground, followed by the old
dragonborn himself. Just collapses forward, shaking
onto the ground, his fingers, claws going to
his head. All around him, people looking around
in awe, in horror. Looking towards the sky where
Sholi had just left. Looking towards the Park
of the Elders where something horrible that they
couldn't quite remember has now come flashing
back. We see Yungi just... I can't believe it.
I can't believe it. It was all a lie. All fake.
And as his gaze turns up... Towards this room
of horrified people, as we hear the screams of
rage from the queen in the room just beyond him,
we see young Gia smiling. I am a good man. And
we cut back to you in the park, in the shadow
of the statue, in the place where you now can
summon this force. You know his name, Arathelon
Barass, Arathelon the Supernova. You hold his
memory, Jules especially. You knew him as the
monster he really was. You hear Blanche's scabbard
as she unsheathes her sword and she turns towards
Jules. I was selfish, Jules. I'm sorry. With
the memories returned, I see that now. Speak
to his memory, and let's, well, let's send him
back. Yeah. All righty, Jules. Right here with
you. I'll protect you no matter what, all right?
Sidekick. Jules is looking down at Chester, and
then he'll look up to Blanche. There ain't nothing
to apologize for. And then he will turn toward
the statue, take a step forward. Arathelon Brass,
come out, come out, wherever you are. What memory
do you hold to? What do you lock into your mind,
into your heart as you speak these words? Was
he there when she grabbed my hand and held my
hand? He was holding you. He was the one holding?
He was the one holding you behind, forcing your
hand down as you felt the candle wax drip into
your body. You felt the pain coursing through
your body. Jules lifts up his hand. Try and finish
it. I'm right here. Holy shit. A rumbling in
the ground. A mist begins to pour in, obscuring
the world around, obscuring the walls, the edges
of your vision, obscuring everything but the
shadow of the statue. In the mist, in a voice.
It burns bright. My future was stolen. My dream
destroyed. You see the mist coalescing around
the statue. I wanted my name in life. And you
see, almost like fireworks. Lights take to the
air, bursting out from the cracks of the base
of the statue, creating this shining name in
the sky. Arathelon. I wanted my title chanted
in the streets! And you see the mist around you,
so they... Hearts shooting to the side, creating
a clear point. And where it sort of lands, the
edges of your vision, you can see it begins to
take the shape of people. People of all types.
People pumping their fists into the air and chanting.
Supernova! Supernova! Supernova! Supernova! Supernova!
Supernova! Statues in my image. With a cracking
of stone. And the falling of dust. You see that
great statue before you begins to... Chains its
shape, begins to stand from its throne. You can
see the dragonborn sort of tendrils in the back
fall off, but great brass plates kind of jut
out from the sides. You can see the shape of
a great sword carves its way out from the base,
from the throne, as the hand reaches up and lights
a flame. You can see wisps of color run down
a crack along the back, forming a cape very similar
to magma. I wanted to be remembered forever.
I gave up everything to this dream. My mother,
my wife, my sons. All sparks before the blade
of my ambition. And as this monstrosity, this
statue stands tall, hulking above you, dominating
this park. Cheer! Scream! You stand in the presence
of he who could have been the hero of heroes.
The greatest luminary to ever grace the world
stage. Rathalon Brass, the supernova. When all
is done, I'll carve my autograph into your smoldering
bones. And we'll call it there.