The Soots found themselves standing in front of an unconscious, but alive Naralla. The air still thick with the smell of demonic sulfur.
Otto tried to bring her back consciousness with some medical treatment. After a few attempts, she remained unresponsive to Otto's treatments.
Snax pulled out a scroll of Heal and used a bit o' the old goblin magic to bring everyone back up, including Naralla.
She woke up confused about where she was and what she was doing there. After some back and forth, the Soots convinced her to leave with us. She was woozy, but thanks To Nitro's massive biceps and back muscles, Naralla was hoisted onto her shoulders and carried out of the room.
We made it back out onto the streets of Absalom successfully.
We decided to park Naralla off at the Saucy Wench in the coins to rest up and figure out our next steps
Otto and Nitro tried to get more info from Naralla on what happened:
Otto checked Naralla for any further clues to her situation.
We also discovered a note left from Cheeto to the Soots and a few items.
Snax opened the pouch and a small ratfolk jumped out!
"Nim" for short. He was real cagey about what he was out doing before he got thrown into that pouch.
Nim questioned the soots about being in the Pathfinder society.
Nim was traveling in Westgate, investigating some illicit deeds, and as he was looking around he was ambushed and thrown into the bag.
He survived by breathing through bags of air that he kept on his person.
Through some non-careful diplomacy, we claimed to actually be part of the Pathfinder Society, and Nimitz passed the test.
It was bad. real bad.
Nimitz asked if we were part of the Peacebuilders sect of the Pathfinder society.
We told him no. This was the correct answer.
Nimitz started to head out and told us we can find the Pathfinders in the Foreign Quarter if we want to discuss further.
During the explanation of the Pathfinder society location, Snax threw out his Mertlinger Pamphlet to gauge his reaction.
Nimitz took that as an interesting sign, and offered us an invitation to trial with the Pathfinder society. So I guess our charade didn't work.
Naralla asked us to let Oloria know that she was safe. And she also asked for some clothes instead of just the medical robe we found her in.
It was up to Nitro to sew something fabulous. She grabbed the sheets from the bed and got to work.
She created a onesie situation with a hole for the tail in the backside. Classy.
Naralla also got to see the drawing that Nitro made of her. She was très impressionné. As such, Nitro gifted the drawing to Naralla, who said she will frame it and put it on her refrigerator.
To help prove to Oloria that Naralla is alive and well; Naralla hoof printed the back of the drawing, and we will send it via TedEX to Otari
Snax proclaimed he needs to stop Dr. Snow from doing his crazy demon summoning. By any means necessary.
Tomorrow we have our meeting with Large Marge at the Goblin King's Court