[Spoilers C4E24] Episode Discussion
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> | Runtime | Break start|
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# *Episode 24: Good Tidings*
*Hello, and welcome back to the Schemers Table here in Dol-Makjar for another thrilling episode of Critical Role.
We left off at a moment of pique here at the Seven Stars. Where Varen Kadorn (an old veteran and ally of Lieutenant Azune Nayar) had just let loose the fact that he'd been asked to round up some names of some people that might be interested in quitting their current jobs (or otherwise gathering together due to this ascent of the Sundered Houses); Varen said that he had spoken to a handful of people and had gotten together a list of 350 names. A staggering number. But then again, can you really be that surprised with what now unfolds in the city that there would be that many people?
After several days in a row, following the Schemers' rescue of Demodus Blix from the clutches of the Crow Keepers (still being hunted down by the Tachonis). Demodus is now staying safe at Bolaire's apartment in the Ogrimok Marketplace.
We also saw our Schemers kick into high gear (casting `Identify` on the Tachonis candle) and realizing whatever foul plot the Tachonis have at work.
Murray seeign visions of far off stone statues (sarcophagi) and a voice calling to fly to the white banners.
What this could mean, you cannot say!
But while you were doing that, Bolaire and Hal were busy getting their hands on the Pariah Blades! It went extremely well! It went so well, in fact (when you were discovered by the Lady Amariya Dacen Cormoray; she weilded the Pariah Blade at your head that she had marked with her own blood, pointed the blade at you) pulling off the `Suggestion` of the century. Talk about a `Suggestion`! Got her down into the private vault where she, investigating the coffin of Olbalad, opened it up. I don't know how many times Bolaire has mentioned the need for safety when working with these artifacts. That people lose hands. And Bolaire's sister, the mask Termina (who was the mask worn by the trickster goddess) cracked and in shards, leapt onto the face of a lady of the Sundered House as she turned to say hello to her long lost brother in a cracked, distorted and wavering voice you did not recognize and was sucked back into the mists of the coffin (which slammed shut, leaving all of you stunned, but wealthy in swords designed to kill the gods, which you took first to the Rookery) and then deciding that the paint given to you might be a way to disguise that (that had a nice little illusory cover that would make these powerful weapons read as sort of trivial magic). Those blades were discovered by your daughter's barking troupe and you sold a bunch of tickets that day, so, you know, highs and lows!
You took a night off. You guys have been making your rounds. Hero D'vyen (Hal and Elodie's child) has joined the internship program over at the Archanade. The crooked Lieutenant (Il-Kafsareh) was (with some careful, really strategic narcing from Azune) dismissed from his job.
We find ourselves back at the Seven Stars upstairs here with Varen Kadorn. For our timelines' purposes, you are three days out from the gala (which will be held at the Archanade, at the old Lyceum, celebrating the coming of The Hallowed Round and its players opening of "KoTher'ai"). So time moves ever onwards.
Looking out and around you, you see that Varen Kadorn stays with you in the aviary. You guys did not meet last night. After the wildness of the night in the Archanade, you guys decided to lay low for a day. You've heard some bits and rumors going around. Obviously people (Lord Dacen) came to the Archanade asking after his Lady wife. You've heard things, the rumors of Demodus (his vanishing). People are disappearing. There's beginning to be a feeling of dismay and a little bit of panic in the city (which has been at a heightened state ever since Thjazi's execution).
So that panic, rather than subsiding, is instead increasing. There's a feeling in the air of that dread increasing.
But we return to all of you now seated at your table with Varen Kadorn, who now speaks to you.*
> | Runtime | Break start|
> | :------ | :------ |
> | 5h 7m | 2h 11m |
# *Episode 24: Good Tidings*
*Hello, and welcome back to the Schemers Table here in Dol-Makjar for another thrilling episode of Critical Role.
We left off at a moment of pique here at the Seven Stars. Where Varen Kadorn (an old veteran and ally of Lieutenant Azune Nayar) had just let loose the fact that he'd been asked to round up some names of some people that might be interested in quitting their current jobs (or otherwise gathering together due to this ascent of the Sundered Houses); Varen said that he had spoken to a handful of people and had gotten together a list of 350 names. A staggering number. But then again, can you really be that surprised with what now unfolds in the city that there would be that many people?
After several days in a row, following the Schemers' rescue of Demodus Blix from the clutches of the Crow Keepers (still being hunted down by the Tachonis). Demodus is now staying safe at Bolaire's apartment in the Ogrimok Marketplace.
We also saw our Schemers kick into high gear (casting `Identify` on the Tachonis candle) and realizing whatever foul plot the Tachonis have at work.
Murray seeign visions of far off stone statues (sarcophagi) and a voice calling to fly to the white banners.
What this could mean, you cannot say!
But while you were doing that, Bolaire and Hal were busy getting their hands on the Pariah Blades! It went extremely well! It went so well, in fact (when you were discovered by the Lady Amariya Dacen Cormoray; she weilded the Pariah Blade at your head that she had marked with her own blood, pointed the blade at you) pulling off the `Suggestion` of the century. Talk about a `Suggestion`! Got her down into the private vault where she, investigating the coffin of Olbalad, opened it up. I don't know how many times Bolaire has mentioned the need for safety when working with these artifacts. That people lose hands. And Bolaire's sister, the mask Termina (who was the mask worn by the trickster goddess) cracked and in shards, leapt onto the face of a lady of the Sundered House as she turned to say hello to her long lost brother in a cracked, distorted and wavering voice you did not recognize and was sucked back into the mists of the coffin (which slammed shut, leaving all of you stunned, but wealthy in swords designed to kill the gods, which you took first to the Rookery) and then deciding that the paint given to you might be a way to disguise that (that had a nice little illusory cover that would make these powerful weapons read as sort of trivial magic). Those blades were discovered by your daughter's barking troupe and you sold a bunch of tickets that day, so, you know, highs and lows!
You took a night off. You guys have been making your rounds. Hero D'vyen (Hal and Elodie's child) has joined the internship program over at the Archanade. The crooked Lieutenant (Il-Kafsareh) was (with some careful, really strategic narcing from Azune) dismissed from his job.
We find ourselves back at the Seven Stars upstairs here with Varen Kadorn. For our timelines' purposes, you are three days out from the gala (which will be held at the Archanade, at the old Lyceum, celebrating the coming of The Hallowed Round and its players opening of "KoTher'ai"). So time moves ever onwards.
Looking out and around you, you see that Varen Kadorn stays with you in the aviary. You guys did not meet last night. After the wildness of the night in the Archanade, you guys decided to lay low for a day. You've heard some bits and rumors going around. Obviously people (Lord Dacen) came to the Archanade asking after his Lady wife. You've heard things, the rumors of Demodus (his vanishing). People are disappearing. There's beginning to be a feeling of dismay and a little bit of panic in the city (which has been at a heightened state ever since Thjazi's execution).
So that panic, rather than subsiding, is instead increasing. There's a feeling in the air of that dread increasing.
But we return to all of you now seated at your table with Varen Kadorn, who now speaks to you.*