Session 51-B: The Hunted

## Key Plot Developments

It’s a day later, and Glyn has thrown himself into some vices to forget Drigglezub’s death. He visits the gladiator pit, kills some minor demons, thinks about how they were weak (like her), and immerses himself in demon culture. If someone is weak, then maybe they do not deserve to live as much as stronger people? He hangs out with stronger people for a bit, like Ms. Anna and Verin.

Verin has just returned from an extraplanar jaunt where he looked for a dead goddess who is associated with some kind of magic and secrets. He and Verin exchange a few quips. Verin asks him what exactly Glyn wants from the Dark Prince. Glyn tells him he’s really here right not to screw over the other demon lords. His other goblin friends have some ingredients for the ritual that needs to be performed, and Glyn lists off the remaining items that need to be found.

Verin tells Glyn that he’s gaining a lot of favor with the Dark Prince. Verin tells Glyn that there’s not a lot of room at the top and he should know his place. Glyn reassures Verin that it will take a long time for Glyn to climb the ranks and by that time Verin will probably have moved up as well, anyway! Verin gives a non-smile smile. Verin also warns Glyn that word of his new army has been traveling. He knows this through Rule of Three.

Rule of Three is apparently not the guy’s name. It’s a goal. The goal is that Graz’zt wants to join all the alignments of fiends together. Verin tells Glyn that he needs to go back and grab every goblin soul from the Infinite Battlefield. And Verin wants to tag along as his second.

Glyn checks to see if Rule of Three wants to come. Verin will be by the snake trees when he’s ready. Rule of Three is talking to a bunch of portals and shutting them down as he speaks into other one in order to mislead the others. Glyn listens in. All he can really hear is that Rule of Three is speaking with some minotaurs and saying the goblins are really not worth their time. Some of the people he was speaking to were yugoloth mercenaries that are hired to weaken other demon lords.

Glyn asks him for some more soul coins. Rule of Three says he will look into the other demon lieutenants who are looking to cut in on their goblin picking. Rule of Three only has one soul coin to offer right now--but it’s premium. It can house one very powerful soul. Glyn thinks this might be a good option for Pyrite’s soul, but he’s annoyed that she can just misty escape. There are no other soul coins right now. They are a devil’s bargaining ship. Their talk turns to needing to find Nicholas Ice Cream. He is impossible to scry on. There are no calling cards of his seen recently. Glyn tells Rule of Three about his vision of Mantol-Derith and what the people on the ground were saying.

They shit on the Demogorgon and talk about how crazy he is. Rule of Three explains some lore about the Demogorgon, and Graz’zt’s relationship to the other demon lords.

This was a plot on the part of the Dark Prince. He had offered to be allied with the Spider Bitch and co-rule. She brushed him aside and tried to create her own council of demon lords together. She nearly succeeded, even bringing Yeenoghu and Baphomet to the table. So the Dark Prince disguised himself as the queen of the succubi and monitored the situation. Some heroes from the material plan got involved (at Gra’zt’s behest), challenged the aspect of Lolth in front of everyone, and they defeated a fragment of her. The Queen of the Demonweb Pits is at least somewhat aware of the hand Graz’zt played in her failure.

Back with Verin, they discuss how the soul coin will be for Pyrite. Verin wants to make a little bet. If Verin can down Pyrite without her doing any damage to them, he wins Glyn’s army. If he fails, then Glyn gets Verin’s whip. Glyn, wisely, declines the bet.

Verin opens a portal to the first layer of the Infinite battlefield. They are on a very large cube that is flat and barren, covered in pits and trenches, barbed wire, infernal war machines, and iron citadels. Verin thinks it’s called Nishrek, the battlefield of the Orcs. They need to get to Clangor to get to the goblins. Then, they hear some fun little chanting from nine little Orcs. Glyn asks if they’re seen a goblin around. Nope! They say it’ll cost them both their weapons if they want to leave this place. Glyn says okay and moves to give the orc his glaive, and then promptly stabs him in the gut.

The first orc is immediately bloodied. It looks like Verin is staying out of the fight for now.  Each of the orcs cast spiritual weapon and all nine come at Glyn at the same time. Glyn is hit pretty hard by all of these! Glyn then kills the orc nearest to him and then tries to back up out of their range. The eight remaining orcs try to command him to yield, but none of them succeed against this hero’s mighty mind. Glyn fakes them out by pretending to yield anyway. They move in to try and cut him down, nonlethally. Probably to torture him later. As they move closer, they all look a Verin, and he just puts up his wet hands that communicate a “not my monkey, not my problem” attitude. Glyn then summons Long Ears! The faithful companion attacks the nearest orc.

The orcs move their spiritual weapons on Long Ears and he dies immediately. They all move on Glyn again with their ranged spears. They cut into Glyn. It’s not looking great for him. He calls out to Verin, who is of absolutely no help, and then he misty steps away with the snap of his fingers. He disengages and heals himself a bit. Verin offers to help him if he relinquishes his goblin army. Fat chance of that ever happening. So Verin, smugly, walks away. The orcs don’t like that and they try to cut down Verin. None of them hit. Verin returns their energy with a sign and a fireball in the middle of their ranks. Two of them drop their spiritual weapons. They move in on Glyn again. He kills one and heavily bloodies another with his glaive. Two of them get a hit on Verin, and their silver weapons actually do some damage to him! Glyn, now not the only target of this group, kills an orc and bloodies another. Verin casts poison mind on some of them. One orc’s head explodes! Another is obliterated by Verin’s slimy touch. The remaining orcs are afraid and run away.

Verin really wants that goblin army and Glyn mentions that even if he died, he still wouldn’t give the army to Verin. Verin weighs his options privately. They carry on to the next level of the Infinite Battlefield, Clangor.

They run into some weakened souls and Glyn speaks to them as if he is their savior. He’ll take them from this horrible place if they lead him to where Pyrite is hiding. They give him a lot of contradicting information and lead him on a wild goose chase. He looks around for anything that could be of help. Up in the sky, he can see a red sun, hear the clinging of swords, and smell some blood. NGlyn flies about 4 miles up.

From here, he can see some goblins who are being led by a bugbear. He uses his new telekinesis to trick the leader; he causes the bugbear to think a goblin tripped him and he smashes them to death. Then Glyn just goes up to the bugbear to ask him if he’s seen Pyrite. He offers he gold. That’s no good here. This guy’s name is KLARG and he’s the strongest. Glyn intimidates Klarg and it works! He describes Pyrite and all the magic she is able to do. Klarg remembers her and the big creature she was with. He wants that creature. Last he heard, Pyrite was trying to get to the layer below. There’s a lot of stuff buried under the trash like discarded chariots. He convinces Klarg to lead the way.

Klarg creates a plan for getting around the memory absorber. One of the little goblins will do a cannonball into it and the rest will follow after the big splash. He slam dunks one of the goblins and yells for everyone else to jump. Most of the goblins fail to get through it. Only three goblins make it. They go from one floating cube to the next. The river is splashing down in a dark, violent waterfall. The place smells of steel, in an offensive way to Glyn. Klarg asks to be lifted up by Glyn so they can travel. This dude is like 300 lbs; Glyn won’t do that.

Glyn can remember the name Klarg in goblin history. This was one of the people who lorded over Grandpappy Droop. He helped give the clan the name Cragmaw. He mentions this and they chat about how Klarg should have kept more goblins around if they were gonna evolve as Glyn did. And he boasts that he lived to the ripe old age of 35. Klarg truly thinks that Glyn is the true evolution of the goblin and makes the others wake up so he can train them.

Glyn looks around and finds a single very calcified-looking potion--perfect for Rule of Three, who requested one before. Glyn and Verin go back to looking for Pyrite. Looking around, Glyn can see an intersecting sea of memories and in the distance, he can see another way they could have gotten into this place. There is a natural portal on a steel cube the size of a city. At this point, it’s clear that Pyrite has been watching them! She launches a surprise attack!

She has also gone through her own physical transformation; she has two big feathery wings coming out of her back, the top half of her face is gone, and what remains is unnaturally serene and stoic. Fused among the feathers are crystals. Her hands and body radiate with divine energy as she attacks with a fireball directly at Glyn. It misses. Pyrite points her finger between the two intruders and tries to blow them apart with a fireball.

Pyrite turns around to see Verin--a tall, albino, androgynous figure who is oozing spiritual slimes. He seems to be comforted by the fire and burning that’s happening around him. Glyn is confused--this angelic thing clearly knows him, but he doesn’t know her. She says she wants to free him and he and Verin have a good chuckle about that. She commands that he come to her. Glyn refuses. Verin, intending to make a gift of Pyrite for the Dark Prince, casts dominate monster. She’s immune.

Pyrite the angel takes out her dagger and, anime style, disappears and reappears right behind Glyn and does a steel wind strike on both him and Verin. Then she uses fury of the small. Glyn is DOWNED with that strike. Glyn should have taken that bet; he’d be one whip richer. Verin demands to know what Pyrite wants with Glyn. She’s cryptic about it.

Verin, with his slime falling from the sky, floats over to Pyrite. He tries to see underneath her angelic guise, but she won’t allow him. Verin cracks his whip and hits Pyrite. Her concentration on her angelic form fails and she’s reverted to her goblin self. With all her immunities and strength, Verin seems to take a particular interest in what Pyrite is. Pyrite then becomes a T-Rex. Verin seems to truly smile for the first time after seeing this. He finds her fascinating. She roars in an attempt to intimidate him. With this, Verin’s mouth rips open in a hollow, oozing grin and he lets out a bellowing laugh. This alone stuns Pyrite. He poisons her mind.  She breaks out of the stun just in time to experience his whip coming right at her. While continuously striking, Verin whoops with joy because he has found a being who can take so much of the damage he deals her. In true, depraved demonic fashion, he’s enjoying the sadism as he rips off and disintegrates pieces of this T-Rex. Pyrite grabs Glyn in her arms, disengages and runs. Verin runs after them and gleefully pleads for her not to run away.

Verin throws out another whip. She blocks it with her magic shield. Pyrite T-Rexs up again. Verin hits her with another whip move. He is loving this. Switching things up a bit, he casts feeblemind on the T-Rex. She is returned to her goblin form. Now with a feeble mind, Pyrite knows very little about what is going on around her. She recognizes no one as friend. She scampers off, feral rabbit style. Verin, still wearing his Jack Skellington smile, has his “jaw” handing on by a few drips of slime. Feral Pyrite hears a sound ahead of her--carnival-like music and the sound of gears turning. She runs toward it and vanishes.

Glyn is awakened by Verin’s scream. Verin is fuming mad. The angel that he still doesn’t recognize as Pyrite is nowhere to be seen. Verin is using his whip to destroy everything it can reach. He’s having a full-on temper tantrum. A little late, Glyn now realizes that Pyrite WAS the angel! Verin is now the one obsessed with finding Pyrite. He had way too much fun and now wants to hunt her down and make her one of his consorts.

## Memorable Quotes

* **Glyn:** Oh, hey Verin! What’s up?
* **Verin:** Busy busy.
* **Glyn:** Having fun?
* **Verin:** Always.
* **Glyn:** You know what? It’s your face! I can tell, you’re having fun all the time! So expressive.
* **Verin**: You’re taller…..Finally hit puberty, or what?

* **Verin:** Tell me, what is it you want from the Dark Prince?
* **Glyn:** I mean, we have this plan to fuck over all the other demon lords, and that’s pretty much what I’m into right now.

* **Glyn:** My other companions probably have some of it by now. Otherwise, we need six feathers from six different angels, the heart of a Goristro, 13 tinmasks--but I see those around all the time, I think--a few drops of blood or ichor from a demon lord, but Graz’zt gave me a horn so I think that should probably work. And then we need some grimoires from some drow magic user.
* **Verin:** Well, good luck with that, I guess.

* **Verin:** Glyn, you are climbing your way up through the ladder of the Dark Prince’s favor. Just remember, there’s not that much room at the top. I like you, but you gotta know your rung.
* **Glyn**: And what’s that?
* **Verin:** Below.
* **Glyn:** Below you?
* **Verin:** If you say so.

* **Glyn**: Rule of Three? I thought that was just his name?
* **Verin:** It’s not a name, it’s a goal.
* **Glyn:** What’s the goal?
* **Verin:** The Dark Prince has a plan to merge together all different sorts of fiends: Lawful, Neutral, and Chaotic. Rule of Three is an ambassador. He works to bring various fiends together. What you’ve created, Glyn, is a hot commodity. Well-trained goblins plucked directly from the endless battlefield. Other demons are taking note.
* **Glyn**: Huh! They want in on the goblin action.
* **Verin:** We can’t have our monopoly if others are biting into our market share. We need to get all the goblins before they do.

* **Verin:** Tell me, I’ve never gone goblin hunting on the Infinite Battlefield…you have room for a second?
* **Glyn:** Oh, Verin, you’re going to LOVE it! It is so easy and so much fun!

**Rule of Three:** It would not be great PR if I am spotted around goblin souls right now.

**Rule of Three:** There is a famous yugoloth phrase. It is “What’s in it for me?”

* **Glyn**: Is Ms. Anna busy?
* Ru**le of Three:** She is taken with her new friend, Kris. they are trying to see to a Succession within some of the guilds in Zelatar.
* **Glyn:** It’s a pretty good system here.
* **Rule of Three**: Don’t let the Dark Prince hear you say “system.”

* **Rule of Three:** Soul coins are a devil’s bargaining chip. They gifted us soul coins so we can uphold our end of the bargain. Speaking of which, we still have to track down Nicholas Ice Cream.
* **Glyn:** Yeah--what the fuck is that asshole up to?

**Rule of Three:** The Demogorgon is a pretender to the Dark Prince’s throne. We’re all about chaos and insanity, but there is no crazier motherfucker than the Demogorgon.

**Rule of Three**: There’s nothing to be afraid of. With age comes experience.

* **Glyn:** Anything you want us to do for you while we’re on the Battlefield?
* **Rule of Three:** If you could pick up some REALLY old, fucked up potions… I mean like I don’t know what's gonna happen to me when I drink them, I could really use the trip.

* **Verin:** How’s that friend doing?
* G**lyn:** No longer with us… couldn’t cut it.
* **Verin:** Is this friend gonna be as weak as the first?
* **Glyn:** This friend is much stronger. She can turn into a giant fucking, I dunno, lizard thing. A lot. Kinda reminds me of the Demogorgon, it’s irritating.
* **Verin:** You know what? I BET you, I can stop this friend before they can do anything.

**Orcs**: When the blood-red sky makes their blood run dry, Gruumsh One-Eye goes strong!

When their blood goes splat and their bones go flat, Baghtru Leg-Breaks on!

When your blood runs hot or you start to rot, Yurtrus claims his own!

When your blood gets spilled and your lust is filled, Luthic brings you home!

* **Glyn:** Looking for a particular goblin?
* **Orc:** No goblins here! Goblins DEAD!
* **Glyn:** You killed them all?
* **Orc: I**f you wanna leave, it’s gonna cost you. That whip and that glaive.
* **Glyn:** Wow, these things are pretty worthless, right, Verin?
* **Verin**: …….You take this one.

* **Glyn:** Hey buddy. Sorry you had to be quiet last time. Go for it.
* **Long Ears:** YEEEEEEEESSS!!!! AAAhhhhh…..I miss my old teeth.

* **Glyn:** Uh, Verin? Not doing too hot over here…
* **Verin:** Yeah, I can see that.
* **Glyn:** Yeah, I’m gonna dip..
* **Verin:** How?
* **Glyn:** Like this.

* **Verin:** Want my help?
* **Glyn:** Thaat’d be great!
* **Verin:** Then, I’ll do it for the army.
* **Glyn:** Haha, nope!

* **Orc:** What ARE you two?!
* **Glyn:** The best of friends.
* **Verin**: I could have gotten an army if you all were just a little more intimidating…

* **Verin:** How much more would it have taken for me to get that army?
* **Glyn:** I probably would have died before. And after I died, I still wouldn’t have given it to you.

**Glyn**: Well, I guess they’re great for soul coins but not very good for directions.

* **Klarg:** Alright you lot! We’s gonna--- hum? Did one of you trip me??
* **Goblins:** Naw, naw! We didn’t trip nuthin!

* **Glyn:** How about I don’t kill all your friends here?
* **Klarg:** What, just cause you can flap around, you think that you can kill this lot?

**Klarg:** Come here you lot! We’s helping Flappy Bird over there find apathetic goblin!

* **Glyn:** Klarg, buddy, you’re the strongest! And the cost of being the strongest is also being the heaviest!
* **Klarg:** Hmmm, that’s right. It’s raw muscle!

**Klarg:** I was killed by me son. Very proud! Ya love to see it.

**Klarg:** Hey you all! Wake up! We’s gonna be training so we turns into giant birds! See that one? He’s farther along, but not as far as he could be! When I’s done, you’s all gonna be like Vrocks!

* **Verin:** What the fuck is an angel doing here??
* **Pyrite:** Give me Glyn.
* **Glyn:** Why do want me?
* **Pyrite:** To free you from demons.
* **Glyn:** HAHA! Verin, are you capturing me?
* **Verin:** Alright, Glyn is free to go!

**Verin**: I think the Dark Prince would like to have one like you around a lot.

* **Pyrite:** Glyn doesn’t belong to you.
* **Verin:** What do you want with him?
* **Pyrite:** He…he’s mine.
* **Verin:** He’s the Dark Prince’s.
* P**yrite:** He’s Short Ears, and he’s mine.
* **Verin:** Wrong on both counts.

* **Pyrite:** Surrender!
* **Verin:** Words right out of my mouth.

* **Verin:** Oh, WOW. Immune to Necrotic. Immune to Charm…You’re something very interesting, aren’t you?
* **Pyrite:** YES. I’m BETTER than you.

**Verin:** YOU CAN TAKE IT, HUH?

**Verin:** NO, NO NO! IT’S SO GOOD! DON’T RUN AWAY! COME ON! DO IT AGAIN! DO IT AGAIN! YOU CAN TAKE IT, RIGHT?!

**Pyrite**: I have Glyn, I intimidated this dude, what more does he want? Glyn’s mine!

* **Glyn**: Is Pyrite a fucking angel now? What the fuck? I mean, I guess I’m part fiend…
* **Verin:** So you’re finally up, huh? Interesting friend you got there. She got away. It was a trick. We’re gonna track her down. We’re gonna find her. We’re gonna go to Rule of Three and we’re going to hunt her. It was so much fun, Glyn. She just became a bigger version of herself! I got to cut loose, and THEN she runs AWAY. I didn’t even understand that thing that took her out of here. It was like the sound of a machine!
* **Glyn:** Well, I’m glad you liked her, I knew you would!
* **Verin:** I LOVE her. She’s gonna be one of my consorts!
* **Glyn:** Sick!
* **Verin:** She can take it, I can give it. It’s gonna be the three of us, just like with the gnolls. We’re gonna get to the Material, or wherever the fuck she is, we’re gonna hunt her down. And if anything gets in the way of her and anything else, we are going to kill them.