While the rest of the party is jailbreaking, Anna has an adventure. She has a conversation with herself, then takes a room at the inn. Near midnight, a gust of wind throws back the windows and throws the blankets off of her, and a man appears. The same guy with the staff and the grey streak in his hair. He says, “You are in grave danger, you must leave!” He asks her to recover the party’s gear, and meet back at his tree. So Anna sneaks out into the street and heads back to the constabulary. She casts an illusion spell to distort her image and sneak into the building. A guard sees the door open briefly, but thinks, “Meh, probably nothing.” She sneaks into the evidence room, picks the lock, and makes off with most of the party’s gear – it’s all super heavy. On the way out, she sees a dangerous assassin slaying the door guard. She hustles to the great tree.
The rest of the party breaks out of jail. Drage charges out of the front door. Alia follows Vortamos, who grabs a sword from the dead guard on the way out of the door. At the tree, Anna appears out of thin air startling the charging Dragonborn and party in tow. They make hastened reintroductions as Anna passes out their belongings. They exchange stories of how they got there. Vortamos suggests getting out of sight of prying eyes, into a doorway noticed in the side of the tree. Drage and Alea walk into the tree without another word.
Vortamos tries to light a torch, Khan says, “That’s probably not a good idea,” and Anna places light spell on the torch. Inside, the door disappears and they see green growing mossy bits around this room. The outermost ring of the room glows softly green. The man in the tree materializes again. “My name is Aldred Engelbrecht. I brought you here so you could be safe.” “Safe from what?” “Safe from the city, which seeks to destroy you. Tonight, the king was assassinated. The powers at be,the Dreaming Dark, seek to frame each of you for this. You may previously have known them as the Incubus Assemblage. They have since grown in power, despite my efforts, in the material plane.”
He assures you he thinks we’re in the material plane but cannot prove. He says Aethereon is Simikiel. He looks all kinds of fucked up in his true form, with a giant hole in the center of his head. Khan questioned if he is an elder god, and Aldred says he is as old as the dawn of the world, at least as old as the traditional pantheon of gods. Aldred himself has been around nearly 1600 years, and has been fighting the dreamlords’ interference with the material plane ever since then.
The group sleeps in the tree. Vortamos slips into Alia’s shadow and enters the Twilight Realm, meets with Carneira. Carneira says he cannot help us directly as his power is weak, but he is able to set us up with a meeting with the other dreamlords. Vortamos says ok and heads back.
Alia, meditating against the side of the room, sees brief flashes of memory as she slips in and out of her trance. She sees a magical shield around Agerais. She sees a large war against the shield. She sees a man touching the shield and an explosion of fire, people screaming, people burning, and visions of the High Priestess of Melora in flames just before she awakens in a cold sweat.
Vortamos awakens in a tiled room with red draperies. A thin, multichromatic dragonborn watches him, wearing a brightly colored outfit. He strikes a deal with Tiamat’s representative to sell the souls of the party in order to gain additional power.
The next morning, Vortamos shares that he has arranged a meeting with the other dreamlords, but we need to make it out of the city. We jumped down the rabbit hole into complete darkness (down the slide).