Three days after Session 2

Varatas lay in the uncomfortable bedding of his private quarters at Fiona’s lodge. Ugh, I don’t get how people sleep on these things. A combination of sheer exhaustion plus his mind racing from what he witnessed the past weeks left him unable to meditate, forcing him to sleep as humans do. Mostly his thoughts were a clumsy mess of magic implications. The weight of knowing there was someone else looking into his family’s past was still weighing on him as well.

Varatas had not left his room for the last few days, only exiting to relieve himself and for the occasional meal. Moonsea cults, undead, dragons, magic, and other possibilities as endless as the Weave raced through his mind.

Sitting up Varatas looked across the room at the writing table, 2 innocent looking chunks of jade lying upon it next to a wand of magic detection. Both were from that accursed Dagon shrine. Now standing over the table his thoughts turned to more practical matters. The chunks of jade had faint traces of residual magic left on them. This observation was based on the assumption¹⁾ Varatas properly knew how to use the Wand of Magic Detection next to the jade, which he only attuned to a few days earlier. Of course, mastering a simple wand like this was no challenge for a sorcerer of his skill…

Varatas picked up a rough sketch he had made based on an item he saw back in Silverymoon. A surprisingly gifted wizard had on her person a set of four amulets made out of blood red rubies that she used to amplify not only her magical power but increase her magical reserves. She claimed each talisman contained a small piece of a demon lord. Such a claim was likely nothing more than a boast.

While he didn’t get the chance to study them closely Varatas presumed the talismans worked by storing a small amount of magic in the gem and focusing a spell’s energy through it briefly, amplifying the spell like a voice through a horn. Likely a set would be able to give a modest increase in magical output. That presumed enough of the magic was left in the jade to perform such a task.

Creating the amplifiers would require skills he admittedly lacked. But Lothar once boasted during a drunken rant how he was a jewel crafter…perhaps he could help. Quickly dressing Varatas left his room, the light of the morning disturbing his eyes. He walked past Logan’s room, not bothering to knock because at best Logan was hungover in his room, at worst still out on some coked out misadventure that would end up annoying Lothar and himself to no ends.

Varatas knocked on Lothar's door, hoping the dwarf wasnt hungover or already off for his tedious mediations and prayers. “Lothar, you in there?”

Lothar's Response

Waiting on Lothar