Saltmarsh

Mordenkeinan Reveal

As the players defeat Abbadon -

Nirmadin

Nirmadin will begin to mutter to the closest person.

He stands up, casts off his old dusty robe. He is tall, bald, sharp black goatee. My name is Mordenkeinan, and This is now my final test.


3 rounds

"You are strong enough to join me... Let us talk." - He casts a timestop spell in the new turn.

"Renaxis is desperate, because he doesn't have a chance fighting it alone. He is just using you in a move to claim the highest divinity in the wake of your calamity.

"I'm offering another way. There is no honour lost in accepting a losing battle. I'm not asking you to serve me. Stay as demigods. Stay in the dark. The horror will gorge itself on the old gods. And when it's bloated and slow, perhaps then we strike. Perhaps we find another way. But we at least we live"

"You have my word, if I have yours"


Moments later, Renaxis arrives. He sees their wounds. He understands immediately.

"Mordenkeinan... Now how could it be that you are still here."

"Do not let him poison your minds. His mind is a pit of madness".

"Whatever he has told you - the horror is restless, sleepless. There is no waiting it out. There's only now, while we still have the strength to fight."

His true plan is to use you in the fight, along with him, and let the old gods die. He is unlikely to turn on the players.


They circle you, like a mexican standoff.

"Choose wisely, you know what must be done"