Few things in the vast planes is more tempting than a marid's sincere invitation into her waters.... Especially not that of noble standing within the courts of the planar sea.
I am an elven cleric and I rolled a 1 for Stealth. Now I've been stripped to my lingerie, bound and gagged, held captive in the raiders' camp: Will the rest of my party find me? Whatever is going to happen to me?
