The session opened with the party ambushed by yuan-ti agents who were trying to use enchantment rather than brute force, hoping to compel Princess Mwaxanaré to go willingly to the royal palace. The attempt nearly succeeded in turning the confrontation into an abduction dressed up as consent, but the party disrupted it before the princess could be taken. The fighting was ugly and close. Vogon, still shaken from his earlier brush with the giant crocodile, struggled badly with his aim and could not bring his usual precision to bear, leaving the others to carry much of the battle. Jewel was incapacitated during the clash, yet the yuan-ti templar failed to break free of Pizza’s restraint, and that single failure gave the group the opening it needed to bring down the malisons and survive the ambush.
With the immediate danger ended, the party made full use of the prisoners they had taken. They interrogated two yuan-ti and came away with crucial intelligence about the serpent cult’s movements in Omu, including the existence of a secret entrance south of the palace and a description of the door leading into Ras Nsi’s throne room. More disturbing still was what they learned of Ras Nsi’s intentions toward the princess. He meant to transform Mwaxanaré into a yuan-ti and wed her, using her bloodline to legitimize himself as Omu’s first king. The princess, for her part, found the idea contemptible and grotesque, which only sharpened the sense that the party was no longer dealing with a mere territorial enemy, but with a ruler in waiting who meant to claim both throne and dynasty through violation and force.
They withdrew afterward to the kobold lair to rest, but whatever shelter it offered in stone and darkness did not protect their sleep. That night the party was drawn into a horrific dream-vision of Omu’s past, watching five generals appointed beneath Queen Nepaka as a new Omuan army rose in grim ceremony. The vision quickly turned from pageantry to atrocity. Guards in Mbala were butchered, a tyrannosaurus devoured villagers, a demon was summoned, people were disintegrated by the power of Ubtao, and a gnome artificer murdered the royal family. The dream felt less like history than accusation, as though the city itself were forcing them to witness the chain of violence that had brought Omu to ruin.
Morning brought only partial relief. Bart and Philomena were the only ones who had truly slept well enough to claim the benefit of a long rest, while Pizza, Jewel, and Vogon rose still frayed by nightmare and exhaustion. Yet the dream left something behind besides weakness. As Philomena rebuilt Phlappy, she felt a strange empowerment lingering from the night’s vision, as though some fragment of Omu’s lost force had passed through the horror and into her hands. By the end of the session, the party had survived a yuan-ti ambush, gained a path toward Ras Nsi, learned the depth of his ambitions for the princess, and been shown a nightmare glimpse of the ancient crimes buried beneath the city they were only beginning to understand.