The portal behind Posmet has closed. He was falling down into Avernus, still riding on Tiamats body. Meanwhile, for the rest of the group the realization sunk in that Posmet was actually gone and they started to look for a way to get him back. They tried summoning the little demon that helped him produce contracts. They tried threatening the Arcane Brotherhood who had opened the portal in the first place. All to no avail. They gathered that Posmet wasn’t coming back anytime soon, and at least partially by his own volition. Understanding that he is, in a weird way, honor-bound to his contract with Asmodeus, the others leave it at that, for now. Thoredim carves a makeshift gravestone that says “Posmet, Slayer of Tiamat”.
Kaija meanwhile went to Severin’s corpse. As she looked at it, another Doppelganger appeared from the shadows. Turns out it is Viktor - or what she had thought of as Viktor. In reality, this is her mother, although she raised her in the role of a “mentor”. She tells her of her fathers, Severin’s, wrong ways, his falling for this cult. He had always seen a child as a mere inconvenience and had used the mother as a tool for his machinations. In turn, the mother sabotaged him in many ways, for example handing the blue dragon mask over to our group. Finally, the mother said she now planned to vanish into society. Kaiya, although wishing her the best, explicitly asks her not to stay in touch. The mother vanishes.
The same evening, while a victory feast was held, Thoredim seeked out Kaiya once more. She said she was now planning to go to the Hunting Lodge to think about what’s next. Thoredim tried to give her a big hug, which she resisted heavily, trying to cast sleep and color spray. Nevertheless, Thoredim told her that, while the might not always have seen eye to eye on moral topics, he was glad to know that such a competent warrior had their back in the heat of battle. Kaiya turned her back, shudders, but could not help smiling a little.
The next morning, Shan told the others of his dream of opening a monestary, while Kaiya revealed that she might go back to her old house eventually and if they’d ever need her, they should slide a gold coin under the door. Shan finally stepped through a teleportation circle to some unknown faraway lands, the others could only make out some snow capped mountains in the distance.
Meanwhile, Posmet had reached the depths of hell, where he met a tiny golden elephant named Lulu. It convinces Posmet to follow her down a river, on which you forget more and more things as you follow it.
Shan started advertising his role as dragon slayer to recruit young monks. His philosophy: Eat - fight - eat - sleep - eat. Repeat.
Kaiya settled down in the hunting lodge to think about what to do next.
Thoredim wandered to Greenest, where his mother presumably was. On the outskirts of town, he found a dwarven lady whose face he immediately recognized as his mother’s. She didn’t recognize her little Thoredim at first, though, having thought him dead all those years. After a grand reunion with many tears, Thoredim told his mother that they had freed Thundertree and she could finally return home. She hesitated. Finally, Thoredim saw two red-haired dwarven children standing in the distance, looking at them. His mother invited him to stay for a couple of days, but he declined, saying he had to move on.
Posmet finally arrived at a huge market, made of strange vehicles. He traded one of the souls of his orb to send a package across the planes - a spell scroll (“Guess we shouldn’t have SCATTERED so far”), his belt and his sword. He packed it all in an enormous chest and sent it to Thoredim, who suddenly saw a Bony White Devil in the middle of the forest deliver a chest to him.
A busy street in Waterdeep. One pub has especially many patrons going in and out. In it, a wide selection of ales and meads from all over Faerun. The menu is a curious mix of dwarven and eastern dishes, with a heavy reliance on potatoes. In the corner, you see a dwarven plate armor, not a speck of dust on it. Above it on the wall two weapons form an X, a mace and an axe. Next to it, an enormous sword with an inscription below it: This is the sword that slayed Tiamat. When the evening gets long, Thoredim can be found sitting in the middle of the guests, maybe opened an especially rare bottle of ale, smoking his magic pipe that creates images and recounting stories for hours about him slaying dragons. The frost giants up in the icy north. Elegant elves in the vast jungles to the east. And the heros that became his companions, then his friends along the way.
Kaiya decides to use the money she made on the adventures for good, opening an orphanage in her house to take care of children that suffered the same fate that she has. Most of the time, she will live a normal human’s life. But sometimes she will forget herself, shooting a dagger with deadly precision at a rat and the like.
Shan by now has trained his first cohort of monks, who are now out fighting local gangs of criminals.
Posmet has arrived in Asmodeus army, starts rising through the ranks. At one time, he eventually meets Asmodeus himself, brazenly trying to negotiate an Officer’s title for himself, fighting demons.
Five years have passed. One day, a gold coin gets pushed under Kaiyas door with the message “Come to the Lightning and Thunder Tavern in Waterdeep”. Shan receives a message “We have a potato emergency!”. Kaiya makes her way to the tavern, instinctively taking seat in the darkest, most faraway corner. She soon gets served a drink on the house, with a dragon claw swimming in it. Shan makes a great entrance, just like the first time we met him. This time helped by his billowing cloak. Thoredim closes out the pub, serves the others Liquor from a portion of the Wave Echo Cave that he converted to a distillery. After some talking about good old times, the actual topic is being brought up: It has been five years and still no sign of Posmet. We have to try to bring him back!
The last people have seen of the F* Five for now is them entering a fiery portal, dressed in their old adventuring gear and ready to bring back their friend - even if it means going straight to hell.