Vornyn returns with firewood to find his companions badly injured from the skeleton fight. He makes quick work of their wounds with his healing spells. The group moves on deeper into the forest. They come upon a Dwarven soldier "Dunk" who is looking for a new war to fight. The army he previously served with in Gardon had been decimated, leaving him the lone survivor. He said he decided to travel far away from his grief and search out a new battle/ adventure to get his mind off things. He happily joins the group and they head out back on the trail after a nice lunch of dry rations. A few hours into their journey that day, they faintly hear an old woman crying in agony.
When the group approaches they find an old woman tied up to a tree with ten young human lads throwing stones at her while one prepares the grounds for a good old fashioned witch burning. As he lights the torch and is about to set the witch ablaze, Vornyn fires a single shot at the mans hand hitting perfectly, which forces him to drop the torch. Quickly the band of young misfits throw their remaining rocks and the battle is on! An entangle spell stops the misfits in their tracks. Then the new dwarven soldier "Dunk" casts a flame spell at one of the entangled men. The fire is intensified by all of the new bramble produced by the entangle spell. At this point Murphy casts an additional entangle spell which basically engulfs the men beyond retreat. The fire intensifies. Delvin, feeling that this is wrong, uses a jar containing a mud elemental in hopes to squash the flames. It works and stops the fire, covering everyone and everything in a grey mud. Gary unties the witch and moves her to safety. She explains that the local villagers would not accept her money to buy food for her sick daughter, so she stole some chickens. That forced the young misfits of the village into a rage and they came here to "Burn the Witch"!
The companions get her away from the entangled men and escort her back to her home. There they find a sickly teenage girl. It appears she is suffering from some type of poison. The Amonzoniean "Sura" uses her innate ability to neutralize poison with her own blood, saving the young girl. The witch is extremely grateful and offers up a gift to Delvin for his eye injury. It is a jet black glass eye. He puts it into his empty eye socket and immediately both of his eyes become the same pure black. It gives him the ability to see normally in both the day and night but it comes with a cost of looking quite sinister. The witch explains that he now can "steal" the pupils of others which will provide him with added powers if he sees fit to use it.
The companions invite the witch "Elga" and her daughter "Estia" to join them on their journey to Diamond bed city, stating that is no longer safe for them here. The angry mob of villagers will surely be back along with reinforcements anytime now. They agree and the entire group hits the road again as quickly as the horses can take them.
updated cast of adventurers
Sal D. = Murphy (human druid)
Paul= Vornyn Tinkerson = (gnome cleric)
Jon = Delvin Hillsborough (human ranger)
John C. = Surajungala "Sura" (Amonzoniean fighter)
Austin = Fyorn (1/2 elf Mage)
Tom = Wetzel (Female halfling Sorcerer)
Sal T. = Garoloph Falenschiener "Gary" (Dwarven thief)
Eddie = Thunklog Koboldfall "Thunk" (Dwarven war mage)
NPC's = Panarus Ensala (elf Bard)
Sprock (tinker gnome engineer and world renowned plumber)
Elga (human witch)
Estia (Human witches daughter)
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ReplyDeletePride Mother... I write this note without knowing how it will ever reach you, but I am alone amongst strangers so I write as much for me as to keep you informed.
ReplyDelete39 days thus far in this strange world and no sign of a worthy mate. I am starting to doubt this land has a man of stature and strength that would further our legacy. It is not that this land is lacking males, I have met many in my search yet sadly none to consider taking their seed.
I say alone amongst strangers as I have recently decided to travel with an interesting group I encountered as they promise adventure and seem to be well acquainted with the land. They are a curious bunch, men who take on animal form, men who disappear seemingly in plain sight, various magics I have witnessed in my short time traveling with them and oh a lesser “man” with a pointy hat and a frail man wearing frilly dress with pointy ears who appear to have a problem with our people and cultures. They have been outspoken and yet I have endured their insolent words with a slight grin as it amuses me to hear babies whine for their tit.
It has not been all bad, I have met a man of considerable skill in battle and a friend of beasts. He has treated me well and we share an affinity for weapons. His name is Delvin, if something could be done about his stature he may have been worth a roll in the underbrush. For now I count him as a friend.
My other companions are also intriguing. A follower of some god unknown to me who is granted healing powers and brews ale. We have had conversations of intercourse but I will think on it. He is small after all. We intend to brew ale when my bleeding happens similar to the Mares brew we have at ceremony. It seems an interesting concept, we shall see.
Finally we happened upon another male, which I am very wary about. He is as wide as tall and although he wreaks of those that have attempted to conquer Mikas, he also casts magics of fire and cold. He seems a troubled person who can be swayed with the gust of a wind to do good or evil. I will watch for his further actions to decide which as he has already brought a dishonor to our group by murdering an unarmed innocent. The “innocent” provoked a fight, yet the retribution was extreme.
Now I must go and hunt. Please send my heart to the Pride mothers and my sisters.