"Danger, danger, danger" - Steve Irwin, the Crocodile Hunter
NOTE: Be sure to read Whispers in the Dark Chapter I and II before reading this, as the campaign split into two different parts!
Standing amongst the bodies of the two fey who had died on their attempted escape from the goblin fortress of Feuerbrennt, Dawgsin gave them both the blessing of Bahamut, wishing them peace in their next life.
"Cut
off some of their hair," Ragnarok instructed, "we may have the chance
to resurrect them at a later time." Dawgsin did so without question,
and Ragnarok put the hair in a pouch on his belt.
"We
need to keep moving," Dawgsin said quietly, his raspy voice echoing off
the stone walls. Ragnarok nodded. As they were about to leave, two
more figures ran through the door: a half-orc and an elf maiden.
"We
fight here!" the half-orc shouted at the elf. Dawgsin looked at
Ragnarok, who simply nodded. Sensing the druid's thoughts, Llenherd's
body tensed, ready for a fight.
They didn't have long to wait. Two goblins riding wolves raced into the room, along with a couple foot soldiers.
Dawgsin's hand flexed, and from the shadows, a short sword formed in his hand. He drew a dagger in the other one.
The goblins barked commands in their native tongue, and the battle began.
Ragnarok focused for a moment,
transforming into a large, gray wolf.
The
elf un-shouldered a longbow and began firing arrows, throwing the
goblin riders from their saddles and leaving only the wolves remaining.
Her half-orc friend and Dawgsin were eager to finish them off.
The elf continued to fire arrows, knocking the wolves into the pits where they could no longer harm the group.
"I thank you for your help," she told Dawgsin and Ragnarok. "We are trying to escape this place."
"As are we," Ragnarok answered. "If we join together, we would have a much better chance of leaving."
"I agree," the elf replied. "I am Shaya Starfall, and this is my guardian, Torgal."
"My name is Ragnarok Senzez, and this is Llenherd," the druid replied.
"You are most strange for a lycanthorpe," Shaya replied. "Noble, almost."
Ragnarok
nodded while Dawgsin informed them of his name. The group lifted the
gate, and stepped into the next pitch black room. Ragnarok lit a
sunrod, illuminating several groups of four-winged, flying creatures.
"Stirges!"
Torgal yelled, charging into them and swiping them with his sword. The
half-orc soon took care of the bloodsuckers, leaving the rest of the
group to examine the two dead bodies on the ground.
The
bodies possessed enchanted armor made of snakeskin, as well as a staff
with a symbol engraved on it. Shaya recognized it as the sign of the
Zyr Ryle, a neutral group typically dwelling in the Feywild. The bodies
also contained journals, the notes of which established that the
travelers were attempting to reason with the goblins of Feuerbrennt,
before trying to escape themselves. They were traveling with a third
companion, whose body was not found in the room. Shaya took the
journals, reasoning that if she was to meet the Zyr Ryle, they would
appreciate having them back.
Torgal
opened the doors to the next room, alerting two hobgoblin guards and
their captain. Before the group could react, they attacked.
The guards soon proved
to be an overwhelming force, knocking several of the party
unconscious. The captain ordered the guards to finish them off, while
he went to alert his superiors. Seeing a weakness, Dawgsin was able to
finish off the guards and help his friends, who realized that backwards
led deeper into Feuerbrennt, yet the road ahead led to the hobgoblin
captain and his commanding officers....
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This
is the first time I got to actually play DnD in a long time. I'm
usually always the DM. I usually only play one character instead of
four, but that was actually a small annoyance. I caught on pretty fast,
and have different personalities/voices for each character. That did
mean that I would interact with myself on occasion, but it was all in
good fun. I got the hang of playing 4 characters pretty quickly, and I
look forward to continuing this story.
The
Little Sibling DM did a really good job. He kept the game moving
forward, and at some points, he was cheering for the party to succeed
(he's too nice, haha). I could tell by the end he was feeling pretty
confident, so I'm glad that we're going to continue the game as is. My
party earned enough experience to level up, so I get the joy of doing
that too. I plan on playing a bit in the next week, so expect to see
more updates on the DnD games (I plan on getting the Grave Secrets group
together to play).
Until next time!
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