Kalik Arashi checking in on what could be mine
Nov 29, 2017 12:11:42 GMT
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Post by kalik on Nov 29, 2017 12:11:42 GMT
I am still not convinced, friends, that giving details of our teleportation circle to the city across the mountains is a good plan. I trust not the Goblin or the Kobold with such easy intimate access to our city. Though perhaps these are unlike their brethren across the world, and indeed I have to admit that it has, for now at least, been profitable.
A small goblin came to the Ettin a few days ago. His Grandfather once ran the copper mine to the west, since abandoned to the undead and now reclaimed by a pair of dwarven siblings. His grandfather had hidden a chest in the chieftain's hut inside the mine. And this goblin, Nox, wanted it back.
The dwarf Doom Bah, Turoch the half orc, a human called Salazar whom I have not met previously and I agreed to return what was his.
After leaving a message with the dwarven pair we set off, on the roads to the west we saw some jaguars leave the forest and stalk the roads, along with the wolves on the move I saw last week I wonder if something has disturbed the beasts of this land? Or if they are overcoming their initial fear of the city and returning to the boundaries around Daring.
I digress.
We followed the tracks of some wagons to the strange rocks known as the peoples, whereupon the wagons turned south. In the grasslands beyond we came upon some gatherers harvesting from the wilds and later found a shield of some magical properties. If this interests anyone see me in the marketplace.
At the hugging rocks, with their strange magics and stranger guardians, we made camp. At night we were assailed by a pair of strange feathered saurian hunting a stinking bovine like creature. Quickly dispatched but odd all the same. In the morning we made for the mine.
Inside the mine things went as we expected, we fended off some zombie goblins and found the chest.
Do not tell Nox, my friends, but in spite of his instruction, we checked the contents of the box and discovered a severd head, larger than the average human and decomposed to essentially a dirty skull.
Eradicating some more of the undead menace we left the cave and returned to Daring Heights. In the plains across the stones there were other strange reptilian creatures grazing. This seems to be a land of great lizards.
We returned the chest to Nox, who explained that it contained the head of a tyrant, killed by his ancestor and that reputation is the source of his family’s power.
Be ware adventurers for there may be giant lords yet undiscovered in the mountains, though if a goblin can dispatch one of these beings, I am sure we have little to fear.
A small goblin came to the Ettin a few days ago. His Grandfather once ran the copper mine to the west, since abandoned to the undead and now reclaimed by a pair of dwarven siblings. His grandfather had hidden a chest in the chieftain's hut inside the mine. And this goblin, Nox, wanted it back.
The dwarf Doom Bah, Turoch the half orc, a human called Salazar whom I have not met previously and I agreed to return what was his.
After leaving a message with the dwarven pair we set off, on the roads to the west we saw some jaguars leave the forest and stalk the roads, along with the wolves on the move I saw last week I wonder if something has disturbed the beasts of this land? Or if they are overcoming their initial fear of the city and returning to the boundaries around Daring.
I digress.
We followed the tracks of some wagons to the strange rocks known as the peoples, whereupon the wagons turned south. In the grasslands beyond we came upon some gatherers harvesting from the wilds and later found a shield of some magical properties. If this interests anyone see me in the marketplace.
At the hugging rocks, with their strange magics and stranger guardians, we made camp. At night we were assailed by a pair of strange feathered saurian hunting a stinking bovine like creature. Quickly dispatched but odd all the same. In the morning we made for the mine.
Inside the mine things went as we expected, we fended off some zombie goblins and found the chest.
Do not tell Nox, my friends, but in spite of his instruction, we checked the contents of the box and discovered a severd head, larger than the average human and decomposed to essentially a dirty skull.
Eradicating some more of the undead menace we left the cave and returned to Daring Heights. In the plains across the stones there were other strange reptilian creatures grazing. This seems to be a land of great lizards.
We returned the chest to Nox, who explained that it contained the head of a tyrant, killed by his ancestor and that reputation is the source of his family’s power.
Be ware adventurers for there may be giant lords yet undiscovered in the mountains, though if a goblin can dispatch one of these beings, I am sure we have little to fear.