Sol's Campaign

Fib's journal: Entry number two
Irony

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When Dez starts to swing

Goblins scream in fear

I barely did a thing!

I just stood clear

 

My boys cleared rooms

Levelled temples to the ground

And I? My anger just fumes

Because of what I found

 

As I stopped being tender

THINGS WANTED TO SURRENDER!

 


 

Why do we stumble from one horrible situation to the next? Are we three meant to always get in trouble? Things used to be simpler. It started early this week when we woke in the village now safe from flaming angry wolves. The innkeeper told us to see a scholar by the name of Landi on our way out to see the Father. We checked in on him and I am glad we did! We got hold of a pendant that should keep Fel from dying. An ointment that I badly need to figure out how to make, it holds amazing healing abilities. Back at the inn we met the scholar, a small halfling that wanted us to go to a ancient ruin. Warning bell one. Ancient ruin for an ancient elven civilization. Fair enough. Ancient elven cult of life and death. Second warning bell. Her team have discovered an artifact. Hear those bells again? I do. She needs bodyguards to get her there and the artifact out, through woods infested with goblins and wolves…. For the great reward of 500 gold. I can not recall making any god mad at me lately. Since it is on our way to the village with the tanner we thought we might as well, so off we went!

  Talking to her during our travels I tried to get more information about this cult and something more that could save our skins. Nothing. Dez and Fel was busy looking at trees I suppose… Good thing they did too! Got jumped by goblins and I barely hit any of them. Dezmond on the other hand… He obliterated them.  I guess we do not keep him around for his grand intellect. That lad can swing axes I tell you!

  Anyway, we found ourselves at an inn that looked like bloody murder, literally. Upon sneaking up there and keeping track of our small scholar companion. I swear, she kept trying to run into trouble every chance she had! It is almost like she forgot that we were hired for a reason! Sneaking up we saw loads of goblins led by a hobgoblin inside the inn with all the corpses. We quickly formulated a plan of attack and charged. I told Dez to kill all the goblins. He… Well, by my beard that boy does good work! He killed two goblins before me and Fel barely got into the building. Further into the fight and I feel we are doing excellent the freaking hobgoblin wishes to surrender! AND THEY WEREN’T GUILTY. For once I skip diplomacy and what happens? What happens? I kill innocent goblins! Well, as innocent as goblins can be but still! I found some gold at least, it served me and the lads well to make the score even in the end.

  Fast forward after that catastrophe we got to the ruins and it didn’t take long until thing started going south. Quickly. Managing to open up a secret passage inside the former companions of Landi started showing up. I say former since they were dead! Transformed into undead monsters with claws and an unrelenting hunger. We managed to take down three of them before moving into the secret passage and having Landi stay back. As we got down we found the leader of the group. Holding onto some sort of artifact he was skulking behind the altar. There were bodies strewn about and he had blood all over him. We did not trust him. I fired a bolt that went over his head and the fight was imminent. He was slippery too! As I charged him he vanished and reappeared next to a friend. I just turned on my heel and tried clobbering his head in. But he used magic and I hit an invisible wall! What did I expect from a clearly crazy elf with a magical bone? Yes, the artifact was a bone! Suddenly the 500 gold made more sense. Dezmond saved my skin by killing of an undead creature that was sneaking up behind me. That lad never fails, I need to remember that. As we took down the crazed elf I smashed the bone and we quickly left. Fel levelled the place to the ground from the outside. I sometimes forget how much power he holds, with his easy demeanor and always scheming on a con of some kind or the other. We did survive and we got out payment, Landi was inspired and wanted to become a spell caster. A potential ally, foolish or not is never a bad thing. Hopefully we can move on to that tanner now. I also need to figure out my judgement, it could get us in some real trouble when our luck runs out. Although considering what I found, that will not happen any time soon…

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Fib's journal: Entry one
The Monster Diplomat

Me and the boys were having a lovely stroll trying to find some new lucrative ventures. We were not certain if the direction chosen was perfect, seeing as Fal was the guide but I trusted we would get somewhere eventually. Which we did! We got close to a village and Dez spotted farmers with their sheep being attacked. Being the kind souls we are and also hoping for a reward we joined in the fray.<meta />

 The battle was… Short. The wolves ran off with some sheep but the farmers seemed thankful and led us to the village. There we learned that attacks had been more and more frequent and that the wolves apparently were able to enter locked barns and such. A crazed farmer that had been attacked raved about that they were even talking! Troublesome.

  We talked to the council who had their meeting place in the same building as the inn, very convenient! After some negotiation about pricing for our services we headed off to talk to the father by the church to get some health potions and a medicine kit. I may have tried snagging the fathers key but he noticed me. I must be losing my touch… Anyway! By speaking to the father we learned about his brother, a sorcerer with strange ways that disappeared slightly before this odd events with the wolves started happening. At this point I was sure we had a crazy mage in the forest on our hands. NOT worth the current reward I tell you! We met a farmer there that suggested we could set a trap for the wolves. Agreeing our troop followed him to his farmstead, locked two sheep in the barn and hid in bushes. We may have fallen asleep at that time, I mean, we had walked quite a bit and these youngsters take long strides! Waking we saw the barn door wide open and the sheep gone! Ushering my two companions we set off towards the forest following the tracks before the farmer noticed our failure. After a while of tricking in the forest we heard a sound, quickly hiding we noticed a badly injured owlbear. The poor thing had wounds and even scorch marks. I came out of the brush carefully trying not to scare it and see if we could tend to the wounds, it charged me! So I quickly changed strategy and got behind Dezmond. After a short battle we took the beast down. After a bit of arguing and some bribes  “the group” decided to go after the tracks of the owlbear since that would probably lead to the wolves. After a while we got to a clearing in front of a cave. There were wolves but they had CLOTHES. At this point the attacked farmer didn’t seem as crazy. So I tried yet again for a diplomatic approach. Letting the boys stay back I slowly walked up with hands clearly visible. Got their attention and they started screaming that we are hunters. I did not even get a chance! So. A fight began. This one was hard. I tried with reason during but to no avail, I might have lost my temper and crushed one with my hammer to fine paste. In my defense I tried reason more than once that day and was denied every time!

  A short relief was had when more wolves and the leader couple showed up. Bolt and Flame. Bolt was their alpha male and Flame his mate. She could breathe fire and had a red glow to her! He was glowing blue. Very strange. At that time the male seemed more reasonable but Flame was crazed of hatred and she knocked him unconscious. Shortly thereafter when I tried to retreat to Fal I fell. My brave companions managed to bring down the alpha female and her guard, somehow convincing some of the wolves to stay out of it. I was told this as I was brought back to consciousness. After a conversation with Bolt it was agreed they would flee far north and we would tell the villagers that they were all dead. They seemed insistent to talk directly to the villagers or even us talking for them! I saw nothing but disaster in that line of thinking and more work than it would be worth so there. I never wanted to kill any of them out of cold blood! They just wanted to secure their home and family. After a bit of digging we were told that the sorcerer had been doing things in the forest and shortly after that the wolves changed. Nervously we asked about his wherabouts but apparently he had died in the forest and his remains had been eaten by the wolves. Horrible way to go I say. But that is literally the nature of things is it not? We stuck around a bit until they left. Skinned a couple of wolves and took Flames remains with us.

Bloodied and tired I took a chair and sat in front of the council explaining events and making sure we got our pay. Included in our reward was room and board and I called first on the bath. My beard was a mess and I needed sleep. We skipped telling about the sorcerer, got our pay and spoke to the father afterwards in our room. He deserved the truth about his brother. Quite distressed he left us to our own devices and much needed rest. Which I gladly took. What a day. I wish to check upon the Father before we leave. Make sure he is alright and he may have some local news so we can find some further work and fill our pockets. The last disaster of a disaster a couple of weeks ago left our pockets light… With my final verses this entry ends.


 

This poor dwarf just falls flat

When doing constant combat

So now he will teach

The art of speech

Make way for the monster diplomat!

 

 

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