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#12 - Must have been the wind

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After acquiring some armour from a kind guard, Wesley and Blithe begin walking towards the slave camp and what they assume is a mess of trouble. Nearing the camp Blithe slips into the shadows as some guards run out from the camp and into the forest. One spots Wesley just standing in the road. The guard, sees Wesley is a nobleman and shouts that he can just go into the camp and await the auction, this is official business that won’t take long.

Blithe and Wesley follow along into the forest, from a ridge they can see a group of guards, their commander and a couple of squires investigating what use to be a camp site. Before the guards can do too much Blithe begins to attack them while hidden in the tree line. With a single attack he nearly downs the Commander of the squad. The group panics, they cannot see their attackers. More shots from the ridge and the Commander is dead, some of the guards can see them, but the squires run, they don’t get paid enough for this!

One by one the guards begin to fall, and one attempts to make his escape by limping away from his attackers. Attempt. Blithe and Wesley close the gap (while killing another guard in the process) and finish the last of the group. After a quick search of their bodies they only find a little gold. From the ground they can clearly see the remains of a fight at the camp site. There are numerous bodies, all already looted. They look mercenary. The trees have damage to them, both from what looks like frost and heavy lightening strikes. On the other side of the camp is a spot that looks like it once had a tent, and a trail leading from the spot and going further into the woods. They follow.

The trail looks like something large was dragged through the bushes, without care of concealing the damage. It leads them to a clearing, within is what they assume is the tent from the other camp and a fire with food cooking over it. It’s quiet. Blithe stays behind as Wesley calls out to the camp. From within the tent pops out Tim, he’s happy to see them! Inside the tent the others are slowly waking, groggy from the lightening damage they suffered from the elemental. Wesley takes the time to disguise the path Tim created by dragging a tent and three party members through the woods. There are plenty of guards in these woods and they didn’t need a direct path to them.

For now the group is reunited. Will they ever learn that splitting the party twice is a terrible idea? Probably not. Better stories that way.

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#11 - Well...that could have been bad.

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Our group of heroes…adventurers start the day with a good breakfast as they prepare to scout out the slavers camp. Tim can’t contain his excitement! He bounces around the room and annoys the other patrons trying to eat their meal in peace. Reginald introduces Tim to the idea of second breakfast to get him to calm down. This really only excites him more as he remembers he is a free goblin and can eat whenever he wishes. As he speeds off to the kitchens the rest of the group decide the final plan. Wesley, Blithe and George choose to stay behind at the inn, this scouting party can only end poorly they figure. Reginald will take Tim and pretend to be a slaver looking to buy more slaves at the camp. Entany and Volanna are to scout the area around the camps walls.

Mid morning Reginald enters the camp with Tim just behind him. He’s greeted by the slave master and informed that in the early afternoon there is to be a slave auction. It’s quite the affair, numerous slave owners and their entourages fill the largest building. It’s easy to scout out the camp as they walk around drinking champagne and eating shrimp, blending in with the rest of the slave owners. Reginald notices a number of people sporting the Barkley colours…including his own father. Reginald does a quick turn around and speed walks in the direction he just came from in hopes that he wasn’t spotted.

Outside the camp, Entany and Volanna find a small camp set up. The watch from the trees as 4 humans and a half dragon sit by their fire. These guards are well equipped. Entany walks out of the bushes (much to Volannas dismay) and tries to talk to the guards. The guards immediately draw their weapons and walk towards her. The half dragon tells the others in Draconic not to kill her. Entany replies telling them that she can also speak Draconic. One of the humans suggest they could sell her, and they don’t quite believe her bluff that her scholarly friends would worry about her and send people to find her if she didn’t return. Volanna jumps out of the forest.

Back inside the camp, more shrimp and champagne are consumed and scouting continues. Reginald and Tim find that not only slaves are being sold but many creatures as well. Not wanting to risk being spotted by his father Reginald takes Tim and leaves. As they exit the camp their hear noises in the distance. They hop on the chariot and ride towards the sounds.

The camp scene is escalating with a now angry Half-Orc and guards looking for a fight. Entany tries to control the situation and offers the guards money to let them go (the money is fake, conjured by magic.) A fight breaks out and quickly Entany and Volanna decide to get out. Casting out electric waves Entany stuns the guards briefly and runs for the road. Volanna takes the archer out and follows. Along the way Volanna over takes Entany and picks her up under one arm and keeps running. The guards pursue them, taking stabs at Volanna with their spears as Entany shoots lightening from under the half-orcs arm. If only they had not run into a half-dragon. Bill, the half ice dragon launches a chilling wave of ice breath. Quickly it turns Entany to ice, and Volanna is slowed considerably. Volanna just makes it up to the road with the nearly dead elf as a chariot roars up in front of them! Reginald and Tim leap out and attack the guards as Volanna climbs behind the chariot in an attempt to rescue Entany. The epic entrance is followed by Reginald not being able to hit the first guard that runs up to him, and Tim using uncontrolled magic sends out a series of chain lightening attacks. A number of which cross paths on one single guard, this poor guard explodes in a shower of light and becomes a floating orb of electricity. After a moment an elemental emerges from the ball of lightening. It looks around…and attacks the nearest creature, the Half-Dragon. In the cross fire another guard dies and another guard and Bill the Half-Dragon try to run. Tim won’t allow this, they attacked his friends!…and the elf. He launches a large lightening bolt at the fleeing Half-Dragon. The guard disappears into the trees. Meanwhile the elemental attacks the group, it sends a powerful blast out from its core, launching Reginald 20 feet into the air and knocking him out against a tree. While covered by the chariot Volanna just slips into unconsciousness, fortunately then shielding Entany with her body.

Later the trio wake up in a make shift tent. Reginald and Volanna rest on two quickly crafted cots and Entany lies on the floor feeling like she was dragged on the ground by her hair. Tim is running around fetching water and carrying for the group. The elemental no where to be seen. They didn’t find out as much as they had hoped but all things considered…at least they weren’t dead.

FLASH BACK!

Wesley and Blithe continue drinking. They hear distant yelling and other noises. Meh..not their problem. The sounds are getting louder and more intense. Those fools got themselves into some trouble did they? A while later a guard appears at the door of the inn, charred and staticy. The guard falls on his face unconscious. The pair walk over and carry him outside (while also lifting any coin he had on him.) Hearing what sounded like a thunderstorm coming from the forest they decide it’s time to go check on the others. But first…we probably need this guys armour. Wesley certainly needs it more than him. He fits the armour on and they begin walking down the road.

Will our group ever not find themselves in trouble? How did Tim, a goblin, move three beings larger than himself into a tent?

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#10 - There are some who call me...

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After nearly having a contract on them for their deaths the group decides that they should head back to a more familiar bar and talk things over. Blithe has other plans for the moment, he grabs his cloak and covers his face. Returning to the Minotaur barkeep he inquires about becoming an assassin. The Minotaur goes over some requirements for new recruits, talks about how wages work and where he might find some work to be done. First mission is to take out an Orc guard at a slave camp north of the city. He hands him a knife with which to kill the Orc as proof. After finding out more information about where to find some additional contracts in the Capital City, Blithe takes his leave.

Back at Rogers bar the group yet again talks in circles about what to do next. Fortunately, they come to the conclusion that saving Reginald’s Uncle from the head of his own family was more trouble than it was worth. They take the paper the Wind gave them and go to collect the horses they needed. They arrived at the stables to see the Stable hands running in a panic. The Stable Master approaches them informs them that one of their horses has been stolen by a Goblin, who took off towards the North gate. Seeing as they needed that horse, the group takes the other horses and their supplies and rides out of the city.

Not far from the gates they spot the horse near the edge of the forest, lazily grazing on flowers. As they approach they hear some rustling in the trees. Volanna walks to the particularly noisy tree and begins to shake it. Being Half-Orc the tree is not much of a challenge for her to move. Branches snap, and there are numerous cracks and crunching sounds to be heard as a goblin falls from the tree. He lies unconscious, and the group can see that this is the same Goblin that they had question on the boat when they first arrived to GaleForge. And no adventure is complete without a bit of infighting, this time it’s a question on whether they bring the Goblin along with them. In the City he’ll be returned to slavery or killed. The Goblin awakes with a start and quickly scrambles back to the nearest tree. After much convincing (and some free food) he is assured that they (or at least most of them) are not going to kill him. The Goblin explains that he just wanted to be free, so he took Daisy (the horse) and ran. Daisy just wanted to be out of the city so she stopped soon after leaving. They invite the Goblin to come along with them…because reasons. When Wesley asks what they can call him, the Goblin simply replies “There are some who call me Tim.”

They gather Daisy the horse and they head back towards the main road. As they near, a small group of guardsmen, they Guard Captain and the Stable Master approach them. The Guard Captain, who is no other than George McGuard tells them that this Goblin is wanted for theft of a horse and a large sum of gold. As some talk to the guards, Blithe secretly checks Tim for any gold, he has not but on single silver looking coin on him. After accusing the Guards that it could have been any Goblin that stole the coins, and considering they had no proof that it was Tim the group explains that they are to continue on North with him and Daisy, as she was after all one of the horses promised to them. George McGuard, sighs, Guard Captain is not a promotion worthy of losing an arm they way he did. He didn’t even get a raise! Just more paperwork after paperwork. The group seeing as they are already taking a stranger with them invite George along. With the promise of adventure and possibly a sweet mechanized arm, George gladly leaves his guards behind and joins them.

The journey has finally begun, they are making their way north to the Capital City and along the way taking out an Orc slave guard. Sometime down the road they come across a Dwarven Merchant and his caravan of goods. They stop and look to see about any upgrades they could purchase. Reginald upgrades to a new rapier, after the promise of a lot more gold in the city than the sword is worth. The Dwarf is hesitant at first but after being given Reginald’s Uncles name and a signed and sealed note of payment he is satisfied. He even gives Reginald a sword worth more than the one he was going to sell him, considering he was paying 250 gold coins for a sword not worth 25. Blithe asks for poisons, anything that would be interesting and useful. The Dwarf offers a slowing poison but warns not to use too much, a drop is enough to slow anyone. Blithe offers Tim 5 gold coins to taste a drop and it works like a charm, Tim slowly speaks and stumbles back to his horse. Volanna buys a pair of brass knuckles, once worn by a Dwarven Barbarian. This Barbarian must have been large has the gloves fit Volanna quite comfortably. Entany haggles with the Dwarf for an elemental ring. Tim offers to help with his one silver looking coin. Entany tells him off and says to wait by the horses. The Dwarf is shocked that a Goblin would carry such a large sum of money, apparently this coin is worth a lot of gold. Tim out of spite buys himself a magic scepter, and still had about 20g in change. George buys a light sword he can use with one arm and after inquiring about where one might be able to get complex mechanical work done the group continues onward. As the sun sets they head to an inn just off the road.

Will our group make it to the Capital City in one piece? Will they have a whole horde of misfits join them? Probably.

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#9 - Good Plan Guys

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Will they continue to argue for days? Yes it would appear that they would. All Thomas (The Wind in the Wing) had to do was invite them to reshape…reform…ah! Rebuild the kingdom to a better future than it has ever had. But first he needed the will of his father. Since the King’s death was kept a secret the contents of the will were never made public and it has since been locked away within the castle. This set off a whole host of ideas and debates among the group. What if Thomas wasn’t the true heir? He was the oldest of the two twins but his father could have chosen his other son, or perhaps even his youngest child, his only daughter who was the Kingdoms diplomatic envoy to the Elves. After a time the group settles that they will indeed try to collect the will. Wesley makes a note to the Wind that they will not risk their lives for it, but they can collect it they will do so. Thomas was delighted and offered the group a set of horses to travel the roads to the Capital city. He offers them another piece of information, the assassinations that have been taking place within Gailforge were not from him, but by an elf. He tells them that if they wish to find out more they can look into the Guild of Assassins.

At this point Reginald decided that he had not been the centre of attention for too long. He declares that he is going to tell the underground peasants that they are safe and it was thanks to him. No one really tried to stop him as he left and soon the others turn back to Thomas. He has one final surprise. Small gifts. Small gifts with mysterious intentions. For Entany, a small book with nothing written on it’s pages. Blithe, a simple brass key which he pockets quickly. Wesley a mechanical device, much like a pocket watch. And for Volanna a purple gemstone on a simple silver chain. Thomas says that he had one gift for the other, but it was not important. Blithe still steps in and takes the gift to carry to Reginald, whether he deserved it or not.

With that the conversation was over, and Thomas with a snap of his fingers, teleports the group to a bar they were in not 3 days ago. No Reginald in sight however. The bar patrons look surprised for a moment and silently go back to their drinks, this is not unusual for them it seems. From here the group heads to a bar located on a dark street on the far side of town. Normally most would not dare to go here, but it’s rumored that this is where the Assassins Guild operates out of. As they approach the bar screaming can be heard in the distance. It grew louder. Crash! Something causing this mayhem was drawing closer. A chariot spins around the corner, the driver clearly incapable of controlling it. The chariot barely stops in front of the group, and off hops Reginald, prouder than his entire line of family. His pride for the chariot was a bit confusing, for someone who had the finest things this chariot was a shame. Barely held together by a few nails, it looked cheap and quickly thrown together.

Not wanting to stay in this part of the city for much longer the group goes into the bar. Broken windows, and little light the bar was a scary place. There were few occupants. A couple humans, a dwarf that was incredibly tall for a dwarf, a halfling that was in the fight club and a pair of Elves, one looking more like a Drow. The bartender, a Minotaur, looks up and asks what he can get the group. Reginald asks for the strongest drink he has. The minotaur brings him a glass that looks like river water. Volanna recognizing it as actual river water, nods at the bartender knowingly and orders one as well to keep the illusion going. Nothing would be funnier than watching this Noble drink murky, probably tainted water. Reginald tries to go and talk to the pair of Elves, quickly failing he retreats back to the bar. Entany joins the Elves and they accept her rather quickly. They had been talking about a scheme to make money, and Entany offered her services in hopes that she could get some info from them. The pair talk in another language and Blithe listens in from a distance. He silently motions to Entany not to take the job, could be dangerous. The pair want her to take a package to someone in another city. No questions asked. Entany politely refuses their offer, on the chance that her group wouldn’t want to go. The Elves were surprised to learn the mismatched group were working together and to avoid further attention Entany, Blithe and Reginald leave.

Still holding a glass of river water, Volanna talks to the Bartender. The Minotaur is the middle man for assassinations. People take contracts out with him and he passes them to the assassins of the guild. Being a wandering Nomad who’d rather answer threats with her fists, Volanna doesn’t have a silver tongue, and quickly begins to lose some control over the conversation and starts to become annoyed. Wesley joins her and together they end of silently threatening the barkeep with their magically abilities. After a long discussion the barkeep agrees to let them ask two questions. First they ask who is trying to assassinate C. Barkely, Reginald’s Uncle. He was a name on the list and the only one they could remember at the time. The barkeep laughed, who didn’t want him dead? 73 people had contracts out on him. Now, of those 73, 2 groups were interesting. One was a mob hit, the other was from a noble family. The contract says it’s from the Kensingtons’ however the Minotaur knows better, it’s only meant to look like it’s from them when really the contract is from the head of the Barkley family. Damien Barkley. He apparently doesn’t like people who waste his wealth, family or not.

With this new information what will the group do now? Forget Reginald’s Uncle? Or try to find a way to come in contact with the assassin who has the contract for him?

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#8 - The Wind in the Wing

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The troll growled at the intruders. With a neck cuff that held half a broken chain, it was clearly use to feeling threatened by anyone who came near. It charges them. Quick to react Wesley brings up his shield and charges forward. The collide and the Troll steps back in confusion, not use to things charging back at it. Reginald sees his chance and rushes forward, sadly tripping and falling at the trolls feet, he does manage to slash at it’s ankles though. Blithe pulls his new sword from it’s sheath and speaks its name. At once it lights with fire and he runs. Slicing and burning the troll he causes it to stumble back. Volanna launches a solid force of air to attempt to knock the troll off it’s feet, when it doesn’t work she sprints forward and launches into attacks from behind to keep it from escaping. From the doorway, Entany launches a blind streak of lightning at the face of the troll. It shrieks. At first from pain and then from adrenaline. The wounds covering it’s body start to fade and its energy replenishes.

The group can’t let up now. Wesley and Reginald launch into an aggressive assault, keeping the troll on the defensive. With the troll slowly backup towards her, Volanna focuses her ki and creates sparks in the air. The shower of tiny fire causes the troll to shriek again as it creates burning pits in his skin. The troll spins around, and focuses on Entany. It charges, and with the full force of a large troll, knocks the small Elf into the wall. Bloodied but not dead, Entany slowly gets back on her feet. Enough of this! Wesley tears the bandages off the side of his face to reveal is left eye and the scarred skin around it. He channels his power, his left eye flashes purple and suddenly a thunderous sound echos through the halls. With the troll on it’s last life line, Reginald launches forward and guts him. Stumbling forward the troll sways and falls forward, sadly ontop of Entany. Volanna being the largest of the group walks over and lifts the trolls head off of Entany and begins to heal her wounds.

Cleaned up and ready to move on the next room reveals a wall full of chains. Broken chains to be exact. Clearly this room once held the troll and for one reason or another it had broken itself free. Continuing down the path the find a room that was once an armory. Scattered about are bits of armour and the stands they once rested on. One set seems fairly together and Blither suggested that someone use it. When Wesley walks close to it however the armour stands on its own. Wearing the Barkley colours it attacks the group. Quickly it is dismantled and the group decide to leave the rest alone. The room is eerily quite, a slightly creaking can be heard. Stones sound like they are shifting in their place in the wall. At the end of the armoury is a door that leads to a staircase. The follow along, moving up further and further into the Dwarven ruins. The journey takes a surprisingly long time. At the end they find a large, ornate wooden door.

The door creaks open as if it were left unlocked. The room is dark, except for the stairwell light that only stretches 5 feet into the room. Entany casts a spell and lights a nearby candle. With a flash it lights, and suddenly every other candle begins to glow. The light trails down the long hall, revealing a throne at the end of it. Upon the throne is a man in ornate robes. Silently he sits. Waiting. Blithe walks forward, making his way down the hall. Volanna follows suit. The others stay by the door, wary of this mysterious man. As they reach the other end of the hall, Blither introduces himself. having heard one person speak, Reginald shouts from the other end of the room “What were you doing sitting in the dark?” The man stirs and they get a better look at him. This is the man Tyrone told them, this is the Kings son, this, Is the Wind in the Wing. He speaks. “So you fought off the troll did you?” He looks towards Reginald and mentions his name. Reginald wants to know how he knows him personally. The Prince replies that he would be a poor leader if he didn’t know everything about the people working for him, or how they helped the poor. The Prince motions them closer. Reginald and Entany walk forward leaving Wesley behind at the door. Wesley leans back against the door frame in defiance. The Prince smiles “Ah, you must be the skeptic.” Without a sound he appears before Wesley at the entrance to the hall. “If by skeptic you mean I don’t trust weird old men in robes who sit in a dark hall underground, then yes” replies Wesley. The conversation goes back and forth like this for sometime. To trust or not to trust. Some are convinced more than others. The Prince tells them that he does not wish to see his Fathers’ kingdom fall, but he does not wish to be king. He would rather that a ruler earn their right to rule rather than have it given to them at birth. The Prince has plans to replace the nobles power with the power of the people, a vision his twin brother doesn’t necessarily share. The plan was to destroy the slave market and start to undermine the nobles and what little trust their people gave them.

Entany raises many good questions. "Why would blowing up part of the city help? Wouldn’t the slavers just find more slaves and continue on? The explosion would even kill many of those you wished to free! Why reveal yourself? With that last question, the Prince smiled and said “Well, you’re leading my people here aren’t you? Well at least some of my people.” Soon the Prince walks a bit away and leaves the group to discuss among themselves. It appears most don’t trust this man, but some see that he has a good goal, and it is time for change. The others see that this is only half the story and they should see the other Prince, the one who wishes to be King but does not have the birth right to do so.

Will they continue to argue for days? Can the Wind in the Wing be trusted?

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#7 - We represent the lollipop guild

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This group is the worst when it comes to planning, agreeing on things, and thinking in general. They spend hours bickering, making up plans that make no sense, and loosing sight of what they are trying to do. All to the amusement of Norman McDougal. Georgy McGuard arrives, bright and shinning as ever even with the recent loss of his arm. He offers a suggestion, there is a guild of assassins within the city, they may know who has the hit out for the people on the list. Great. A lead. But no they talk about other plans instead.

After many plans (such as killing Reginald’s cousin, not killing Reginald’s cousin, joining the assassins, doing side quests, and waiting) the group finally agreed that their ultimate goal is to meet the Wing, and to what he and his organization are truly doing for the city of Gailforge. And what better way to find him than to join up with the Wind in the Wings? McDougal is a bit surprised, after everything they wish to join? Partially at least. The one thing they can agree on is that they shouldn’t blow up part of the city.

Their first business as new members of the Order is to help the people in the slum city. Reginald sends his servants out to buy medicines and herbs. Upon return one of them had fetched the mail. It was a large box, Reginald opened like a present on Wintersend. Oh but it is like Wintersend for inside the box is the breast plate of the plate mail Reginald has been after. Attached is a note “Perhaps I didn’t sell all of it.” It would seem that McDougal had sent a present after leaving the estate.

With a shining breast plate, and more arrogance then 4 Barkleys’, Reginald leads the pack down to the tunnel opening. When they arrived, two guards were stationed outside of the building entrance. Reginald greets them and tries to walk between them. Of course they do not allow him. “Someone tried to blow up the City. We’re here to make sure no one goes through. Official business and all that” one guard says. Entany steps forward and tells the guards that they were to investigate the scene of the crime. They were an official group from the City, she holds up a piece of paper. Ordinary paper this was not, this paper had been enchanted. Enchanted to show the viewer what they wanted to see. So the guards should see an official document. One of the guards looks over “I’ve never heard of the Lollipop Guild” he states, slightly confused. Entany was also confused, were these guards that stupid? Wesley steps forward and pretends to be upset with Entany “Did you bring the wrong paper again? You’re suppose to be the one who remembers these things!” In an aside to the guards he mutters “Elves” he shakes his head. This apparently convinces the guards that they really were officials from the city. They allow them to pass and the group walks as quick as they can without drawing attention. “I’ve really never heard of the Lollipop Guild” One guard mutters as they pass.

Within the tunnels there are signs that a lot of people have been moving through them. The door to the slums has been lightly places back on it’s frame. They knock it down again. When they arrive, the entire city is bustling. It appears that they are packing what belongings they have and creating a caravan of sorts. From the busy streets a young boy runs out “You did come back! I didn’t believe you would but you did!” Tyrone was incredibly excited to see the group and to see that they brought medicine. But there was not much time to use it, he explains that the entire city must move. A note came in the night to the ‘leader’ telling them they must move, the guards know they are here. Tyrone leads them to the leader. In a small canvas tent is an old elf, he greets them when they arrive. They explain that they came to help, but would also like to know who sent this note to tell them to move, and where were they going?

The elder directs Volanna where she can drop the boxes of medicine and start healing those who need it most. After she leaves, the elder brings out the note. Written in common, the note contains directions to another underground location and a warning that the guards are on patrol in some areas of the tunnel. It is signed be Wind in the Wings. Seeing this as a chance to help these people live and to get on the good side of the Wing, the group offers their services. The elder suggests that they walks the tunnels ahead of the caravan, to ensure they are clear of dangers. Reginald puffs out his chest, to show off his armour and declares that these lowly people will be safe by is skill. The elder looks at him, but seems to be more interested in his armour. He asks to see it, Reginald obliges, making comments about the detail and strength of his armour. The elder looks it over, sees it’s construction, it’s detail, and something else that the group cannot see. He looks up “I’m surprised a Barkley would be wearing this” Reginald is confused, he states that it is a family heirloom, of course he would wear it. The elder smiles "It has the Barkley crests on it yes, but this is Dwarven made. Made for a human sure, but certainly made by a Dwarf. There was something else he wouldn’t mention and Reginald inquires that it is still safe to wear yes? The Elder nods and says that he should find out for himself soon enough.

The healers of the city take over for Volanna as she joins her group in venturing through the tunnel system to the new location. The tunnels were old and also clearly Dwarven. Some way down the tunnel they enter a large cavern, looks to be like an old treasury. In the middle lay a pile of Dwarven bones, and on top of that was the old corpse of a frost giant. The giant wore armour and carried a large ax, but clearly it was no match for a certain Dwarf, a Dwarf which sunk a broadsword into the beasts neck. Blithe immediately walks forward, and inspects the broadsword. He pulls it from the neck of the frost giant. Another finds a chest, within it is gold and a few small trinkets (And one scarab beetle that Wesley picks up and promptly puts back.) The divide the treasure out and near by Blithe finds the sheathe to the sword he now carries. Upon the sword and sheathe are Dwarven runes. A number of the group can read Dwarven so it becomes quick knowledge what the items say. The sheathe translates to Flame Tongue, the name of the sword clearly. The sword translates to Ignite. Wesley ponders and says the Dwarven word for ignite and suddenly the sword is engulfed in flames. Blithe is startled and sheathes the sword and quickly puts the side of his pants out. Interesting weapon, as long as your enemies don’t know how to read Dwarven.

Finished with what the cavern has to offer, the group moves down the tunnel on the other side of the room. A while later they come across a door, they open it and are immediately taken back from the smell of the room. On the other side of the door, a Troll turns to look out at them. It charges for them without thought.

TROLL IN THE DUNGEON! The first big fight this group has had together, how will they fare?

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#6 - Volanna Smash!

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The fire burns and continues to spread as the city guard occupy themselves with fighting
the two orcs responsible for the barrels of explosives. Entany stands atop the cart carrying the barrels and tries to keep the flames from coming too close as panicked residents try to put their homes out. Reginald and Blithe begin a bucket brigade and try to organize the screaming masses as much as possible. Volanna resurfaces from the tunnel and is quick to jump into the fight to help the city guards. Eagerly she runs up behind the orcs and using quick, powerful punches accidentally kills Moar Dor, the orc. To add to the choas The Club (also known as Norman McDougal cause I forgot his real name) jumps down from the rooftops and joins in the fight. Wesley is not far behind and although his knee buckled a bit from the landing he was ready to fight. With some houses extinguished and the others under control, Entany begins launching ice towards McDougal slowing his movement down. Trog Dor, the last orc standing begins shouting in panic “MUST SAVE THE BOOM!” He dashes towards the cart, what he intended to accomplish by running at it no one knew. He smashed into it, knocking Entany to the ground and the barrels along with her. Some barrels opened and their contents spilled onto the cobbled stone street. “Oh no boom is everywhere!” Trog tries to bring a few sealed barrels into the tunnel. Volanna turns from the fight and tries to convince some of the residents to put water onto the powder, but most were too concerned about their own homes.

Back to the fight where McDougal turned on Wesley and began to attack him. Reginald, seeing this as his chance to take revenge and claim his plate mail runs over to attack McDougal. Although he had good intentions of helping, Reginald misses McDougal completely as the dwarf begins to taunt him over the plate mail. Entany poisons the dwarf from a distance, but still he will not fall. Reginald and Wesley continue to fight him and Trog calls for reinforcements from the tunnel, and soon after a few crossbolt shots came from within it’s entrance narrowly missing the group. One of the City Guards runs into the tunnel system after the orc, yelling could be heard for a long while. With the fire basically out, Volanna walks back to the fight and roundhouse kicks McDougal in the back of the head, causing him to stumble forward and eventually fall unconscious. Reginald ties the dwarf up and begins to drag him back to his mansion home, Blithe goes along ensuring that nothing terrible happens. Entany, Wesley and Volanna proceed to go down the tunnel after the reinforcements.

A little ways into the tunnel they come across a t-shaped intersection. Down the right, yelling could be heard, human and orc. On the left was a door, barely held on it’s own frame. Of course the group chose to go through the door, how could you not? After they checked for traps, Volanna punched the door in (after a poor miss hit.) More tunnel stretched on for a time, smelling of garbage and sickness. The further down they went the worse the smell became until they reached the end of the tunnel and saw it’s source. A city, an entire city made of tents and poor wooden shacks. Filled with humans, elves and dwarves a like. Entany grabs the attention of a young boy near by and asks if anyone with barrels came through here recently. The boy, named Tyrone, informs them that the barrels go down the other tunnel, this is just a city of sick and forgotten. He asks if the group were with the Wing, “the Wing brings us food!” he declared. Upon further investigation they come to the conclusion that the Wing sounds a lot like one of the reclusive King’s twin sons. The Wind in the Wings seems to help these people whom have been forgotten by the surface.

After promising to come back, or to at least direct attention of the guards to a helpless city beneath, them the group heads back up the tunnel. At the crossroads they see the guard walking towards them, bleeding heavily from a missing limb, but with a smile on his face. He stumbles a bit from the blood loss but raises is other arm with the orcs head in his grasp. “He got my arm but I took his head!” He says in triumph. Volanna patches Georgy McGuard up and they all leave the tunnel to find out what Reginald has done.

At the Barkley estate, Reginald sits at a large dinning table with a vast amount of food and shinning platters spread across it. Across from him as he sips his wine is McDougal, tied up to a dinning chair. The rest of the group files in and begins eating. During the meal McDougal wakes up and the ‘interrogation’ begins. They ask him about the plate mail, the barrels and the plans to destroy the city, the plate mail, The Wind in the Wing, and the plate mail. McDougal says his group is not out to kill people but to destroy the slave market. He also taunts Reginald again and tells him he sold the plate mail to a dwarf in a city up north. Random infighting of the group results in McDougal, chair and all being hoisted from a banister like a pinata.

The question him about the list of important people and how they seem to be dying one by one. According to him not all the deaths are his fault but he can’t be sorry that the others are also gone. He doesn’t know who’s killing these people, but the list went out and whenever one of them is found dead a payment is made to the killer. He also tells them that the Wind in the Wing is not in town, not yet at least. He did confirm that the Wing is indeed one of the royal twins, but he could not fathom why he would help the poor, he’s a nice guy? Who knows.

The group unties McDougal, he’s cooperated thus far. As he helps himself to food from the table he tells them one more thing. “The King is not being reclusive, he’s dead. Been dead for some time. But the nobles pretend that nothing has happened, you see the people like the King, but they have no warm feelings to the nobles. So the nobles are slowly extending their power, unchecked, and feed the masses the idea that the King just doesn’t want to be seen so much in his older age. The people also like one of the King’s twin sons more than the other, but no one knows who the real heir is. There’s been no power struggle from them and so the nobles continue on this charade.”

With all this new information what will the group decide to do next? Do they try to help the City that has no real ruler, or do they leave it to it’s own doom and chase after one man’s plate mail?

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#5 - What are we trying to achieve?

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A new day begins and our group has some decisions to make. Do they investigate the ship with the mysterious cargo that’s coming to port tonight or do they help a mercenary and open one of the outer gates late at night? Why not both? The group splits up to accomplish both. Entany and Volanna plan to go to the docks and Wesley, Blithe and Reginald work out a plan for the gate.

When night falls Entany and Volanna make their way towards the dock. They take a short cut through the slums of Gailforge careful not to attract attention. AS they near the docks something down a side passage catches their eye. A dead body, a dead noble by the looks of it, or at least someone wealthy. Not wanting to waste too much time Entany quickly goes and investigates while Volanna keeps a look out. The recently deceased man was stabbed in the throat and the path in the dirt and dust showed that his body was dragged here. On him was a slavery contract, and some personal information. He would appear to be the brother of the man who runs the slave market. Time was moving fast and the pair decided to look into the matters another time.

The reached the harbour front with not half an hour to spare. There seems to be no new boats in the yard so at least the place was quiet. One peculiar thing caught their attention however. The harbour masters house was lit up, but that man was recently killed, or died of natural causes depending on who you ask, his name was also on the list they had collected from the egg shaped chest. The two crept to the window and peered in. Doug, the Captain to the sister ship of the one they came to the City on, was sitting at the desk and doing some paper work. They decide to trick him into leaving to see if they can find some information. Entany first uses magic to write on his paper work. This confuses him for a moment but he just changes to another bottle of alcohol and continues on. She changes that bottle into dish water as he goes to take his first sip. Disgusted and admitting defeat to the drink he cleans up the paperwork and retires upstairs. Before the pair can figure out how to get inside quietly a ship sails into view. This is it! They silently make their way down the docks and watch as the ship ties into dock. A mismatched crew start to carry barrels and boxes down to the dock. The barrels have a familiar marking on them, one the represents explosives. A pair of harbour guards come to check on the cargo and the crew, everything checks out fine and they continue on. The symbol is clearly not well known. The barrels are loaded onto the back of a cart and two orcs begin to pull into town. Entany and Volanna follow in the shadows.

On the other side of town Wesley has found the gate that needs to be opened. It has 4 guards posted their, not many but certainly enough to cause a problem with the plan. Wesley greets them as he walks passed and makes his way to a nearby house, he attempts to scale the side and falls into a number of crates. A guard investigates and Wesley slurs his speech just enough to make the guard uninterested in a drunken noble and return to his post. The second scaling is much more successful. From the roof top Wesley can see the gate and can see far beyond it. In the distance is a shanty town with perhaps 100-200 people going about their lives in it. Here he will wait for Blithe and Reginald.

Reginald decided to pay a visit to his cousin to let him know that he will soon receive the plate mail that was rightfully his. Blithe goes along fro the trip, to keep an eye on Reginald to make sure he isn’t foolish of for some other reason. They take note that the nobles estate is surrounded by guards. After their quick chat the two go to the gate, they walk straight up to the guards before realizing they had no plans on a distraction. Awkward conversations and annoyed guards still gives them no ideas. They walk off and Reginald wishes to find a homeless person to cause a distraction. He finds a Drow sleeping on the street and kicks him awake. A poor choice as the Drow is not homeless or desiring to mess with the city guard. The Drow goes to the gates and the noble pair follows behind. The Drow talks to the guard, something about stupid nobles and walks threw the gate, the gate isn’t even locked….

Back on the rooftops, Wesley enjoys watching the show at the gates. He hears a noise to his side and The Club is there greeting him with a disappointed yet amused smile. He looks over to the gate where Reginald and Blithe are talking to the guards yet again. “Your friends are useless” The Dwarf states, “I needed them to make a distraction outside the gates so I could have clear access to a tunnel system under this very building.” Wesley begins asking for more information on the plans, he takes a risk and asks of [Name..wing…something I forget, someone tell me] The Dwarf continues to watch the scene at the gate and says “Things are to be set in motion for his arrival.” Things will change, the City will burn and people will be freed. The ship, the secret shipment of explosives, the cargo being moved in tunnels under the city. This group intends to destroy part of the city in explosions and fiery chaos. Wesley argues, the people of the city are innocent, many have little knowledge of the slave market to be of any concern. But that does not matter, many will die and change will come. Wesley makes a run for it, planning to jump to a lower roof nearby. The Club catches him by the arm near the ledge and from there they both can see orcs and a cart full of barrels working it’s way down the road. In the distance are two figures, an elf and a towering half-orc beside.

Somewhere between the docks and the outer city walls, Entany decided the explosive cargo should be set off. With little warning she goes to launch fire at the back of the cart. Volanna is quick to react and punches the elf in the stomach. “What are you doing?! People will die if you do this!” Entany still managed to set off a blast of fire, hitting crates nearby. Volanna picks up the crazy elf and runs to warn guards of the fire. From above the madness, The Club lets Wesley go and darts down the roofs following the cart.

The guards, who were now watching Reginald stalling in the gateway like a fool, turn to see a half-orc carrying an injured elf. Even though Volanna means to warn them of fire, the guards see this as a slave rebellion and panic. The fire begins to spread and Volanna ignores the insult of being called a slave to tell them to put it out. From up above Wesley cries out “Follow the cart!” And he runs across the rooftops. Still carrying Entany, Volanna runs down a side alley, leaving the two nobles behind. As they run the cart comes into view and Entany starts to throw fire again. She misses and sets a house on fire with its residents still inside sleeping, unaware of the chaos. The orcs that were pulling the cart were loading them down a tunnel entrance. “Underground! No Boom! No Boom!” They yell. Entany having a quick change of heart, or trying to not have the blood of innocents on her hands tries to put the fire out and alert the residents. Volanna begins carrying barrels underground in hopes of causing less destruction if the fire spreads too quickly. Under ground there are a group of mercenaries armed and waiting for the barrels. Volanna places a barrel down, looks up and says “No boom.” And goes back to the street.

How far will the fire spread, will they be able to move the explosives fast enough? Will they find out who the unknown arrival will be? Will Volanna drop kick a magical elf for being crazy and trying to kill people? Will Reginald ever see that platemail of his?

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#?? 4 I think - First rule about fight club...

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…let me tell you all about it!

The morning arrived. The fighting matches would begin closer to mid day, but many of the fighters started walking well before then. Many of the competitors were clearly seasoned fighters and they kept their space from the others, saving all built up anger and hate for the arena.

Our mismatched team silently sat around the same table eating breakfast preparing for the day ahead. When the bartender Roger had a free moment he joined the group at their table. “I’ve had a good look over the pages you left with me” he said, “and I think I’ve solved most of it.” He laid the pages out on the table, “The first page is a manifest of shipments, many for fairly recent dates, largely made up of gunpowder. The next shipment is to be made tomorrow afternoon. The second is a list of locations, some don’t really exist any more.” He clarified his thoughts when the group looked puzzled, “The locations exist but they are old ports, many subterranean, not in use for a very long time. There also seems to be a legend of sorts for a map, although there was not map in the pages you gave me” Entany glanced around the table and considered for a moment, Roger was a trusted old friend. “Here” she said as she handed him the map “It came with the rest of the pages.” Roger looked over the map, he pointed out that all the locations on the list were there, but it didn’t give any more clues to what it was all for. “There is one final…rather disturbing thing. Here on the last page is a list of names. Out of the ten there are three that are recently deceased. The most prominent name is the Master of Coin, Emmett Ironcorn.” With that Roger went back to tending the bar. The group had to think on this information, and whether or not they would try to sneak around and find this next shipment. But for today, the fights were all the mattered!

The last of the fighters were arriving, including one rather important one. A tough looking dwarf who goes by the nickname “The Club” Not only is this Dwarf the champion of the fighting arena he’s also the guy whom Reginald’s cousin lost his armour too. Seeing this as an opportunity to get his armour back Reginald walks over to the man who’s set himself up on the other side of the bar. “Ser I must..no I demand to speak with you on certain matters” Reginald begins. “Who do you want killed?” Club interrupts. “Wait…Blonde hair, freckles, snobby attitude…you must be a Barkley!” The dwarf laughs at his own comment. "You must be related to that man I got a loverly set of armour off of. Let me guess, the armour is rightfully ‘yours’ " He mocks. “Yes and I wish to have it back!” Reginald puffed out his chest. The Club glared over his drink “You see, the armour looks really great on one of my guys, really brings out his eyes.” Reginald still wasn’t use to dealing with rude folk…or peasants but this was worse, rude peasant folk. Before things got worse, Ser Wesley walked over. “Excuse me gentlemen but I might have a solution. We are both in the fights this afternoon are we not? Then I ‘The boulder’ challenge you to a fight, if I win I gain my friends armour back from you” The Club scoffs" Son, you have to win 7 fights before you’re allowed to challenge me, you know the rules. But I’ll see you inside" He walks away towards the basement door.

It was now midday and the crowd started filing into the basement where a small arena surrounded by wooden stands was located. The general rules were stated to the fighters (with a few objections) and the first match up was set. Wesley “The Boulder” Crusher against a Guardsmen, a man who looked quite meek. The fight begins and it turns out this Guardsmen is quite speedy. Both try to intimidate with some of their best moves right away and end up flailing around. His reflexes are still no match for The Boulder however as he misses his step and is promptly picked up and tossed over head. He stands, wobbly, and tries to rush him, but is easily out manoeuvred and punched in the back of the head. Rough one was done!

During all the chaos Blithe tried to take advantage of a distracted crowd. He attempted to pick pocket a tall muscular elf, but was bumped into him as the crowds moved about. The elf turned around and Blithe motioned to the man next to him to place the blame elsewhere. No luck, he was caught and as punishment he would be entertainment for the crowd. They brought him to the ring and brought out a giant grizzly bear to face him. With nothing more than a wooden spear Blithe faced down the bear in to-the-death combat. It was a fierce battle, with many near death moments, but Blithe came out on top as the victory when he sent the wooden spear through the bears chest.

When round two should have started an interesting thing happened. Wesley re-challenged The Club and to the crowds shock The Club accepted. No weapons, no help, just bare knuckle fighting. Having bet on Wesley, Reginald has gained back more coin than he had brought with him on this venture. He joins Blithe and Entany on bets placed on Wesley to win against The Club. Volanna sits this one out, the nomad life leaves one with little coin, and really the show is enough of a reward. The match starts in Wesley’s favour, The Club has underestimated him, and he makes sure everyone knows it, he taunts and jeers. But the fight soon becomes more bloodied. Wesley is barely hanging on to consciousness, and ever though he keeps landing great hits The Club doesn’t seem to tire much, but only get angrier. Eventually Wesley is knocked out, but The Club is impressed by this fight and as soon as Wesley wakes up in medical (some three hours later) he offers him a job on his mercenary team.

Will the group find out what’s going on with these secret shipments? Will Wesley join the mercs? Will Reginald convince the group to help bring a mercenary company into the city so he can reclaim is lone piece of plate mail armour?. Will the realize there’s nothing keeping them together? Seriously, some of them dislike each other enough.

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#6 - Do you think he's hopping mad?

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The giant frog looked around at the group that forced him to leave his cave, and they stared back. They weren’t expecting a frog of all things. At first they tried to talk to it in one of the many languages the group had. No reaction. Then they wondered if they needed to fight it, but if they didn’t the Elves would slowly starve. Once it was settled they began their attack.

The battle was not a long one but it began with Tophrick being swallowed by the giant. The group put in a great amount of effort to free the Deep Gnome by attacking it. Once he was freed Tordeck went completely ham on the creature and sliced it to pieces! The group expected a little more from a creature that was terrorizing a village of Elves. They wondered if maybe there were more creatures in the cave and set off into the darkness.

Thanks to Condunrum the cave was lit by fire. In the back wall was a set of stairs. They followed them down to a tunnel. What was in this place? Turns out there were a group of Bullywugs living in darkness in this cave. Frail, hungry and scared these creatures seemed a little pathetic. Upon seeing them many members of the group had a sudden urge to put them out of their misery. Tzetiel talks to them, first in Elvish, the common and finally Primordial. With the last language the Bullywugs look up at her. She asks why they are down here. Apparently this was for their own safety. In the outside world everything attacked them, even other Bullywugs. It was best to hide away behind the lair of a Giant Frog.

While talking to the small frog-like creatures, Scathe had this desire to end one of the Bullywugs lives. Just one. No one would miss them surely. He sends a blast of magical energy towards them, but it is intercepted by Tordeck. As he picks himself off the ground he turns to realize all the wide-eyed Bullywugs staring at him. “No one has ever protected us! Not even ourselves!” Cried their leader. The creatures begin a chant. Tordeck grumbles that he doesn’t understand them, and asks if they speak common. Turns out they do, and they continue their chant in common. “Bear faced one! Beard faced one! Beard faced one!” The Bullywugs wish to follow Tordeck, to the end of their probably short lives. He agrees but says he can only be responsible for one, the others are free to do as they wish. This being a greater offer than they have ever had, the Bullywugs happily bounce their way out the cave behind him.

Will our group be prone to attackers with a group of Bullywugs among them? Will they ever finally get to the City?

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