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At the bottom, we found a really weird cavern, lit by an eerie green
light and filled with these giant walkin’ mushrooms, which were actually
source of the screechin’. Whenever you get near these things, they let
off an awful noise. We didn't get to check the cavern out too carefully,
'cause some of the party was securin’ the northern end and they found a
door hidden behind a ton of spider-webs.
Well, of course, clearin’ out the webs attracted a bunch of spiders, as
big as yer head, and then "daddy" came out, as big as a horse and three
times as wide. While we were fightin’ them, "mommy" snuck up behind us,
too, so it was a big fight. I got some damn good blows in, I can tell you
that.
Arkospixi got the door open after dealin’ with a weird puzzle, and we went
into the room. In there we found a crossbow and a quiver of bolts on a
pedestal behind a glass case. Turns out the crossbow was a gift to the
wizard Kurgan from some gnomes from a place called Rhendia. Dunno what
Kurgan, Balin, & company did for the gnomes, but apparently they were
impressed enough to make them a special crossbow that holds two bolts at
once, which lets you fire twice as fast. Pretty impressive workmanship,
and the bolts that went with it were nice too. Venetto took the crossbow.
And I'm ok with that. We now knew we were in a hideout of Kurgan's, one
of the member's of Balin's party, and since some of us were interested in
what had happened to them, especially Flint Fireforge, things were lookin’
pretty good.
We moved on, cuttin’ through the spider-webs that filled the corridors,
passed some doors that we figured we'd come back to, crawled through some
crumblin’ walls and saw the back of a statue. Well, we knew we were in a
wizard's lair, and we remembered what happened back in Cervantes' cave in
the swamp, so we figured the statue was trouble, and we weren't ready to
deal with it just yet, so we turned back. Not that I wasn't ready to
fight. I just don't see the point in some meaningless battle with some
blasted wizard's trap. Some of us started workin’ on the door while I
went back to see if we couldn't burn out a particularly thick bit of
spider webs where we were pretty sure it was the main spider nest.
What happened next happened real quick: a bunch of dirty, mostly naked
warriors, men and women, came chargin’ down the corridor, wavin’ weapons.
Leento snagged almost all of them with his crazy "summon plant roots"
spell or whatever it is, and then some guys in robes jumped out. Next
thing we know, half the party is layin’ on the ground, crisp as orc-fried mutton.
Well, the rest of us rallied a bit, and then one of these warrior guys
shouts out "Hear me, my people! Throw off your chains!" or somethin’ corny
like that and suddenly the naked humans are on our side.
After a lot more fightin’ we took out the wizards. Their leader
must've gotten scared when he saw me chargin’ after him, though, cause
he took off real fast, leavin’ even his clothes behind.
The warrior guy who shouted before, a crazy bastard as tall as Leento,
named Malouf, smashed up all the wizards' stuff before we could get a look
at any of it. We did find a scroll that told us that the wizards had a
deal with Vasper that if they killed us they could use some of the
Magician Guild's resources.
Well, we talked with the primitives, and found out that there was a whole
tribe of them charmed by the wizards and used as slaves. I guess in their
society they had a strong feelin’ about the place of men (and it wasn't a
very nice place), and Venetto definitely got his feathers rubbed the wrong
way, but eventually we agreed to help them out. So we quickly finished up
our search of Kurgan's hideout, and found a journal describin’ his last
days, and a little bit about the rest of Balin's party, but nothing about Fireforge. Lashtal, of course, got all interested in some weird lookin' jade disc that was also on the desk, so of course we spent a few minutes coolin’ our heels while she went through
all the wizards notes and books. The journal said that the
rope we found in Kurgan's bedroom was important, so we took that, too.
Over in the spider's nest we found a good suit of scale mail, but it was
human-sized, so Venetto took that, too.
Leavin’ the fort we saw a nasty lookin’ monster with huge wings startin’
to fly away. Snow and some of the barbarians ran after it and dragged it down, and
the rest of us stabbed at it while they held it.
It turned out that only our magical weapons could penetrate its animated stone hide, though.
Is it too much to ask that a person can just get into a plain sensible fight without
havin’ to deal with wizards and livin’ stone monsters and what have you?
On its corpse was another scroll, this one sayin’ that whatever the wizards were plannin’
for the barbarians was gonna happen soon, so we had to hurry.
We traveled east back towards Straub's Stronghold. A couple days into our
journey we found ourselves surrounded by a strange fog. Leento didn't like the looks of
it at all, and it made the barbarians real nervous. Even I could tell that somethin’
wasn't right about it. After marchin’ through the fog for almost an hour, we saw
this really tall figure, wearin’ flowin’ robes and a strange, jagged helmet cross
our party's path and then disappear back into the fog. A few minutes later, he and another
just like him stepped out again, and pointed their crossbows at us. But
the crossbows didn't shoot normal bolts, they shot weird bolts of energy,
a lot like the sort of stuff Raistlin used to throw around. It was a
really rough fight, but eventually I (or maybe it was Lashtal with a lucky stike of her little
dagger, I'm not sure since it was a whole bunch of us poundin’ on the one guy...)
managed to crack one of their helmets open. Black liquid poured all over,
and some weird lookin’ squid-thing jumped out and immediately burrowed into the ground.
Just then, the other one retreated as a group of Knights of Phantar approached.
The knights tried to dig up the squid-thing, but couldn't find it.
(11/9)
So we continued on our trek, followed the trail past Straub's stronghold
and to the north. I ended up takin' night watches with Malouf along the way.
He's a good kid, a little naïve and also a little wacky, like all the tall folk,
but he's a good guy, and I know he's good in a fight. Eventually we made it to Nara
Forest. There we ran into more of the blasted elves that seem to be
poppin’ up everywhere. These elves were loyal to Morwyn, not Erdrick, or
somethin’. As if anyone can be bothered with elf politics. They had us
surrounded, and kicked us back out of the woods. I would've fought the
pointy eared bastards, myself, but we had the captive barbarians to think of.
(11/27)
(11/29)
We cleared out the mines, fightin’ a bunch of wizard guards and more of
the stone gargoyle things. I didn't keep track of how many I hacked up,
but it was plenty. We met up with the other group and we all went down a
poorly made mechanical lift, where we had to hack up more wizards and
gargs. At this point everyone was complainin’ about how hot it was, but I
didn't feel any of it. We walked down a corridor and saw a whole league
of the wizards all bound together in some sort of communal spell thing,
with all of the primitives layin’ unconscious on the floor. Behind
everyone was this huge fiery creature with nasty lookin’ glowin’ red eyes.
Just a giant livin’ flame, really. Well, I don't know what everyone else
did at this point, but I walked up to the big flamin’ thing, knockin' a few
wizards over on my way there, pulled out my axe, and I killed it.
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