Dearest Mother and Father:
Another expedition to found a town left Throal and we hired on as Caravan guards. They are attempting to settle the area in the vicinity of the Kaer of the Cultists of Raggok. I'm not sure that it's wise for them to settle there, but we do believe the area has been cleared of Cultists, at least. Several days passed mostly uneventfully. Rilya spent them making friends with the settlers. I spent them trying to keep the settlers from annoying Damkina.
On the fourth day, a terrible storm hit. We quickly set to work circling the wagons so that casualties would be minimized. Some of the families had messed up priorities and fritted about their time while the storm raged. I managed to bully some of the horses into position while Rilya did her best to round up misplaced children. Grom helped a family of adult Humans resolve their differences without fatality.
A piercing haunting wail like the sound of a lost child permeated the landscape, and the other team of Adepts went off to investigate. We did not hear from them for several hours, and my companions were chomping at the bit to go after them, but I urged caution. We'd been hired to guard the caravan and we should remain to guard the caravan.
Dawn broke on the fifth day with no word from the search party and we left to go rescue them. J.T. had deliberately left a trail for us to follow and we quickly arrived upon Xaolete and some unknown Namegivers wearing black wooden masks. They silently attacked us, and we were forced to defend ourselves. Rilya was able to determine that the masks were controlling them and while Gronk held off Xaolete and one of the others, Damkina and I set about unmasking the other three. Nista and Rilya acted as support, making the masks and their wearers easier to hit.
We would have preferred to have unmasked Xaolete first, letting him join our side, but he was sufficiently Adept at his Swordmastery that we had to all gang up on him. Exhausted, we drank potions to press on to find his friends before they were rendered unsalvageable. He led us back to a cave where a Nethermancer was opening some kind of portal, presumably to allow a Horror to enter our realm. Xaolete went to rescue his friends while Grom and I took on the remaining minions. Nista and Rilya went to work on the Nethermancer. Unfortunately for us, the minions and their leader were a little too tough for our drained resources, and the Horror was unleashed into the world. We eliminated the minions and captured the leader.
On the seventh day, we arrived at the empty Kaer and the settlers began to make the place their home. Time will tell whether the place has been sufficiently cleansed for them to successfully take the place over -- and also whether the Horror will be making itself a nuisance there or at Throal.
Yours,
Ursula von Knuckebreaker, née Nusserman
PCs:
Grom Skycleaver, male Ork Sky Raider
Pethrytholilanista, female Elf Nethermancer
Rilya, female Windling Weaponsmith/Nethermancer
NPCs:
Allora Thundermar, female Elf Illusionist
Damkina, a Bear
Zimbu, a Monkey
J.T. Ferian, male Ork Scout
Navek, male Human Troubadour, married to Allora
Xaolete JRegh, T'Skrang Swordmaster
Vedis, male Dwarf churl, with family
Violo, male Human NethermancerStatistics:Posted by etherial — Sun Jan 14, 2018 12:26 am
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