Campaign Journal
Vermillion "Red" Demond
Day 1 (continued)
Well, today was not quite as climatic as I had feared after our first battle, earlier today. After trying up the hobbos, and getting the prisoners conscious, we marched towards Drellin's Ferry. Along the way we, and by we I mean everyone by myself, interrogated the hobbo cleric, who followed of all gods, Tiamat. We got some useful, and some not so useful, information. Mainly we learned that he's just a cog in the gears of the large army of hobbos, led by a powerful, according to the cleric, sorcerer who united all the warring tribes under his banner.
This sorcerer, the Wyrmlord Koff (well, I never asked how to spell it), is held up in Vrath Keep, our original mission goal. He also revealed that Koff's second in command is a minotaur, and that the two aren't as friendly as you'd think.
We took the hobbos to the town, which apparently is a ferry because the original bridge was destroyed during the giant wars long ago. The locals weren't happy we took the hobbos prisoner, but wouldn't actually go out and tell us to kill any further hobbos we were likely to come across. While Burris, Boomer, and I watched the hobbos, Zerth, Roland, and Jez talked to the mayor, and the captain of the guard, whom Burris was sent to talk to by a man in Greyhawk. They got a small mission to help defend the town, though even with twelve hundred citizens is going to be rather hard to defend, since they don't even have a walled town center.
After talking with the mayor and the captain of the guard, and getting the hobbos into some simple stockades, we sold what gear we could, getting about seven thousand gold from the town, got what supplies we could, staked out the local magical provisioners, and set out to get a good night's sleep. At least, most of us, Burris will probably be up late with the Dwarven barmaid. (Burris was a victim of a reincarnation much like myself, his previous form was a male dwarf, while now he's a male human, a step up if you ask me).
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
RHoD Journal #1 [IC]
Campaign Journal
Vermillion "Red" Demond
Day 1
Okay, so it's not actually Day 1, since we started yesterday, but it was just shopping in Greyhawk and the hook.
Ah, the hook. Well, it's all Jezabel's fault really. She got us together for this. Some guy, forgot his name, and it really doesn't matter, hired her, well us, to get a bunch of treasure from an abandoned keep. This place was supposed to be abandoned years ago after the kingdom, Rhest, was overcome by Forest Giants. Forest Giants, some of the nicest giants I've ever heard of, so I take the rest of his story with a grain of salt. But, he paid enough to get us teleported down to Sterich, so I'll give the weasel that much.
Of course, the teleport trip itself was quite interesting. The plan, which we formulated yesterday, was for the druids to load up with all our gear, wild shape, and then get into a pair of haversacks, hold their breath, and teleport away. The second wave had me getting into a haversack myself.
There's nothing quite like being nowhere. It's a bit cold, but not, wide open, yet enveloping. Very odd.
Once we were in Sterich, this morning, we got re-packed, and then got on our way, heading to the keep, yet knowing that things would probably be a bit more deep than that.
Which it did.
The ambush was in a very smart position, the road gullied through the forest, and the hobgoblins got us from cover in the forest. The battle, which lasted a good two to three minutes, involved the six of us and fifteen hobgoblins with three, one summoned, hell hounds. Most of the damage was dealt, at least on our side of the battle, to the animals, though Jez and Roland took their share, as did I.
We've stripped the ho-gos for their gear, looted the bodies, and taken prisoners, and now we're on our way, though I'm not sure if we'll ever get to loot the keep, since the ho-gos seem to be a bit thicker than just the fifteen.
Well, we're off down the road, here's hoping it's going to be easy.
But I'm not holding my breath (at least, no unless I need to hide in the haversack).
Vermillion "Red" Demond
Day 1
Okay, so it's not actually Day 1, since we started yesterday, but it was just shopping in Greyhawk and the hook.
Ah, the hook. Well, it's all Jezabel's fault really. She got us together for this. Some guy, forgot his name, and it really doesn't matter, hired her, well us, to get a bunch of treasure from an abandoned keep. This place was supposed to be abandoned years ago after the kingdom, Rhest, was overcome by Forest Giants. Forest Giants, some of the nicest giants I've ever heard of, so I take the rest of his story with a grain of salt. But, he paid enough to get us teleported down to Sterich, so I'll give the weasel that much.
Of course, the teleport trip itself was quite interesting. The plan, which we formulated yesterday, was for the druids to load up with all our gear, wild shape, and then get into a pair of haversacks, hold their breath, and teleport away. The second wave had me getting into a haversack myself.
There's nothing quite like being nowhere. It's a bit cold, but not, wide open, yet enveloping. Very odd.
Once we were in Sterich, this morning, we got re-packed, and then got on our way, heading to the keep, yet knowing that things would probably be a bit more deep than that.
Which it did.
The ambush was in a very smart position, the road gullied through the forest, and the hobgoblins got us from cover in the forest. The battle, which lasted a good two to three minutes, involved the six of us and fifteen hobgoblins with three, one summoned, hell hounds. Most of the damage was dealt, at least on our side of the battle, to the animals, though Jez and Roland took their share, as did I.
We've stripped the ho-gos for their gear, looted the bodies, and taken prisoners, and now we're on our way, though I'm not sure if we'll ever get to loot the keep, since the ho-gos seem to be a bit thicker than just the fifteen.
Well, we're off down the road, here's hoping it's going to be easy.
But I'm not holding my breath (at least, no unless I need to hide in the haversack).
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