from the journal of Blake Starsong
Wow, what a day of firsts. The first time I have had to treat with giants, and perform an impromptu ballad before a giant king. My ever reliable companions fed me lines between versus based on the tapestry in the Hunting Lodge, and the terrible (but strangely well produced) dream we all shared the night before, as we wove a terrible picture of Tiamat’s previous marauding. We managed to convince Blogothkus to abandon his plan for a war between giants and dragons, and unite his people by preventing the unspeakable terror that would ensure if the Cultists successfully get the Hoard to The Well of Dragons. Wiglof and Hulda’s information also helped us in this persuasive mini-adventure, by-passing ogres practising javelin’s, elite guards and ballistas. At last, all of my persuasion practice pays off! Of course, there was the price of having to kill the vampires and the … white dragon!
Not a first, Shadow couldn’t resist the chest in Blogothkus’ bedroom. But rather than steal all the gold bars, he thoughtfully put some of them back, but kept the Bag of Holding. Score! Surprisingly he didn’t try sneaking into Wiglof and Hulda’s room and investigating their iron chest. I guess there is time later. (PS they are envoys from the stone giants.)
The next first was us planning a sensible attack on the vampires in the cracked tower. Who would have thought that a little forward planning would work so well. Ryndal recalled his blessing from Brother Carman, Hitum “Hard” Battlehammer had the spear, I cast levitate and fly on Shadow and Hitum. What moves! Unfortunately the balcony to which the climbing rope was anchored crumbled away, so Miresella and I could only hear the action. Two vampire spawn attacked Hitum and Shadow. But, inspired by our dream, Hitum shield bashed them out into the sunlight so we could take a few shots. It seems like our weapons had no effect, however. In a combined effort, the spawn try to push Hitum off the crumbled balcony, but no one pushes over Hitum! I try out my Dissonant Whispers, once again not quite thinking through the after effect of the target running as far away as possible from me. Luckily that path took the spawn past Hitum, whose attack of opportunity finished him off.
Then, the coffin opens, and out steps a refreshed Sandeysl Morgia. Hitum is immediately smitten, and flying Ryndal also seems interested. Under the evil monster’s influence, Hitum casts the spear of daylight out the window, plunging all into blackness. Miresella lands a mighty blow with the maul, and Shadow Catcher pops out from nowhere to deliver a dagger surprise. But then, like an angel from Amaunator himself hovering just of the ground, Ryndal bursts into sunlight, and focuses a beam on the beast. This is the first time I have witnessed such mighty power from the gods, causing me to once again question my path of study. Sandeysl seeks shelter in a little patch of Shadow, but then lunges for Miresella. A second blunder by these clumsy monsters as Shadow’s attack of opportunity slides home for the killing blow.
Another first: witnessing Hitum’s marvellous climbing skills. Pretty impressive for a sailing chef.
After a little breather, we report our success to Blagothkus (whose ex-wife’s name may be Esclarotta) and he says his minions are too busy to help us with the dragon.
Invisible Shadow sneaks into the lair, and what a sight: a hoard, a dragon, and lots of frozen beasts, treasure, people. I don’t think we need to see the DM screen to imagine our fate here.
I have a plan…