Godsmack II

Tristain's Adventure log #1
The Start of Something Glorious

Spent five days traveling, and what do I wake up to? Getting kicked in the back by some asshole. However, he did make up for it by showing me that I had a pebble of some sort into a ice Gollem. I probably stepped on it when I was getting that battleaxe (well, Rapier now) from that were-rat. Maybe it was the halfling’s? Either way, they won’t be needing those things anymore.

Anyways, their names were Atlas a human cleric, and Varish Gambish an elf ranger. They both think I’m human, which is for the best. They apparently had been helping the town rebuild, for the only reasons people help other: personal gain. Apparently Atlas gave some sort of speech about helping the town and got a lot of people to rebuild a tavern. Considering he wanted to rob a merchant caravn we passed by… he’s the type of bastard I love sticking through the throat. Hypocrite. Claims to be a hero, but is nothing more than a thug.

However, I have a feeling he’ll prove to be rather useful in the days to come.

Yes. I need him alive. Besides, he’ll probably love the plans I have in store. As for the elf, he’s shown no love for authority, and there is a certain rage inside him.

I’ll have to work on him.

I decided to travel with them back to Teriff, they filled me in on that giant Orc in the sky was. Gurmish has returned.

And best of all, hes not the only one.

My… friends… have informed me of their plans for the festival tomorrow, as well as my role in the days to come.

I swore to Mother that I would not fail her. Whatever it takes.

I dare say no more in the chance undeserving eyes see this. Not many people learn Undercommon, but I can’t be too careful.

-Tristain the Kinslayer

Atlas' Second Entry

Alright where was I? oh right God burning a town to the ground…. Well after being coerced into helping by the stupid sorceress and bard we sprinted towards the burning town. Once in the city i activated evil hero mode and rescued 3 children and like 6 guards. (That mother owes me a BJ) Anyhow being “hero” of the town gained me access to several different jobs such as guard duty and rebuilding a pub. Well after day one i come back to find that the bard and sorceress are gone apparently taken by bounty hunters… great. Oh yeah and remember that wonderful cleric that got eaten yeah the cleric in town was her fiance oops.. broke that news a little too fast and with too much ease. Guard duty was fun made someone a husk with that beautiful cloak turned that poor thug into a husk. I had to drain that out like a freaking wet rag. Anyhow seeing a new face at the temple i approached and my rocks started to vibrate… yeah i kicked the shit out of him. Then we proceeded to go deliver a message heck im too tired to write all this extra crap…. oh Necklace is badass overall we got there met raklan and now there is a ceremony tomorrow. lets see how that goes.

Varish's Seventh Entry
The Seventh Entry of Varish

Dear Diary,

So, it’s been a while since that whole “orc god” thing and I’ve been walking for a while trying to figure out how to get back home. Well, it started off like that, but not too long after I started, I saw Grimash destroying something. I assume the city or town that was supposed to be there. So, I guess I’m going to help. It took awhile. During my walk though, I had some time alone to think about things. I’m not forgiving Kyra, but that doesn’t mean I can’t work with her and others. If Aiith is really dead…I think that I’ll be okay. Now that I’m not in constant danger and fighting for my life, I’ve been able to properly grieve and get used to life without him. I mean, I’ve been without him for a while due to this whole cave orc god adventure, but you know what I mean, diary…I-I mean journal. So, I’m going to go help this city or town or whatever and I’ll do what I can once I get there. Also, some interaction would be nice. And I think I feel my signature sense of humor returning.
Anyway, I got to the town and found Atlas! So we caught up with each other on old times and apparently Tinka and Kyra got kidnapped my magic bounty hunters or something. So, I didn’t have to deal with them, which I was fine with. But Atlas brought me to a doctor guy to check out my arm and he said he’d check it out. Which is good because that’s exactly why Atlas brought me there. Then I managed to get a job on guard duty. But apparently, I was only allowed to work at night because people around here are speciest against elves and everything that isn’t human. Which I guess is why they took Kyra and Tink even though Kyra was neither not human nor magic, but I guess I just lucked out there.
Anyway, during guard duty Atlas and I had a little run in. Someone threw a rock into a window and I went to investigate while Atlas boarded it up. I ran into a halfling and his 2 thugs in an alley way. They were definitely the culprits, but I wouldn’t be able to take all of them at once, so I managed to delay them for about 20 minutes while Atlas made what had better have been the most well made temporary window barrier in history. Eventually he got there but one of the thugs got the jump on me and knocked me out pretty quickly.
The next day we met a guy at the temple named Tristan and Atlas kicked him. I said hello like a normal person. So, he decided to join us on our trip to Tariff. It didn’t turn out to be too taxing of a journey, however. We did meet some rude dwarfs (oxymoron) and the odd little morons didn’t believe our story about Grimash. But when he comes to their town, they will be grimacing in discomfort as he lays waste to them, the inhabitants of which, will probably be wasted based on how much they drank. But, I digress, we continued on the road and met a merchant with 4 body guards. We did not rob them as was suggested by Atlas. Rather, we kept going to Tariff and eventually, we made it.
Atlas and Tristan went shopping or whatever, but that’s about it.
Until next time,

Atlas' first entry

Well it occurs to me I should begin keeping entries of my travels again. Honestly you get rusty after 800+ years of not having to worry about it. Where was i oh right, yeah the party wound up getting into a really big fight with a bunch of orcs and ogres and well slightly okay fully releasing Grimish…. yeah… oh right my opinions are important here hahaha…. Opinion 1: maybe my diety if gone can be revived and called back into the world. That is probably worth looking into! Talaska will rise again!!!! Opinion 2: well as i sit on a hill i just witnessed Grimish burning a town…. well darn i should probably go see if there are any minions… i mean survivors i can help out. This journal seems like it will be hard for a normal non adhd person to read… lets play a game called lets go in chronological order oh look squirrelsquirrel_doodle_by_bluedaisy767-d5nj5bb.jpg We fought an army of orcs and after killing the big bad avatar [he talked too much and fought too little yeah and his god definitely let him die] i searched him and found my second stone which contains an earth elemental. He is cool i like him ill call him grit. After we ate drank and rested we parted ways from the humans and went to solve a riddle where i got this awesome crimson cape. After the riddle we climbed out and the party dissolved. Drekk McBrukk and Ashira Tiarni went west and Varish Gambish went east. Me the sorceress and the bard went north where i bought that awesome necklace off the bard it make me tingly. Back to wear we were sitting on a hill watching a city be burned by the god we released. Oh Bother…

End of Chapter 1 (Session 06)
The party escapes; a god reborn

The night sky was bright and clear, no cloud even to mention. The late summer air was settled, except for a small breeze that would dare rustle the rich green blades of grass in the woods and among the knolls.

The party that survived the orc caves has separated again – an action not entirely foreign to our heroes. Ashira, the finally named halfling rogue, said her final goodbyes as the party climbed out of the orc pit and carried herself West in this unknown part of the world, off to seek the city that she knew she was meant for – Neverwinter. Drekk, the valiant warrior dwarf, not knowing who to ally with goes with the one that has both been the greatest burr in his beard, but also closest friend in the would-be tomb, follows the halfling, his new axe in tow.

Varish, still not trusting of the human bard and her sorceress companion, seeks out to carve his own journey, and his own vengeance, heading East. Atlas, the newest companion, a changling who lives in an alien version of his world where a millennium has passed, leads Kyra and Tinka North to follow the humans they had encountered, following the footsteps of another adventuring party: Raklan’s Rangers.

Three long days have passed. Varish stumbles through dark brambles and wispy woods, striding through a woods that seems to be untouched by the hand of man in hundreds of years – yet, not even animals make a sound in this part of the strange wood. Ashira, normally quiet, seems to gain confidence and grows her friendship with the always battle-ready dwarf, Drekk, and set camp for a full day near a freshwater lake that is teeming with wildlife and bright stones on its shores. Atlas and company have only a few silent moments as they trek Northwards, with the only real long stretch of silence being the first day when they realize the ones they have fought side-by-side with have abandoned them and sought their adventures anew. That day of silence was only broken when Kyra recalls that the great dark red moon they had saw reminded her of a tale of a Red Moon Festival that once was called “The Festival of the Silent Moon” – it seemed that history in some sense has repeated itself.

It was on this third evening that the earth was still until the darkest of night. Varish and Ashira and Drekk have set up camp, Atlas and company pushing just a bit further saying, “Just one more hill, I swear.” Once the party crested the hill a bright red flame flew through the sky and settled high enough that it seemed the whole world could see: Grimish, his hands still cuffed and chains swaying from his massive arms, gathering and molding fire into his very palms and letting loose unto a small unsuspecting fort town.

As this chapter comes to a close, we are left with answers: the bandits were in league with these orcs to summon a god, no they aren’t anywhere near where they once were and mistrust can still exist despite the direst of circumstances. However, greater questions come to mind: will Varish ever find the killer of his brother? Will Ashira find the great fabled city and find her fame? What sort of man is Atlas, really? Will Kyra get to tell her tale? How will Tinka survive in a world where magic is controlled and constrained? How will Drekk ever achieve his destiny?

The heroes ponder the fate of Oswald and Nadia, the human couple leading a caravan that got caught. Or perhaps Trish, the wild mage who had enough power to fight toe-to-toe with the most skilled magician they’ve ever met so far. Did Raklan and his Rangers make it to Trackem? Are they there now as the city burns? Or, perhaps, will the party every see itself whole again as they once were before?

Each hero must seek his own answer, his own quest, but the world is strange and new and one reality has come to be before their very eyes: the gods really do exist.

Two great questions arise here as the heroes enter the next chapter: Who, if anyone can stop Grimish and secondly, are their other gods? Where are they? Can they too be brought back to life in this mortal realm?

Varish's Sixth Entry
The Sixth Entry of Varish

Dear Diary,
You may remember from last time that we were fighting orcs and such in the giant cave when Grimash took over the body of the orc chief or whatever and joined in the fight. Drekk and the halfling jumped down from the ledge to help out, so I stayed up top to provide (air)row support. Because there’s nothing like some good old-fashioned air superiority. I made it rain. My vision focused as though I had hawkeyes. I was down on one knee next to a pile of arrows, so from a distance, I probably appeared Legless to the untrained observer. Like a gardener plants with a green thumb, I planted arrows in the chests of my opponents like a green arrow. William Tell, Katniss Everdeen, Apollo, and Cupid walk into a bar and I…killed more orcs? You get the idea. I was doing pretty awesome. Anyway, we won. After we finished off the Grimash guy, all the orcs ran through the fires and disappeared. So, that worked out well. Then we found a room of food and we took a break and ate. The woman I let borrow my magic staff showed me how it worked and what it could do. So, that was cool. Then we looked into another door and checked out the room we found. Seemed pretty cool. I found some wine barrels and such and most of the people with us decided to drink it, especially the dwarf. The halfling was being all secretive and whatnot about what she was reading. Then we took a much needed rest after which we had earned after a long hard day’s work of fighting. Kyra kept her distance, which was good and Tinka was her usual quiet self. Next morning, we got ready to head out. Or, we would have but the halfling was gone. So, we had to go and find the little bugger. Or buggerette, I guess. If she wanted to make so much Trouble she should have gone to Parker Brothers. So, we headed off and found a room with a portal in a room with some fire beams and another riddle. I figured it out and got a cool golden weapon changing thing. Then we left out the roof of the orc den place and I realized that I was nowhere near where we started. I decided to go East in a different direction of Kyra. After a like 3 days, I saw Grimash destroy a small town of humans. Maybe Kyra had made it there by then. I continued East and didn’t look back. I was going to find my brother.

Kyra - Sessions 1 through 5
Yep... It's a bit.

Reflections Outside the Dark Chamber – Session 1

[The party arrives at the dark barrier]

What is this, a wall of darkness! Well, at least it doesn’t seem to be corresive or anything. At the very least, it isn’t to the dwarf. He’s going to go around and check it out.

My gosh! Oh how strange things happen. And right now, they seem to be happening to me.

So where did this begin again? I haven’t really thought of it, although I have had a long time. Those hallways were long. Still I was walking then. And right now, I’m waiting, only hearing of some markings on the wall being called out. Hear! There’s another one.

Well, I guess I should sort things through now. Let’s see…

Somewhere in between celebrating in Cheese land and trying to find that random guy, I, with others, was attacked. That in itself isn’t so, strange, however. After all, I’m sure plenty of people have this happen to them all the time. It would have made a great story, I suppose, if we had been one of those few groups who overcome the countless odds and killed the whole hoard of them. But we were not. Unfortunately, like so many others, the hidden arrows flew and hit their marks, and we collapsed to the ground, dying.

But here is where the story is branches from that common root. Instead of being left on the roadside to perish, we must have been dragged into some dark room. And then healed or something, but still left poisoned. Because, when I found myself waking up, wozy-headed, but otherwise okay.

I suppose I might be dead. But I don’t feel dead. So I don’t think I am. So I am not.

Anyway, I was in the dark room, and there were others there. Tinka was there, as well. I don’t know what happened to the others from my group, but hopefully they are okay. They not in the room, and that is all I know. There were also some random others in this room. There was a dwarf, who, when we got to the battlement, killed /a mon/ster with /his strength, and then there’s this halfling, who is practically dead right now (assuming, of course, we are all still alive in the first place), who in soft silence slew. There’s also this little fairy thing, who has thrown snowballs, but that’s about it. Oh, he also has not given back my javelin. But anyway, there is also, of course, me, and Tinka, and him.

Him being Varish, and not Aiith. And Varish being the brother of Aiith. Now this brother Varish, it so happens, wants to hear news of this other brother who, it so happens, is DEAD!!! And Varish kind of hinted he might do something damaging to the rest of us if we (Tinka and I) told him the truth. So yeah.

Still, I told him most of the truth. I’d already started writing it, so I think I did a pretty good job. Although I improvised a bit, considering the audience. But, I kind of left off the ending. Actually, I didn’t “kind of” leave it off, I left it off completely.

The dwarf is back, he didn’t find anything besides the knobs. He’s going back in straight, waving that orc’s weapon in front of him. I wonder what kind of room this is, and why it was made to be dark. It probably has some cool history.

Too bad I don’t know its story. But as to the story I do know, I’m not quite sure when I want to tell Varish the ending. Scratch that, I know exactly when I want to tell him- NEVER! Unfortunately, he has a right to know. And even if he did not, I know I would want to know this news, if it was for my quest.

[A period of silent thought on her own quest (see bio)]

[Kyra realizes she has been in thought a long time, and has not heard the voice of one person in particular]

Huh? Where’s that dwarf? He did not spend that much time in the room before. What happened?

[a conversation between those outside the room, ending with Varish going in after the missing member]

Well, there’s another gone. Hopefully, neither of them for good. I am left with Tinka, the injured halfling, and the fairy, who is playing with an ice ball or something. I am to care for the halfling, whom Varish seems to be particularly close to (were they in like a like manner to mine, brought here together?). And, if there is one thing I do not want it is for Varish to loose another one he loves. Goodness knows one is more than enough! I shall try to make this one as comfortable as I can, while we wait.

But, if this one dies, it should not only be bad for Varish, but for me. You see, I don’t have the exactly perfect record in taking care of people. Aiith, however, was not my fault. Pete, however, was. I was supposed to be protecting him, said the others. After all, I had convinced them it would be okay if he came along. But then, he ended up dying. No one really blamed me, because he had insisted on being with those who would help set the bomb… But still, I would start feeling really bad if this happened again. One death, after all, is more than enough. More than enough for anyone involved.

[Kyra thinks of those having been lost, and sits with halfling]

Hmm… Speaking of death, Varish and the dwarf have yet to return. I suppose, since the other three ends to this tunnel are either filled with a danger the four of us cannot face or lead to nowhere, we must try to continue on the way through this unknown thing. I shall talk to the fairy.

[a conversation between Kyra and Vere]

Well, the fairy’s in, and with it, my spear. I hope that there is no danger within, for I would rather not have them die in darkness, or without, because I don’t have anything to defend us with. These rocks, I suppose, will do.

Yes, it seems good enough. You know, I’d say I’m pretty good at throwing rocks. I manage to hit and hurt the things I hit half the time, which is better than some people. And I do not trip over rocks I throw. Yes, I’m pretty good at throwing rocks. Or at least, I have just managed to be extremely lucky. Either way, I’ll take it. As long as it keeps me alive. Although, looking competent is not bad either…

Strange, how I cannot hear the rock I threw land in the darkness. Actually, it is kind of strange that we have not heard anything from there. Oh gosh, I hope they are all alright. I also hope my rock did not hit anyone… Not that it would really hurt the or anything. I’m not that good. I wish I was. It would be pretty cool. To be a hero that everyone else writes about. Except… I’d be the first to write about me. The first to spread a new tale that will be told for the children of all ages. Listen, and you will hear the story of Kyra…

[she fantasizes]

But that is not to be. It is a shame, but I was not born to be so great. But I’ll take the greatness I can, that is, even if my name gets buried in the dust of centuries, at least the song I write now shall be sung for ages.

Unless I die now. My gosh! Where are those people? Oh look! Speak and it shall happen, the fairy has returned, but by himself…

[Conversation between those outside. A decision is made to form a chain. Vere enters halfway, Kyra discovers she cannot pull him back. Vere then continues to enter the darkened room. Those remaining outside converse. An arrow is stuck half-way through by Kyra, then is pulled through by something.]

They are alive. Or something is, something that can pull. But I think it is them. I hope so, for I doubt the three of us who remain can do anything. I wonder what is going on in there. If it were not for this halfling, I’d be tempted to peek. This suspense seems almost worse a fate than death. Although… I do not know. I have not died, yet. Unless I’m dead already but I don’t think I am.

Oh! What light is this that now shines from the room! Look! They are all there, alive and well!

Reflections Before Sleep – Session 2

There is so much to consider since the last time I have had to think. And now that we have spent a whole day together, or something like that, I suppose I can better reflect on these my companions.

First, there’s little blue-ball. When we entered the Gold room (how could we help it? It was gold!), he did not even go into the room with us, but waited outside, and apparently talked to the white mouse. And then, after pretty much everyone was knocked out, and after all the skeletons were killed, then he decided to show up. And he healed those whom he could. Anyway, although I could applaud him for being able to avoid the beautiful trap, I do wonder why he didn’t cure the halfling earlier. I mean, for goodness’ sakes, she had been bleeding like crazy since the orcs! I have decided I dislike him. But not because of this, but because he said I hurt him when I did no such thing… Well, I did leave him to the mercy of the others, but they were not going to kill him, so it was okay. But I so did not help them. But he thinks I did. So we both don’t like each other right now.

Anyway, there is also, of course, Tinka. She’s pretty much the same since last time, but now she has a pretty dress! And it changes colors! All sorts of colors! It’s so cool! She also, when we were fighting the skeleton, managed to make herself disappear once, and then tried to do it to me, too, but all I got were white spots. Luckily, they went away soon. But anyway, besides that, Tinka still is pretty awesome because she helped me get a bunch of gold.

You see… After we had killed all the skeletons, we were able to look in this chest and there was lots of gold. Unfortunately, we could not take it all with us because we did not have enough containers. So we took what we could, and went to this place where there was this merchant. Except… he was not really there (more on that later, too). Anyway, after we bought some potions to heal people, and Varish woke up the halfling, I made the suggestion to go and get the rest of the gold. And trouble happened.

You see, since each of us only had containers for fifty gold, we decided to leave the gold with someone here while the rest of us went to get what remained. Someone suggested we leave it with the dwarf, but then blue-face (who, remember, has not helped us at all while the dwarf is doing everything) has the nerve to insult the dwarf, and then they all started fighting, except Tinka and I. Anyway, this looked like it was going to take a while, so I gave my gold to Tinka and went to get the rest for myself. I made a makeshift bag to carry it all, tying corners with bed sheets. Originally, I was going to share, but the others were too busy to help be get any. So I did not give any to any of them, except Tinka.

Anyway, on to the dwarf. His name is Drekk. He is definitely cool. He was pretty much that made sure we did not all die in the skeleton place. Remember how I said lots of people became unconscious in the skeleton room? Well, pretty much, it was just Drekk, Tinka, and I left- scratch that, we were the only ones left! Anyway, he kept hitting them and hitting them, while Tinka was trying to help stop the others from bleeding anymore (because blue-ball was missing), and I was trying to bash the skeletons with bones. But I wasn’t that good at it. I have discovered that rocks are much more easier to throw then bones are to whack things with. But anyway, Drekk managed to save both of us, bleeding though he was. And then, he opened up the chest in the room, and got knocked out. I managed to stop him from bleeding, though. It was good. The only bad thing, though, is that the merchant sort-of-here-not-here guy did not seem to like him. I wonder why…

Oh, a little about the merchant guy. He’s gone now, presently, and he’s actually been gone for a long time. How to phrase this… Hmm… Something happened a long time ago, I think, that made this time overlap with a certain time there. Whatever it is caused it to stick in such a way that the merchant’s pet mouse ended up not dying after a normal life span. Anyway, it was really weird when we bought things. First of all, it was some sort of festival, so it was hard to get things weapon related. But I did manage to get a bunch of potions, and at a good price, too. Apparently, I was very pretty (which I am, but it always feels good when others notice) and I’m a good barterer. But anyway, here was the really weird thing. As I said before, it seemed like his time overlapped with ours. And so he said he saw us, but he did not see our clothes: he saw what they were at that time! All the twigs, cotton, and such! It was weird. Another weird thing: when Tinka and the halfling got the lantern, they saw him with a women, and then they saw him die. That’s the second woman we have seen so far, the other being in the dark room.

But anyway, on to the others who actually compose our party: of the two left, I’ll start with the halfling. She’s okay, I guess, but I have not really seen her do or say that much. After all, she was almost dead all today, although she did manage to stay alive for longer than I thought she would with the skeletons. She is a surprise, and shall be, I suppose.

Now on to Varish. His name should probably be Varnish. I mean, he took the credit for filling the halfling’s money bag, when I totally did! I don’t know exactly what is on the inside, but I am starting to feel he will lie about anything just to make himself seem favorable to people. But I let him do it, because he really seems to impress the halfling. You know, the one he really care for. And since I have the news about the other one he cares for… Uuuughhh… What am I going to do about that? He almost died today, and if he dies before I could tell him… I’d feel really bad. I bought a lot of potions to prolong life, but… what if I don’t get there in time? What if he dies? And what if, when I tell him, he tries to kill everyone? What is beneath this outer coating remains to be seen. Will it be yielding, like yew? Or will it be gnarled and solid, like oak? What shall it be? How shall I tell him?

I guess I’ll try to tell him when we are alone. That way, at least he will not be able to hurt the others. But when this chance comes, I don’t know if I’ll be able to do it.

O, gods! Grant me courage!

Bonus: A Summary of Kyra’s Thoughts from the Second Dark Room to the Snake Chamber

I’ve got glowy fingers! I’ve got glowy fingers! This is so cool! It is totally awesome! Glowy fingers! All I have to do is rub them and…. Yay! Glowy fingers…. Glowy fingers…. So awesome! That moon ladey was great! Glowy fingers are so cool! Yay! Glowy fingers….

Oh, drat. Snake golems. Ughh…. Guess I have to stop rubbing my hands together and actually do something.

A Note – Session 3

[written on a scrap of something]

I, Kyra Fields, son of John Fields, do claim that I have lived, and for the most part, have lived well.

If you are reading this, there can be no doubt but that I have died. How I have died, you around me can probably see, and as to who killed me, you probably can guess, yet I ask you not to blame the killer. He did what he felt he had to, as did I. It has happened, and that is the end of it.

Oh life! How brief you are! But at least, you were something! I did try to do my best for you today. I tried to keep you alive- there are two more healing potions in my bag, by the way- and threw a bunch of rocks at other things. I even got to shoot some arrows. And you did much for me as well, from giving me your once held weapons, to fighting and basically keeping me alive. I thank you, you who have shared my last meal with me.

For what I have done, I ask you to do two things for me. One, bury me, or something. Here or somewhere else, it does not matter. Just do not let the orcs and goblins and other monstrous things get me. Ha! Is it not fitting that I should die in a tomb! I shall share the same room as the old princess, both of us killed, by one zealous for his family.

And two, I regretfully must ask you to do me this other favor, the same one which got me killed: give this small piece of parchment to my father, John Fields, if you on your adventures do ever see him. Yes, for my one real regret is that I have not been able to him one last time, and comfort him in his age.


Father, I love you. I always have, all the way to and beyond the end on my life. May your days be blessed, and forgive me if I have done you wrong. Oh, Papa, I love you so!

Through the Forest – Session 4

Well, the good thing is, I’m still alive. Thankfully. After everything, I’m pretty glad.

To begin with, I now believe it most unlikely that Varish will murder me. Will he let me die? Probably. Exchange me for the life of another without a second thought? Very likely. Leave me behind? Indeed. But I don’t think he’ll kill me. At least not now. Which, I am very, very grateful for.

Although I was dying twice today. Not by his fault, but by this giant blue-faced guy. In this case, little blue face (who everyone else seems to call Snowball) actually proved to be useful. He saved me twice. So now, I guess I’ll stop being mad at him for accusing me of stuff when he got himself into trouble with the Dwarf (and everyone else).

But I’m alive! And this is very good!

But as for other people who are alive…

We found these two guys. The first one was almost dead. He was being attacked by goblins, I suppose. I mean, I did not see the part where he was actually getting attacked. See, it was going on over this wall, and I stink at climbing, so everyone else got up before me. Then, as I was going to climb, Varish threw this half dead goblin at me, so I killed it. Then I climbed up. And by that time, the goblins on top had already stopped attacking the guy and were attacking us. But yeah. Anyway…

When the battle was over, the halfling stabilized the guy. We lowered him down the wall and then left him with Tinka by the fire. Then we went back up and went to see where the man had been running from.

And what happened then was kind of disaster, at least for me. You see, the halfling saw the giant blue thing, and so we backed off before coming forward again to attack it. And I chose a spot in the back, so that I could see everything and help out. But then the blue thing decided to mistify itself and move so that I was in the front! The darn thing! And then it attacked. And then I passed out. And then Snowball healed me. And then it attacked again. And then I passed out again. And then Snowball healed me again. And then the blue monster (not snowball) left through this hole in the wall. Result: everyone was hurt, little blue face has a little more esteem in my eyes, and I DIDN’T SEE ANYTHING! The part that I was out kind of annoys me… Ok, it really annoys me. But anyway, everyone was hurt. So I gave my last potion to Varish, the most hurt,- indirectly, of course- and we went back to the fire.

I do not know exactly what Tinka did, but when we came back, she was able to wake up the half dead guy right away. Anyway, the guy wakes up, and tells us that he, Raklan, and a group of people came here to see what the goblins and things were doing. But they got caught. Then he and one of his friends escaped. But we only saw him. Anyway, long story short, there is a way out of this place, but it involves climbing or a wizard. And considering I’d likely fall somewhere on that eighty foot climb, I would really like the other. Hopefully, his party is still alive. We left him there, by the fire, with the halfling’s bow and some of my arrows….

But speaking of new people…

There’s this other human, Atlas, who is likely some 1000 years old. He told us enough so that we know he lived- and died- before the God Bowl, and his birth was some 400 years after the death of Ashtara, the princess. Unfortunately, I don’t know the dates in between, so I don’t know his age. A pity.

But anyway, onto this guy. We found his bones behind a rock in a small cavern thing that looked somewhat like Parizzo’s shop. Then, we summoned with a coin this magician who, to prove his power, brought the bones back to life. And the then formed Atlas proceeded, after the inital shock of finding himself in a strange time without the gods, to ridicule the very shadow of the guy who had brought him back to life! Anyway, he was able to walk. So he came with us.

In fact, that is why we are in this room in the first place. You see, he, like Tinka, seems to like snakes. A lot. In fact, after the lock thing (which I solved, with the halfling’s help), his love of snakes caused us to be in this room. After all, there were three doors. Who knows what is behind the other two. All I know is that there is a forest in this one, and a waterfall further up, which we will reach if ever we can hack our way to it.

Before the Battle – Session 5

So, how are we supposed to take down a force some twenty times our size, even with these extra people helping? I say we burn down the archers, then go it. But the others don’t agree. They think it will take too long or something. So? Why should it matter how long it takes? Let’s say it takes a while. Sure, the other enemies would notice, and probably come to attack us, but we could stay inside this room, and they would bottleneck at the door, and we could kill them all! But no. The others think this is a terrible idea. I guess they know best. I hope they know best. After all, we are kind of betting our lives on it. So, anyway, we are just going to run out there and try to kill everyone. It would increase our numbers if we could get Raklan’s group, who is imprisoned out there, to help us. So we are probably going to split in three parties, and then…


Um… Scratch that. It is most likely going to be two parties and Atlas. Someone here has not been telling the whole truth.. So… Atlas. Turns out he’s a changeling with and can turn into things. It seems I am not the only one who leaves things untold. Still, I wonder if there is anything else he’s hiding. He never gave me a definite answer about whose side the dragon was on. And he, in the end, with the help of some of the others, released it. Whether it was a good idea for them to do it or whether that was the worst choice ever remains to be seen. I’m not sure I trust him. But he trusts me… I mean, last night…

Last night, apparently, was interesting. I happen to sleep very well in general, so I miss stuff. And, apparently, I missed a LOT last night. But Atlas was so kind to wake me up and tell me about stuff. Like their are things inside the floaty beads and some other stuff as well. And then, I asked why he was telling me this. And he said he trusted me. I’m not sure I can return the sentiment…

But he’s outside now. He should be getting there soon- Hey look! The magical talking jewel thing does actually work! So, we some five extra people who in the cave. Plus us. And all the people whom we have saved.

There were a lot of them who were attached to the walls. We did not get them all off the wall as soon as possible (because, I, for one, was blocked by the giant tree thing from the floating pebble for a while and someone else had the keys) and this one lady, who nobody else knew, started speaking scarily. So she stayed on the wall for a while. And then Tinka talked to her and convinced everyone to let her down. According to Tinka, this one will be good at evening the odds… however much that can be done.

Anyway, everyone is pretty much ready to go. I’ve been assigned as leader of the main group of new people, and we are to charge down the ramp and kill as many things as we can. Let’s hope this works…

I’ll sing some song for their benefit now. Let’s just hope I can sing the song of them later.

Let us begin!

Varish's Fifth Entry
The Fifth Entry of Varish

Dear Diary,
Snowball died today. Nobody cared. At least now he can be useful to the plants that his dead, decaying body will be able to provide fertilizer for. Who knew that in the end he might eventually be helpful. I didn’t. But whatever. We went back to the room with the half-elf and the human. He wasn’t fully better yet, but he said he was getting there. So, we decided to rest for a while. While that was happening, the halfling and Atlas made people things out of their bead things. It was odd. The halfling and his snake lady had a staring contest for a while and Atlas got a piggyback ride from his treeman, which he named Tree Beard. It felt unoriginal. I’m not sure why. Anyway, more “whomps” happened during the night. So, that doesn’t seem very good. Anyway, the next morning, we went back to where we fought the orc mage with the human and decided to try and go through the entrance which the boulder was blocking. We tried sneaking in, but that didn’t work out well, so we started fighting. There were three orcs as well as a bugbear and plenty of humans chained to walls. We weren’t fighting the humans since, you know, they were chained to the walls. Annyway, we beat them and began freeing the humans tied to the walls. At least I did. Everyone else seemed pretty interested in looting things instead. Well, in the halfling’s defense, she did throw me the keys to unlock them. Also, Tinka snapped out of her stupor that she’s been in for the last day or so. I told her not to eat those mushrooms. Update: Tinka is still shiny and Kyra has been rubbing her sparkle fingers together like she’s been playing the world’s smallest violin orchestra or something. But that’s enough of that. The next room over had somewhere around 300 orcs or so in that room. So, we had a little bit of a fight to prepare for. We could use the humans we freed in the room to help but that still only put us at around 24 fighters total. It took us some time to plan out an attack, but we eventually figured it out. I managed to take out 15 of the orcs before their king apparently became the avatar for their orc god. So, I guess we’ll have to kill that next. I should go. I really shouldn’t be writing in my diary with all this fighting going on around me. I’m going to focus on fighting and I’ll fill you in once we finish this battle.
From Varish

Varish's Fourth Entry
The Fourth Entry of Varish

Dear Diary,
We woke up and Snowball was gone again. He left some arrows though, so I took those for myself. We left the snake room, hopefully for the last time, and went back to the orc room to see if we could get out of there. We decided to go up to the little window we saw there. The halfling, the dwarf, and I climbed up, while the useless human bard stayed behind. Once we made it up, we saw 4 goblins in the room. One of them saw me first, but I managed to throw him down to the ground behind me, 20 feet down. He was alive, but hopefully our bard would make herself useful and finish him off. She did. Drekk, the halfling and I made it up to the top and engaged the other 3 goblins we saw there that seemed to be attacking a wounded man. I missed my first shots, but once I gathered myself, I pinned their shaman to the wall with 2 consecutive shots to the heart. In fact, I split my arrows. I surprise myself sometimes. After that, Drekk and the halfling seemed to have the last goblin pretty taken care of, so I searched the shaman goblin and managed to get one of my arrows back and a cool hat. Also, I searched the human we found and he had some cool stuff, too. We decided to leave him in the room, but kept moving down the hallway. We saw evidence of the human’s valiantly violent entrance. Lots and lots of dead bodies. I got extra arrows from one of them. Eventually, the halfling turned into a scaredy-cat. She got scared from 1 monster just because she didn’t know what it was. I managed to convince them, though, so we made a plan so that we would go and surprise him. We sent Snowball out as bait to make sure that he could actually be a useful participant in this fight. It worked. I guess. The orge turned into a gaseous form and blocked our way out. He fired a lightning bolt I managed to partially avoid, but it still brushed by me. I missed my first shots, but I hit home with my next two. Then he blew cold at us and managed to hit most of us. Drekk got a solid hit to his leg in return, though. I was trying to warm myself up, so I hit him with another arrow. Then he turned the room dark and as I managed to dispell it, he turned back into gas and disappeared through a crack in the wall. We went through his stuff and found a bunch of stuff. Armor for Drekk and magic grenades for everybody else. So, we went back to the other room and noticed that the human ranger was awake and was able to answer some questions. He tried using the crystal I found to attempt to message his team. The rest of us used a fulcrum to push the boulder out of the way. Except Snowball. Because all he seems to do it use up our oxygen and generally be a waste of space. Even the hobbled human helped and we managed to find a hidden door. In it, we found another magic shop and a magic shopkeeper and a human cleric who the shopkeeper brought back to life. It was neat. I’ll have to make a note of that. Anyway, we have a cleric now. Another human. Maybe he’ll be a good one. Time will tell, I guess. He healed Drekk, so that bodes pretty well so far. Then we took the plate and put it into the wall opening we found earlier. I tried to figure out the code and I became blind. It stinks. I heard what sounded like the halfling try the code. Then it sounded like she also turned blind. Then they listened to my advice and had the bard give it a shot. Then I could see again. That was cool. So, I went through the door and found another room with three doors. The cleric immediately went for the snake door and opened it. Snowball tried to tackle me for no apparent reason. I punched him in the face. Then we followed the cleric into the snake room. It was essentially a jungle in there, but there was also sky. So, that’s…good. Although I climbed up and discovered that the sky was fake. Then Drekk told me to push the button. I really didn’t want to, but he was convincing. So, I pushed it. That turned out to be be a bad idea. A giant snake man thing came out and tried to kill and eat us. But the cleric talked him out of it. I knew he would come it handy. So, as a thank you, we made sure the dragon was still locked up and got some rats to feed the snakeman thing. The dragon might not have been as locked up as we had hoped. Then Snowball started being an a-hole. So we hit him hard. Then we went to the rat door and had to start fighting three were-rats. The halfling threw a fire potion which basically hit everything. It was awesome. Then the cleric’s zombie killed one of the rats. That worked out well. The halfling threw an acid potion this time and that worked out fairly well. Before long we killed them, but almost immediately, about half of us were convinced by the dragon to open the door. So, we did. Then, we went and let him go after a long time of discussion just because, I guess. I don’t really know. But we did that and now we’re just standing around wondering what we should do next.
Wish me luck, Diary, on whatever happens next.

Drekk's Thoughts
Notes & Happenings According to Drekk

Met a lot of interesting characters in this dark hole I’ve been tossed into.

A human bard who likes to sing during the fights (seems to help everyone out, but I prefer a good Dwarven battlesong myself). Calls herself Kyra Fields. Likes to carry around a pouch of potions, and can fix up almost anything we’ve found. Potions of hers have saved me several times. Also good (sometimes) at throwing stuff. Not sure what her and the sorceress affiliation with the elf is, and not sure what will happen when we get out of here, but only time will tell.

An elven ranger who’s pretty handy with a bow, when we actually got one. He seemed okay when we all first woke up, and then tried hitting on the halfling a lot. Sort of annoying listening to a one-sided conversation about the weather when you’re trying to see if anything ahead of you is trying to kill you, but all elves are like that. But his character really changed after the fight with the snake statues. Had some really good teamwork taking them down there, but he really closed himself off from everyone all of a sudden after that. Not sure why, but why would a dwarf care about an elf that much? Also, calls himself Varish Gambish.

A halfling spellthief who calls herself Ashira Tiarni. Figured out that she was a thief and then a spellthief later on. Found a dagger in the room where we woke up, but then she was somehow able to take it away from me without me noticing. Pretty good there. Then she saved my life later when I was commanded under the spell of the undead lich witch. Did not like seeing the face of my dead wife again, especially on a human like that. Anyways, the halfling took the curse away from me onto her, and then I killed the lich in return for her. Worked out in the end, but I hope there aren’t any lingering effects from that. Ashira’s been pretty good at helping out in front sometimes. Seems to take a LOT of hits, but not dead yet, which is good. Halflings are tough.Also, very convincing at playing a small child, especially with that magic shopkeeper. Will have to keep an eye on wallet tough.

A half elven sorcerer and her pet snake. Calls herself Tinka . Not sure about the snake’s name. But she REALLY likes that snake. Caresses it all the time, and also talks and sings to it, especially during battle. Seems kinda transfixed by the sake a bit. But, she has been handy at times. Likes to snap her fingers and create lights, which is good for everyone else who can’t see in the dark. Also, saved our lives in the last fight against the orog, though she could have helped some more during the actual fight, instead of just at the end. Still, kudos for the good form and style used to finish that fire-breathing b@$*#!d off. Probably gonna get better over time, still seems a bit new to battle.

And lastly, the weird, annoying, chubby and blue midget elf thing. Never gave us a name, but liked to throw snowballs at the enemy, so we all call him Snowball. Don’t like him. Doesn’t know when to shut up (when he’s around), and likes to insult dwarvenkind. Gonna keep an eye on him, as he seems to disappear quite a lot. Like, a lot a lot. Wasn’t there in the golden death room, in the lich fight, and only seems to heal people when they are about to die. Not very caring it seems. Also, has a weird stone circling about his head that he found in a mouse hole. I’m curious to see how he will survive if we get out of here. Other humans probably really won’t like him. He can’t hide himself like the halfing can. We’ll see what happens.

Other than them, some other stuff happened. Killed orcs, goblins, stone snake statues, a lich woman, and skeletons. I’m usually the only one up front, while all the others are shooting stuff everywhere. Don’t always hit stuff. Surprised they haven’t hit me yet with their inaccuracy at times. But then again, sometimes they can be really accurate. The halfling has stopped a couple of monsters from running away, so that’s pretty good. And the elf shooting those statues, wow. Met a spasming magical vendor and his talking rat after almost getting crushed. I got an interesting dwarven axe and magical breastplate from him. Gonna have to find someone to identify the odd workmanship on this. Also we have been solving a ridiculous number of riddles everywhere. Most rooms have something we’ve needed to solve, or be stuck darkness forever. Pretty sure we missed some stuff, but more focused on getting out than looting everything. Had some really close calls with death. Got zapped by a trapped chest and flew across a room. That one hurt. Then I was burnt by a small fireball from the orog, and then immediately after the fireball got burned again. Seems that orog needed to make sure we were dead, as if the smell of burning flesh wasn’t enough. Lost part of my beard to him. ARRRRGHHGHGHGHG. NOOOOOOO!!! NOT THE BEARD!!!! And I was just getting it to a respectably long length too. Ah well. Just gonna have to see how this all goes. Maybe the bard could mend my beard for me. Let’s just get out of this dungeon pit before those woomfing sound find us, whatever they are. Onward ho. For Moradin!! (Or his Godsmakk equivalent).


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