Tuesday 10 December 2019

Session 1: Inn at the deep end or taverna blues!


‘INN AT THE DEEP END OR TAVERNA BLUES’

Location: The Driftwood Tavern, an inn and tavern located in the Blacklake District on Coriol Street , Neverwinter (near the city gate).

After a successful 14-day employment as escorts, working for Lord Gharl Kalinwood, a minor noble of House Kalin, the group found themselves in the Driftwood Inn on a 4-day bender.

On the morning of the 20th they found out to their drunken cost that not only had they hired on for another job, but they owed a large amount of money to Madame Rosene, the proprietor of the Inn. Debt settled they followed Skjord to a square where the magnificent caravan of 2 wagons were assembled.
                                                                                                                                                                                    The previous night - 19th (Thunderday) day of Rainmoot – 1491 DR
The party met Gundren Rockseeker in the Driftwood Tavern to discuss an opportunity to escort 2 supply wagons to Barthen’s Provisions in Phandalin to the south. For the sake of discretion, Gundren did not travel with the party. Rather, he headed out the night of the revelry with his associate, Sildar.

 Fireday, 20th day of Rainmoot – 1491 DR
The first day on the road is uneventful. The new companions talked and became better acquainted.
Fargrim Ironfist – Hill Dwarf Paladin
Bandur Vongrom – Mountain Dwarf Fighter
Gimli – Hill Dwarf Cleric
Hagnulf – Wood Elf Rogue
Eglath Kalagiano ‘Skywatcher’ – Goliath Monk
Beorwulf – Human Barbarian
They made camp for the night about half-way through their journey.

Swordsday, 21st day of Rainmoot – 1491 DR                                                                 
The next morning, they struck camp and continued south. Once they had cleared Neverwinter Wood, they could see Icespire Peak to the southeast and knew they were getting close.
By late afternoon, Skjord turned the lead wagon eastward along the Triboar Trail, several miles after the turn, the party came upon a pair of dead horses in the road. 
Suddenly arrows flew out of the wood to the side of the road. 2 of the teamsters were hit, one was killed outright, an arrow through his throat. Hagnulf and Fargrim charged into the wood line and were confronted with Goblins. Bandur, a trifle slower on the uptake, bravely charged towards the woods. Spotting a Goblin, he made ready to throw his axe but forgot it was tied to his wrist, he collapsed to the floor tripping over his flailing hand axe tethered to his wrist.
Eglath stormed into the tree line, as is the wont by Goliaths, all 8ft tall of him, promptly raised his sword and swung it down into a Goblin, only the sword slammed into a branch overhead. Eglath let go and the Goblin, head back roaring with laughter was shocked as his head snapped backwards as Eglath let fly a left upper cut and broke the Goblins neck.
Gimli, hand crossbow prepared let fly a bolt into the face of another Goblin. Beorwulf, still getting over his mighty hangover, jumped onto a wagon, threw the teamster off the wagon and made ready to ‘charge’ his now personal ultra-heavy, ox pulled ‘chariot’ towards the Goblin threat.
Skjord and the remaining teamster took up defensive positions to protect the wagons. Eglath pounced onto a Goblin and held him captive by his feet, upside down. Beorwulf, realising his ‘chariot’ was going no where fast leaped off in dramatic style, doing a forward roll and coming out in a running attack swung his battle axe at the upside-down Goblin in Eglaths hands. Eglath could see what was coming and dropped the Goblin and stepped back as Beorwulf’s axe spliced the Goblin in 2. Beorwulf picked up the 2 bits of Goblin and tried to hand them back to Eglath who walked away shaking his head.
2 of the Goblins made good their escape deeper into the woods as the remaining Goblins were killed.
On examining the dead bodies, Skjold, stated they were from the Cragmaw tribe, they filed their front teeth into points to make them scarier. He also noted that the two horses belonged to Gundren and Sildar. Hagnulf found some drag marks, which could only have come from the two riders.
It was getting dark and the group had wounds to tend so they camped down between the 2 wagons for protection. 
Saintsday, 22nd day of Rainmoot – 1491 DR
In the morning they set off to track down Gundren and Sildar. By late afternoon they came to a small canyon. After a few hours, wary of more ambushes, they came across a stream. The stream flowed slowly from a cave mouth. They found the tracks led across the stream and set off to follow. Hagnulf dropped to a knee as an arrow thudded into his right shoulder. He managed to loose off an arrow which found the mark and a Goblin fell dead. Eglath striding forward called into the bushes how the remaining Goblin would like a dart for his troubles. The Goblin thought this very funny and laughed loudly in ridicule as the dart unerringly flew into his mouth, impaling him to the tree behind.
The group set off into the mouth of the cave following a path on the right-hand side of the stream.

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