2nd day of Highsun, Moonday
The group then made good speed to Phandalin. Sildar
Hallwinter was still at the inn. He thanked the group for rescuing his friend,
returning his sword and armour and for clearing Cragmaw Castle, which Gundrun
confirmed. Gundrun thanked the group again and informed them he may have need
of their services to get him to Wave Echo Cave, for which he would offer them a
tantalising deal. The group informed Gundrun they would keep that in mind. They
now turned their thoughts towards the Golden Sun Elf statue and possibly
assistance from the young elf, Sister Garaele.
Sister Garaele was sought out and although she confirmed
the Statue was indeed a statue of a Sun Elf she also thought there was
something more about the statue, what she could not say.
The group decided to rest up at the Stonehill Inn. Talking
that evening turned to spending some more time training. 34 days seemed to be
the optimum period for some members to complete training with shield, whilst
others trained in sweep, accurate bow aiming and parrying with Greataxe, which
Sildar took a hand in training Bandur 1 on 1.
5th Day of Firemoot, Fireday
This was the last day of their training. The talk had
turned to heading for Old Owl Well and completing the posted job related to Old
Owl Well. They learned that the Old Owl Well was some 20 miles south east of Conyberry.
Sister Garaele turned up at the Inn and asked the group if they would
carry out a delicate task. They agreed as it was just outside of Conyberry.
Sister Garaele wanted them to visit a Banshee called Agatha, an undead Elf. If
they played to her vanity and gave her a gift of this jewelled comb Sister
Garaele gave them then Agatha might give them information about a spell book
and its location.
The group departed early the next day.
6th Day of Firemoot, Swordsday
It was a good 60 miles to Conyberry along the Triboar
Trail. The first day and night passed without incident. Although the group were
slowed somewhat as Gimli kept wandering off looking for herbs. He didn’t find
any.
7th Day of Firemoot, Saintsday
The group had an uneventful journey to Conyberry and
arrived in the early evening. The Triboar Trail made the going easier. Conyberry
was in ruins. At first they were shocked until they realised this ruination was
not recent but must have happened years ago. Finding 2 of the better ruined
buildings to use as shelter the group settled down for the night. A fire was
made and Hagnulf took first watch. Looking up from the fire Hagnulf observed at
least 5 pairs of eyes gleaming in the dark. He could make out the shape and
size of wolves. He shouted “STAND TO, STAND TO”, hoping the others asleep in
ramshackle, half ruined buildings would hear his call.
Lionel, first to awaken and respond, could see the shadow
of a wolf outside the door of the building. He fired an arrow but was jostled
by Heimund and the arrow flew wide, as Heimund pushed past to stand in the
doorway. Hagnulf let fly and hit a wolf. The group burst from the ruined
buildings and surprised the wolves who launhed into an attack. Fargrim was hit
the worst. Then 4 of the 5 wolves ran off as the 5th fought to the
death. They cut up the dead wolf and ate a hearty breakfast.
8th Day of Firemoot, Moonday
They headed along the clear trail north west out of
Conyberry and the forest grew dark s the trail wound deeper into the trees.
Heavy vines of moss drape the branches, and the air is noticeably cooler than
it was in the ruined village. Rounding a bend in the trail, the group could see
a screen made of warped wood from the branches of trees standing close
together, woven into a domelike shelter in the shadows, a low doorway leading
inside.
Fargim tried all his charismatic persuasion to lure Agatha
outside of the dwelling, even laying the comb down so she could see the gift.
After some time the group were afraid they were on a wild goose chase. Fargrim
prayed and was rewarded by the feeling that something undead was near. He
entered the dwelling, followed by Bandur (He who follows) and Beorwulf (He who
rushes in).
Inside they found a home of sorts. Sparsely furnished with
chests, shelves, a table and an old reclined couch. All of it old and of Elven
craft.
No sooner had they entered when the air grew cold and a
powerful feeling gripped them. A cold, pale light flickered in the air, rapidly
taking on the form of a female Elf, her hair and robes waving in a spectral
wind. She might have been beautiful, once, but a hateful expression twists her
features now. “Foolish mortals” she snarled, “What do you want here? Do you not
know it is death to seek me out?”
Fargrim started to explain very eloquently, for a Dwarf, very
respectfully in his tone and level of voice as he spoke and he finished by
offering the jewelled comb as a gift.
Agatha’s demeanour changed as she felt very flattered by
the words, even if he was a Dwarf, but the comb sealed the bargain for she
loved pretty things.
The ghostly figure smiled with cold amusement. “Very well”,
she says. “I know that you seek many things. Ask me one question, and I will
give you an answer”.
Fargrim stumbled with his words as he tried to remember the
name, he was prompted by Bandur, and he carried on. “We seek Bowgentles
spellbook, can you aid us?”
.
Agatha thought for a moment and replied “ I traded that
book to a necromancer named Tsernoth from the city of Iraebor more than a
hundred years ago, I do not know what happened to the book after that.” Once
Agatha had finished, she simply said “Go, now”. And disappeared.
The group retraced their steps to Conyberry and headed
eastward along the Triboar Trail.
Setting up camp for the night, Gimli took 2nd
watch. He soon grew bored and wandered off from the campfire in search of
herbs, in the dark. Startled but ready for action he was ready when the Owlbear
charged him but missed timed his swing trying to trip the creature up.
It’s
beak ripped into Gimli as it passed. Gimli ran for the camp and managed to
awaken them as the Owlbear charged into the camp.
Gimli was badly injured but
the Owlbear succumbed to the myriad of blows struck by the group members
surrounding the creature.
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