19th day of Firemoot, Thunderday (Part 4)
Lionel moved forward and grabbed Uthal, dragging
him back into cover, hoping the noise of the falling crates had not been heard.
As the group paused, they heard shouting from the Orcs. A large Orc stepped out
and dropped his weapons and shield. He shouted out in common “Who is your
leader, will you parlay?”. Fargrim shouted out that he was and
what did the Orc want. The Orc shouted out that he assumed that Grogbak Gloombane the Half Orc Shaman and Brughor Axe-Biter the leader of the Many
Arrows Orc scouting group, were both dead. Fargrim shouted back “and all the
Orcs that went with them”. The Orc stated he name was Magbog and if they let
him and the remaining Orcs leave with 1 mule, they would leave everything else
behind. After some thought Fargrim agreed. Magbog and 6 Orcs departed into the
rain with 1 laden mule.
They made sure they had left before searching the
large building. Entering the main area of the Shrine, the east and west walls
had lines of columns whilst in the centre hung a rotten rope heading up towards
the bell tower. 3 doors led from this room, west, east and south.
Checking the west door, they found a room full of
barrels and crates. To the south a room with an altar. Fargrim approached the
altar and placed a hand upon it. Fargrim went into a trance, head bowed. He was
now rising through the air, soaring into the sky. He turned his head as his
vision sped towards the mountains in the west. Stormy clouds, cold weather and
snow, yet he felt nothing. He soared higher, climbing up through the peaks
flying between towering mountains. Eventually he slowed, hovering above an ice
bound fortress high on a mountain top. His vision sharpened and he saw with
clarity the roof tops of the mighty fortress and the sleeping form of a huge
white dragon. The white dragon slept atop a pile of treasure. His vision faded
and he was now speeding back, following his path, heading eastward until he
floated above his body in the shrine, where he slowly sank back into reality. Fargrim
opened his eyes and looked around, the others were staring at him.
Heimund, Hagnulf, Lionel and Dove were entering the
eastern door. Hagnulf stood transfixed, immobile. Heimund moved forward and
pulled him back expecting some trick or trap or magic. Heimund stood transfixed
as Hagnulf slumped to the floor, arm pointing to the room, mouth agape. The
others crowded forward. The room was full of piled coin, chests open and
overflowing with more coins and gems.
Fargrim had noticed that the altar was not touching
the floor and with help managed to push the altar towards the south, curved
wall. There was a hole under the altar, within a canvas bag. The bag when
opened held some coins and a key.
Ardan identified the key as a Netheril Key, a special
key, a key that would open any lock.
The group spent the rest of the day counting the hoard.
10,000 copper pieces, 4,797 silver pieces, 1200 gold
pieces plus 19 gems valued at roughly 500 gold pieces, 10 pieces of art worth
350 gold pieces. With the hoard was a
Great Sword (+1) and a Broach which Ardan deemed to have magical properties.
The group healed as best they could and rested through
the night.
20th day of Firemoot, Fireday
The group decided to take another day of rest, healing
and pack the hoard safely into chests, crates emptied of their content from the
west room, all ready to be loaded onto the 3 wagons and 2 remaining mules.
21st day of Firemoot, Swordsday
The plan was to travel north, join the Triboarr Trail
at Conyberry. Rest up then head to Phandalin. It was still raining as the group
left the Shrine of Shivras. Dark storm clouds were lower than previous days.
The group entered the hills to the south of Conyberry. Hagnulf, scouting ahead
motioned for the group to stop. Most of
the group, less Ardan who stopped on the centre wagon, went forward. There on a
small hillock they could see the bodies of 7 Orcs. One identified as Magbog.
They were all dead and all were in horrific poses. The hairs on Ardan’s neck
pricked up, sensing something was wrong he flung himself off the wagon as a
giant shadow descended onto the wagons. With a woosh the shadow had gone, he
saw a giant white dragon, 3 wagons held in its talons, flying back up into the
low clouds.
All that remained was the 2 mules and a small portion
of the hoard. They continued onward to Conyberry
22nd day of Firemoot, Saintsday
The group rested up In Conyberry, Fargrim recalled his
vision in the Shrine.
23rd day of Firemoot, Moonday
On the road, an uneventful day.
24th day of Firemoot, Towerday
The group arrived in Phandalin mid-morning. They
headed to the Stonehill Tavern but were amazed when told that all the rooms
were taken. Daran Edermath said he could put the group up in his large barn, if
they didn’t mind the chickens or the old rooster.
25th day of Firemoot, Wineday
Today was a day for getting things done.
Fargrim and Bandur headed for the blacksmith to see if
he could repair their damaged armour. He told them he couldn’t start for a few
days as he had work on. The blacksmith would start to work on Fargrims’
chainmail on the 27th.
26th day of Firemoot, Thunderday
27th day of Firemoot, Fireday
Blacksmith started work on Fargrims’ armour.
28th day of Firemoot, Swordsday
29th day of Firemoot. Saintsday
30th day of Firemoot, Lastday
Fargrim collected his armour in the morning.
Blacksmith started work on Bandur’s armour.
1st day of Firewane, Moonday
2nd day of Firewane, Towerday
Bandur collected his armour from the blacksmith at
mid-day.
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