6/6/23
10th to 12th Day of Rainmoot: 1492
Mission:
Campaign: Tales from the Bard
Location(s): AMN: Imnescar, Small Teeth Mountains, Caravasar (Trademeet)
Present: Dramos Ethrane, Niall Tharivol, Ragul-Nur, Roscoe Tosscoble & Dasan Ethrane (NPC) Plus Mule
10th Continued:
It was now past midday when the group arrived back at the Secluded Valley Inn. Dasan had awoken and was in a panic as he didn't know where everyone had gone. They all agreed they should leave Imnescar, they paid their bill, loaded the mule and departed for the south gate and Caravasar (Trademeet).
They made steady progress and the encountered no-one during the journey that day and they spent a quiet night camped in the narrow valley leading through the Small Teeth Mountains to Caravasar.
Roscoe took out his instrument, twanged it as he started to sing a ditty:
Roscoe:
"Green grow the rushes, oh
Green grow the rushes, oh
There's naught but care on every hand
In every hour that passes, oh
What signifies the life of man
If it were not for the lassies, oh"
Ragul-Nur: "Green, grow the rushes oh! Not where I come from!"
11th
They quickly packed their gear and stowed it on the mule.
Roscoe continued to sing the ditty he was composing:
Roscoe:
"Green grow the rushes, oh
Green grow the rushes, oh
The sweetest hours that e'er I spent
Are spent among the lassies, oh
The worldly race may riches chase
And riches still may fly them, oh
And though at last they catch them fast
Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, oh"
Dasan: "Does he have to? How long is this going to go on, I ask myself?"
It was around midday when they heard a shout from ahead.....
Voice: "Ok, ok, that's far enough. Now we don't want any trouble and no-one needs get hurt. Just give us what the man with the pointy hat is carrying under his cloak. He's spent a pretty amount of coin from Athkatla to here, and we'll be taking it off your hands like, ok?"
Niall quickly pulled an arrow and was taking a bead on the speaker when an arrow thudded into the ground in front of him. The lay of the arrow belied the firers direction and he took a quick bead and let his arrow fly. It smacked into a tree and a voice shouted....
2nd Voice: "Hey, they's got arrows too!"
1st Voice: "Shut up and fire again".
Another flew towards Niall from another direction, this one scudded across his leather armour, through his flapping cloak and sailed over Roscoe's head, finally smashing into a big rock.
Dramos moved up alongside the mule but could not see a target.
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Dasan ran backwards and took cover behind a big rock drawing his short bow.
Niall let another arrow fly and dashed behind some rocks for cover. Roscoe led the mule into the trees.
Dramos rolled his hands and formed a mote of fire and hurled at the figure behind the rocks (Voice 1). The firebolt hit the rocks and motes of fire spread out.
With arrows now being fired from behind trees the 2 enemy archers had been seen. Dasan took aim with his short bow and let loose an arrow. Niall shuddered as the arrow whistled past his left ear and thudded into a tree near the 2nd archer.
Unseen by the group 2 enemy were outflanking them on the left as Dramos hurled another firebolt. This one struck the enemy (Voice 1).
Niall fired an arrow and rushed the flanking enemy.
Voice 1: "Ok, lets get them!"
Ragul-Nur moved to where he cold see the enemy (Voice 1), he uttered the prayer and a guided bolt of energy flashed towards the enemy now visible behind the rocks. The enemy leader gasped a last breath and fell backwards, dead.
Dramos targeted both archers with a magic missile spell causing damage on both.
Voice 3: "Bugger this, they got spell casters, the boss is dead, 'aint enough gold worth this, run away lads, runaway!"
The group could here movement, fast movement away to right and left. Deciding that there were an unknown number of attackers they gathered themselves. Dasan had taken a slight wound which Ragul-Nur healed. They continued on until nightfall. Making camp Niall tried to set a warning trap, it didn't set correctly (rolled a 1) and took a hit from his own trap!
Roscoe entertained the group as they made camp and prepared the evening meal.
Roscoe:
"Old nature swears the lovely dears
Her noblest work she classes, oh
Her apprentice hand she tried on man
And then she made the lassies, oh
Green grow the rushes, oh
Green grow the rushes, oh
The sweetest hours that e'er I spent
Are spent among the lassies, oh
Are spent among the lassies, oh."
Roscoe: "What do you think lads.....lads......oh come on!"
Niall: They've had a hard day, they're done in and your 'ditty' helped put them to sleep. So in that respect it was ....um....ok".
Following the 1st night, Niall took first watch and would be followed by Ragul-Nur. It was a quiet, uneventful night.
12th:
Morning routine had long been established since they left Athkatla. However this morning the mule was being very fidgity, agitated over something it suddenly started leaping around and stomping the ground, then it was still, snorting. Niall calmed the beast down and then looked to see what had caused the distress.
Niall: "It was a scorpion, big one too, the mule got it though. Who needs a watch dog, we got ourselves a watch mule!"
Roscoe: "Trademeet, or it's older name Caravasar, is also known as the City of Merchants Peace. And the smallest of the region's caravan
stops. Due to the Merchant's Peace, all commerce in
Trademeet is bound to be carried out honestly and fairly. The Trade Way passes north-south
through Trademeet, connecting it to Imnescar and eventually Baldur's Gate in the north
and Mosstone and eventually Zazesspur in the south. The Tethir Road leads west to Murann on the coast and east to Riatavin. There's only one place to stay Vyatri's Tavern/Inn. Reasonably priced, good food an ale."
TRADEMEET
By early evening they could see the walls of Trademeet before them. Entering the town, Roscoe lead them to Vyatri's and Niall and Ragul-Nur were accommodated in reasonable if not cheap room, whilst the brothers had rooms suitable for their status. Roscoe bartered with Vyartri, the inn owner, for a room and a meal for a free performance.
VYATRI
PLAYER INFORMATION:
Money left at end of session 3.
Experience after session 3.
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