Party Members: Lokir (Deceased), Zugall (Myself), Shand, Og, Oros, Decs
Still feeling fresh on this island and trying to get to know the locals a bit better I decided to head out with a group of adventurers with Lokir at their lead. He suggested we go to the Spider’s Reach Outpost to seek aid for the war. As we headed out the storm was ever present as usual. Always looming in the distance but never acting out against us as we stayed to the outside of it instead of using the roads through it. It made our journey longer but perhaps safer. I have yet to travel through the storm for an extended period of time so I can not say so for sure.
Still feeling fresh on this island and trying to get to know the locals a bit better I decided to head out with a group of adventurers with Lokir at their lead. He suggested we go to the Spider’s Reach Outpost to seek aid for the war. As we headed out the storm was ever present as usual. Always looming in the distance but never acting out against us as we stayed to the outside of it instead of using the roads through it. It made our journey longer but perhaps safer. I have yet to travel through the storm for an extended period of time so I can not say so for sure.
During our journey we ran into a few jackals and some roaming bands of gnolls. All of which were dispatched with relative ease and nothing of note happened. However during the 1st night I did manage to capture a wild Stallion which I named Bolt. Bolt seemed to be carrying some extra arrows in his hindquarters. I doubt he put them there so with the help of our Paladin Oros we managed to seal the horses wounds. Other than that nothing of note occurred.
We had managed to arrive at the gnome village. The gnomes were a bit unusual but I have rarely met a gnome that I would call normal. Ezekiel the one we were looking for had a particularly powerful looking wand pointed at us. He did not believe we were from WMC and was ready to show us how he felt. Luckily at the last second, Shand remembered he had an armband and let our dangerous friend see it. After that it was nothing but rainbows and unicorn farts. We wrongfully assumed he would be the one accompanying us to WMC but he instead sent one of his creations. It was an odd mixture of centaur but with tentacle like arms and the head of a creature that I could not recognize. We tried speaking with the creature but the only words it would mutter were, ” I am Grax.”
On the way back to WMC we were ambushed by what we thought was a lone Kobold but as we ran into meet our new foe three more enemies joined the skirmish. Three black winged kobolds who spewed an acid that was quite deadly. It was one of these kobolds who managed to kill our leader Lokir in the skirmish. After a tough grueling battle and with no small effort on Grax’s part we were victorious. Unfortunately one of the kobolds fled and is likely to tell his comrades of the new foe they will be facing in the coming battles. After the battle we gathered our wits once more saddled Lokir’s corpse upon Bolt and headed back to WMC.
Battered and bruised the journey back to WMC was uneventful…luckily for us.
P.S. If you are to run into these winged kobolds beware of their acidic breath. One of these attacks almost took my life. My advice to you is to spread out and restrain these creatures in any way possible. If you are unable to subdue these creatures they will continue to rain down their corrosive acid upon your flesh. Stay safe out there.