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Welcome to the tiny fishing village

Regrouping a the Northern Light cont...

The Morning of the next theft

Retro-Actions before following the Thieves

Surprise Attack

Round 2 - Duergar Sled

Round 3 - Duergar Sled

Round 4 - Duergar Sled Round 5 - Duergar Sled

Returning to Town

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Welcome to the tiny fishing village

The Howlbears enter Caer-Konig, the sight of the small, snow-covered town a welcome relief after their grueling journey. Mutt, his spirits lifted by the promise of safety, urges Stout and Ipa towards The Northern Light inn. The ramshackle buildings offer a hint of refuge against the biting cold.

As they approach the inn, Durin Ironbeard, their dwarven companion, takes his leave. "I'll be investigating those strange lights for a few days. If you need me, I'll be staying here at The Northern Light inn. Good luck with your endeavors, Howlbears."

With that, Durin heads off, leaving the group to continue towards the inn. As they near the entrance, a pile of snow stirs, revealing a silver dragonborn clutching an empty bottle. Mutt recognizes the signs of a heavy drinker and smiles.

Queste Complete: Escort Durin to Caer-Konig

Reward: +2 Reputation with Clan Battlehammer

Reward: 100 XP

As they approach the inn, a pile of snow stirs, revealing a silver dragonborn clutching an empty bottle. Mutt recognizes the signs of a heavy drinker and smiles.

"Well, you're in luck, Mister Trovus. It's these mysterious lights that brought us here. Now how about we get you inside, get some food into you, and you can tell us what's been going on around here."

Fizzbum, distracted by the magical lights above, catches up with the group just in time to offer Trovus a potion from his pack.

"It seems you've got a case of bad whisky drink there, sir. If you want, I've got a mushroom and fire pepper potion here somewhere that's guaranteed to perk you right back up!"

Mutt, with Uptharr's help, guides the stumbling Trovus into the inn, ordering hot meals and drinks for both of them. Azalie watches from a distance, intrigued by her first sight of a dragonborn but repelled by his state. Deciding to gather information discreetly, she blends into the background, listening to conversations and searching for useful locations.

The Lights and the Northern Light Inn

Fizzbum, curious about the lights, peers up at them again and tries to discern their nature. [investigation roll 14] He notices that the lights don't seem natural; they flicker and change colors in a way that suggests magical interference rather than a natural phenomenon. He shares his thoughts with the group.

Inside the inn, Fizzbum asks the innkeeper about an alchemist. Allie responds,

"We don't have an alchemist here, but there might be someone in the neighboring towns who can help. Easthaven or Bryn Shander would be your best bet."

He then orders a hot meal and a small ale, sits next to Mutt, and pats him on the shoulder, offering a drink. "Cheer up, Mutt. We'll figure this out."

Fizzbum also inquires about a bathhouse. Allie chuckles, "No bathhouse here, but we've got tubs. You can have a hot bath if you don't mind fetching the water yourself."

The Discussion with Trovus

Mutt, feeling the weight of the journey lift slightly as he enters The Northern Light inn, helps Trovus to a table with Uptharr's assistance. Dorf follows them in, his expression a mix of anger and exhaustion. Fizzbum, still thinking about the strange lights, joins them at the table, his mind wandering but present.

Inside the inn, Mutt helps Trovus to a table and orders a round of ale for the group.

"So, Trovus. There are odd lights hanging above your town, people seem to be afraid to leave their homes, and you say there are mysteries to be solved. What's going on in Caer-Konig?"

As they take their seats, Trovus, still a bit unsteady but comforted by the food and drink, begins to explain,

"Aye, those lights... strange things. We've had break-ins recently, things disappearing, and no one sees a thing. The lantern over the inn, a pair of goats, and even some pearls from the shop. I've been trying to patrol, but... well, you see how that goes."

Dorf listens intently, his focus shifting between the conversation and his own thoughts of tracking down the goblins. Fizzbum, meanwhile, is distractedly nodding, still pondering the magical lights.

Uptharr, always vigilant, leans forward, his brow furrowed with concern. "Trovus, you mentioned some trouble with thieves in the town. Can you tell us more about that?"

Trovus, suppressing a hiccup, nods slowly. "Aye, we've had a spate of thefts recently. No one's seen a thing, really. Just the other night, the lantern over this very inn was stolen. Cori won't let me hear the end of it because I haven't been able to find those responsible."

From behind the bar, Cori, the stern-looking innkeeper, chimes in with a sarcastic tone,

"Aye, a real knack, you have, Trovus. Maybe next time you'll find the thieves before they take the roof off."

Trovus chuckles sheepishly and continues. "Not yet, anyway. But I have a knack for this stuff."

Mutt, sipping his ale, raises an eyebrow. "A magic lantern, right? Shifting colors like the northern lights?"

Trovus grins, a bit of pride in his eyes. "That's the one. It's a town treasure, that lantern. And it's not just the lantern. We've lost a pair of goats from the tavern and a small sack of pearls carved into decorative beads from Frozenfar Expeditions."

Dorf frowns, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. "Those goblins nearly killed Kevin. Maybe we can track both the thieves and the goblins. Both seem to be heading towards Kelvin's Cairn."

Fizzbum, looking thoughtful, adds, "And while we're out there, we should keep an eye out for Chwingas. They might know something about these strange lights."

Uptharr glances at Mutt, then back at Trovus. "Do you have any leads or clues? Any idea who or what might be behind this?"

Trovus sighs, leaning back in his chair. "Tracks lead towards Kelvin's Cairn, but nothing concrete. Some think it's dwarves, desperate for food and ale. But no one's seen a dwarf sneaking around. And believe me, a quiet dwarf is a rare thing. There's something more going on here."

Mutt leans in, intrigued. "So, the tracks lead towards Kelvin's Cairn. Have you seen these tracks yourself? We just came from there, dealt with trolls and goblins along the way."

Trovus nods. "Aye, faint depressions in the snow. Hard to track, especially with the wind and all. But they're there, heading towards the mountain."

Uptharr taps his fingers on the table thoughtfully. "And what about a reward? The town doesn't seem flush with coin, but there must be something for those who can help."

Trovus chuckles, a bit of the old adventurer's spark in his eyes. "Coin, not so much. Most of the valuables in the village have already disappeared. But the townsfolk are grateful. You'd have rooms, food, and ale here at The Northern Light. And the satisfaction of solving a mystery and helping a town in need."

Mutt exchanges a glance with Uptharr, a grin spreading across his face. Uptharr nods, resolute. "Absolutely. I want to do what I can to help this town and bring those responsible to justice."

Mutt turns back to Trovus, his expression thoughtful. "We'll need to discuss it with the rest of the Howlbears. We're still recovering from our harrowing experience with the trolls. But we'll consider it."

Trovus raises his mug in a toast, his grin wide. "To friends and new possibilities. May we find those thieves and bring peace back to Caer-Konig!"

The five clink their mugs together, the promise of a potential new quest ahead of them as the fire crackles warmly in the hearth.

Azalie's Exploration of Caer-Konig

Azalie, blending into the shadows, listens carefully to the conversations around her in The Northern Light. She picks up bits and pieces about the break-ins and the strange lights, her keen ranger senses always on alert. At one point, she overhears two commoners walking the streets, saying: "I swear, these thieves are like ghosts. Not a single sighting, just tracks leading towards Kelvin's Cairn."

Deciding to gather more information, Azalie quietly roams the streets. The cold air bites at her skin, but she pulls her cloak tighter and moves silently through the snow-covered streets of Caer-Konig. She signals to Mellon, her Blood Hawk companion, who soars into the air, circling above to keep watch.

As she walks, Azalie takes note of the key locations in the small town. She finds:

DISCOVERED LOCATIONS:

1. Frozenfar Expeditions: An adventuring outfitter run by a seasoned ranger named Atenas Swift. The shop appears well-stocked with gear, and a shed next to it houses dogsleds and healthy sled dogs.
   

2. Hook, Line, and Sinker: A tavern known for its lively atmosphere and free half-pints of ale, a popular spot among the locals.

3. Small Shrine: At the edge of town, she finds a small shrine where townsfolk go to pray. It's simple but peaceful, providing a quiet place for reflection.

Azalie blends into the shadows, observing the townsfolk who are still out and about. She overhears snippets of conversations, some complaining about the cold, others mentioning the recent thefts.

"Mellon, keep an eye on that area," she whispers, pointing towards the direction of Kelvin's Cairn. The Blood Hawk circles lower, scanning the surroundings.

Azalie moves closer to the tavern and listens to a group of locals discussing the thefts. "It's not just the lantern. We lost a pair of goats and a sack of pearls. Tracks always lead towards the Cairn, but they disappear halfway, Its Duergar dwarves, I bet my life on it!" one man grumbles.

Another adds, "Aye, and the lights! They flicker and change colors. It's like they're mocking us. I bet the Drow are involved too!"

She decides to head back to the inn, her mind racing with the new information. She gathers Mellon and makes her way quietly back to The Northern Light, ready to share her findings with the rest of the Howlbears.

Dorf at the stables

After the conversation with Trovus, Dorf leaves the warm confines of The Northern Light and heads out into the cold night air, determined to find a place for Kevin to rest. Guided by the dim light from the few lanterns still lit in town, he finds the stables. They are a small, simple structure, more of a lean-to than a proper stable. The roof is made of wooden planks, and the walls are patched with bits of cloth and other materials to keep out the worst of the wind.

Inside, the stables are cold and meager, with straw scattered across the ground for bedding. There is enough space for a few animals, but it’s clear that luxury is not a priority here. Dorf leads Kevin into one of the stalls and begins to make him comfortable.

Dorf opens the creaking door of the stables and leads Kevin inside. The shelter is meager, but it will have to do. He rubs Kevin's neck, whispering soothing words to the axe beak as he settles him down on the straw-covered ground.

"It's not much, but it's better than nothing, eh, Kevin?" Dorf mutters, as the cold air creates puffs of breath

He checks the makeshift stall, ensuring there are no sharp objects or hazards, then begins to prepare a spot for himself. He lays out his bedroll beside Kevin, intending to stay close to his companion. The memory of the goblins' attack still burns in his mind, and he feels a surge of determination to keep Kevin safe.

As Dorf settles in, he hears faint noises from the town – the murmur of voices, the occasional clink of metal, and the distant howl of the wind. Despite the discomfort, he feels a sense of duty and resolve. The stables might be cold and meager, but for now, it’s the best place to keep watch over his loyal friend.

Dorf lies back on his bedroll, keeping one hand on Kevin's side for reassurance. His mind races with thoughts of the goblins and the mysterious thieves. Perhaps, as Mutt suggested, they could track down both threats and put an end to the troubles plaguing Caer-Konig. For now, though, he focuses on getting some rest, knowing that tomorrow will bring new challenges.

Regrouping at the Northern Light:

The common room of The Northern Light is filled with the warm glow of the fire and the scent of hearty stew. The Howlbears sit around a sturdy wooden table, drinks and food spread before them. Azalie has just returned from her reconnaissance and takes a seat with the group.

Azalie leans in, her voice low but filled with urgency. "I’ve scouted the town. There’s not much here, but I did find a few key locations. Frozenfar Expeditions, an adventuring outfitter; Hook, Line, and Sinker, the tavern; and a small shrine at the edge of town. I also picked up some chatter about the recent thefts. Seems like everything leads towards Kelvin's Cairn. Tracks disappear halfway, and there are those strange flickering lights that don’t seem natural."

Mutt nods, sipping his ale thoughtfully. "We’ve heard similar from Trovus. Break-ins, things disappearing without a trace, and those tracks leading to the Cairn. He thinks it might be dwarves, but no one's seen them."

Uptharr taps his fingers on the table. "I want to help this town. If we can solve the mystery of these thefts, we might also find out more about the goblins that attacked us. It seems like everything is pointing back to Kelvin's Cairn."

Dorf, still simmering with anger, grunts. "Those goblins nearly killed Kevin. If we can track both the thieves and the goblins, that’s where we need to go."

Fizzbum, distractedly playing with his drink, chimes in. "And while we’re out there, we should keep an eye out for Chwingas. They might know something about the lights or even the thieves."

Azalie nods, her eyes serious. "I agree. We need to be prepared for whatever we might find up there. It sounds like the town’s counting on us."

The group falls into a thoughtful silence, each member considering their next move. The crackling of the fire and the low murmur of other patrons fill the room, creating a sense of calm amidst the tension.

Mutt finally speaks up. "Alright, let’s get our plans straight. For tonight, let’s decide on rooms and sleeping arrangements. We need to be well-rested for whatever comes next. And for tomorrow, do we stay here to gather more information, or head straight to Kelvin's Cairn?"

Uptharr looks around the table. "I say we make a decision together. We’ve come this far as a team. What do you all think?"

The Howlbears exchange glances, ready to share their thoughts and make a collective decision on their next steps.

Room Prices: Free if party accepts the quest "The Unseen" from Trovus

Otherwise, Prices are 3 SP per night.

Stable Fee: Free if party accepts the quest

Otherwise, stable fee is 2 SP per night.

Food and Drink: Prices stand as on menu.

+120 Free Time awarded

Decision Points

1. Tonight’s Plans:

• Determine rooms and sleeping arrangements.

• Decide if any further actions or preparations are needed before bed.

• Let Trovus know if you are accepting his quest "The Unseen"

1. Tomorrow’s Intentions:

• Stay in town to gather more information and resources.

• Head to Kelvin’s Cairn to investigate the thefts and tracks.

• Explore any other leads or areas of interest within Caer-Konig.

• Go somewhere else.

10 hours have passed

Current Time: 9:12 PM

Date: Secondday , 22 , Alturiak , 1742

Temperature: -45°

Current Phase: Exploration

Regrouping at The Northern Light Inn Continued...

The warm glow of the fire and the scent of hearty stew fill the common room of The Northern Light. The Howlbears sit around a sturdy wooden table, sharing their findings and making plans for the next day. Mutt, feeling the camaraderie of his companions, pulls out his pan flute and begins to play a lighthearted tune.

The tavern is small, and while there are few patrons, those present listen in and enjoy Mutt’s music. His melody brings a sense of warmth and cheer to the room, lifting the spirits of everyone inside. As he finishes, the patrons applaud, and Mutt finds himself with an additional 12 silver in tips and a newfound respect from the townsfolk, gaining +1 reputation with Caer-Konig.

Trovus, having stepped outside for a brief patrol, returns to the inn as Mutt finishes his song. He claps heartily, a broad smile on his face (as much as a Dragonborn can muster a smile). "Mutt, that was fantastic! You’ve got a real talent there. We could use more music like that around here."

Durin also enters, looking pleased. "Aye, Mutt, that was a fine tune. Just what we needed after a long day."

Mutt smiles, accepting their praise graciously. "Thanks, Trovus, Durin. I’m glad you enjoyed it."

Durin takes a seat at the table, his expression thoughtful. "I’ve been studying those lights for a few hours now. Still can’t figure out exactly what they are, but they don’t seem natural. They flicker and change colors, almost like they’re trying to communicate or signal something."

Azalie leans forward, intrigued. "Do you think they’re connected to the thefts?"

Durin nods slowly. "Could be. They appeared around the same time the thefts started. Whatever they are, they’re worth keeping an eye on."

Uptharr glances at his companions and then at Trovus. "Trovus, we’ve decided. The Howlbears will help your town find these thieves."

Trovus beams, clearly relieved. "That’s wonderful news! Thank you, Howlbears. Your help means a lot to us."

Allie and Cori Shorard, the inn’s proprietors, approach the table with warm smiles. Allie speaks first, "We’re so glad to hear that. You’re welcome to stay here for free tonight. Anything you need, just let us know."

Cori nods in agreement. "We hope you find the culprits quickly. This town could use some peace."

Mutt looks around at his companions. "Alright, let’s get some rest. We’ve got a big day ahead of us tomorrow."

The Howlbears agree, each heading to their respective rooms. Azalie takes Mellon with her to continue his training, while Fizzbum and Mutt share a room, determined to keep an eye on each other. Uptharr also settles in to a private room to pray and prepare for the journey in the morning, ready to face the challenges that the next day will bring. Dorf returns to the stable, to bunk with his Axe Beak, Kevin.

As the fire crackles warmly in the hearth and the inn settles into a quiet lull, the Howlbears drift off to sleep, their minds filled with thoughts of the mysteries they will uncover and the adventures that await.

Long Rest Complete

The Morning of the Next Theft

The common room of The Northern Light is filled with the warm scent of breakfast: sizzling fish, fresh bread, and steaming bowls of fish stew. The Howlbears gather around their usual table, enjoying the first meal of the day. The fire crackles in the hearth, casting a cozy glow that contrasts sharply with the biting cold outside.

Mutt, Uptharr, Dorf, Azalie, Fizzbum, and Trovus, the silver dragonborn, are seated together, discussing their plans for the day. Trovus, who frequents the tavern for breakfast, seems more sober and determined than usual, eager to hear the group's ideas. Their spirits are lifted by the prospect of helping Caer-Konig. Durin Ironbeard sits at a nearby table enjoying some stew and a hot beverage, as he reads some notes he had taken the day before.

The quiet murmur of the inn is suddenly interrupted as a breathless townsperson bursts through the door, eyes wide with urgency.

"Another theft!" the townsperson exclaims, out of breath from running. "Jarthra's sled dogs are gone, and more supplies from Frozenfar Expeditions have been stolen!"

The Howlbears exchange glances, quickly realizing the significance of this new development.

Trovus, looking more sober and determined than the night before, steps forward. "Where did this happen?" he asks, his voice steady.

The townsperson points toward the northern edge of town. "Just outside the shop. I saw those strange lights again, flickering nearby. They seemed to be hovering over the area when the theft occurred."

Allie Shorard, one of the inn’s proprietors, furrows her brow. "You know, I remember seeing those lights above the inn when our lantern was stolen. It seems like every time there's a theft, those lights are there too."

Cori Shorard nods in agreement. "Aye, those lights are more than just a distraction. They must be connected to the thieves somehow."

Mutt, his eyes narrowing with determination, finishes his last bite of breakfast. "We need to follow those tracks and find out what's going on. The thieves can't be far."

The Howlbears quickly gather their gear, ready to set out. Durin, watching from his seat by the fire, nods approvingly. "Be careful out there. Those lights are more than they seem. I’ll be here at the inn, keeping an eye on things and continuing my study of the lights."

The party steps outside into the biting cold, the fresh snow crunches underfoot as they make their way to the northern edge of town. The wind howls around them, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

At the site of the theft, Azalie finds fresh tracks leading away from the town, heading towards Kelvin’s Cairn. The Howlbears exchange determined looks, as they set out, following the tracks.

As they follow the tracks, the strange lights appear again, flickering and changing colors in the distance. The connection between the lights and the thefts is undeniable, and the Howlbears know they are on the right path.

Mutt turns to his companions. "Let's stay alert. These thieves are clever, and there's more to these lights than meets the eye."

Uptharr nods. "We’ll find them and bring peace back to Caer-Konig."

With that, the Howlbears march forward, the cold wind biting at their faces, determined to uncover the mystery of the thefts and the strange lights. The town of Caer-Konig fades into the distance behind them as they venture into the unknown.

Optional Retro Action:

you may take one retro action to interact with the scene. This action can include a skill check if necessary and will be applied retroactively to your character’s knowledge in future posts. Note that retro actions should not change the overall outcome of the narrative. Use this opportunity to talk to NPCs, investigate the scene, or gather additional information that could aid you on your quest.

Shapes in the Snow

The Howlbears continue, the tracks becoming clearer as they press on. The wind howls around them, and the cold bites at their exposed skin. Suddenly, through the blowing snow, they see shapes moving in the distance. The figures are faint and hard to make out, but there are at least three—a large ogre shape pulling a sled, with two smaller shapes riding on it. They can also see a crate or some kind of cargo on the sled, likely the stolen goods.

Mutt whispers to the group, "We've got company. We need to decide how to approach this."

Uptharr nods, his hand resting on the hilt of his mace. "Let's be cautious. We don't know what we're dealing with yet."

Dorf tightens his fists around his axe, his anger simmering. "I'll take the lead. Maybe I can ask them nicely to hand over the loot—after I chop their knees off."

Azalie, eyes sharp and focused, readies her bow. "Mellon and I will cover you, Dorf. Let's be cautious and approach quietly. I'm right behind you."

Fizzbum, trying to stay focused despite the cold, nods eagerly. "I'm right behind you, Mister Dorf! Maybe they're just lost travelers who want to share a cup of mushroom tea!" He pauses, looking around. "Wait, did I bring my tea set?"

As they move closer, the shapes become slightly clearer. The large figure appears to be pulling a sled, while the smaller ones seem to be riding on it. The Howlbears must decide their approach—whether to confront the figures directly or try to sneak closer for a better look, or avoid them all together.

Checks Required: Everyone Make a Stealth Check.

In your next post please cover these items:

• Retro actions in town before following the tracks

• Any skill checks relating to interaction with this scene

• How you want to proceed from this point

13 hours have passed

Current Time: 10:12 AM

Date: Thirdday , 23 , Alturiak , 1742

Temperature: -45°

Current Phase: Exploration

Retro-Actions before following the thieves

Azalie, training Mellon

The night before, Azalie returned to her room to do some training with her companion, Mellon.

Azalie finds herself struggling with Mellon. She looks at the hawk from across the room. All she asked from him to retrieve objects and drop them on command. However, he retrieved the wrong item and flew around the room seemingly hard of hearing.

Azalie groans as she falls onto the bed, arms stretched out. Mellon flies over to his perch. Cocking his head back and forth. “I guess we need to get to know each other a little better.” She casts speak with animals.

“Mellon, I want to tell you about an old friend of mine. The reason I have a hard time bonding.” Azalie starts into a story weaved with terror, sadness, and heartbreak.

Azalie talked about her dog and her breaking the rules. One night the master called for Azalie. “I didn’t want to go that night. I didn’t want to go ever”, her voice changing slightly.

She was 13 by now. Her hair had grown long, her rags were tighter. She had become a great warrior, even though no one knew it. She was called by the wench to go to him.

She turned to Stay and gave him a hug. “Now remember, you have to STAY!” Her finger pointing at the ground, her face stern. “We can’t break the rules.” She left out the door, but it didn’t lock this time.

Stay saw her leave. He walked out slowly, making sure to keep her scent. Stay could tell something was not safe. The dog peeked around the hall and saw Azalie as the door was closing. Her scent had changed.

Stay approached the door. He sniffed under the door and could tell something was wrong. He could smell danger. Stay started barking, scratching at the floor, howling for her. The door swung open.

Azalie was on the ground, blood on her lip, her clothes ripped. Azalie demanded him to “Stay.” He didn’t listen. The attack was quick as the master was able to wield magic.

“NO! NO MASTER! Please, I beg of you.” her tears streaming down her face as she saw Stay withering on pain. His little body crushing under the power of the master.

Azalie ran to Stay, trying to pull him away from danger. “STOP IT! STOP STOP STOP!” Her begs are the only noises in the room. She laid on top of Stay, begging him to stop. Stay stopped breathing.

Azalie looked at the master as he stood over her. “Didn’t I tell you to follow the rules? he said calmly. Now you have to face the consequences.” Master waved his hand.

Stay started to move, a low growl coming from inside of him. His body cracked and creaked as it started to move. A rank smell emanating from his once kissable snout. He was dead but moving.

Stay was changed, from friend to foe. Azalie cried as she walked backwards, away from the dog she once would have died for. His glare solely on her. “No, what have you done?”

Master threw Azalie a jade dagger. “Kill him or he will kill you.” Then the master walked out of the room, locking her in.

Azalie came out covered in cuts and bites. The jade dagger in her hand. Blood dripping from her fingers. She walked past the master, looking him straight in the eyes. “Follow the rules.” he slammed the door. That was the last time master called for her at night. —

“So you see Mellon, I have an attachment issue. I don’t want to get attached and then lose you.” Azalie scratches his head, helping peel a few pin feathers. “I think we can make this work.” Mellon starts chirping in acceptance.

The Next Morning at Breakfast (Retro)

The common room of The Northern Light is filled with the warm scent of breakfast: sizzling fish, fresh bread, and steaming bowls of fish stew. The Howlbears gather around their usual table, enjoying the first meal of the day. The fire crackles in the hearth, casting a cozy glow that contrasts sharply with the biting cold outside.

As the group discusses their plans, Azalie finds herself unable to take her eyes off Trovus, the silver dragonborn. Curious about his horns, she reaches out and gently touches them. Trovus, feeling the unexpected touch, turns around slowly.

"Careful there, lass," he says with a mild frown, but a glint of amusement in his eyes. "These horns are for show, not for petting."

Azalie blushes furiously and pulls her hand back. "Sorry, I just... I've never seen a dragonborn up close before."

Trovus chuckles, his mood lightening. "No harm done. Just ask next time, eh? Some of my kind may take off a hand for such a gesture."

As they finish breakfast, the Howlbears make their way to the scene of the latest theft. The cold bites at their skin, but they are determined to help the town. Dorf approaches a group of townsfolk who are lingering around, hoping to gather some information.

"Seen any goblins around here? Or maybe some dwarves?" Dorf asks, his tone gruff.

One of the townsfolk shakes his head. "No goblins, but there have been whispers about Duergar dwarves. Some say they're after rare minerals in the area. They've been spotted now and then, lurking near Kelvin's Cairn."

Dorf frowns, considering the information. "Thanks," he mutters, turning back to the group.

Fizzbum, ever the optimist, suggests, "Hey everybody, maybe we should leave our axe beaks in the stables this time. It broke my heart to see them all beat up after the last battle."

The others agree, and they make arrangements to leave the mounts in the stables for safety. Mutt, meanwhile, has been investigating the recent thefts and shares his findings.

"I learned that rumors of Duergar have been increasing lately, with sightings near Kelvin's Cairn. Some townsfolk claim to have seen shadows and heard whispers in the night, but no confirmed encounters. There are no recent sightings of Drow in the immediate area, but tales of them in the region persist," Mutt explains. "Also, the lantern was mounted high above the door and secured with sturdy brackets. It would have taken considerable effort and skill to remove it without being seen. The theft likely required climbing gear or a ladder, suggesting the thief was experienced."

He continues, "The lights began appearing a few weeks ago, shortly before the thefts started. They seem to follow no pattern and appear randomly in the sky, often near the areas where items were stolen. Some believe the lights are a distraction used by the thieves."

The group spends some time gathering supplies and organizing their gear. They decide to take Mutt's sled and dogs up the mountain in pursuit of the thieves, leaving the axe beaks behind in the safety of the stables. With their plan set, they head out into the cold once more, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead.

The Howlbears move out, their determination clear as they make their way towards the mountainous terrain, following the faint tracks left by the thieves. The adventure continues, with the promise of uncovering the mystery behind the thefts and the strange lights.

Back to the Current Scene:

Title: Following the Thieves

The Howlbears, having gathered their information and prepared their gear, leave Caer-Konig on Mutt's sled, with Stout and Ipa leading the way. The harsh wind howls around them, making the cold bite through their clothes as they move up the snowy path. Visibility is low, with snow blowing in all directions, creating a treacherous and eerie atmosphere.

Azalie, eyes sharp and focused, spots the large figure in the distance and murmurs to the group, "It's an ogre, and from the looks of those flesh pieces, I think we're dealing with an ogre zombie." She sends Mellon to scout ahead, hoping the bird can provide more insight.

Dorf, ever eager for action, tightens his grip on his axe and says with a mischievous grin, "I'll lead. Time to see what these snow ghosts are carrying."

Azalie nods, adjusting her bow. "Mellon and I will cover you. Let's move in cautiously. We don't want to alert them too soon."

He gestures for Dorf and Fizz to join him on the sled, using the terrain to stay out of sight as they move closer.

As they inch forward, the Howlbears see the ogre zombie pulling the sled, with two smaller figures on it and a crate, presumably the stolen goods. The scene is tense, with the shapes moving steadily away from the town, unaware of the approaching party.

The wind picks up, howling fiercely and driving the snow into swirling flurries that obscure vision and muffle sound. The party moves stealthily, their high rolls allowing them to get close without being seen. As they near the sled, they can make out the details: two Duergar Dwarves, one clad in leather armor with a battle axe strapped to his back, the other in heavy robes clutching a staff. They glance back occasionally but have yet to spot the party.

Mellon returns to Azalie, landing lightly on her shoulder. Through their bond, she receives the bird's report. The Duergar seem to be headed towards a rocky outcropping a few hundred yards ahead. Mellon indicates that there appears to be some kind of settlement there, though it's hard to tell through the worsening weather.

Azalie whispers to the group, "Mellon spotted a settlement up ahead, looks like that's where they're heading. If we act quickly, we can catch them by surprise before they reach it."

Dorf, eyes gleaming with anticipation, grips his axe tighter. "Let's get 'em before they get to their hidey-hole."

Uptharr, seeing the opportunity for a surprise attack, nods. "Agreed. We strike now, while we still have the element of surprise. If we wait, they may have backup at their settlement."

Fizzbum, grins despite the cold. "Let's give these thieves a Howlbear welcome they won't forget!"

Uptharr, ever vigilant, takes his place beside Dorf. "For Caer-Konig and its people."

The Howlbears ready their weapons and prepare to strike, the howling wind and swirling snow their only cover. They move into position, the Duergar still unaware of their presence. The moment is ripe for a surprise attack, and the Howlbears stand poised to bring justice to the thieves of Caer-Konig.

Party Options;

• You can enter combat now, and gain a surprise round

• You can rethink your strategy and continue following, hoping you are not spotted.

• You can retreat.

• You can try and get to the settlement ahead of them

Stars awarded

5 minutes have passed

Current Time: 10:17 AM

Date: Thirdday , 23 , Alturiak , 1742

Temperature: -45°

Current Phase: Exploration

Surprise Attack

The Howlbears, tracking the thieves' trail out of Caer-Konig, finally catch up to a sled pulled by an Ogre Zombie, flanked by two Duergar dwarves – one a wizard, the other a warrior. The party seizes the element of surprise.

Dorf Thimblerigger's Turn:

Dorf moves forward, his eyes blazing with fury. Muscles tensing and veins bulging with raw power, he bellows, "You’ll pay for your thievery, scum!" Charging at the Duergar wizard, axe raised high, he shouts, "DIE DIE DIE!!!"

Duergar Wizard's Ioun Stone reaction:

Indifferently, the wizard watches as Dorf's weapon arcs toward him. The faintly glowing Ioun stones orbiting his head flare with energy, and instantly, three identical duplicates spring into existence, each mirroring his movements perfectly, making it nearly impossible to identify the true target.

His axe cleaves through one of the wizard’s mirror images, shattering it into shards of light that dissipate into the cold air. The real wizard and his remaining duplicates smirk at Dorf's frustration.

Uptharr's Turn:

Uptharr moves closer, his eyes filled with determination. "By the light of Helm, your trickery ends here!" he declares, whirling his flail through the air and striking one of the mirror images. The duplicate shatters into a burst of magical light, leaving one more illusory form alongside the wizard. With a fervent cry, "Your magic is waning, wizard! Prepare to feel the wrath of Lathander!" Uptharr swings his bronze mace, smashing the final shimmering duplicate. The illusion shatters into radiant fragments, leaving the wizard exposed and vulnerable before him.

Azalie's Turn:

Azalie steps forward, muttering an incantation as she notches her blessed arrow. "You won’t get away," she says anxiously, releasing the arrow. It gleams with divine energy, shimmering with an aura of icy thorns. The arrow strikes the ogre zombie, dealing 16 points of searing radiant damage. The divine energy ignites, causing a burst of icy thorns to explode outward. "Shit! Let’s see what your stones can do now?" she mutters thoughtfully. The explosion engulfs the Duergar warrior and wizard, dealing 4 points of damage to each.

Mutt Bromwell's Turn:

Mutt, seeing the chaos, casts Shatter at the Duergar wizard. "A spellcaster! Take care of him first!" he shouts. An intense noise erupts around the wizard, who takes 3 points of damage after a successful save. Mutt then strums his lute, a powerful melody resonating through the snowy landscape. "Dorf, you’ve got this!" he calls, imbuing the barbarian with renewed vigor and determination through bardic inspiration.

Fizzbum Lilypad's Turn:

Fizzbum moves into position, gleefully casting Entangle at the group. "How nice of you to all stand together! Let’s see if I can keep you that way!" Thick vines spring up around the Duergar and Ogre Zombie. The Ogre struggles but fails its save, becoming ensnared by the vines. Fizzbum then casts Shillelagh on his staff, excitedly muttering, "All right, Lucky Staff! Let’s do this!" The wooden weapon glows with magical strength and power.

Ogre Zombie's Save:

The Ogre Zombie, ensnared by the vines, struggles but cannot break free.

As the surprise attack unfolds, the two Duergar dwarves shout to each other in their guttural language.

The warrior, eyes wide with shock, yells, "Grulnar! We're under attack! Get those spells ready!"'

The wizard, glancing around frantically, shouts back, "Hold them off, Durak! I'll deal with these pests. Defend the sled at all costs!"

Duergar Warrior's Save:

The Duergar warrior manages to evade the vines, remaining free and ready to fight.

Duergar Wizard's Save:

The Duergar wizard also avoids the grasping vines, remaining unentangled but fully aware of the threat before him.

The Howlbears stand ready, prepared to continue their assault as the Duergar regroup, barking commands in their guttural language. The wizard, now fully exposed, glares at his assailants, readying his next move amidst the chaos.

1 Round has passed

Current Time: 10:17 AM

Date: Thirdday , 23 , Alturiak , 1742

Temperature: -45°

Current Phase: Exploration

Round 1 - Duergar Sled

Duergar Wizard's Turn:

Bonus Action: Misty Step (Spell) Surprised, "You’ll regret crossing us, surface scum!" The Duergar wizard vanishes, reappearing on a rocky outcropping nearby, safely away from immediate melee threats.

Standard Action: Cast Hypnotic Pattern Excited, "Behold the wonders of the Underdark!" The wizard casts Hypnotic Pattern centered at T:60, L:45. A swirling, mesmerizing pattern of colors appears, affecting all but Azalie.

Save vs. Hypnotic Pattern:

• Uptharr: Success - Uptharr’s steadfast faith and discipline shield his mind from the spell’s influence. With a determined glare, he raises his flail, resolute in his mission to protect his comrades.

• Mutt Bromwell: Success - Mutt’s sharp mind and quick reflexes allow him to avert his gaze just in time, breaking free from the spell’s enchanting hold. He steadies himself, lute in hand, ready to counterattack.

• Dorf Thimblerigger: Success - Dorf shakes his head vigorously, his fury and rage grounding him as he resists the mesmerizing pull of the Hypnotic Pattern. He snarls in defiance, his grip on his axe tightening as he prepares to strike.

• Fizzbum Lilypad: Failure - Fizzbum’s eyes glaze over as the swirling, mesmerizing colors captivate his mind. He stands motionless, completely entranced and oblivious to the chaos unfolding around him.

Mutt Bromwell's Turn:

Move: Moved 5 feet Use an Object: Attempt to use Fizzbum’s face Anxiously, "Fizz! slap Snap slap out slap of slap it! slap" Fizzbum blinks rapidly as Mutt’s slaps break the spell’s effect. Shaking his head, he regains his senses, the hypnotic trance lifting. "Whoa, what a light show! Thanks, Mutt. Let’s turn these guys into mushroom fertilizer!" he says, grinning as he readies himself for the fight. Move: Moved 10 feet

Dorf Thimblerigger's Turn:

Move: Moved 5 feet

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Duergar Warrior Indifferently, Dorf roars in frustration as his target disappears and switches his rage to his next victim. Using Rage Bonus Damage, with a roar, Dorf charges at the Duergar warrior, his Dwarven Axe gleaming in the light. He swings with fierce determination, the blade biting deep into the warrior’s flesh and dealing 10 damage. The Duergar warrior grits his teeth, feeling the sting of the blow. "Cursed surface dweller!" he mutters under his breath, trying to defend himself against the relentless assault.

Bonus Action: Off-Hand Melee Attack at Duergar Warrior Angrily, Dorf rakes the Duergar with his off-hand strike, his frostclaw gauntlets slicing across the warrior’s chest. The sharp claws deal 3 damage plus 2 rage, for a total of 5 damage. The Duergar winces as the cold bites into his wound.

Mellon's Turn:

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Duergar Wizard Excited, "Mellon! Peck his eyes out!" Azalie points straight at the Duergar Wizard. "If it was Master, I would do it myself." Mellon, Azalie’s Blood Hawk companion, screeches and dives at the Duergar Wizard. Sensing the threat, the wizard quickly activates his Ioun Stones, and several mirror images of himself spring into existence. Mellon strikes with precision, his talons tearing through one of the duplicates. The illusion shatters into a burst of light, leaving the wizard and his remaining duplicates still in play.

Azalie's Turn:

Standard Action: Range Attack at Duergar Wizard Excited, Azalie holds her breath, hoping for a solid hit. Azalie takes aim with her bow, her blessed arrow gleaming with divine energy. She releases the arrow, and it flies true, striking the real Duergar wizard amidst his duplicates. The arrow pierces through his defenses, dealing 11 points of radiant damage. The wizard staggers, his concentration faltering under the searing impact of the blessed arrow.

Uptharr's Turn:

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Duergar Warrior Powerfully, "By the light of Helm, your tyranny ends here!" he declares with unwavering conviction. "Prepare to face justice, foul creature!" With a powerful swing, Uptharr’s flail connects with the Duergar warrior, dealing 10 points of damage. The impact sends the warrior reeling, struggling to maintain his footing.

Bonus Action: Off-Hand Melee Attack at Duergar Warrior Uptharr follows up with his off-hand strike, swinging his bronze mace with precision. The mace crashes into the Duergar warrior, dealing an additional 6 points of damage. The warrior staggers, clearly feeling the cumulative force of Uptharr’s relentless assault.

Fizzbum Lilypad's Turn:

Move: Moved 15 feet Standard Action: Cast Produce Flame at Duergar Warrior Delighted, "Hot Potato comin' atcha Mr. Doogie!" Fizzbum conjures a small flame in his hand, his eyes focused on the Duergar warrior. With a flick of his wrist, he throws the fireball, but the warrior easily sidesteps the attack. The flame misses its mark, fizzling out harmlessly against the snow.

Duergar Warrior's Turn:

Class Feature: Custom Spell (Second Wind) Angrily, "I won’t fall so easily, surface scum!" The Duergar warrior taps into his reserves of strength, grits his teeth and growls, feeling the invigorating surge of his Second Wind course through his body, mending some of his wounds. He regains 14 Hit Points.

Character Feature: Cast Enlarge Powerfully, "Time to show you the might of the Underdark!" The Duergar Warrior and all his equipment enlarge until the Dwarf stands towering over Dorf and Uptharr.

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Dorf Thimblerigger with Black Iron Axe of Blindness Angrily, "Feel the wrath of a true warrior, surface rat! Your end is near!" The axe cuts into Dorf, dealing 18 points of damage, but Dorf’s rage grants him resistance, reducing the damage to 9 points. As the magical axe cuts into the barbarian, Dorf feels his sight start to wane. He must make a DC 13 Constitution saving throw to avoid becoming blinded. Dorf Save vs. Blindness: Success - Dorf feels his sight start to wane, becoming blinded by the curse of the weapon. Thanks to Mutt's Bardic Inspiration, however, he Shrugs off the effect.

Extra Attack: Melee Attack at Dorf Thimblerigger The Duergar warrior follows up with a second powerful swing, but Dorf’s swift movements cause the attack to miss, the axe whiffing through the air harmlessly.

Ogre Zombie's Turn:

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Dorf Thimblerigger with Spiked Chains Indifferently, the Ogre zombie groans as it takes the spiked chains wrapped around its body and whirls them around to attack. The Ogre Zombie swings its massive spiked chains with a ferocious roar. The chains slam into Dorf with a bone-crunching force, dealing 13 points of damage. However, Dorf’s rage allows him to shrug off some of the impact, reducing the damage to 7 points.

Round Summary:

• Duergar Wizard:

• Took 11 points of radiant damage from Azalie's arrow.

• Duergar Warrior:

• Took 10 points of damage from Dorf's Dwarven Axe.

• Took 5 points of damage from Dorf's frostclaw gauntlet (3 physical + 2 rage).

• Took 10 points of damage from Uptharr's flail.

• Took 6 points of damage from Uptharr's bronze mace.

• Total Damage Taken: 31 points

• Dorf Thimblerigger:

• Took 9 points of damage from the Duergar warrior's Black Iron Axe of Blindness.

• Took 7 points of damage from the Ogre Zombie's spiked chains.

• Total Damage Taken: 16 points

• Condition: Blinded

• Fizzbum Lilypad:

• Entranced by Hypnotic Pattern but later snapped out of it by Mutt.

• No damage taken.

• Mutt Bromwell:

• No damage taken.

• Uptharr:

• No damage taken.

• Mellon:

• No damage taken.

• Ogre Zombie:

• No damage taken.

2 Rounds have passed

Current Time: 10:17 AM

Date: Thirdday , 23 , Alturiak , 1742

Temperature: -45°

Current Phase: Exploration

Round 3 - Duergar Sled

Duergar Wizard (Grulnar):

Bonus Action: Custom Spell (Teleport)

"You’ll regret crossing us, surface scum!" The Duergar wizard vanishes, reappearing on a rocky outcropping nearby, safely away from immediate melee threats.

Standard Action: Cast Hypnotic Pattern

"Behold the wonders of the Underdark!" The wizard casts Hypnotic Pattern, affecting all but Azalie.

Save vs. Hypnotic Pattern:

• Uptharr: Success - Uptharr’s steadfast faith and discipline shield his mind from the spell’s influence. With a determined glare, he raises his flail, resolute in his mission to protect his comrades.

• Mutt Bromwell: Success - Mutt’s sharp mind and quick reflexes allow him to avert his gaze just in time, breaking free from the spell’s enchanting hold. He steadies himself, lute in hand, ready to counterattack.

• Dorf Thimblerigger: Success - Dorf shakes his head vigorously, his fury and rage grounding him as he resists the mesmerizing pull of the Hypnotic Pattern. He snarls in defiance, his grip on his axe tightening as he prepares to strike.

• Fizzbum Lilypad: Failure - Fizzbum’s eyes glaze over as the swirling, mesmerizing colors captivate his mind. He stands motionless, completely entranced and oblivious to the chaos unfolding around him.

Mutt's Turn:

Move: Moved 5 feet

Use an Object: Attempt to use Fizzbum’s face

"Fizz! slap Snap slap out slap of slap it! slap" Fizzbum blinks rapidly as Mutt’s slaps break the spell’s effect. Shaking his head, he regains his senses, the hypnotic trance lifting. "Whoa, what a light show! Thanks, Mutt. Let’s turn these guys into mushroom fertilizer!" he says, grinning as he readies himself for the fight.

Move: Moved 10 feet

Dorf Thimblerigger's Turn:

Move: Moved 5 feet

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Duergar Warrior

Indifferently, Dorf roars in frustration as his target disappears and switches his rage to his next victim. Using Rage Bonus Damage, Dorf charges at the Duergar warrior, his Dwarven Axe gleaming in the light. The blade bites deep into the warrior’s flesh, dealing 10 damage. "Cursed surface dweller!" the Duergar mutters, trying to defend himself against the relentless assault.

Bonus Action: Off-Hand Melee Attack at Duergar Warrior

Angrily, Dorf rakes the Duergar with his off-hand strike, his frostclaw gauntlets slicing across the warrior’s chest. The sharp claws deal 5 damage plus 2 rage, for a total of 7 damage.

Mellon's Turn:

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Duergar Wizard

"Mellon! Peck his eyes out!" Azalie points straight at the Duergar Wizard. "If it was Master, I would do it myself." Mellon, Azalie’s Blood Hawk companion, screeches and dives at the Duergar Wizard. The wizard quickly activates his Ioun Stones, and several mirror images of himself spring into existence. Mellon strikes with precision, his talons tearing through one of the duplicates. The illusion shatters into a burst of light, leaving the wizard and his remaining duplicates still in play.

Azalie's Turn:

Standard Action: Range Attack at Duergar Wizard

Excited, Azalie holds her breath, hoping for a solid hit. She takes aim with her bow, her blessed arrow gleaming with divine energy. She releases the arrow, but it whizzes past the wizard, missing its mark.

Uptharr's Turn:

Bonus Action: Cast Thunderous Smite on his flail

"By the might of Helm, let the thunder of justice roar! You face the power of the storm, villain!" Uptharr’s flail begins to glow with a crackling energy as he whirls it around.

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Duergar Warrior

"Feel the power of the storm, villain! By Helm's mighty hand, I smite thee!" 

Uptharr’s flail connects with the Duergar Warrior, dealing 9 damage plus 5 damage for Thunderous Smite, and 11 damage for Divine Smite, for a total of 25 damage. The battlefield shakes with a loud boom of thunder. The Duergar staggers but succeeds his Strength save, preventing him from being knocked back.

Fizzbum Lilypad's Turn:

Move: Moved 15 feet

Standard Action: Cast Produce Flame at Duergar Warrior

"Hot potato coming atcha, big guy!" Fizzbum conjures a small flame in his hand and throws it at the Duergar Warrior. The flame strikes the warrior, dealing 5 points of fire damage, knocking the Duergar below 0 HP.

Duergar Warrior's Final Words:

"Grulnar... avenge me... don't let them... win..." the Duergar gasps as he collapses to the ground, unconscious and defeated.

Ogre Zombie's Turn:

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Dorf with Spiked Chains

The Ogre Zombie swings its massive spiked chain with terrifying force, the weapon crashing into Dorf with a sickening thud. Despite the immense pain, Dorf's rage grants him the resilience to shrug off some of the damage, reducing the impact. The halfling grits his teeth, standing firm against the monstrous assault. The chains slam into Dorf with a bone-crunching force, dealing 20 points of damage. However, thanks to Dorf's rage and damage resistance, he only takes 10 points.

Damage and Effects Summary:

• Duergar Warrior (Durak):

• Took 10 damage from Dorf's Dwarven Axe.

• Took 7 damage from Dorf's frostclaw gauntlets.

• Took 9 damage from Uptharr's flail.

• Took 5 damage from Thunderous Smite.

• Took 11 damage from Divine Smite.

• Took 5 fire damage from Fizzbum's Produce Flame.

• Total Damage Taken: 47 points (knocked below 0 HP)

• Duergar Wizard (Grulnar):

• No damage taken this round.

• Successfully teleported and cast Hypnotic Pattern.

• Uptharr:

• No damage taken this round.

• Successfully resisted the effects of Hypnotic Pattern.

• Mutt Bromwell:

• No damage taken this round.

• Successfully resisted the effects of Hypnotic Pattern.

• Dorf Thimblerigger:

• Took 20 damage from the Ogre Zombie's spiked chains, reduced to 10 damage due to rage.

• Successfully resisted the effects of Hypnotic Pattern.

• Fizzbum Lilypad:

• No damage taken this round.

• Was entranced by Hypnotic Pattern but snapped out of it by Mutt.

• Azalie:

• No damage taken this round.

• Mellon:

• No damage taken this round.

• Ogre Zombie:

• No damage taken this round.

3 Rounds have passed

Current Time: 10:17 AM

Date: Thirdday , 23 , Alturiak , 1742

Temperature: -45°

Current Phase: Exploration

Round 4 - Duergar Sled

Turn Summary:

Duergar Wizard's Turn:

Standard Action: Cast Fireball centered on T:55, L:60

"You will pay dearly for this! Feel the fiery wrath of the Underdark!" 

Mutt's Reaction: Class Feature: Using Cutting Words at Duergar Wizard

"Hey, wizard! I`ve seen better spells from a drunken kobold!" Mutt's words distract the Wizard just enough to cause him to lose potency on his spell, reducing the fireball's damage by 3 points.

The fireball explodes, engulfing the battlefield in flames. Azalie, Fizzbum, Mutt, and Dorf manage to reduce the impact, taking 16, 16, 16, and 8 points of damage respectively. Uptharr is hit with full force, taking 31 points of damage. The Ogre Zombie also halves the damage, taking 16 points. Grulnar glares at Mutt and snarls, "You insolent bard! Your mocking words won’t save you for long!"

Save Throws to Fireball:

Azalie's Save:

Save Throw: Success (Save vs. Fireball)

Azalie dives to the side with remarkable agility, managing to evade the worst of the blast, taking 16 points of damage.

Uptharr's Save:

Save Throw: Failure (Save vs. Fireball)

The fireball hits Uptharr with full force, engulfing him in searing flames. The paladin staggers from the intense heat, taking 31 points of damage.

Fizzbum's Save:

Save Throw: Success (Save vs. Fireball)

Fizzbum quickly reacts and manages to make his save, taking 16 points of damage from the searing heat.

Mutt's Save:

Save Throw: Success (Save vs. Fireball)

Mutt, seeing the fireball erupt, reacts swiftly and manages to make his save, taking 16 points of damage.

Dorf's Save:

Save Throw: Success (Save vs. Fireball)

Dorf, caught in the fireball's blast, makes his save throw, reducing the damage to 8 points due to his Path of the Totem Warrior of the Bear.

Mutt's Turn:

Bonus Action: Cast Healing Word at Dorf Thimblerigger

"Ugh…that the best you got Wizard? cough" Mutt quickly casts Healing Word on Dorf, restoring 10 HP.

Standard Action: Cast Vicious Mockery at Ogre Zombie

"Even on fire you’re not very bright, eh?" Mutt's taunting words cut through the chaos, and the Ogre Zombie takes 1 point of psychic damage, gaining disadvantage on its next turn.

Ogre Zombie's Save:

Save Throw: Failure (Save vs. Vicious Mockery)

The Ogre Zombie, already reeling from the fireball, fails its save throw.

Dorf Thimblerigger's Turn:

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Ogre Zombie with Dwarven Hand Axe +1

Angrily, Using Rage Bonus Damage. The axe connects with devastating force, dealing 22 points of damage with a critical hit.

Off-Hand Melee Attack: Frostclaw Gauntlet

Angrily, Using Rage Bonus Damage. Dorf swings his frostclaw gauntlet, dealing 6 points of damage.

Move: Moved from T45 L60 to T40 L55

Mellon's Turn:

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Duergar Wizard with Beak

Indifferently, “Try and take an ear. I want a souvenir.” Mellon swoops down with a fierce cry, but his strike only hits one of the mirror images.

Azalie's Turn:

Standard Action: Range Attack at Duergar Wizard with Azalie's Bow

Delighted, "Haha Mutt, the ogre is already dead. Let’s turn him into ogre stew." Azalie aims her bow at the Duergar Wizard, but the string snaps, causing her to stumble and fall prone in the snow below. The arrow flies harmlessly into the air.

Uptharr's Turn:

Move: Moved from T50 L60 to T45 L60

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Ogre Zombie with Uptharr's Flail

Delighted, "By Helm’s holy light, it’s time to smite and set right! Prepare yourself for a divine spanking, foul creature!" He swings his flail, smashing the Ogre Zombie for 12 damage, but the Ogre Zombie’s Undead Fortitude keeps it standing.

Off-Hand Melee Attack: Bronze Mace

Bewildered, "Alright, you stubborn pile of bones, let’s see if a second helping of holy justice does the trick!" Uptharr connects with the zombie, dealing 5 points of damage, but the Ogre Zombie makes its save throw and remains on its feet.

Ogre Zombie's Save:

Save Throw: Success (Save vs. Deathblow)

The Ogre Zombie, reeling from Uptharr's blow, groans and staggers but does not fall.

Fizzbum Lilypad's Turn:

Standard Action: Cast Produce Flame at Ogre Zombie

Fearfully, "Sun’s going down big guy... Time to let it go!" Fizzbum conjures a small flame and hurls it at the Ogre Zombie, dealing 5 points of damage. The Ogre Zombie’s Undead Fortitude keeps it standing.

Save Throw: Success (Save vs. Deathblow)

The Ogre takes the flame from Fizzbum to the head, but just groans and keeps coming at the party.

Bonus Action: Cast Healing Word at Uptharr

Nervously, "Anybody got some Aloe Vera!?" Fizzbum casts Healing Word, restoring 10 hit points to Uptharr.

Ogre Zombie's Turn:

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Uptharr with Spiked Chains

Sternly, "Must... crush... shiny man..." The staggering Ogre Zombie, driven by rage and decay, swings its spiked chains wildly at Uptharr. However, in its unsteady state, it loses control of its weapon and swings wildly, missing.

Damage Summary for This Round:

Duergar Wizard (Grulnar):

• No damage taken.

Azalie:

• Took 16 points of damage from the fireball.

Uptharr:

• Took 31 points of damage from the fireball.

• Healed 10 HP from Fizzbum's Healing Word.

Fizzbum:

• Took 16 points of damage from the fireball.

Mutt Bromwell:

• Took 16 points of damage from the fireball.

Dorf Thimblerigger:

• Took 8 points of damage from the fireball.

• Healed 10 HP from Mutt's Healing Word.

Ogre Zombie:

• Took 16 points of damage from the fireball.

• Took 1 point of psychic damage from Mutt's Vicious Mockery.

• Took 22 points of damage from Dorf's Dwarven Hand Axe +1.

• Took 6 points of damage from Dorf's Frostclaw Gauntlet.

• Took 12 points of damage from Uptharr's Flail.

• Took 5 points of damage from Uptharr's Bronze Mace.

• Took 5 points of damage from Fizzbum's Produce Flame.

• Total Damage Taken: 67 points

Mellon:

• No damage taken.

4 Rounds have passed

Current Time: 10:17 AM

Date: Thirdday , 23 , Alturiak , 1742

Temperature: -45°

Current Phase: Exploration

Round 5 - Duergar Sled

Duergar Wizard's Turn:

Standard Action: Cast Stinking Cloud centered on T:50, L:50

"You wretched surface dwellers will choke on your own misery!" Furious at the relentless assault, the Duergar Wizard Grulnar conjures a sinister, yellow-green mist and casts Stinking Cloud, enveloping the battlefield in a nauseating, choking fog.

Bonus Action: Cast Misty Step

"This isn’t over. I will see you again!" With a quick incantation, Grulnar teleports 30 feet away to a safer position.

Move: Moved from T40 L70 to T10 L70, running further away from the battle.

Mutt's Turn:

Save Throw: Success (Save vs. Stinking Cloud)

Mutt avoids being affected by the Stinking Cloud.

Move: Moved from T100 L35 to T55 L50.

Standard Action: Use an Object - Potion of Healing

"I’m afraid this story only has one chapter, friend." Mutt drinks a healing potion, restoring 10 hit points

Dorf's Turn:

Save Throw: Success (Save vs. Stinking Cloud)

Dorf rerolls and avoids the effects of the Stinking Cloud.

Move: Moved from T75 L55 to T55 L60, then from T55 L60 to T50 L60.

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Ogre Zombie with Dwarven Hand Axe +1

"Die, you stupid ogre!!!" Using Rage Bonus Damage and Reckless Attack, Dorf swings his axe with deadly precision, slicing into the Ogre Zombie and dealing 11 points of damage. The zombie saves against the deathblow and remains on its feet.

Off-Hand Melee Attack: Frostclaw Gauntlet

Angrily, Using Rage Bonus Damage and Reckless Attack, Dorf follows up with a swift rake from his frostclaw gauntlet, tearing into the undead flesh and dealing 10 points of damage. Mutt’s Cutting Words causes the Ogre Zombie to fail its save, and the damage takes full effect, destroying the undead. The Ogre Zombie collapses to the ground, finally defeated.

Ogre Zombie's Save:

Save Throw: Failure (Save vs. Deathblow)

The Ogre Zombie succumbs to the damage from Dorf’s frostclaw gauntlet and falls, dead once more.

Mellon's Turn:

Move: Moved from T65 L75 to T15 L70.

Standard Action: Melee Attack at Duergar Wizard with Beak

Mellon pursues the Wizard and attempts to peck him again, but the wizard evades the attack.

Azalie's Turn:

Save Throw: Failure (Save vs. Stinking Cloud)

Azalie succumbs to the Stinking Cloud and spends her turn retching.

Fizzbum's Turn:

Move: Moved from T100 L65 to T95 L70, then from T95 L70 to T75 L70.

Standard Action: Cast Melf's Acid Arrow at Duergar Wizard

"You’re not getting away that easy, Mr. Stinky pants!" Fizzbum casts Melf's Acid Arrow at the fleeing wizard. The arrow hits the real wizard, dealing 11 points of acid damage.

Duergar Wizard's Turn:

Save Throw: Failure (Save to break concentration from Acid damage)

The wizard winces in pain and struggles to maintain his concentration on the Stinking Cloud, causing the cloud to dissipate.

5 Rounds have passed

Current Time: 10:17 AM

Date: Thirdday , 23 , Alturiak , 1742

Temperature: -45°

Current Phase: Exploration

Returning to Town

The party quickly gathers themselves, looting the fallen Duergar and securing the crate of supplies. With their task accomplished, they begin their descent back down the snowy mountain path towards Caer-Konig. The journey is arduous, the cold biting at their faces, but their spirits are lifted by the success of their mission. The sled dogs move steadily, pulling the crate of supplies through the snow as the party makes their way back to the town. As they approach Caer-Konig, the warm lights of the Northern Light inn come into view, a welcoming sight against the harsh tundra backdrop.

At the Northern Light:

Entering the Northern Light, the party is greeted by the concerned faces of the innkeepers, the Shorard sisters, and the town speaker, Trovus. They eagerly ask about the party's findings.

"We tracked the thieves to close to their hideout and managed to recover this crate of supplies," Explains Mutt. "We had a tough battle with an ogre zombie and some Duergar, but we prevailed. Unfortunately, the Duergar wizard escaped, but we know he's out there."

Trovus nods, his expression serious. "Duergar. What in the hell do those underground filth want with our humble fishing village." Trovus thinks and shakes his head, "Good work. But we need to find the rest of the stolen goods, including the lantern the sisters are missing."

The sisters look at the party with pleading eyes. "That lantern means a lot to us," Says Cori.

"Please, will you track down the rest of the stolen items and bring our lantern back? You are welcome to stay at the inn as long as you need to rest and recover," says Allie, as she walks up to Mutt with a warm smile.

"Thank you for all you've done so far," she says softly, her eyes twinkling. "Here, have something to eat and drink. You must be exhausted." Allie first hands Mutt a steaming bowl of stew and a drink, her fingers brushing his as she does. "We really appreciate your help," she adds, lingering for a moment and giving him a playful wink.

The party exchanges glances, understanding the importance of the task ahead. With a renewed sense of duty, they prepare to head out again, determined to recover the remaining stolen goods and bring peace back to Caer-Konig.

It is about noon in Caer-Konig . Decide how long you wish to rest before heading back up the mountain. Make sure you get all your supplies put in order before we leave town again - get all your shopping done, spells memorized etc. I have activated long rest mode.

In your next post - include any dialogue interactions you wish to have with any of the townsfolk. You can make up to 2 skill checks to accomplish things in town which includes gathering more information,

+120 Free Time Awarded

+1 Reputation earned in Caer-Konig

XP awarded

2 hours have passed

Current Time: 12:19 PM

Date: Thirdday , 23 , Alturiak , 1742

Temperature: -45°

Current Phase: Exploration

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