Hammerfists of Aladrov

Please don't be a dragon... SHIT ITS A DRAGON!
August 12th Session

Another day, another adventure awaits.

As I head down from my room in the Fallworth tavern I notice our good friend Dartanian has finally shown up again. I don’t know where he went, but I’m glad he is back, I don’t like it when any of our companions wander off. The barkeep was nice enough to give us a little more backstory about the missing boy; I hope he is okay. God’s is it ever hard to focus on him talking… The buzzing is growing stronger and the whispers don’t stop! What does it all mean!? I need to shut it out with some of Metissa’s finest. Finally we set out for Henrietta’s home, the boys lover, and finally I can spark my pipe. While speaking with Henrietta she keeps bringing up thunderstorms but all I could think about was my beloved Vohania. I remember the days of our young love. Now I really hope Quinton is okay! We say our farewells and head off to investigate Quinton’s home. I don’t know why Thia can’t stand the place, it seems quite homey. We didn’t get any clues about the boys whereabouts but I was able to find a stash of excellent devils weed! How a farmer boy like him got a hold of such quality I’ll never know. Maybe he just had a bad trip and ran for the hills? Oh well, finders keepers.

After a nice stroll we made it to Baylon’s farm. Cori’s tiger immediately starts herding and playing with the cows. The way he pounced around, even making one feign death, was hilarious. I could barely contain my laughter. So I knock on the farmers door and call out for Baylon… shit his name was Daylon! How could I forget so easily? The party questions him about Quinton and we learn three important things. One, Quinton is not a wizard, just a fellow toker. Two, the strange thunderstorms always bring about these strange burnt circles and missing cows. And three, Daylon cannot handle his devils weed; but I sure am glad Mick made him smoke some, that was hilarious even if the rest of the party didn’t think so. Daylon then starts babbling on about the town being cursed, I am not high enough to really believe him and neither is the rest of my friends it seems. Well except for Cori because she starts mooing at all the cows. I don’t know what the hell is going on but she seemed to be having a deep conversation with these cows because she later explained that they saw some winged beast take away the other cows and the boy. Thia keeps telling us that it must be a storm dragon. I doubt it would be though. Don’t they have better things to do than eat cows? Of course we have to wait for the beast to come back though. We have to protect this town and find the boy!

Cori and I have the right idea and head to the barn, Mick and Nomak just stand out there in the field. I hope they have a plan… Shortly after, it starts raining intensely. This is it, time to find the cause of the mysterious disappearances. Before we see anything we all hear this thunderous laughter and a huge lightning ball heading straight for Mick and Nomak. The lucky bastards dodge it. Fucking hell, Thia was right, its a fucking storm dragon. The sight of such a dangerous beast is magnificent and sobering. As my companions start attacking, I can feel the buzzing in my head grow stronger. Nomak and Mick are crazy I swear. All I can see from the barn is Mick flying through the air, sword first, at the dragon. Unfortunately Mick isn’t very nimble and he falls flat. I run out of the barn instinctively to help out and actually manage to hit the dragon! The bastard grabbed me though and lifted me higher and higher. Thankfully I traded some devil’s weed for this magic ring or else I would have been killed! This dragon is tougher than I imagined. He almost killed Cori and Soriah, which I will ensure he suffers for. After a long, deadly battle, the bastard flew off. I can’t believe a dragon is running away from us. We can’t let him escape.

Thanks to Cori’s expert tracking we were able to find the dragons cave. Immediately we enter, although bloodied and bruised we have to press on. Of course there are fucking traps, I hate traps. How does a dragon even make these things? After dealing with some more damn traps we finally found the bastard. He was waiting for us and blasted us with his lightning. God’s this hurts. I can barely breathe, and I can’t open my eyes. Where is the buzzing, where is the whispering? Some peace and quiet finally… maybe death isn’t so bad after all. I’m up again, Nomak gave me a potion I think. What a good friend he is. But all around me is destruction. The dead dragon and a dead Mick. I don’t agree with what he did, but he was my friend. How can everyone loot this cave and carve the dragon like someone didn’t just die here? Fuck, I can’t save everyone but I have to! I can’t keep letting my friends die like this. There has to be something I can do. As I sit beside Mick with my head in my arms I can feel the whispers grow louder, seemingly angrier. Normally I would smoke them away but this time is different. I need to figure this out. I need to harness the power of the great old one if I want to keep my friends alive, and I will do whatever it takes!

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Memoirs of Thia Tal'Dorei
Section 1: The beginning of the darkness

Im not really sure what I am doing.

Honestly I have never written in a diary before.

I have always been taught to write down what I have observed and learned.

I have seen Mick and Cori write compulsively in their notebooks. Surely they have not observed or learned more than I.
Especially not Mick. I wonder if they are writing a book. Maybe I shall too so that scholars can read of my travels.

I don’t know what to think.

First the thief dies, and now the drunk dies… I know I am supposed to grieve. I don’t know how.

I have always considered myself a passionate person, my people love me and believe me to be fair. But how am I to be fair if I morn those who have wronged the world?

All of this fighting has led us to little good. Who are we helping? Are we helping evil?
Is this what ruling is about?

I probably should be writing down events. That is how the great stories are told… Ok so here it goes. Where to start… I guess I will start with my thievery.

I stole a bow for Cori. What type of name is Cori anyways? I guess her name is Corqueama, but she never goes by that. Where I come from only little boys shorten their name. Maybe her uncle trained her as a son?

But I digress. We stole the bow and tome. Brought it back to the Shade, Mick battled for his treachery and won.

I had never felt so anxious before in my life. Am I now a villain? I helped steal for evil in order to bring a thief back to life. Have I been blinded by heroism and not seen the darkness coming over me?

I have found myself tongue tied by dubiety. How am I to rule when I am a villain myself?

Luckily I was not the only one who felt the obligation to do justice for the less fortunate. So we set off to find the Quinton boy.

We speak with his lover, I must add that she was quite young and unwed to the missing boy, so it is probable that she was not his only lover.The young lady is forthcoming even when she knows we are aware of her promiscuity, so she gives us directions to the farm.

At the farm the little gnome tampers with our farmers mind, making details hazy for him. Luckily this is not the first time I have dealt with those who are missing intellect. So I am able to get him to guide us to the burnt patches.

Corqueama’s (I just cant call her Cori) knowledge of giants came in use and I was able to rule out a cloud giant and then it hit me. It was a Storm Dragon.
But of course we have a dud, a drunk, the thief hasn’t been seen for awhile, the paladin seems to be interested in the druggie, so none of them head my warning about the storm dragon. Even the other elf! She gets up higher in a loft making herself easy access to this dragon!

He arrives, as I predicted and the battle ensues.

Corqueama does a massive amount of damage to the dragon.. has she turned evil?
I am able to make a few hits, but I will admit the dragon was very fast.
Corvyn was able to take care of himself after getting abducted.

My blink spell failed me and I too got abducted. I used all of my training in that moment to use my blink, of course I knew if I could not land back on the dragon the consequences could be catastrophic, but there was no choice. I couldn’t read his mind and I had no movement to attack him at that moment. Plus even I cannot survive the jaws of a dragon if he so chose to use them.

My years of training paid off. I come back and down I go, I tried to go higher to give me more time to react, but alas gravity is more powerful than my magic. I will have to train for such situation and not let it get the better of my again.

The pain was terrible, but as uncle says, physical pain is nothing compared to the pain that rains down when evil prevails.

The Dragon was gone. The forest elf had methods of hunting him so off we went.
I should have spoken up. There was too much damage and too little time to fight a dragon in his lair without fatalities.

I had to stay back. I would give my life to fight evil, but sometimes rushed decisions are devastating. The cat stayed with me, I will say I do like him.

We heard terrible screams and both started running, unfortunately animal instincts sometimes overtake ones senses and fog reality.

The smell was terrible. I will never forget it. I much like that cat. I will never forget those sounds.

Mick is gone, I supposed we will deal with evil again to bring him back… This is all for good right?

How am I to be an authority figure when I am of evil?
How am I to tell others not to do, when I have done?
My thoughts are overwhelming.
I must quit for today.

Farewell.

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Cori's Journal
The Heist Part 2

Well after the countless hours of planning, we were finally ready to set the plans in motion. In payment for raising Vax (that little shit) from the ground, we have to steal this manual of some sort from a collector. Luckily, when I went with Thia to scout out the place, I was able to see all the items he collected. And oh my god! I almost killed him right then and there to get that bow. I, of course, would never kill anyone outright like that, but the thought definitely crossed my mind. I need to have that bow.

So, after all our planning we began the heist. Vax, Thia and Mick went through the sewers to get access to the house, I was on the roofs scouting out the area, and ready in case they needed a quick escape, my beautiful Soriah was doing the same thing on the ground, and Nomak was ready to be a distraction to the guards. A pretty damn fine plan if I do say so myself.

The three sewer dwellers went first, and thank god they had Thia. She was able to spot a trap and get everyone around it. Once they got to the door, Vax made quick work of the lock, and they were able to get access into the house. Thank god for that nifty new spell I have. Everyone was very sneaky throughout the entire night.

In the house, Vax and Thia were able to get through the bedroom (he sleeps like a freaking stone), leaving Mick to keep an eye on sleeping beauty. I’m not sure if I would have done that. I don’t know if you noticed, but Mick has a little bit of a temper. Although I will say, he definitely has the right idea about booze.

With Thia and Vax upstairs, they were able to work together through magic and shady tricks to get the manual case open. When they went to get the bow, Vax kept breaking his lock picks. I was most definitely getting nervous. I needed that bow. But then the beautiful Thia took her bow and shattered that glass to smithereens. THEY GOT MY BOW!

Now of course, hell broke loose after that. Balthazar woke up and Mick tackled him. He literally started beating the shit out of him. Even I could see the blood splattering on the windows from his face. As Thia and Vax ran by, Thia tried to grab Mick and he punched her right in the face!!! Oh boy shes going to be livid. She’s going to give him the cold shoulder for weeks.

Luckily, as the guards were about to come running in, Nomak ran out to them. I couldn’t believe it. He said “I can be a guard too” and they accepted it. Then he threw a card on the ground and a stone golem appeared. Those guards turned tail and ran.

After all that shit, we all got out safely and ended back at out inn. As soon as we got there, I got my hands on that beautiful Oak bow. It was made for me. I can’t wait to go use it. And then of course, the book was opened. Whatever the hell that book is for, I never want to see it opened again.

We headed to the Shade after a slight rest. As we sat at the table, she had such a smug look as she took the book. But regardless of how I feel about her, Nomak got Griff back. That made me almost as happy as the bow did.

And then the curve arrow. All those deaths and explosions? Yup, that was Mick. We are going to have a serious talk with him if we get out of this alive. Of course, the Shade put him in the pits to fight a half orc. Luckily, he kicked ass. The Shade sent us on our way.

Thia and I decided it would be a good idea to go help the farmer after that. We need to lay low and possibly get the people of Ardania on our side. It took a while to convince Mick and Vax, but we obviously got out way.

As soon as we got back to the town, we found out that the lovely innkeep was VAX’S MOTHER!? After a few words exchanged (she can really put him in his place) they left to go discuss matters in private. Once we all wake up tomorrow, I am going to confront him about leaving a loving woman like that with no indication of where he was.

But for now, more wine!

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Vax's Journal
An illusion to die for.

I would say I’m killing it, but I’m a zombie. Day 02 of being dead-Hasn’t grown on me yet. Nomak woke me up in Thallworth, we’re in a tavern. I don’t even have time to groan for brains before Mick puts me in a trunk. Dick. Mick’s a Dick. I heard some commotion with Thea outside and some rustling, I think I’m in a bag. Shit’s dark. Might reach Ardania today if we pitter-patter.
We spoke to Thesmea the barmaid before we left and she warned them about wearing orange and blue in Ardania, since those are colours of rival factions. If they only knew. We were filled in on the nieghbouring faction too, Korim. Place is run by Dwarves, and Dwarves being dwarves aren’t really liked by the rest of the populace. Oh and they worship Mallorith and like Synderforge Ale. 3 guesses as to which party member bought a cask of it. (Hint: their name rhymes with “prick”.) The barmaid also gave them some sob story about magic and a missing farmboy, but thankfully they headed to Ardania (but not before Thea took my disguise kit. I expect it back. She looks like one of us now- dash of red and white was all it took.) As they marched up to the gates of Ardania, it swung open before them. Guess the disguise worked. I heard them gasp and point out features of Ardanians- cobblestoned roads, corsets, feathers in hats, dancing, singing. Welcome to my house.

Through the uncomfortable layers of rope/trunk/bag, I heard Mick express surprise that Ardania and Korum got along so well, considering Korum wiped out Kala-Zanzibar(which is now the land of Zindor, if you failed history class). They must have stopped gawping, since Cori says she’s heading to the busty barmaid (aka my childhood), and I heard Corvyn yell for her to wait. Thea mutters something about the Rose Petal Palace and strides off, while Mick calls Nomak over to check out the Sun. I hear Cori’s nasally “waiiiiit guuuuys” followed by 2 sets of footsteps, so the group must be heading to the Rose Petal palace. I later found out that they split up…

Corvyn told us later that he went to the Bard’s College, in search of the smartest prof/bard for some information, while Zealdor wanted to ask him about his little cult (ahem, religion). He was referred to Kristof, but that’s not an option anymore. Last I checked, a dead man strung up might have a hard time playing the 12-bar blues. Other than Kristof, he was also referred to professor Ray Daynton, and Lynn Benson.

Meanwhile, the rest headed to the temple of Lastai. They met a Lord of the Divine, who described himself as a Brighton. Cori tried to convince the priest that I told her about Lastai, and it went about as well as you’d think. Mick took the direct route, and they learned that in exchange for a gold donation, a ritual will be performed during the Harvest Moon, and ain’t nobody had time for that, it was 9 months away. The priest then leaned in and said ‘You seek the Shade…." and walked away. Typical Ardanians. This was relayed to the entire group, and of course Nomak yells out loud “ANY OF YALL KNOW THE ”/characters/shade" class=“wiki-content-link”>SHADE?", which caused the entire church to stop and stare at them. Cori played it off like Nomak was looking for his shadow though. I’ll give this one to Cori- she sprung into action and played it off well. (Still could do without her dumb cat though.). They then made for the exit.

Back in the college of the whispered song, Corvyn and Zealdor tracked down Ray Daynton and asked him some questions. They learned that asking about ancient deities in a bard college wasn’t the most fruitful source of knowledge. Zealdor learned that there might be a church of Larstai in Kaarthus, and convinced Ray to investigate for them. WHen they asked about the Shade…Ray got paranoid. Like he knew something. He informed them about the Thieve’s Guild as well as the Shadow Guild, as well as pointed them to the Blood and Vine tavern. Ray also told them to come back in 48 hours, so Corvyn left him a little gift on their way back to the group so they can head to the Blood and Vine.

Over to the Blood and Vine they went, after 30 minutes of searching. But first, the ladies went shopping to…shell we say, “blend in”. They told me that there weren’t many people, which I didn’t find surprising. Not the kind of place most of my people would go (right up my alley though). They talked to Leeroy (fuckin’ Leeroy…) and his wife, and then promptly asked about the Shade. Wouldn’t you know it, the reaction they got didn’t get them killed! It actually led them somewhere this time-Leeroy’s wife led them down the ol’ secret hideaway, behind some curtains. SHe took em to the old secret bar- you know, the one where they didn’t care what colours you wore, as long as you weren’t a dwarf. (Cori also boasted that she checked and made sure there wasn’t any danger. Settle down ther, I believe you contributed.) They spied a hooded individual and Mick, being Mick, made his way over to him, drawing the attention of everyone in the bar. Later, Mick would tell me this hooded guy had a tail. And the hooded guy wasn’t a guy at all. Or a human. And she had friends.

The group sat down with this Tiefling, and Mick (once again, being Mick) just went for the jugular-he confirmed she was the “Shade” they were looking for. Five hundred and twelve. The Shade knew who we were- news travels fast, it seems. They tried to bargain with information, and turned up with “I’m looking for some fools”. Turns out, the Shade wanted information-a book, to be specific. Oh, and she ruled this side of the city. Sure, lady. The book in question was located at a collector’s house- well guarded, because of course it is. Collector went by the name of “Balthezarr”. “What say we make a deal? You resurrect our friend, we get you your book.”. But the Shade wanted collateral- Grif. Oh yeah, we named Nomak’s griffin “Grif”. A binding contract was drafted up: they get the book in exchange for my miraculous return. Here’s the catch- they had 4 days. And (fuck me), the Shade wanted to play a game to negotiate this contract-if they won, I’d get brought back to life, and we can keep the bird. If they lost, the Shade takes the bird for collateral. Personally, I don’t give a shit- I get resurrected either way. The game was called “Petals around the rose”- I can’t go into too much detail, but long story short-they lost. The Shade held on to the bird, the contract was signed, and their fate was sealed.

Zealdor was to be the one to bring me back-tie my soul back into my body. This was to be done by way of scroll-the Shade would pass over a scroll that would help it out. They required a Diamond as well as something to convince my soul to come back to this mortal coil. Mick made a promise to me, and lo and behold, I get to hear how much he misses me. (I’m making sure he never forgets this. Like, recite it at his wedding). BUT., here’s where it gets interesting- Cori, remebering a song I sang for the party to score some gold, had to sing it. (I’m DEFINITELY getting that memory back for her wedding). And Thea tempted my soul with gold! She knows me so well. Nomak addressed me “You’re a bad thief, but you’re a part of my fellowship, and I will do what it takes to get you back”. Backhanded sentiment, but better than nothing. Anyways, a few revelations later, yours truly is back.

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Vax's Downfall - Mick's Journal
Session 12

God this city is packed. I bet there is some nice booze around the corner. I should probably get some equipment before that though. Don’t know what I’ll do when the booze is flowing and I want a good deal before I piss anyone off.

I want a grilled lambs leg.

God these bank employees suck. Don’t we work for the Queen and they are treating us like assholes. Wish that fancy Elf lady Thia would speak up and give them shit.

I really wanna just chop this short Murdock dudes head off.

Fuck. No heads are rolling.

These horses smell, at least it smells better then this Tiger that I haven’t seen bath once since meeting them. She sure hugs him a lot too. Does she not notice? Oh well.

Coming up on Stolver, smells interesting.
Yeah I thought it reminded me of home. Corpses and burnt flesh everywhere.

Well that was fun except for that fear part. I hate Lichs man they fuck with your head. Just look at that half elf! He all of a sudden wanted to start a relationship with the old paladins sword. He did and lets just say things didn’t work out between them.

When we got there they were just being shady by the well. Less than fancy woodland Elf got frozen solid like that time i found weird mushrooms on that looted farmhouse. At that point I defaulted to normal behavior to cut down those in front of me. Those undead are hard to hit with all the missing flesh on them. The warlock was just weird during the fight, and that is coming from me. This weird ghost kept changing shapes. Old man Pally was the only sane one and tried to kill it!

I tried to eat an evil coin, I mean the noble shot the sun at it and that didn’t work so why not?

I finally cut down the big death knight after a lot of effort. Took his sword from him and it started talking to me! He likes to battle to the death too! Splendid! Now if he gives me more power then I’ll keep him around. Don’t know his name yet. If he doesn’t give me one then I’ll name him Jim, but that’s a work in progress.

Aaaaaannnnnddddd we have a zombie now. Oh well i did promise I’d pay him back when he loaned me the gold. I’ll at least speak with his soul to see if he wants to come back. If he does I’ll figure it out. If not then I’m debt free again! Always like to have a balanced ledger.

That dead Lich did look at me concerned and said that I was marked by “him” whatever that means. I can’t get that out of my head.

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Vax's Downfall
Session 12

Nomak decided to visit the closest bank in hopes of depositing the hoard of bandit gold he found in his bag of holding. He somehow managed to open a bank account with a savings account, pay for “bandit” tax, and other fees that come with opening accounts across the Northern Sanctions. He designated himself and Cori as the account holders.

The Hammerfists first attempted to acquire new gear at Percy’s Wondrous Goods before setting off. They left the shop with some more cool loot, yet their pockets were now very empty. Cori informed the group of Nomak’s banking expedition, where they then set off to get back the gold they thought was wrongfully taken from their Goliath friend.

After causing a scene in Murdock’s Ingots (the bank), several of the guards informed the Hammerfists to settle down or be removed from the bank. Vax continued to ignore the guards and cause an unease to customers that made them uncomfortable- whereby he was forcefully removed from the bank…. as was Soriah.

When they finally met Murdock, the Hammerfists voiced their concerns and opinions. Murdock, not being swayed, informed them of the laws in this city and how taxes are applied. The Elven ranger read Murdock like the scoundrel he was, and threatened to take the matter to the queen. One thousand three hundred and three. Murdock dropped the charade, begging the Hammerfists to forgive him by giving back the “taxed” gold he took from Nomak.

Eventually the Hammerfists set off to Ardenia on their new steeds, gifted to them by Queen Elise. They planned to infiltrate the bardic college of The Whispered Song as the now deceased Troubadour Christoph, leader of the college.

It quickly became dark with approaching rain clouds. The adventurers decided to camp in the closest village of Stolver. As they approached the village they smelled burnt meats, making their stomachs rumble. A dense fog began to settle in. They got closer to the village and smelled not only burnt meat… but burnt hair also. Soon the smell of rotten corpses filled the air. Cori and Mick scouted ahead to figure out the cause.

Mick, being the scoundrel he is, began looting corpses, while Cori darted up stairs to see what was going on in the town. She saw two figures, on in full black Armour, and another glowing figure around a glowing red orb, standing above a well. As she called the rest of her party, she drew her bow and yelled “STOP” (Although she didn’t yell, just spoke)

At that point they looked at her and she froze and could not move. Mick snuck up the stairs, tried to pull her back and could not move her. He then saw the two in the middle of the town, said “FUCK IT” jumped off the balcony, and was feared by the figure by the well. The rest of the group showed up.

At this point, the entity by the well turns and looks at the party – it is the lich king Tybolt that they party faced during their first encounter. He gets into the Hammerfists’ heads and begins toying with their emotions. He promises Vax and Corvyn their loved ones back, conjures up an illusion, and the two idiots are swayed into believing him.

As the party goes to attack the bad guys, Vax and Corvyn, against the silly but what she self describes as valiant Cori trying to convince them otherwise, side with the bad guys. A very difficult battle begins.
-Cori threw her red coin at Thia and she tried to destroy it with a spider fang (no luck).
- Thia tried to destroy the red coin with her circlet.
- Mick trying to swallow the coin
- Vax threw himself in front of Dartanian’s attack, falling (again) to the clutch of death
- Corvyn attacked Dartanian, putting him dangerously close to death
- The Dark Knight deal narcotic damage, killing Vax
- Corvyn, backed away from the fight wanting nothing to do with it.
- The Lich King zombifies Vax, who now tried to eat everyone
- Corvyn convinced by Cori joints the fight to help kill the Dark Knight.
- Thia starts reading the Lich Kings mind, ultimately seeing him read the parties minds (a fucked up group, and discovering how to destroy the coins, and forcing the Lich King to run
- With alot of bad luck, the group finally defeats the Death Knight
-Everyone avoided dealing damage to Zombie Vax

After the battle, the group ties up Zombie Vax, and searched the village. They find one more red coin in the forge, where the blacksmith seemed to have tried to destroy it.

They leave the village and set up camp in the forest, heading on their way to Ardenia, where maybe someone can help bring their fallen comrade back.

**Edit – Minor changes have been made due to obvious prejudices from the Elves

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A Forsaken Prophecy
Session 11

With Nomak and Corvyn entering the village after the battle for Havenmoore, the duo was briefed on everything that happened in their absence.

Nomak remembered the egg he found in the depths of Sethis’s dungeoun and began to try and care for it, with the help of Corvyn of course. Thia looted gold bracers off a stone giant’s body, gifting them to the locals in hopes of them rebuilding and fortifying Havenmoore.

A swirl of white began twisting and turning into a giant humanoid shape. Standing before them was Queen Airilith, the cloud giant. Humiliated and angry that a piece of her army was maimed by the Hammerfists, she spoke with an illuminated tranquil voice of justice to be served against them by her hands. She had one goal: to prevent A Forsaken Prophecy from coming to pass. No one would stand in her way, for the prophecy was as old as when her people fell from Osteria four millennia ago.

While although Cori hated hill giants, she knew the rarity of cloud giants. They were a race that was hardly seen in the world for their kind are nearly extinct. Cori attempted to convince Airilith in her native Giant tongue that they could help her: that she need not gather an army, take supplies from villages, or feed her army to help keep it going. Nomak, seeing this conversation take place, ran up to the Queen and attempted to persuade her as well.

The rest of the party did not understand what was happening, and began to attack Airilith. The cloud giant defended herself and lashed back at the onslaught against her. Eventually she was knocked to the ground, where a strong Nomak the Goliath helped her to her feet.

Airilith laid down her weapon, and dropped the white cloud surrounding the village. As it faded, the heroes now laid eyes on many orcs and giants. Airilith’s army had come, as did Valkun’s. They stopped fighting each other immediately as she spoke freely to the Hammerfists. She took out a black dragon scale, with an inscription on the back written in Underdark:

“For he will rise from the 9-depths of Hell and seek out the blood of champions, consuming them to conquer the Earth plane of existence. Thordak, our Cinder King.”

Airilith accepted a truce, and allowed the Hammerfists to assist her in halting the prophecy. Before parting ways however, Nomak asked the Queen what was inside the egg of his. She held it and smiled, warming it. She told Nomak her kind once used these mythical beasts as their pets and riders. Handing it back to him, Nomak’s egg shook and cracked. A beak pierced the shell, followed by a feathery eagle head. Two talons broke through as well, only they were talons attached to paws. Two wings popped from its back. Curled up in his hands, was a baby Griffith.

The heroes set out to Haldrim, where a new tragedy had taken place….

Gates locked and guards out, no one was to enter or leave the city. Princess Miranda was assassinated. Thia convinced the guard captain to let her speak to King Cyric. Upon entering the city she saw three hanging bodies: Christoph, bartender and waitress of the Cracked Mug. Further inward she noticed how empty the streets were since last she passed through. Many doors and windows were sealed shut. The captain began telling her how a week ago there was a robbery and assassination on the King’s youngest daughter. They believe it to be Ardenia because of a red rose seal left behind in plain sight. Up castle Grey steps were two guardsmen being flogged, and the treasurer being tortured.

Inside the castle hall entranceway was a ceremonial coffin, adorned in gold trimming and flowers spread around. The King was there kneeling in front of it. Thia spoke to him, attempting to relieve him of his pain and sorrow, while at the same time trying to convince him to stop barring the city. Eventually princess Elise entered, who also attempted to calm her old father.

Seeing his sanity get the better of him, he slowly turned and faced his now only daughter. He relinquished his title of King, and bestowed it upon his daughter: now the Queen of Haldrim.

Thia and Queen Elise spoke of the possibilities that could have allowed this travesty to pass. Eventually coming to the realization that the act may have been a ploy. Elise tasked the hammerfists with finding out the true cause, as well as the murderer, and to set forth to Ardenia.

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Heroes of Havenmoore
Session 10

Dirk, the magically mischievous half-elf, looted the body of a stone giant and discovered a note. The Giants were using a “pet” to infiltrate settlements before initiating attacks, like their own personal walking reconnaissance tool. The nearest village was Havenmoore, so the adventures set off.

After arriving in Havenmoore, the Hammerfists discovered a broken town. Cattle torn apart, buildings caved in, and guardsman laying half-eaten. Knowing the Giants would be returning, Hammerfists tried to convince the townspeople to flee. This proved to be difficult, as they refused to run, but chose to fight.

Hammerfists decided that if they couldn’t convince them to leave, they would help them fight by training them.

Each Hammerfist member was given a squad of villagers, and for three days taught them the core values of sneaking, hunting, fighting, healing, and voice throwing. Between these training sessions the wood elf Cori sent an aviary to Valkun and Cyric, requesting assistance from their armies in the upcoming fight. They also set out to look for the missing local drunkard Spooby, with no sign or clue of his disappearance. They had a sneaky suspicion that Spooby was the Giants “pet”

After the third day of training around mid-morning, a thick cloud of white surrounded the village. Cori set out to scout around the village. She heard limping footsteps on the patch leading into the depths of the forest, only the light sounds of these footsteps were drawing closer to the village. She jumped behind the running individual, now able to see it was a wood elf in tattered clothing. He also matched the description of the local drunkard Spooby. Challenging him, yelling to put his hands in the air and turn around. As the man turned, Cori was no longer starring at the local drunkard..but into the face of her father, whom she thought was killed by giants that stormed her clan 100 years ago.

Stunned and shaken, Cori grabbed her father and jumped off the path with Soriah, nearly being hit by a boulder plunged straight at them. With her fast feet and Soriah’s swiftness, they quickly retreated back into the village. Knowing the giants were close behind her, the Hammerfists braced themselves.. The battle for Havenmoore had begun…

Vax’s group initiated a surprise attack on a stone giant, at the cost of being pulverised and sending Vax flying through the air nearly to his death. While Mick’s group of fighters managed to take down three giants, and Thia’s group keeping the party alive. Thia set up traps and outer-defences that forced Giants into choke-points. She also threw out illusion based cards that enticed giants into her traps. Cori and her squad laid a barrage of arrows like artillery fire to suppress the onslaught. Dirks group flanked 2 giants, sending them to their knees to be finished off.

It was now the end of the incredible battle with five giants laying dead at the hands of the Hammerfists and Havenmoore villagers. Rubble and ruin everywhere, yet they were alive. A new sense of pride and sadness spread around the town. Although they won the battle, they lost 10 villagers… but they would not be forgotten. The villagers cheered and whistled, for they could not have done it without the Hammerfists: Heroes of Havenmoore

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