On the Road, Day 6 After First Battle
Number of Powers discovered: 0 Wheeeeeen?? Number of powers used:0 No call for charming or fire finger against kobolds. Number of cross bow bolts used: lost count as whole thing happened too fast.
Ughh. Smell of dead kobold wafts far too well through trees. Would throw-up again, but stomach has been empty for awhile now. At least Chani has managed to sing the children to sleep. She’s a tough woman with a sweet voice. Suppose I should recount from beginning of day.
We’ve been traveling through small villages on our way to Orlane. Most of them are fairly hostile against adventurers, so have had to camp outside of towns. Today, we ran into a caravan on their way to a new settlement. All of their children had been kidnapped by kobolds. They were arguing about what to do, and, of course, we volunteered to help them. A few men from the caravan joined us, and we began to follow the trail the kobolds had left. By “we” I really mean the others, since I have no idea what kobold tracks look like. The others seemed to think the tracks went off to the side and doubled back a bit. But somehow, during all this tracking, they missed the part where the kobolds hid themselves until we had ridden past them, and then shot at us with a slew of crossbow bolts.
I’m not sure how I managed to stay on my horse. He panicked, especially when the overgrown weasels tried to attack him. But I managed to stay on and shot my crossbow the best I could. I don’t know if I hit anything. Not sure fighting is Greerson’s Glory’s strength. Lajon tried to jump over his own horse to attack a kobold sorcerer, but I think he must’ve tripped on the horses head, because he landed sprawled at the foot of the sorcerer with spears stuck into him. The constant yapping of the kobolds is still ringing in my ears. Chani tried to sing over it, and I felt better for it. Maybe the rest of the party could not hear her over the yapping, and that’s why they’re all unconscious. Or maybe it’s because Aaron wasn’t doing any healing. Or maybe because Ternell felt the need to guard the caravan in case they were attacked again. Either way, can’t believe I had to move all those heavy bodies around. Tried to will myself to heal the wounds enough for them to wake up, but nothing happened.
Gahhh. Have dreadful emptiness when think of Korliss. All those warnings about me dying on this adventure, and now he’s dead. Chani must feel worse. He was the only one she’d talked to, even if it was just to tell him off. Feel the worst for the children. Some of their father’s are dead. If I had more powers, would’ve been able to stop whole thing. Must double my efforts to discover new magic.
Number of Powers discovered: 0 Wheeeeeen?? Number of powers used:0 No call for charming or fire finger against kobolds. Number of cross bow bolts used: lost count as whole thing happened too fast.
Ughh. Smell of dead kobold wafts far too well through trees. Would throw-up again, but stomach has been empty for awhile now. At least Chani has managed to sing the children to sleep. She’s a tough woman with a sweet voice. Suppose I should recount from beginning of day.
We’ve been traveling through small villages on our way to Orlane. Most of them are fairly hostile against adventurers, so have had to camp outside of towns. Today, we ran into a caravan on their way to a new settlement. All of their children had been kidnapped by kobolds. They were arguing about what to do, and, of course, we volunteered to help them. A few men from the caravan joined us, and we began to follow the trail the kobolds had left. By “we” I really mean the others, since I have no idea what kobold tracks look like. The others seemed to think the tracks went off to the side and doubled back a bit. But somehow, during all this tracking, they missed the part where the kobolds hid themselves until we had ridden past them, and then shot at us with a slew of crossbow bolts.
I’m not sure how I managed to stay on my horse. He panicked, especially when the overgrown weasels tried to attack him. But I managed to stay on and shot my crossbow the best I could. I don’t know if I hit anything. Not sure fighting is Greerson’s Glory’s strength. Lajon tried to jump over his own horse to attack a kobold sorcerer, but I think he must’ve tripped on the horses head, because he landed sprawled at the foot of the sorcerer with spears stuck into him. The constant yapping of the kobolds is still ringing in my ears. Chani tried to sing over it, and I felt better for it. Maybe the rest of the party could not hear her over the yapping, and that’s why they’re all unconscious. Or maybe it’s because Aaron wasn’t doing any healing. Or maybe because Ternell felt the need to guard the caravan in case they were attacked again. Either way, can’t believe I had to move all those heavy bodies around. Tried to will myself to heal the wounds enough for them to wake up, but nothing happened.
Gahhh. Have dreadful emptiness when think of Korliss. All those warnings about me dying on this adventure, and now he’s dead. Chani must feel worse. He was the only one she’d talked to, even if it was just to tell him off. Feel the worst for the children. Some of their father’s are dead. If I had more powers, would’ve been able to stop whole thing. Must double my efforts to discover new magic.
I'm excited to get to the Orlane adventure. Feel free to come in and add to what I come up with for when we meet Falon. It would also be cool if you wanted to add some of the conversations you had with the dragon sword here and there 
