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The Diary of Elizar Norbe - A Solo Greyhawk Campaign
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<blockquote data-quote="Ipissimus" data-source="post: 3443173" data-attributes="member: 41514"><p>Day 11 - Patchwall 591 CY</p><p></p><p>I have been reduced to pest control. The Goddess strokes my back with the iron rod of humility yet again.</p><p></p><p>My arrival caused a great stir in the village, I was literally mobbed by small halfling children who assumed correctly that their trapper had recruited me to eliminate the great beasts that have created such a disruption to their daily lives. This part of the forrest, cleared a long time ago, has been given over to vinyards rather than allowed to be reclaimed by the forrest. The mayor has explained that they are simple people, farmers, and have no knowledge of how to deal with the great beasts that plague them.</p><p></p><p>His words conjured up visions in my head of nightmare creatures from the abyss, lost remnants of Iuz's fell magics. While we were speaking, an alarm sounded. The villagers scurried into their homes and hid while the mayor and his rag-tag millitia led me toward the largest vinyard in town. A quick glance told me that there was little chance of fortifying the place against attackers, very little terrain suitable for defense among the rolling hills.</p><p></p><p>When we arrived, I saw that these fell beasts were, in fact, Giant Bees attracted to the sugar in the vats produced by the fermentation process. Four of them currently buzzed around the structure, lapping up the run-off where they could or even getting inside the vats themselves and gorging on the nectar inside. The halflings were in a state of panic and I must admit, if i were half my size the Bees would appear much more frightening. I also admit that the sheer size of their stingers even gave me pause.</p><p></p><p>I knocked on the door and called for the owner of the house, who promptly answered. I inquired if there was anything flammable in the vats and he told me no, though i did not divulge my reasons for asking. taking a measured distance for my attack, I got the Bee's attention with a salvo of Magic Missiles. They were slightly faster than I gave them credit for, however, and I only managed to blast one of them down before they came within range for my Scorch spell. One more fell to my scorch spell before they were upon me, one managing to sting my shoulder. I ripped the stinger out quickly before the poison could take any noticeable effect and dispatched the other with my magical dagger as the one who stung me promptly died of its own accord.</p><p></p><p>Though the job seems ignominious, I am now the hero of the town. They have treated me to the very best halfling hospitality with free room and board at the only building capable of accomodating one of my size, givts of fine wine from the vinyards and a promise of more rewards to come. Tomorrow I set out for the hive with two of the militia's best.</p><p></p><p>The mayor has also asked me to find out the fate of their sherrif, who disappeared himself attempting to get rid of the creatures. I somehow doubt that I will find him well, animals don't tend to take prisoners.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ipissimus, post: 3443173, member: 41514"] Day 11 - Patchwall 591 CY I have been reduced to pest control. The Goddess strokes my back with the iron rod of humility yet again. My arrival caused a great stir in the village, I was literally mobbed by small halfling children who assumed correctly that their trapper had recruited me to eliminate the great beasts that have created such a disruption to their daily lives. This part of the forrest, cleared a long time ago, has been given over to vinyards rather than allowed to be reclaimed by the forrest. The mayor has explained that they are simple people, farmers, and have no knowledge of how to deal with the great beasts that plague them. His words conjured up visions in my head of nightmare creatures from the abyss, lost remnants of Iuz's fell magics. While we were speaking, an alarm sounded. The villagers scurried into their homes and hid while the mayor and his rag-tag millitia led me toward the largest vinyard in town. A quick glance told me that there was little chance of fortifying the place against attackers, very little terrain suitable for defense among the rolling hills. When we arrived, I saw that these fell beasts were, in fact, Giant Bees attracted to the sugar in the vats produced by the fermentation process. Four of them currently buzzed around the structure, lapping up the run-off where they could or even getting inside the vats themselves and gorging on the nectar inside. The halflings were in a state of panic and I must admit, if i were half my size the Bees would appear much more frightening. I also admit that the sheer size of their stingers even gave me pause. I knocked on the door and called for the owner of the house, who promptly answered. I inquired if there was anything flammable in the vats and he told me no, though i did not divulge my reasons for asking. taking a measured distance for my attack, I got the Bee's attention with a salvo of Magic Missiles. They were slightly faster than I gave them credit for, however, and I only managed to blast one of them down before they came within range for my Scorch spell. One more fell to my scorch spell before they were upon me, one managing to sting my shoulder. I ripped the stinger out quickly before the poison could take any noticeable effect and dispatched the other with my magical dagger as the one who stung me promptly died of its own accord. Though the job seems ignominious, I am now the hero of the town. They have treated me to the very best halfling hospitality with free room and board at the only building capable of accomodating one of my size, givts of fine wine from the vinyards and a promise of more rewards to come. Tomorrow I set out for the hive with two of the militia's best. The mayor has also asked me to find out the fate of their sherrif, who disappeared himself attempting to get rid of the creatures. I somehow doubt that I will find him well, animals don't tend to take prisoners. [/QUOTE]
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