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<blockquote data-quote="howandwhy99" data-source="post: 2323834" data-attributes="member: 3192"><p>Dram and Igor climbed trees and spotted Quesquaton’s hilltop exit. As they reoriented themselves, Igor pointed to the booted tracks heading back towards the dryad’s tree and probably to the caves beyond. The band climbed back up to the entrance to Quesquaton. Dram spotted more booted prints in rows heading both to the bottom and to the top of the hill. They had expected this. The monsters had found the cave to Quesquaton after all. Taking out their weapons they approached the top carefully. The summit was scrutinized, but nothing stirred upon it. Everyone checked for tracks this time, but none could be found on the rough shale of the hilltop. Heading into the cave entrance Dram and Darius looked inside for tracks and noticed something very unusual.</p><p> </p><p>At the eave of the tubular tunnel was a taught tarp disguised and covered in mud. Igor was called over and he drew a border around the trap. Peeking underneath, he could see a fairly deep pit had been dug just within the entranceway. The party scooted around it and headed down to see what was left of Quesquaton. Igor led with a torch checking the ground ahead in case there were more traps. The tunnel was intact the full half mile down and the group reentered the batcave below. No sounds came from within, so they all lit torches and spread out to see what had happened. After only a few yards a colossal mound of mud was discovered. Over three quarters of the room was collapsed. The unfilled portion of the cave continued opening to the right side. In single file the party carefully stepped along the cave-in’s edge searching to see how far it went. </p><p> </p><p>After squeezing all the way to the far end of the original room, they spotted the right side’s exit, which used to have a boulder covering it. It was the opening they almost always entered through. Now the boulder was gone. But the space beyond was entirely collapsed. The truth had to be accepted. Nothing was left of Quesquaton or the treasure within. With a measure of regret the party retreated again to the outside. The next task was to explore the Chaos Caves again before heading back to Yung. It was late in the afternoon, but everyone agreed to another battle nonetheless. A plan was made to attack the ogre. It was decided that if the ogre were killed the goblins and possibly others would be leaderless and easier to defeat. The idea was to lure the creature outside its cave with ranged attacks and then a hidden Kayla would cause it to sleep. Thus allowing Igor to use his killing maneuver. </p><p> </p><p>Darius and Dram followed the paired boot prints down the hill. They led directly through a thick cluster of forest and straight on to the streamlet running along the outer hillside of the Chaos Caves. Igor remembered the place. He quietly crept forward to the same cluster of bushes the kobold’s had set a sentry at before. Rustling noises came from behind the blind again. Crawling back he gave a quick report and Darius, Dalin, Dram, and Brother Ben snuck off to ambush the kobolds before they could set off an alarm. Lining up in the brush, each prepared to fire. “On three,” Darius whispered. “One…two…three.” Arrows and bullets flew into the bushes. A human scream echoed out and the movement stopped. </p><p> </p><p>Checking on their handiwork they saw the grisly result. A nude, dead, human man lay inside the sentry blind. The body was tied up, hanging upside down from a tree, and stuck full of arrows. “Hee hee hee hee!!” The laughter came from up the hill behind them. Three goblins were seen poking around trees. The small creatures fired their crossbows and began running madly up the hillside. “It’s a trap!” yelled out Brother Ben. He hid behind a tree and scanned for other attackers. Many of the others began running after the goblins. Mirel, Kayla, and Ormand the Redd had stayed behind and did not know what was happening. They hid upon hearing Brother Ben yell out. Pulling out his bastard sword Igor hurtled himself upwards at the fleeing goblins. As Dalin, Dram, and Darius caught up with the chef from behind they found him cutting the goblins into filet. </p><p> </p><p>Brother Ben continued to hide, while listening to the loud battle above. “ORMAND, COME HERE!” bellowed out Dram. The archer ran up towards the others. One by one Kayla and Mirel decided to follow too. “Come on!” said Mirel as she tugged at the priest while running by. Exasperated he trailed after. It took almost five minutes for everyone to reach the crest of the hill. More precious minutes passed as each struggled to catch his or her breath. The bodies were searched. Three small crossbows and 8 silver pieces were collected. The goblin armor was too small to fit anyone. Covered in blood, Igor climbed a tree and surveyed what he could. The interior of the ravine was out of sight, but he did spot movement along the streamlet where they had arrived below.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="howandwhy99, post: 2323834, member: 3192"] Dram and Igor climbed trees and spotted Quesquaton’s hilltop exit. As they reoriented themselves, Igor pointed to the booted tracks heading back towards the dryad’s tree and probably to the caves beyond. The band climbed back up to the entrance to Quesquaton. Dram spotted more booted prints in rows heading both to the bottom and to the top of the hill. They had expected this. The monsters had found the cave to Quesquaton after all. Taking out their weapons they approached the top carefully. The summit was scrutinized, but nothing stirred upon it. Everyone checked for tracks this time, but none could be found on the rough shale of the hilltop. Heading into the cave entrance Dram and Darius looked inside for tracks and noticed something very unusual. At the eave of the tubular tunnel was a taught tarp disguised and covered in mud. Igor was called over and he drew a border around the trap. Peeking underneath, he could see a fairly deep pit had been dug just within the entranceway. The party scooted around it and headed down to see what was left of Quesquaton. Igor led with a torch checking the ground ahead in case there were more traps. The tunnel was intact the full half mile down and the group reentered the batcave below. No sounds came from within, so they all lit torches and spread out to see what had happened. After only a few yards a colossal mound of mud was discovered. Over three quarters of the room was collapsed. The unfilled portion of the cave continued opening to the right side. In single file the party carefully stepped along the cave-in’s edge searching to see how far it went. After squeezing all the way to the far end of the original room, they spotted the right side’s exit, which used to have a boulder covering it. It was the opening they almost always entered through. Now the boulder was gone. But the space beyond was entirely collapsed. The truth had to be accepted. Nothing was left of Quesquaton or the treasure within. With a measure of regret the party retreated again to the outside. The next task was to explore the Chaos Caves again before heading back to Yung. It was late in the afternoon, but everyone agreed to another battle nonetheless. A plan was made to attack the ogre. It was decided that if the ogre were killed the goblins and possibly others would be leaderless and easier to defeat. The idea was to lure the creature outside its cave with ranged attacks and then a hidden Kayla would cause it to sleep. Thus allowing Igor to use his killing maneuver. Darius and Dram followed the paired boot prints down the hill. They led directly through a thick cluster of forest and straight on to the streamlet running along the outer hillside of the Chaos Caves. Igor remembered the place. He quietly crept forward to the same cluster of bushes the kobold’s had set a sentry at before. Rustling noises came from behind the blind again. Crawling back he gave a quick report and Darius, Dalin, Dram, and Brother Ben snuck off to ambush the kobolds before they could set off an alarm. Lining up in the brush, each prepared to fire. “On three,” Darius whispered. “One…two…three.” Arrows and bullets flew into the bushes. A human scream echoed out and the movement stopped. Checking on their handiwork they saw the grisly result. A nude, dead, human man lay inside the sentry blind. The body was tied up, hanging upside down from a tree, and stuck full of arrows. “Hee hee hee hee!!” The laughter came from up the hill behind them. Three goblins were seen poking around trees. The small creatures fired their crossbows and began running madly up the hillside. “It’s a trap!” yelled out Brother Ben. He hid behind a tree and scanned for other attackers. Many of the others began running after the goblins. Mirel, Kayla, and Ormand the Redd had stayed behind and did not know what was happening. They hid upon hearing Brother Ben yell out. Pulling out his bastard sword Igor hurtled himself upwards at the fleeing goblins. As Dalin, Dram, and Darius caught up with the chef from behind they found him cutting the goblins into filet. Brother Ben continued to hide, while listening to the loud battle above. “ORMAND, COME HERE!” bellowed out Dram. The archer ran up towards the others. One by one Kayla and Mirel decided to follow too. “Come on!” said Mirel as she tugged at the priest while running by. Exasperated he trailed after. It took almost five minutes for everyone to reach the crest of the hill. More precious minutes passed as each struggled to catch his or her breath. The bodies were searched. Three small crossbows and 8 silver pieces were collected. The goblin armor was too small to fit anyone. Covered in blood, Igor climbed a tree and surveyed what he could. The interior of the ravine was out of sight, but he did spot movement along the streamlet where they had arrived below. [/QUOTE]
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