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<blockquote data-quote="Dumok" data-source="post: 6130767" data-attributes="member: 6668569"><p>Session 03</p><p> Patchwall 15 (Continued):</p><p> Once the merchants had set up shop, the party had immediately drawn a large crowd, hoping to hear from news. The local town’s folk had been living under siege for quite some time and were hoping to hear some news from outside of Belvor’s walls. Tro’el, bearing his minstrel trappings, was questioned by many of the locals about news of the realm of Furyondy and it’s progress to rebuild after the war, however he demonstrated a tragic ignorance of events that did not concern his music. Bimwiddley perched himself on the wagon and proceeded to preach about the glories of his deity, Garl Glittergold, unfortunately, his preaching was met with a bit of indifference since many of the inhabitants were worshippers of Trithereon or Saint Cuthbert. “Little” Tom at first stood apart from the gathering and seeing the dismal performance of the Minstrel and the gnome cleric stepped forward and spoke about how the Kingdom continued to repel the armies of Iuz and that the caravan was simply the first of many to come. His words surprisingly met with some success once he began detailing the progress of the mission and how the party had been successful in routing orcish and human raiders. Tom them introduced Tro’el who proceeded to sing and perform. Patroklos attempted to join in, but paid so poorly, the crowd laughed and believed the Satyr was attempting some form of comedy to enhance the performance.</p><p> After the performance, the party was them met by Mikinus, captain of the guard who asked them about the mission attempting to determine how many forces had been travelling along the border. He was rather concerned with the amount of Orcs the party had faced and informed the party that the fortress had been under attack by orcs where as previously it was the more intelligent and organized groups of hobgoblins. After some further words the party retired for the night.</p><p> The Night was far from restful as Iuzian forces proceeded to pummel the walls with fireballs and catapults. At first, the party offered to help but the more experienced soldiers sat the party down offering to protect them instead. After an hour or so of heavy fighting, the action ceased allowing the caravan members to get some much needed rest.</p><p> </p><p> Patchwall 16 - 17: Early this morning, the caravan left the beleaguered fortress, and went along the road. It was not long before they were given a majestic sight! For the next two days, herds of deer and bison were seen migrating in small groups, moving across the plains and brush heading for their winter grazing area to the west. Patroklos at first joked about shooting one of the larger bucks. Emerald, however, reminded the satyr that doing so was a sure way to create a stampede, which would possibly damage the caravan. The Satyr, enraptured by the half-elf’s wisdom, stayed his bow.</p><p> </p><p> Patchwall 19: Once the party broke camp, they eventually stumbled upon a group of Hobgoblins preparing an ambush. The party was able to surprise the humanoids and defeat them decisively. Later that Night: the party was attacked by seven Ogres! At first, the party was struggling until Jasmalus began casting spells in tandem with Tro’el, putting many of them to sleep, Bimwiddley invoked the power of his god, attacking the weak minded creatures with phantasmal bolts of flames. Tom and Patroklos eventually defeated the rest with the aggressive application of brute force. Two of the Ogres were captured, and the party requested if Tom spoke Ogrish. At first the young man balked at the idea but relented admitting that he does, in fact speak the language. Tom spoke at some length with the creatures. However, Given that I learned Ogrish I will translate the conversation.</p><p> First Ogre: You, You’re one of us, why are you working with these meats?</p><p> Tom: No, I am NOTHING like you…</p><p> First Ogre: It’s OBVIOUS you’re at least some kind of Ogre!</p><p> Tom: No, get that stupid idea out of your thick head, You will tell us why you attacked us.</p><p> First Ogre: Well it’s Obvious to me, You’re one of us…or at least a Half-breed!</p><p> Second Ogre: He’s one of their pets, He’s too Small and puny to be one of us.</p><p> Tom: Can we focus, please? Even if I WAS a half Breed, I am not a slack jawed barbarian like the both of you. Now, WHY DID YOU ATTACK US?</p><p> The Conversation eventually degenerated when the Ogres made several Vulgar Insults to Tom, which was eventually responded to with a retort so horrific, it sufficiently ensured future cooperation. The Ogres informed the party that they had been sent by Iuzian Orcs to accost the caravan. The Ogres were then released and allowed to leave with strong words by Tom not to come back.</p><p> </p><p> Patchwall 20: The party encountered another Migration of Bison.</p><p> </p><p> Patchwall 22: In the Afternoon, the Party managed to notice a small group of Ogres gathering for another raid. The Large behemoths had not noticed the caravan as they were arguing amongst themselves. Tro’el then persuaded Tom to quickly approach the tribe and greet them. Reluctantly, he did so, and quickly demonstrated a charm with the Ogres he had never demonstrated among humans. Within moments, he had gained their confidence to engage them in a trade deal. Emerald produced a boxed set of eating utensils, which the ogres obtained by trading some swords they obtained by several raids and attacks on patrols. The Ogres then proceeded to give Tom some congratulatory pats on the back (which caused the large warrior to wince slightly) commenting about how one of their own kind could command a group like the caravan.</p><p> The Caravan continued, leaving the Ogres in high spirits.</p><p> Later that evening, the party set up camp and was greeted by a large group of Suloise nomads. A leader came forward introducing themselves as nomads from the Bright Desert. They told of how their tribe was displaced by the Wizard Rarys, traitor to the council of 8. He had taken their territory with the help of troops by Lord Robilard and goblinoid creatures called “Norkers”. Tro’El asked of information regarding Celene and the Queen. The Nomad spat on the ground then told the elven minstrel that he knew only, of her treason to the principality of Ulek and forsaking her allegiance to the surrounding nations. The Nomads Eventually engaged the merchants in some trade, before finally departing.</p><p> In the Overnight watch, Tro’el and Bimwiddley awake the party to the sound of something approaching the camp. They were surprised to see yet another basilisk approaching the camp, only it seemed rather angry that the caravan had wandered into its territory. Bimwiddley took some damage when the creature bit him but the party was able to drive the creature away without it using it’s terrifying stone gaze.</p><p> Patchwall 23: On the last leg of the trip, the party was ambushed by a third group of Ogres. The battle was joined in earnest and these Ogres proved to be not only strong but also somewhat more intelligent than their previous kin. Bimwidley and Tom were severely injured but Tro’el and Jasmalus were able to enchant them with judicious application of sleep spells. One Ogre proved to be difficult as Patroklos attacked, charging with a head butt. The Ogre nimbly side stepped the Satyr with a flourishing gesture and shouiting “Ole!”. He was eventually taken down and party hurriedly made their way to fort Batlet…</p><p> The party was alarmed to see a dilapidated tower with a door bashed open. Almost immediately they came upon a fierce battle between the Tower’s forces and Iuzian raiding orcs intent on conquering the fortress or die trying. The Commander greeted the party while Cleaving the heads of several Orc warriors and commanded for a cleric to heal the caravan’s injured. A Priest of Trithereon came forward placing his hands on Bimwiddley and smirked with some satisfaction as he noted the gnome was a priest of Garl Glittergold. At first the party offered to help but the Commander refused and within moments the Orcs were dispatched and the party was able to camp for the night.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p>Session 04- From Batlet to Barduk:</p><p> Patchwall 23-24: The night was far from quiet or restful. The Iuzian forces continued their assault throughout the night, prompting Jasmalus to leave the safety of his room to help the Garrison. Explosions, catapault and arrow shots rang out through the night, rocking the fortress. Later that night, Jasmalus returned to the room spent and exhausted from spell casting. After giving him some time to gather his strength, the caravan left during a lull in the fighting, relieved to have survived the night.</p><p> That evening the party first encountered a trio of giant badgers which were tamed somewhat by Bimwiddley, using his Gnomish rapport with Burrowing creatures.</p><p> Before Day-break, Bimwiddley and Tom alerted the party to the presence of Giant Fire beetles. Patroklos was not only unable to hit the giant insects, at one point he dropped his spear, and afterward, placed himself in a rather compromising position. Malin strode forward with his dagger and smote the three fire beetles with a surprising amount of skill and deftness.</p><p>Jasmalus snidely mentioned that the party acts less like a group of skilled adventurers and more like a group of travelling buffoons. Tro’el, however, mentioned that He, Bimwiddley and Tom were conscripted unceremoniously for the mission, even though (with the exception of Tom) have never seen any real combat. Astonished by this, Jasmalus asked Tro’el who actually conscripted them. Bimwiddley spoke up saying that it was Sergeant Krayquer who initially conscripted the trio, remarking that he was rather rude about it. Tom confirmed the information, remarking that It took a lot of his inner strength not to hit the sergeant, instead he demanded that Krayquer ask politely. Jasmalus, Malin and Emerald speak to each other privately then ready themselves for the remainder of the trip.</p><p>Patchwall 26: After a day and a half of travel, the party had finally found a spot to camp. As they set up the site, bandits came, charging to attack, Bimwiddley stepped forward, Invoking the power of Garl Glittergold and several Phantasmal golden arrows shot forward, frightening the bandits off. They eventually mustered their courage and attacked again. Tom was severely injured and they began to overrun the party, Tro’el had managed to enchant one of the bandits, just as Jasmalus stepped forward and incinerated the rest of the Iuzians. The charmed bandit remained clost to Tro’el answering most questions to the best of his ability.</p><p>Patchwall 27: Tro’el woke up and indicated that he wanted to release the bandit he charmed the night before. Jasmalus took Tro’el aside and informed him that it would be a very poor decision considering that the bandit would eventually return to raiding once the spell wears off. Not to mention that the charmed bandit wants to remain with the minstrel due to the effect of the spell. Tro’el relented and decided to keep the bandit around for the time being. This proved to be quite informative as he informed the party about the leadership of Iuz, specifically telling tales of the Old One’s High Priestess, Althea; A cruel and severe woman who accompanied by a crew of elite Alu-Demons.</p><p>Patchwall 28: The parties made camp again, and were once disturbed by noise from the wagons, Patroklos investigated and warned the party that six goblins were going through the supplies. The Satyr was able to dispatch two of the goblins just before the rest were taken down with a sleep spell by Tro’el.</p><p>Once the goblins woke from their slumber they pleaded with the party to not be killed. They were questioned by the party and revealed that they were sent to procure supplies for the orcs. As they bickered and negotiated for their survival, Patroklos was amused by their banter and suggested that they work together as entertainers and buffoons.</p><p>Ready’Reat 02: As the party approaches the last stretch before reaching Barduk they stumbled upon an caravan of orcs led by an Orog! Their wagon had gotten stuck in the mud while they were attempting to cross a river. Seeing the Orcs were completely distracted, the party managed to make a surprise attack. Jasmalus stepped forward unleashing a fireball incinerating half of the orcish forces, Patrolkus charged and killed an orc using his horns and another with his spear. Bimwiddley invoked the power of his god, unleashing a flurry of phantasmal arrows. At first the orc soldiers began scattering but their leader was able to rally three of his squad members only to be killed by Jasmalus’ magic missile.</p><p>Tom rode forward to face the Orog, who initiated the following conversation:</p><p> “You’re another half-Ogre, Why are you working with these Humans and elves?”</p><p> “I am Nothing like you…I was told I look like one of you…”</p><p> “That is where our similarities end, Brother, I must now kill you.”</p><p> The Orog landed a solid blow afterward, Tom, However, laid in two trikes severely injuring the Orc-Ogre cross-breed. Before Tom could move in for the kill, Tro’El casts a sleep spell on the Orog. Tom glared at the Elven Minstrel and snarled in contempt at the interruption of his duel of honor. Tro’el remarked that the party needed to take the Orog Alive for questioning. The massive fighter was not amused and berated Tro’el in spite of the sound logic. Once the Orcs were dealt with, the party investigated the wagon to find a collection of supplies, weapons, as well as over 1000 gold pieces of crudely forged gold ingots. They also discover the Orog had a mildly enchanted long-sword which Tro’el requested. After capturing their spoils and the Orog in tow, they finally arrived at Barduk. Jasmalus later invited Tro’el, Tom and Bimwiddley to speak with him privately where he finally explains his true intentions.</p><p>“As you may have figured out, I am not a merchant, I am working for Count Artur Jakarti, using the caravan to make note of troop movements along the border. My true name is not Jasmalus, but Jetero of GreatWall, Jasmalus was my brother who was discovered when we came across the Destroyed wagons before we reached Fort Belvor. We had assumed each other’s identities in an effort to protect him from repercussions of this mission. Unfortunately, his death has shown me that there was a traitor who was giving information to Iuzian troops. With the information you gave me, I determined that it could not be anyone but Sergeant Krayquer. I need to get this information to Count Jakarti immediately; however, I cannot jeopardize the mission by leaving it. I need you to get my notebook to a contact named Jeremiah tomorrow morning and return before we leave for Willip.”</p><p>Ready’Reat 03: The party travelled using Jetero’s instructions and eventually found the spot where they were to meet Jeremiah. As they waited, they were found by a young girl who was quite lost. As the party decided what to do with her, A rather large lizard man approached snarling as he warned them in Common to get away from the girl. However, the Child ran to the Lizardman and grabbed his leg bagging him not to hurt the party since they were kind to her.</p><p>Persuaded by the child’s words, the reptile announced himself as Jeremiah, an agent of Count Jakarti, and then escorted the party to a small cottage where the party observed several small children being cared for by a human priestess of Beory (the Earth Goddess). Jeremiah introduced her as Alexia, and the children under their care were Shield-Land Orphans from the last war with Iuz.</p><p>The party discussed Jetero’s suspicions and findings along with some other issues. After handing the wizard’s notebook to Jeremiah, the lizard man announced that he was leaving immediately to deliver it to Count Jakarti. Inspite of Alexia’s insistence to stay for lunch, the trio announced that they had to return to the caravan to finish the mission.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Dumok, post: 6130767, member: 6668569"] Session 03 Patchwall 15 (Continued): Once the merchants had set up shop, the party had immediately drawn a large crowd, hoping to hear from news. The local town’s folk had been living under siege for quite some time and were hoping to hear some news from outside of Belvor’s walls. Tro’el, bearing his minstrel trappings, was questioned by many of the locals about news of the realm of Furyondy and it’s progress to rebuild after the war, however he demonstrated a tragic ignorance of events that did not concern his music. Bimwiddley perched himself on the wagon and proceeded to preach about the glories of his deity, Garl Glittergold, unfortunately, his preaching was met with a bit of indifference since many of the inhabitants were worshippers of Trithereon or Saint Cuthbert. “Little” Tom at first stood apart from the gathering and seeing the dismal performance of the Minstrel and the gnome cleric stepped forward and spoke about how the Kingdom continued to repel the armies of Iuz and that the caravan was simply the first of many to come. His words surprisingly met with some success once he began detailing the progress of the mission and how the party had been successful in routing orcish and human raiders. Tom them introduced Tro’el who proceeded to sing and perform. Patroklos attempted to join in, but paid so poorly, the crowd laughed and believed the Satyr was attempting some form of comedy to enhance the performance. After the performance, the party was them met by Mikinus, captain of the guard who asked them about the mission attempting to determine how many forces had been travelling along the border. He was rather concerned with the amount of Orcs the party had faced and informed the party that the fortress had been under attack by orcs where as previously it was the more intelligent and organized groups of hobgoblins. After some further words the party retired for the night. The Night was far from restful as Iuzian forces proceeded to pummel the walls with fireballs and catapults. At first, the party offered to help but the more experienced soldiers sat the party down offering to protect them instead. After an hour or so of heavy fighting, the action ceased allowing the caravan members to get some much needed rest. Patchwall 16 - 17: Early this morning, the caravan left the beleaguered fortress, and went along the road. It was not long before they were given a majestic sight! For the next two days, herds of deer and bison were seen migrating in small groups, moving across the plains and brush heading for their winter grazing area to the west. Patroklos at first joked about shooting one of the larger bucks. Emerald, however, reminded the satyr that doing so was a sure way to create a stampede, which would possibly damage the caravan. The Satyr, enraptured by the half-elf’s wisdom, stayed his bow. Patchwall 19: Once the party broke camp, they eventually stumbled upon a group of Hobgoblins preparing an ambush. The party was able to surprise the humanoids and defeat them decisively. Later that Night: the party was attacked by seven Ogres! At first, the party was struggling until Jasmalus began casting spells in tandem with Tro’el, putting many of them to sleep, Bimwiddley invoked the power of his god, attacking the weak minded creatures with phantasmal bolts of flames. Tom and Patroklos eventually defeated the rest with the aggressive application of brute force. Two of the Ogres were captured, and the party requested if Tom spoke Ogrish. At first the young man balked at the idea but relented admitting that he does, in fact speak the language. Tom spoke at some length with the creatures. However, Given that I learned Ogrish I will translate the conversation. First Ogre: You, You’re one of us, why are you working with these meats? Tom: No, I am NOTHING like you… First Ogre: It’s OBVIOUS you’re at least some kind of Ogre! Tom: No, get that stupid idea out of your thick head, You will tell us why you attacked us. First Ogre: Well it’s Obvious to me, You’re one of us…or at least a Half-breed! Second Ogre: He’s one of their pets, He’s too Small and puny to be one of us. Tom: Can we focus, please? Even if I WAS a half Breed, I am not a slack jawed barbarian like the both of you. Now, WHY DID YOU ATTACK US? The Conversation eventually degenerated when the Ogres made several Vulgar Insults to Tom, which was eventually responded to with a retort so horrific, it sufficiently ensured future cooperation. The Ogres informed the party that they had been sent by Iuzian Orcs to accost the caravan. The Ogres were then released and allowed to leave with strong words by Tom not to come back. Patchwall 20: The party encountered another Migration of Bison. Patchwall 22: In the Afternoon, the Party managed to notice a small group of Ogres gathering for another raid. The Large behemoths had not noticed the caravan as they were arguing amongst themselves. Tro’el then persuaded Tom to quickly approach the tribe and greet them. Reluctantly, he did so, and quickly demonstrated a charm with the Ogres he had never demonstrated among humans. Within moments, he had gained their confidence to engage them in a trade deal. Emerald produced a boxed set of eating utensils, which the ogres obtained by trading some swords they obtained by several raids and attacks on patrols. The Ogres then proceeded to give Tom some congratulatory pats on the back (which caused the large warrior to wince slightly) commenting about how one of their own kind could command a group like the caravan. The Caravan continued, leaving the Ogres in high spirits. Later that evening, the party set up camp and was greeted by a large group of Suloise nomads. A leader came forward introducing themselves as nomads from the Bright Desert. They told of how their tribe was displaced by the Wizard Rarys, traitor to the council of 8. He had taken their territory with the help of troops by Lord Robilard and goblinoid creatures called “Norkers”. Tro’El asked of information regarding Celene and the Queen. The Nomad spat on the ground then told the elven minstrel that he knew only, of her treason to the principality of Ulek and forsaking her allegiance to the surrounding nations. The Nomads Eventually engaged the merchants in some trade, before finally departing. In the Overnight watch, Tro’el and Bimwiddley awake the party to the sound of something approaching the camp. They were surprised to see yet another basilisk approaching the camp, only it seemed rather angry that the caravan had wandered into its territory. Bimwiddley took some damage when the creature bit him but the party was able to drive the creature away without it using it’s terrifying stone gaze. Patchwall 23: On the last leg of the trip, the party was ambushed by a third group of Ogres. The battle was joined in earnest and these Ogres proved to be not only strong but also somewhat more intelligent than their previous kin. Bimwidley and Tom were severely injured but Tro’el and Jasmalus were able to enchant them with judicious application of sleep spells. One Ogre proved to be difficult as Patroklos attacked, charging with a head butt. The Ogre nimbly side stepped the Satyr with a flourishing gesture and shouiting “Ole!”. He was eventually taken down and party hurriedly made their way to fort Batlet… The party was alarmed to see a dilapidated tower with a door bashed open. Almost immediately they came upon a fierce battle between the Tower’s forces and Iuzian raiding orcs intent on conquering the fortress or die trying. The Commander greeted the party while Cleaving the heads of several Orc warriors and commanded for a cleric to heal the caravan’s injured. A Priest of Trithereon came forward placing his hands on Bimwiddley and smirked with some satisfaction as he noted the gnome was a priest of Garl Glittergold. At first the party offered to help but the Commander refused and within moments the Orcs were dispatched and the party was able to camp for the night. Session 04- From Batlet to Barduk: Patchwall 23-24: The night was far from quiet or restful. The Iuzian forces continued their assault throughout the night, prompting Jasmalus to leave the safety of his room to help the Garrison. Explosions, catapault and arrow shots rang out through the night, rocking the fortress. Later that night, Jasmalus returned to the room spent and exhausted from spell casting. After giving him some time to gather his strength, the caravan left during a lull in the fighting, relieved to have survived the night. That evening the party first encountered a trio of giant badgers which were tamed somewhat by Bimwiddley, using his Gnomish rapport with Burrowing creatures. Before Day-break, Bimwiddley and Tom alerted the party to the presence of Giant Fire beetles. Patroklos was not only unable to hit the giant insects, at one point he dropped his spear, and afterward, placed himself in a rather compromising position. Malin strode forward with his dagger and smote the three fire beetles with a surprising amount of skill and deftness. Jasmalus snidely mentioned that the party acts less like a group of skilled adventurers and more like a group of travelling buffoons. Tro’el, however, mentioned that He, Bimwiddley and Tom were conscripted unceremoniously for the mission, even though (with the exception of Tom) have never seen any real combat. Astonished by this, Jasmalus asked Tro’el who actually conscripted them. Bimwiddley spoke up saying that it was Sergeant Krayquer who initially conscripted the trio, remarking that he was rather rude about it. Tom confirmed the information, remarking that It took a lot of his inner strength not to hit the sergeant, instead he demanded that Krayquer ask politely. Jasmalus, Malin and Emerald speak to each other privately then ready themselves for the remainder of the trip. Patchwall 26: After a day and a half of travel, the party had finally found a spot to camp. As they set up the site, bandits came, charging to attack, Bimwiddley stepped forward, Invoking the power of Garl Glittergold and several Phantasmal golden arrows shot forward, frightening the bandits off. They eventually mustered their courage and attacked again. Tom was severely injured and they began to overrun the party, Tro’el had managed to enchant one of the bandits, just as Jasmalus stepped forward and incinerated the rest of the Iuzians. The charmed bandit remained clost to Tro’el answering most questions to the best of his ability. Patchwall 27: Tro’el woke up and indicated that he wanted to release the bandit he charmed the night before. Jasmalus took Tro’el aside and informed him that it would be a very poor decision considering that the bandit would eventually return to raiding once the spell wears off. Not to mention that the charmed bandit wants to remain with the minstrel due to the effect of the spell. Tro’el relented and decided to keep the bandit around for the time being. This proved to be quite informative as he informed the party about the leadership of Iuz, specifically telling tales of the Old One’s High Priestess, Althea; A cruel and severe woman who accompanied by a crew of elite Alu-Demons. Patchwall 28: The parties made camp again, and were once disturbed by noise from the wagons, Patroklos investigated and warned the party that six goblins were going through the supplies. The Satyr was able to dispatch two of the goblins just before the rest were taken down with a sleep spell by Tro’el. Once the goblins woke from their slumber they pleaded with the party to not be killed. They were questioned by the party and revealed that they were sent to procure supplies for the orcs. As they bickered and negotiated for their survival, Patroklos was amused by their banter and suggested that they work together as entertainers and buffoons. Ready’Reat 02: As the party approaches the last stretch before reaching Barduk they stumbled upon an caravan of orcs led by an Orog! Their wagon had gotten stuck in the mud while they were attempting to cross a river. Seeing the Orcs were completely distracted, the party managed to make a surprise attack. Jasmalus stepped forward unleashing a fireball incinerating half of the orcish forces, Patrolkus charged and killed an orc using his horns and another with his spear. Bimwiddley invoked the power of his god, unleashing a flurry of phantasmal arrows. At first the orc soldiers began scattering but their leader was able to rally three of his squad members only to be killed by Jasmalus’ magic missile. Tom rode forward to face the Orog, who initiated the following conversation: “You’re another half-Ogre, Why are you working with these Humans and elves?” “I am Nothing like you…I was told I look like one of you…” “That is where our similarities end, Brother, I must now kill you.” The Orog landed a solid blow afterward, Tom, However, laid in two trikes severely injuring the Orc-Ogre cross-breed. Before Tom could move in for the kill, Tro’El casts a sleep spell on the Orog. Tom glared at the Elven Minstrel and snarled in contempt at the interruption of his duel of honor. Tro’el remarked that the party needed to take the Orog Alive for questioning. The massive fighter was not amused and berated Tro’el in spite of the sound logic. Once the Orcs were dealt with, the party investigated the wagon to find a collection of supplies, weapons, as well as over 1000 gold pieces of crudely forged gold ingots. They also discover the Orog had a mildly enchanted long-sword which Tro’el requested. After capturing their spoils and the Orog in tow, they finally arrived at Barduk. Jasmalus later invited Tro’el, Tom and Bimwiddley to speak with him privately where he finally explains his true intentions. “As you may have figured out, I am not a merchant, I am working for Count Artur Jakarti, using the caravan to make note of troop movements along the border. My true name is not Jasmalus, but Jetero of GreatWall, Jasmalus was my brother who was discovered when we came across the Destroyed wagons before we reached Fort Belvor. We had assumed each other’s identities in an effort to protect him from repercussions of this mission. Unfortunately, his death has shown me that there was a traitor who was giving information to Iuzian troops. With the information you gave me, I determined that it could not be anyone but Sergeant Krayquer. I need to get this information to Count Jakarti immediately; however, I cannot jeopardize the mission by leaving it. I need you to get my notebook to a contact named Jeremiah tomorrow morning and return before we leave for Willip.” Ready’Reat 03: The party travelled using Jetero’s instructions and eventually found the spot where they were to meet Jeremiah. As they waited, they were found by a young girl who was quite lost. As the party decided what to do with her, A rather large lizard man approached snarling as he warned them in Common to get away from the girl. However, the Child ran to the Lizardman and grabbed his leg bagging him not to hurt the party since they were kind to her. Persuaded by the child’s words, the reptile announced himself as Jeremiah, an agent of Count Jakarti, and then escorted the party to a small cottage where the party observed several small children being cared for by a human priestess of Beory (the Earth Goddess). Jeremiah introduced her as Alexia, and the children under their care were Shield-Land Orphans from the last war with Iuz. The party discussed Jetero’s suspicions and findings along with some other issues. After handing the wizard’s notebook to Jeremiah, the lizard man announced that he was leaving immediately to deliver it to Count Jakarti. Inspite of Alexia’s insistence to stay for lunch, the trio announced that they had to return to the caravan to finish the mission. [/QUOTE]
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