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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 536460" data-attributes="member: 2885">Contract fulfilledThe men of the party were even worse off than the first ambush. They downed a few potions. And Thane used what was left of his magic. They would need at least two days of rest and more of Thane's magic before they could take on another patrol.The loot from the second ambush was similar to the first. Except the Hero had a nice dwarven made sword, several potion vials, and a gold medallion. The sword had a mark similar to Duergeddin's on it. Bartol took it and handed Bernedette back the elven one along with the potion vials. Bernedette quickly went to test the potions. One had the magic of conjuration about it. Two others did not radiate magic. But they were heavily stoppered. Bernedette unsealed one to have a look inside. Poof. A vial of Alchemist's fire. Down the caller went. Everyone else was safe. Thane saw to the young girls' wounds. Her hair was gone. And the skin on her face was slightly melted.[EDIT: doesn't change much to the whole story, but it was funny at the time <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /> ]The party decided to close the pass. They gathered timbers and some boulders. They put the prisoners to work. They spent most of a day clearing the brush for a line of fire for their bows and building their blockade. They rested and waited. Bartol made a covering for the prisoners from 2 of the worg pelts.On the first day, Erik and Thane noticed a raven circling overhead. It wasn't unusual considering the carnage. But it perched nearby and watched. When Bartol and Erik reached for their bows it flew off. On the second day it came back."We can't wait for Timmay much longer," Thane said. "That raven is an omen. My guess is the Wolf Clan has a spellcaster. And that is its familiar.""I agree," Bernedette commented."Well the trail near the swamp beyond is easy to follow," Bartol began. "I saw some tracks down there leading off to the next rise. We can make it in a day if we setoff after breakfast."The travelled the next day. Thane lashed a rope to his horse and lead the prisoners. Erik, Bernedette, and Bartol kept watch as they crossed the open ground. When they reached the other side, Bartol dismounted. He handed his reins to Bernedette. He armed himself with the Dwarven longsword and a steel shield from the Wolf clan."Give me a 15 minute lead and then follow," Bartol instructed. "I'll scout ahead and see what's waiting for us."Bartol sprinted up the path. There were several swithbacks. He made note of the fact the trail was wide enough and firm enough to support the weight of a rider and a mount. He guessed this was leading to the main entrance.After the third switchback Bartol saw a guardpost. Two hobgoblins stared off blankly into space. Bartol pulled the shield in front of his face. He continued up the trail. Below he could just make out the rest of the party starting up the first switchback."Grenakrll?" one of the guards queried."TO ME," Bartol bellowed in Common over the edge and charged the rest of the way to the guards. He skewered one on the longsword. First time using it and it was a kill. The entrance was rather large. Thirty feet across and twenty feet deep before it turned out of sight. The other guard yelped something in goblin and fled at a full run around the corner.Bartol withdrew his sword and turned back down the trail. The others arrived at a gallop. Erik first, then Thane dragging the prisoners. Bernedette brought up the rear of the party with Bartol's horse. Bartol strolled back to Thane."What," Thane puffed, "happened?"Bartol ignored him. "Contract fulfilled," he said to the original prisoner. "If I see you again, I won't be so kind next time. These two I didn't make a pact with." It didn't matter that they didn't speak the same language.He took the prisoners' rope and severed the bond of the original prisoner from the other two. His hands were still bound. Bartol then lowered his shoulder and pushed the other prisoners over the edge. The free one turned and ran. The other two made a loud squishy sound when they hit bottom."I chased a guard into its burrow," Bartol finally told the group. The sound of a metal door slamming shut and locking was heard. Erik moved slightly into the entrance and was looking down the hall. He saw a series of steps. TWang, twang...</blockquote>

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