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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 5425322" data-attributes="member: 16069">This from Rogar's diary for Session 6.You know how things are never as bad as they seem... I’m feeling that big time.  Hoyt spoke of Dragons... I mean, DRAGONS!  Giant flying intelligent fire-breathing armoured killing machines.His name is ‘Channoa’ (Chan-oa), the Brass Dragon.  His is the guardian of Kiris Dahn, the guardian of the last Slaying Stone.  He also seems like a nice guy when you get to know him...So, we (apart from Jeb) crept down this short corridor, there was a tiny amount of light from the trapdoor, and some light from something ahead.  We turned the corner and saw a few important things:  Some eternal torches, a whole heap of shields, as whole heap of weapons (mostly axes?) and a 12’ long Brass Dragon.  He seemed displeased.So, the Dragon didn’t blast us with fire and atack us, instead it loomed over us and demanded answers to questions partly relevant and partly execessive.  ?he? is the guardian of this place.  Of Kiris Dahn, of the last Slaying Stone.  It was in the library, in the secret room; Channoa brought it here to protect it.  The Severed Eye Orcs apparently also know of the stone and are seeking it, this worries Channoa and he seems to want to give up the stone, but we need to prove ourselves to him: Kill - Hu-jat and his rage drake.  Fight him inside his lair, where his drake’s speed won’t help.Kill - Boon-tah (the manic), he would be the new leader if Hu-jat falls.  He guards the the bridge.Get rid of - Speelock the kobold leader.  He is in the trade quarter, searching for something.- Speelock could well leave on his own, so he isn’t a priority, also he doesn’t need to die, just to be gone.  I wonder what he is searching for.Oh, and the Slaying stone?  It’s the size of a slingstone and engraved.  I wonder... no, it’s not my place.Channoa also tells us one more thing, something that is most importantl.  The goblins are strongly fragmented into groups and rarely interact with each other.  If we strike quickly enough, we should be able to take down the goblins leaders without the others noticing.  Got to keep a watch for any runners, no time for second thoughts.Someone asks the Dragon if we can rest in his lair for a few hours (seems reaching for me) and we are told yes but really no.  Also, we are really unsure about how Channoa is leaving his lair... the tunnel is just large enough, but show no signs of such a creature squeezing though, and there are no other apparent exits.We creep out onto the surface, but the Bullywugs are hidden again and cause us no problems.  I lead the group to the bridge, going the long way round by the river.  Safer and saves us time, given how we could move faster for almost all of the trip.  It all goes great until we get to the bridge itself.  It’s the hard part and any screwup could cause everything to go wrong, so accordingly, me and Resolute almost screwup.  I think I’ve been spotted and have to drop prone in a tiny bit of cover, and Resolute can’t make it past the gap and gets a little seperated from us.  Strangely, Drake creates a simple distraction for me to get away and we are all ready.Drake surprises us again by taking a risk and wandering into sight of the goblins... and acting like a very, very, very lost trader (or more accurately the trader’s son who thinks he’s a trader, you know the type).  Still, the goblins must know  the type too, and three of them move out of sight of the others; it’s over in a second.  No time for hesitation on the edge.  We move the bodies away and try the same thing again.. doesn’t work.Ha, thought if Drake could do it, then I would stand a chance; but when I grabbed a goblin bow, raised my hood and squarked in goblintounge about how ‘we’ had taken down an easy target and wanted to share the loot with the boss... the boss turned up and said “Oi, who’s that halfling in a cloak?”Serves me right for acting out of my place.  And serves them right for attacking us; serves them right for being goblins and brigands I guess.So, they swarm forward.  Their leader, Boontah, was damned impressive for a goblin, leaping about and swinging a flail taller than himself with erratic fury.  Still, between Jeb’s magic and Resolute’s mangling gauntlets he was put down before he could injure all of us.  Boontah was aided by 10 other goblins: two manics with great axes.  One was cut down easily, the other charged and struck Neb with so much force his heart exploded... the goblin’s heart that is!four goblins with shortbows.  Taken down without much trouble.  One tried to run but got a slingstone in the backtwo swashbuckling goblins, seems the best explanation, with their daggers and bucklers. two goblin acoltyes, now these where another issue.  They weilded battleaxes like the maniacs, but used them with more skill and less muscle, but their axes where not a problem, it was their magics!  They summoned surges of force to attack us and either hurl us 15’ or root us to the spot.  I got seperated from the group and one of them thought he had me at his mercy when he immosbilised me, but the silver dagger and my sling showed him that I was still deadly upto 50’ away.  His magics where draining though, I couldn’t have suffered through another one.  I must be ready for these enemies in the future, keep them controlled.Still, although bloodied and battered, the goblins where all slain, even the one that fled over the bridge and away from Gorizzbad; couldn’t have him return and raise the alarm.So, with Boontah and his maniacs taken down we have aprtly proved our worth to Channoa as well as giving us an easier (and dryer) way out of the town when we need it.  Also, we search the bodies to see if the goblins could do anything to help us out.  We find an okay haul of coins and Boontah’s scale armour, which seems to already have healed up the scratches and burns from the fight!  Clearly magical armour, but nothing I could use.  Still, Neb explains that common magic rituals could resize it to fit a human, so Resolute claims it and bundles it up until we can find a ritualist (Treona?  Channoa?  Someone in Fallcrest?)We had certainly done good work today, but now we wanted to rest.  Again, our group’s lack of a clear leader was a problem and dithered in the road, unable to decide between holing up at the barn or returning to the library like I suggested.  Our conversation was rudely interupted byy a creature that could only be rude... an Orc!  6’6”+, bedecked in trophies and chainmail, and weilding an over-sized axe.  It saw us and there was no option other than to fight, as it’s first words where “WHERE IS THE STONE!?!”, in the shadow of this... beast, where three other orcs, smaller than the leader (but still going on twice my height!) and weilding greatclubs.  Again, I tossed a bullet into my sling and … fluffed the shot.  When we are out of this goblin-infested place I simply must practice my shot; purhaps a shorter strap, It’s not like I need the range.  Anyway, the giant Orc charged forward with the otherd trailing behind her (yes, ‘her’, only realised afterwards and with giant Orcs who are trying to kill you, it doesn’t really matter).  This was a short and bloody fight, I praise Drake for a timely use of his magic to add weight to our attacks, it only lasted a little while but we all poured on the attacks and made good use of this ‘Exacting Utterance’ or whatever he called it.  There was a lot of fight in this giant Orc, her sweeping blows catching multiple people per attack, I will fairly say that I kept my distance and used my talents to strike her from outside her reach.  This wasn’t cowardly, this was simple common sence.Surrounded and attacked from all sides, this orc, this ‘Kaeyd the Butcher’ fell, and while many of use had been struck with the damned axe, only Maldor had fallen, and Drake’s magic had brought him back fine.  The axe had no magic though, so it, Kaeyd and her orcs joined the goblins in the river; she had a decent pouch of gold though, so that was taken and we set off down the river and on the library...</blockquote>

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