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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Son_of_Thunder" data-source="post: 3959223" data-attributes="member: 258">A new beginningThe Heretics are back in Haranshire.My brother is playing a human fighter specialized in footman's pick and a gnome thief. His brother-in-law is playing a human fighter and elven wizard. I, as the DM, also have an elven cleric of Ehlonna to travel with them.The party is all around 4th level as they've gone through Book I before. They're all part of the standing army of Furyondy. All saw action at the tail end of the Greyhawk Wars. They're ordered by their superiors to travel to a small shire to investigate some 'queer disappearances'.The party travels from the east of Haranshire and are in the Howler's Moor area when they have their 1st encounter. I had a pack of eight death dogs be heard before they're spotted. I tried to describe the howling as very 'peculiar and unsettling'. The party dismounts on high ground figuring they'd see the pack coming, and they did. These coal black mastiffs come charging across this desolate hilly region.You know that scene in The Two Towers where Legolas is shooting the worg riders? That's how it was kind of here. The gnome thief and elven cleric brought down three of the dogs with their bows before melee. The fight was then on with the horses scattering and the character's fighting for their lives. The elven cleric failed his save vs poison after being bitten but he survived.My brother's human fighter with his pick just did not miss this combat. And he rolled very well for damage as well. The fight was over with most wounded but the cleric the only serious one. The player's took a completely different path than I expected and decided to track the dogs to their lair. The thief and cleric both had the tracking NWP and they both made their rolls.They tracked the pack back to an abandoned mine where the thief snuck in and saw a human in chain mail armour sitting at a rickety desk reading some scrolls. Lying at his feet were two more death dogs. The party decided on a diversion, ambush type attack. They called him out to parley but Ranchefus was having none of that. He was overconfident and he and his two mutts were put down quickly. My brother's pick fighter critted the alpha male in the first round.The party finds the letters that Ranchefus was reading and how an unknown source was expecting the next shipment of slaves in one week. That's where we ended for the evening.Much fun was had by all and I'm really excited to get back into this game.</blockquote>

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