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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Morrow" data-source="post: 649102" data-attributes="member: 301">After some searching Thar and Rhunn found the cave of Doon, the troll sculptor.  They had just reached to door when a figure came up behind them in the darkness.  It was Krikara.“Krikara!” cried Thar, “I thought you were dead.” The rest of the party, hearing the joyful reunion came forward.  Thar greeted Atarax warmly, and was taken aback to discover that the party was traveling with bugbears.  He was even more surprised when the pair shifted back to their natural form: regal looking humanoid tigers with backward facing palms, wearing fine clothing.  Thar quickly looked for an escape route, but with the cat-demons in front of him and a troll cave behind him, he was forced to stand his ground.Thar and Rhuun were then introduced to Kriggle, Foleful, and Plikt.  “A pleasure meeting you,” Thar said, then paused for a moment to examine the Xvart, somewhat taken aback.  “Pleased.”“I am Kriggle of Kurtlmak.  Do you know of my tribe?”  asked the kobald.  Thar explained that Kriggle was the first kobald he had encountered since leaving Blarkarg Camp, with the exception of several dead kobalds being eaten by rat-creatures on the outskirts of Freetown.  Kriggle was in favor of investigating immediately and Atarax was particularly interested in Thar’s report of the rat-creatures’ speed.“How fast were they?”  asked Atarax.“Fast enough to run me down and tear my throat out,” replied Thar sardonically.The topic quickly shifted to why Thar had contacted Atarax.  He began to explain about his vision from Maglibuyet, and then remembered that he was speaking in front of the cat-demons.  When Solon and Curuscan pressed him for details, he played down the importance of the vision and turned the conversation toward Doon, the troll sculptor.Foleful took the initiative and knocked on the great stone door. A tall well-built troll wearing a smock soon emerged.  Doon greeted Foleful warmly.  It was impossible to miss the glint of intelligence in the troll’s eye.  Introductions were barely complete when Solon and Curuscan pushed past Doon, down a long tunnel and into a large cave with a stream running through one end.  They claimed airily that they were there to view his sculpture.  Doon was flattered by their inquiries and explained that he did, “Occasionally put chisel to stone.”  Over a dozen sculptures were dotted around the room, in various stages of completion, were scattered around the cavern.  As the troll lead them from one work to another everyone was amazed by his skill.  Coming from any other sculptor the pieces would be considered excellent, but for a troll they were fantastic.“I call this one Black Pudding Eating a Kitten.  And this one is Claw, Claw, Rend.”  Doon smirked at his own cleverness as he displayed I Left My Heart in South Sivenni, but Then I Grew a New One.Doon agreed to let the party stay for the night.  However, being something of a hermit, he could not recommend a suitable place for the Solon and Curuscan to stay in Freetown.  The glances he threw Foleful's way made it quite clear he was not happy to have such dangerous and unpredictable creatures in his home.The party shared a meal of bugbear stew, and Atarax entertained the group with a story.  Thar had never heard the tale of the party’s mad dash across Ghenna in search of sulfur for spell components, and both he and the cat-demons were surprised both by Atarax’s storytelling abilities, and by the great deeds that he described.During the evening Thar was able to learn more about the group’s relationship with Solon and Curuscan, and was distressed but not at all surprised to discover that the creatures intended to force the party to serve them while they set-up a suitable residence in Freetown.  Thar cringed at the passing mention of  foot massages  The party still set watches during the night, and Thar was distressed to discover that one of the cat-demons was always awake, quashing his hopes for escape.</blockquote>

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