The Drow War Book One - Chillhame

The heroes of the day take what little spoils they have, a job well done and children saved, both human and hobgoblin and have them returned to those that will love or at least watch over them in the latter case… though with much discretion on the part of the hobgoblin children.

The children are returned to their parents and the villagers of Bronce do what they can to make the heroes feel welcome, including nursing the more injured heroes to health which takes little time with all the magic at the heroes’ disposal. The following day the Miller and his cronies set out to board up the old mine, lest anymore children or worse find themselves in dire straits.

Each character gains 1025 XP, it has been two days since their harrowing adventure… time to rest up and recuperate from their travails, and have been given free board at the Inn for their aid.
 

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Kyalia

During the time of rest, Kyalia remembers her promise to let Enthalus have a look at the gift ring she had received from the stranger that morning and shows the Moonshield to him, hoping that he can find out more about it.
 

Saxon is glad for the couple of days of rest, but is troubled by something. At the next opportunity he raises a matter with the group when assembled.

[elven]"The ghost of the man who had his throat cut in the mine. I believe we owe him for pointing us in the right direction. I suggest we at least give him a proper burial, assuming we don't look into the details of his death. Naturally I suspect the Miller and his... colleagues, but without evidence it's probably prudent to attribute it to the hobgoblins. Then again, the place may be too flooded for the corpse to be retrievable,"[/elven] he says to the others.

Mzarem lies nearby, patched up from his encounter with the cart and the hobgoblins, and gazes up at the various people speaking.
 

"I agree with Saxon. If we can aid the uneasy spirit and put it to rest I say we do it. He appeared to be a ghastly victim of an assault, judging by the slit throat."

When Kyalia brings over the ring to the recuperating Enthalus he flashes her a smile and inspects the gift closely, checking for identifying marks and any magic aura.
 

Voadam said:
"I agree with Saxon. If we can aid the uneasy spirit and put it to rest I say we do it. He appeared to be a ghastly victim of an assault, judging by the slit throat."

When Kyalia brings over the ring to the recuperating Enthalus he flashes her a smile and inspects the gift closely, checking for identifying marks and any magic aura.
Dolan relaxes enjoying not having to get beaten, or be wet, and enjoy the fruits of their labor. They hear news that the Jim the Miller and his boys have boarded up the entrance to the old Mines for fear of more humanoids and ghosts.

Enthalus finds that the ring is indeed magical and was crafted with skill equal to elven masters of the art. The ring is magical nature, wreathed in protection magic, the ring will aid in protecting the wearer from harm.

Ring of Protection +1 for the ring.
 

Laurel adds, "Once the weather dries out for a day or two, the water levels in the mine should lower to a point where we can safely re-enter it."
 

"A princely gift Kyalia, the skillfulness of the crafting is equal to that of elven magical craftings and it does indeed hold a minor enchantment to ward you in combat."
 

[elven]We'll need a means of getting through the barricade that the Miller has established over the mine entrance, but aside from that I'd forsee a simple stroll into the depths of the mine. Once we're out we can simply reboard the barricade, and we'll be done,"[/elven] Saxon continues.

Mzarem whines as he lets out a yawn. Relaxation could really take it out on him.
 

Laurel adds, "I think our keen elven eyesight will find the way through the barricade. Somehow, I suspect there will be a way.

"Kyalia, when you wielded the Sword of Legend against the hobgoblin, what did it feel like? Was it like any other sword or was it different?"
 

Kyalia

“I must admit, I was too focused on not dying to concentrate on the sword's aura, but it's not the same as wielding any sword, so much I can say, there is something special about it, which is hard to put into words. It's like a good spirit at your side, which leads your hand.”

When Enthalus had returned the ring, Kyalia had smiled and answered: “A great gift indeed, I wonder if we will ever meet him again.”
 

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