Thursday, August 2, 2018

5e: Tigers in the Mountains

From: Sir Fulhoff of Clan Balderk, Knight of Hawk’s Nest
To: Helja and Adrik of Clan Balderk

Mother and Father:

Traveling to Mirabar was uneventful, though bringing our hippogryphs through the teleportation circles was something of a sight. Especially when we emerged in a hay filled loft of a stable. Somewhat convenient location, though getting them all down with the limited space was something of a challenge.

The gatekeeper, Zasper, was a kindly mage, though concerned that the hippogryphs would be a challenge to house (and more to conceal). His fears were allayed once we revealed our collective knighthoods. We also left George and Gracey (Thorin named the shrubs) as well as Bran’s henchman Codlin to watch over them all. We also talked him out of switching from a password based system to a riddle based system to secure the circles.

In town, we started by getting some warmer clothing. We spent more on barely adequate sheepskin cloaks than we spent on the finery in Yartar. The prices here are outrageous. Following that, we stopped on a curiosity shop, and the rest of the party engaged in some shopping. Among the goods the party acquires is a map to an old dragon’s lair.

Checking out the town, we make an appointment to see the Council of Sparking Stones, and inform them of our mission, and confirm the rumors they’ve heard of giants. They, unfortunately, had little information to offer us.

Oh, and while we were there, we had the… pleasure... to hear our own exploits recited to us in song! To say there were liberties taken would be a bold understatement. Thorin came out of the telling sounding like the hero, of course, while the rest of us served as his semi-helpful companions. I’ve included a transcription of the song for you to share with his parents.

Mirabar, while a fascinating city, may be a dead end as far as our quest goes. Collectively grumpy from the cold, we decide to continue on to Brin Shandar, via the old dragon’s lair on Mount Black.

Mount Black was easy enough to find, and the kobold Heap was more than willing to show us around the dungeon, for 50gp. She promised to tell us everything as we went, for an additional 50gp each time. Bran spent a long time negotiating with her. Once in the dungeon, we were almost immediately set upon by weretigers of all things. Tough monsters, but we coordinated our efforts well, and killed 3 before the 4th surrendered with the promise that we’d spare him, his wife, child, and grandmother. We agreed. We also turned over the kobold, who was in cahoots with the weretigers.

Oh, and there may actually be a dragon still in residence. A green one…

Outstanding Rumors/Plot Points
Green Dragon in Mt. Black?
Eye of the Allfather in the Valley of Kadroon
Frost Giant w/ White Dragon Helm
Fire Giants attacked Tribor and took a rod from the center of town.
Gua - Hill Giant Matriarch - Grug-Hug Village location generally described
Eraglass the Sage - Missing?

Loose Threads
Jeff the guard, abandoned in Everland
Yartar - Lady Italia, Bat-weirdos (Kella & Zopin), Paw-Ming, Lord Dryland

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