That….that did not go as planned….at all.
We arrived at the camp of the northern army of Convergence, me, Bastion and Kaya. We left the incriminating items with the rest of the group…and Atiliana so she didn’t blow our cover…ha.
They have giants.
We didn’t leave the bag of giant bits with the rest of the party because Atiliana and Nago said to bring them to sell. AAAND of course we don’t have time to get rid of the bag before they’ve spotted us. Lets just pretend that bad doesn’t exist, buy our supplies, and get out without causing a scene…easy, right?
So we’re talking with the dwarven quartermaster about getting supplies and he’s grilling us about why we’re there. He obviously wasn’t buying our story about being travelers. I was in the process of trying to get our supplies and get out and just be weird travelers when Kaya decided to say that we had found the corpse of a giant, who might be one of theirs, and brought some of him back her for them.
This goes back and forth for a little bit whilst I try to recover from shock and Bastion tries not to shit in his armor.
Eventually we move past the bits of mutilated giant bits lying in between us all and then the dwarf thought he recognized Kaya. She’s apparently some legendary adventurer/rift closer.
The dwarf now thinks we’re hunting rifts. OH THANK GOD! We have a way out of this and can explain our presence in Stag-
Kaya says no, and sticks to our original lie before I can confirm his suspicions about why we’re here. WHAT IS GOING ON!
I risk it and cover Kaya’s mouth, she is really tall, by the way, and tell the dwarf that we were lying and that we are, in fact, hunting a rift in the area. Pretty sure he bought it.
Then we get down to buying our supplies.
But wait! Of course he recognizes Bastion too!
Apparently Bastion is some great giant slayer from the northern front AND he killed the killer of one of their giant’s brother…I give up.
Turns out, that was a good thing and the giant gave Bastion a big ol’ golden rat statue that we were FINALLY able to trade for our resources an-
OH GOD KAYA SAW A GIANT BOAR!!
Now she’s made a bet with the dwarf to go in the pen with the ultra violent giant boar unarmored and unarmed. If she gets the boar to listen to her, she keeps it.
This was supposed to be a simple supply run into the middle of an enemy encampment.
Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly by this point I guess, the boar basically just lays down for a belly rub as soon as she walks in.
We FINALLY buy two war horses, a light riding horse, and a camel to carry supplies and leave…to be followed by several…lets call them scouts…from the camp. We send Rhiannon (who refused direction to stay with the others to follow Bastion) to tell the rest of the group to set up an ambush at a bridge while we slowly led the scouts towards them. We reached the bridge, crossed it and made it to the tree line and hid while we waited to see if the scouts tried to cross. After about an hour and a half, they were still a no show and we crossed back over the bridge – due to the army of giants, wargs, and howling swarm tribesmen traveling north on the side we had crossed to – and booked it north to make our way towards Elf Fort (I believe it’s also known as Fort Driftwood).
Towards Avenlock Village, or the remains of it anyways, and near the Wayward Inn that we can never seem to get away from, we met up with a party of orcs led by a guy named Greeg. Seemed like kind of a dick, but he was an orc, so what should I expect. They knew of us and our part in their “new land” and we traveled together north for about a day.
It was a pretty intense day. Take a crazy bar brawl. It was like that. All. The. Time. Some of them died!
As an aside, there are A LOT more orcs in the area now. There were several that looked to be picking over one of the forts that is now in ruins, orc children playing with some of the human children in the area, and even some orcs helping human farmers get the land back in order. This is actually the healthiest that I’ve seen this area, and based on my talks with Eric Flannigan, probably the healthiest this area has been in a long time. Maybe this whole orc thing wasn’t as bad of an idea as I originally thought. Maybe we’ll get lucky and have something go our way in this gods forsaken land. Or maybe it just hasn’t bitten us in the ass yet.
We split from the orcs to make quick time north east to get to elf fort, but before we split, Bastion reminded us that he was still a wanted man for deserting the northern army and probably shouldn’t go to the Elf Fort. So Rhiannon (who would not leave “her man”) turned the two of them into a bird to travel to Orc Fort and let Mullocor know about the giants and wargs and tribesmen traveling towards them, give help on how to fight against giants, and to make Rhiannon fly to Elf Fort in 48 hours if no one, probably me, shows up from Elf Fort before then.
The journey from when we left Bastion and Rhiannon to Elf Fort was at a very quick pace and only briefly made a stop because we were assaulted by, and made quick work of, a group of bandits.
Please let Fort Driftwood not be in as bad of shape as the three forts that we’ve actually seen already.