Adventure log entry #1
Written by Dent
Trudging through the wilderness again. On our way to follow a lead on Anafos’ teacher. Nothing out of the ordinary, just putting one foot in front of the other hoping something interesting would happen. And just like my mother would say “Anything can happen under an open sky”. We saw some big metal bug streaking through the sky. Like nothing I’d ever seen. Big as a ship but shaped like a swamp-fly. Anafos hadn’t seen it’s like either, and between his book know-what’s and my two eyes, we know most of what there is to know. Lucky for us it crashed into a marsh area and not onto our heads. But I bet Gili could have put us together again.
We trotted ahead to find the bug stuck head first into the muck. We hopped on board to find a clear upper deck and hold. Down below things weren’t quite as pretty. Not sure the others had seen much of this kind of thing. The dead. Two Eladrin Gili said had met their gods due to the crash. Anafos and Sigelsis mucked about with the controls of the crazy ship and told us they thought something was missing. They also found books (of course they did!) that told them the names of number of the crew. There were supposedly more on board than the two that Gili found so we set out to find them.
Anafos is a nice lad and couldn’t help but laugh as he wandered around the crashed ship staring at the ground and talking to himself. Apparently he didn’t see the path through the tall grass. I pointed it out and we struck out after our quarry. The trail went cold after awhile and Sigelsis had to put us back on track. Anafos mentioned something about “Gnome Root” and that the ones we followed might be headed there. Sensing the nearness of our goal I urged the party forward and we quickened the pace.
Eventually we came to a large tree that the others concluded must have been the Gnome Root. The other three got all cautious, especially Gili, she’s always looking out for us. I mentioned that we ought to just walk on up and see who was home. This got sideways glances from the group, but I noticed that they followed close behind as I walked up to the door and rapped my hammer on the entry. We were greeted by the most annoying voice I’d ever heard. Worse than Anafos when he’s beset by some friendly tavern wench. Sigelsis talked our way inside and we entered the tree.
I wasn’t paying attention to the words being spoken as I was the tone behind them. Sigelsis and Anafos were firm and the owner of the squeaky voice was their equal. Eventually, as is often the case, words failed and several gnomes popped into the room from nowhere. They threw spells around like the contents of yesterdays chamber pot. Combat ensued and we held our own. But just as the tide of battle turned in our favor the little beggars would disappear! The last survivor blinked out of existence and we were hot on their heels.
Sigelsis got all sneaky and found the room they fled to. A complicated plan of action was decided on with Sigelsis jumping out to suprise the foe and our charging in to support him. That didn’t work out so well. Sigelsis jumped out all right but was blasted with that infernal Gnome magic for his trouble. I ran out to engage the foe and take some of the heat off the overwhelmed mage, and Gili and Anafos followed suit. We saw the survivors from our previous skirmish as well as a wee dragon. I ignored the dragon and went for the Gnomes. What trouble could such a wee thing get up to? Plenty, as it flapped in and stung Anafos, poisoning him. It was too much for our friend the Warlock as that combined with the assault from the Gnomes sent him to the floor. No sooner had he lost conciousness though, but Gili was on the spot with her words of healing. Sister dwarf proved her worth yet again. Not only with the healing but with beams of holy light which she used to scorch the foes. Eventually our blows began to read on our foes and they went down one by one. The task made much easier by a spell from the Wizard that made the foes slowly stumble and fall to the floor apparently asleep.
Again our foes blinked out of sight as the tide of battle turned against them. Some escaped but the freshly restored Anafos blasted one of our invisible foes whose corpse appeared as it hit the floor. I had had enough of this Gnomes tricks and made clear to their leader, what would happen if he made me chase him all through that crazy warren of a tree. He trembled with fear and laid down his arms. Smart choice. The wee dragon flew off, one or two of our quarry had vanished and we were left with our prisoner and questions.
Total session XP: 390 apiece