After a long exhausting battle, the group enjoy a much needed nights rest in the cave of the slain Orc enemies of Wyvern Tor. Awaking the next day, they looted the bodies, and Threx removed the head of the biggest Orc and in one clean swoop, sliced it off. Shoving it into his pack before exiting the cave.
Leaving the cave, they continue on their journey to the north, back to Hamun Kost, the Necromancer at Old Owl Well. They find the way to his camp easily enough, greeted with a familiar warm welcome. With Threx presenting the severed Orc head, Hamun was overjoyed the group was able to rid him of the Orc pests that have been meddling with him over the last few months, making it extremely difficult to accomplish anything in his research. He led the group into his tent once again, and offered them a choice between two leather satchels. Each contained half of the items he uncovered in his research, as promised. Threx chose the bag with a small jeweled box. Inside the jeweled box was a Ring of Protection. It was decided that Meushi would take the ring, because she was the squishiest of them all.
A short visit with Hamun was all they desired, and they were back on the Triboar Trail once again, this time heading West. As the hours passed, the sun dropped lower in the sky, and they began to hear a rustling in the brush all around them. Swarmed by Stirges! Finding themselves surrounded, they stood ready to fight. One after another these flying beasts darted at the travelers, attached themselves, and sucked the life out of them. Slowly but surely, they took down the blood sucking stringes, until only the bat-like corpses of the Stirges remained of their swarm. After camping the remainder of the night, the group continued down the road towards Phandalin, Cassie taking the lead.
Entering the town, they realized something was amiss, and Phandalin was incredibly quiet. They approached the Shrine of Luck, hoping to find Sister Garaele to tell her of Agatha’s answer, but no one was there. They continued to look about, finding no one in sight. They moved toward the Townmaster’s Hall, as Threx was reaching for the door handle Harbin Wester burst from the doors knocking Threx (and Rahm who was on Threx’s shoulders) on his ass. Harbin’s hands were full, and he appeared to be in a hurry. After receiving their payment for clearing the Orcs from Wyvern Tor, Harbin told the group of a recent Goblin attack on the town. And informed them that everyone was meeting at Stonehill Inn to keep safe. The party helped Harbin with his bags, and walked with him to the Inn.
Inside they found nearly everyone they had previously met just sitting around the tavern. Gribendr, Threx, and Rahm wandered over to Sildar, seeking information. Sildar explained how after they had left, goblin attacks were happening frequently. These townsfolk were not soldiers, and Sildar felt compelled to keep them safe. He believed the best way to do this would be to have everyone stay together. They learned these Goblins that have been harassing the town were also members of the Cragmaw Tribe, the same Goblins who had captured Iarno, and Gundred Rockseeker, the same Goblins who had been working with the Redbrands.
Noticing the travelers pile into her tavern, Elsa Stonehill was quick to greet them. She sincerely apologized for her outburst from earlier, and only hoped they would forgive her. Rahm was quick to answer, bearing a gift of perfume, not from the farting jellies. She seemed shy, however grateful and relieved. She happily accepted his gift as a gesture of good will and grabbed everyone a mug of ale.
Allowing the group to discuss further,
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Elsa offered everyone rooms for the night. Later, after Cassie had a few, Meushi helped her find her way to the beds. Rahm, after attempting to flirt with Quelline Alderleafthe Halfling mother whose son, Carp, was slain before the party’s eyes by the Redbrands. It was then that Rahm realized Elsa was watching, as she tucked his gift under the counter. Ashamed, he went outside with Droop to sleep in the trees.
Gribendr went to the Lionshield Coster to purchase a lantern, and a small keg of oil for it. Meanwhile Threx, who had waited around for quite a while, made his own move on Elsa. Threx pulled out every move he knew, his book being little to begin with, and unfortunately, Elsa turned him down, politely.
All the while, Alyriia sat patiently waiting as one by one, eveyone else filtered out of the tavern and up to their rooms. She made her way over to the redbrand prisoner sitting in the corner of the room. Questioning him on what he knew of her. Not geting near enough information, she left him.
The next morning Gribendr, prepared with his Zone of Truth Spell, put it to work on the prisoner. The prisoner was very adamant about being released. Trying to get information about The Black Spider, it was found out he sent the Bugbears to watch over Glasstaff. Glasstaff would not be near as powerful if he did not posses his Staff. The Staff gives him more power than he is capable of alone. Gribendr came to an understanding with the redbrand, he would not be harmed until they return, letting them see if the information received was useful or not. Gribendr left the room, leaving Alyriia to take him back.
Alyriia looked to the prisoner, demanding he tell her the information he would not tell earlier. He kept insisting if she release him, he would leave the Sword Coast for good, and would give her information that could save the lives of her and all of her companions.
Leaving the prisoner in the hands of the town, the group ventured away from Phandalin once again. They traveled north to Thundertree. After hours of traveling, they came across a fog that enveloped the land around them. Gradually, the trail became an old, overgrown lane winding between dilapidated buildings choked in vines and brush. Ahead of them, in the middle of the settlement, standing upon a steep hill was a stone tower with a partially collapsed roof and an adjoining cottage. A dirt road hugging the base of the hill and winds its way between old stone houses, many of which are roofless ruins with interiors open to the weather. Other buildings appearing more or less intact. The whole place eerily silent.
They passed a wooden sign nailed to a post that read: “DANGER! Plant monsters AND Zombies! Turn back now!”
Slowly, they made their way into the abandoned town. Searching for the Herbalist’s shop, hoping to find an old heirloom left by Mirna Dendrar, the woodworkers wife.
Suddenly as if out of thin air, something took a swipe at Threx. Looking around, they see nothing. Then without warning, the plants all around them sprung to life attacking anyone within reach. Quickly enough they were taken down, Fire seemed to be their greatest weakness. The group gathered around, waiting to see what their next move would be…