Standing gorgeously above the crowd, the Goblin King (possibly self proclaimed) posed magnificently. Two goblins dead, multiple dwarves bodies scattered about, blood touching ritual statues, and a dead rat that was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Six adventurers look towards the Hobgoblin with determination: Raskog feeling queasy with disease coursing through him; Karina distraught by the vision before her and the large seemingly demonic entity above the child in front of her; Segrid standing over the body of the first goblin; Braith holding on to a surge of rage that left his hands bloodied;
“Well hello there.” the Hobgoblin says in a low, smooth, drawn out tone. “I believe we have some unannounced guests everyone!”
Dougland, a meek figure as far as dwarves go, hefts a backpack over his shoulder that was near his companions’ corpse, maintaining eye contact with the figure above them.
Braith Mosswyck, hands bloodied with goblin blood, stands straight, all 4 feet of him, and shouts back, “If we’re your guests, this is quite the welcome. I don’t even see the food!”
“This is my home, creature, you murdered my kin. You expect hospitality?”
Fengar, ever calm, replies “I’m sorry, we were mislead here by this dwarf to rescue his party. We did not know they were desecrating your land.”
The Hobgoblin speaks goblin to the druid, in a somber tone. “Is he with these others?” He motions to the bodies on the floor. Fengar nods sadly. “Leave him. You may leave all the goods he and his kind took and leave this place unharmed.”
In the distance, the skittering noise of Goblins quickly approach from the distance.
Baal speaks up next, “Well I just wish I knew what was going on… there’s two dead goblins a slew of Dwarves, a dead Rat, a flamboyant Hobgoblin, a dragonborn and a whole bunch of strange people in a dark cave!”
“BAAL These are my FRIENDS. And that guy is a CREEP.” Lily says pointing straight to the Hobgoblin. He scoffs and laughs it off.
“I am no creep, child. What are you doing in a cave with adults? THAT is creepy! Where are your parents?”
“You wear weird clothes!”
“I wear FINE clothing. These are purely chic in every sense! If you will not leave the Dwarf and his ill-gotten goods then my lovelys will ATTACK!”
Braith heads for Dougland and attempts to abscond with him. The room is filling with the echos of goblins rushing from the way the party came in, their eyes appearing in the darkness like small yellow orbs.
Raskog demands the layout from Dougland, asking about the two present stairways. He stutters a response at one of the stairs. Braith takes off with the Dwarf in tow. The rest of the group follows suit as goblins explode into the lobby and chase them towards the stairs.
As the party piles up the stairs, Fengar lags behind and closes his eyes. Dragging his toe along the bottom steps, a cantrip soaks into the ground and the magic ruptures it. The ground cracks and crumbles, raising up and fracturing into sharp points at the base of the stairs. There is no easy way to step on this area and the goblins howl in anger and begin to climb each other to get over it. Their pursuit is significantly slowed.
In a small clearing at the top of the stairs, the party is back in the maze of the mine shafts. The hallways illuminated by the mug of light carried by Dougland, who drops it and brandishes a torch. Braith demands additional information from him. Karina prays to the goddess of Dol Arrah causing Dougland to glow with holy guidance. She does this nonstop for the rest of this mine maze. Just imagine it’s a permanent effect. He struggled for several seconds, seemingly failing to remember, when his eyes light up. He peers in two directions, taking the path he did not actually check down.
Dougland sucks at his job. He needs help like a baby, even Karina can’t help him. Goblin chattering continues to echo through the caves as the party pushes through the caves. Karina keeps Dougland moving as Fengar once again bends the rock in the cave to continue to slow the invaders. Using his right foot as leverage he thrusts his palms towards the ground and with seemingly exerting effort as if lifting something, he brings his arms up and the ground swells and erupts again. Creating a 15ft drop the goblins would have to climb over to continue their pursuit.
The party finds another clearing and Dougland once again is super dumb. Farland looks around the room and finds a hidden door. Dougland scrambles through the door and everyone follows suit. A completed hallway is now displayed. Raskog turns to the door and jams the door shut with a pyton from his dungeoneering pack.
Fengar again finds a secret door, this one only allowing one person through at a time. The party makes their way through. Raskog makes quick work of the door. To the right, a hallway leads into darkness, and everything appears to be like a mine shaft again. Dougland mentions leaving through that hallway to escape the caves before. Coming to a fork and Dougland becomes entirely useless again. Farland attempts to hear for any activity behind the doors. Sigrid checks the left door for traps, and finds nothing. Dougland opens the left door, cautiously takes steps out and falls through a stone pit trap. He yells and it‘s wonderful.
Sigrid scales the pit and wraps the Dwarf on a rope and pulls him up the pit. Almost immediately, Dougland attempts the second door and again falls down a trap. Losing consciousness this time. Sigrid rifles through his belongings and finds 5 platinum in his boots. She sends his pack up to the group as well, before once more pulling the dwarf from the pit. Karina casts a spell, a small flicker of light like a snowflake caught by the sun, circles the air above the dwarf and touches his forehead, Dougland regains consciousness.
Stuck now in this room with two traps and a jammed secret entrance, Sigrid runs her hands over the stone and finds nothing.
Patiently waiting for glorious combat, Baal and Lily stand at the front of the hallway, by where the group came in. They hear scurrying off in the distance and Lilly notices a strange shape in the wall nearby. She pulls the stone to discover an stout treasure chest! Baal helps her hoist it from the hole as she calls everyone over.
The chest is locked and Sigrid gets to work on it. She struggles and eventually opens the box, but not before a needle pierces her hand. The concoction on the needle does not reach deep enough and she does not get poisoned. Inside the chest, Sigrid sees a small gold bracelet, Bone Dice, painted wooden frames with mirrors, a bone rod with draconic runes and a brilliant sapphire, a set of boots made of leaves and wood covered in elven script, and a lot of bling bling. Lily demands to see the contents since she ‘found’ it, the rest of the party looks onwards. The subject of carrying the loot out of the dungeon comes up and Segrid notes she is holding Dougland’s bag. She takes a look inside and finds one ingot of metal. It gleams intensely. She slips it into her pocket and jams the contents of the treasure into the bag. Raskog takes the dice. Fengar identifies the boots as Elven Swiftness and Sigrid eyes them hungrily. The elven on the boots is translated as “Sneaky sneak” and Sigrid takes to equipping them over her feet in the middle of the dungeon.
An explosion casts off in the distance and Sigrid and Karina notice the noise. Fengar and Raskog ask Dougland what the explosions are. He acts like a dick considering everyone just saved his life. Raskog asks if this is where Dougland wound up when running last time.
Baal notices a hidden door and gives it a square punch, opening the secret path to a small office. The party filters in and identified this as the Foreman’s office. A ladies voice comes from the other side of the normal entrance. It appears she is struggling with goblins and Braith comes to the horrific realization that the explosions are from a new contraption called a ‘Gun.’
Sigrid takes a peek outside the door to see what’s going on. She sees an elf’s back with blue tinted hair and leather armor. She is holding a spear and a shield, yelling in elvish at the soldier next to her who is knelt down and aiming down a long brown tube. Explosions rocket out from the tube and ricochet down the hallway at goblins crawling along the walls. The way to the left appears clear and the group could abscond that way without drawing attention.
Raskog realizes the elf as a vigilante from Corlan, her band named “the Mists.” Baal says he wishes to help, Karina says she’s interested as well. Braith agrees and the three run out the door. A new figure, initially out of sight, swings around. Her eyes get wide and she yells “it’s them! It’s them!” The elven woman spins around, immediately identified as the minstrel from the tavern, smiles and looks to the rest and says “Let’s go!” and the party picks up and runs with them. Eventually through winding dark tunnels, the group finds themselves in the Undercity. The elven woman, Emma, states that they will talk later. Specifically to Dougland, she asks that he be present, Braith grips him.
Dougland attempts to escape, breaking Braith’s grip and running straight into the Rogue. She raises her pommel and connects with the dwarfs’ chin, knocking the man flat. Dougland is out cold and Emma sweeps him up, hoisting him over her shoulder as if he weighed nothing, and asks if the party will accompany them back to the tavern. Raskog mentions the dwarf owes them 230 gold. Emma chuckles and the group takes a trip to the Tipper Cattle.
As Emma walks into the tavern the sound stops, she looks at no one in particular and demands “We’re closed, everyone out.” the room empties immediately. No questions asked. Emma slings Dougland over on a table. Raskog takes someone else’s drink and Lily attempts to take a beer too. Karina looks at Emma expectantly and Emma laughs and says “Do what you will, Child.”
Lily takes a swig of the beer that is the size of her head and immediately spits “It’s bitter and gross! EWWWWW. I hate it!!!” The bartender brings Lily a fresh milk to calm her down and regular drinks to everyone else. He hands two to Emma, she drops the first like a pro (ziggy ziggy) and nurses the second, Braith hands out rations to the group and begins entertaining a few mice who have gathered.
Braith puts the packed bag on the table to begin sorting the contents. Raskog mentions feeling under the weather, to which Emma looks him over. Giving a small song from her mother tongue, Raskog feels his lungs filling up with life again and the disease retreating from his body. Sigrid is immediately suspicious, and asks her what she was doing in the mines. Emma explains that she recognized the dwarf as a part of an illicit smuggling ring. She was looking for this particular ring for quite a while. The smugglers have valuables that coarse through the black markets in the undercity. Emma asks the party “Were you able to identify what the deal was?”
Lily speaks up “I think the goblins were selling dead dwarves! They had enough of them!”
Sigrid produces the ingot she took from the dwarves bag, causing a huge reaction out of Emma. She is wide eyed and scared. “Why would dwarves want to trade Mythril with the goblins?”
Meanwhile, Braith is almost dumping the loot bag on the table. Raskog catches on and tells him to stop. Raskog sits with Braith watching on and begins organizing the coins. Braith eventually tries to give some to Emma for her help. She introduces herself to the gnome for the first time and rejects his generous offer. Fengar identifies the rod and bone as a Rod of the Pact Keeper. It allows Raskog to regain a spell slot once per long rest.
Sigrid looks at Fengar and they both look at Lily sitting expectantly at the table. Her guardian spirit long gone she seems innocent again. She peers over the loot excitedly. Sigrid hands the golden bracelet to her.
“Yes! It’s so pretty! Is it magic!?” She asks the two.
Fengar swallows and returns, “Yes! It totally is, it has the power to make your dreams come true!”
“Ohhhhhh! It will bring my parents back to life!?” Lily says immediately putting her entire arm through the bracely that is clearly two or three sizes too big. Fengar fumbles over his words and Sigrid just stares embarassingly. Emma introduces herself to the group as Emaline Skogardotter. She is a bard at this inn, and she introduces her daughter Ingrid who is mute with a scar across her neck. Her other daughter, Rose the halfling, and her husband, Garok the half-orc. They are all members of The Mists.
Lily asks Ingrid about the gun, and gets some generic sign language in response. Rose recognizes that the child doesn’t understand and explains “She says she lost her ability to sing, so she found something to do it for her.” Emma has fastened Dougland to the table and offers rest to the party in the cellar.
Lily brings her milk to the bar and asks Garok “Since we’re now all members of your group does that mean I won’t get thrown out anymore?” Garok grunts dismissively and takes her cup. No one said they were members of the Mist, yet.
Braith is led to a broom by some Mice and uses it to clean up after the group and mice before retiring just like a badger would do had they the tools to do so.
Sigrid peers through a fancy framed mirror and uses it to creep on the party, her suspicions of magic and things other-realm consuming her mind. She’s witnessed most of the party perform some kind of ethereal feats and she thinks long and hard about how she wants to regard them.
Raskog won’t leave the loot table and makes sure to divide it evenly amongst the whole party. Ten gold each, 200 silver and 450 copper. As many a dragon before him, he seems most at home when surrounded by shiny things.
Fengar lights a pipe and begins to unwind before taking a nap downstairs. Seemingly unphased by being thrust into such a dangerous and violent situation. He may even be pleased by how he managed to handle the encounter without hurting anyone.
Karina asks when the last time the building was blessed was. Garok shrugs at her. She begins blessing the store room and casting a religious ritual before she too lays to sleep in the basement.