Monday, July 23, 2018

Monday 23rd July

As the sun came up, Rats approached the camp with "a friend", went by the name of Spears. Dirtnap and Kronos were still in some pain from the previous days exertions and combat, so they wanted to stay. Spears volunteered to stay with them and keep watch as they rested. They would do what they could to catch the group up over the coming days.

The rest of the group headed north to continue their search for the crypt and the evil undead worshipping orcs. The first day went without incident, the land changing from woods in to undulating hills as they made their way further north. On the second day, they saw a very tall rock in the distance and decided to make their way towards it. Scouting ahead, Rats soon spotted that there was some kind of wooden constructed palisade around part of the large jutting rock, and could see movement of people on the walls.

The group ventured a bit closer, hiding behind one of the hills whilst they tried to come up with a plan. Irina started out by shifting in to the form of a wolf, and headed off behind the rock to do some natural scouting. Doing a quick circuit of the place, she found that the walls were forming a small loop in front of the rock, with the rock itself forming part of wall.

Some of the group decided to sneak forwards. Rats and Norris both made a bit of noise and one of the wall guards fired an arrow in their direction. It hit Kevin but he managed to take the blow without whimpering in pain. Everyone was still as they waited to see if the guards had spotted them, but they quickly went back to their patrols and the group made their way forwards once again.

They found a small gap in the wall that was just behind what appeared to be the orc shit holes. Rat's, disguising himself with an illusion to look like an orc spotted an orc go for a shit, and followed him in. The orc looked at him and said something in orcish a few times, but Rat's didn't understand. Then he had a bright idea for a diversionary tactic and took his pants down. It worked, and the orc let out a raucous laugh. Rats, unperturbed, sat down on the long bench with holes in it right next to the orc and the proceeded to pull out a dagger and stab him in the neck. He was so effective with his weapon, that he actually chopped the poor orcs head off before he had a chance to react. The head was swiftly placed down one of the makeshift toilets.

Rats went back to the hole he had pushed his way through and used his thieves tools to remove some nails and make the hole a bit bigger. The rest of the party started to make their way through. One of the patrolling orcs on the other side of the camp spotted Norris and the sound of alarm whistles lit the camp up. Folbys cleverly tried to use an orc war horn to fool the orcs in to thinking that they were friendly, only for Norris to shout up and ask what the fuck the noise was! Combat ensued.

Sephiroth teleported on to one of the wall to take care of an orc, as what appeared to be some kind of boss made his way towards them. Flanked by two wolves, he was ready to rock. There was a big fight, in the middle of which the orcs and the goblins in the camp turned on each other. The party were grateful as the two wolves were keeping them busy. Norris obiliterated the bosses head, and bit of it rained down on the entire camp. The enemy were dying left right and centre, a group of them blown backwards by Kevin using his mystical monk powers to create a thunderwave, Irina followed suit, whilst Folbys and Sephiroth cast bane spells on a number of the enemy. At last, there was just 1 orc who retreated with wounds, and a single goblin that decided it was time to die. It grabbed a bomb from its pocket and let it off in its hands, hurting both Sephiroth and Kevin in the process.

Norris healed Kevin, as they heard noises coming from the tunnel that went in to the rock.

And that, was where we ended the session...

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