Rats!

As the group explored the Brinestump Marsh, looking for the mysterious shipwrecks marked on the crude map they’d found in the goblin village, they had stumbled across a mouldering shack deep in the swamp. They’d heard tales about a witch named Megus who lived in the swamp, and wondered if this could be her home. Marie had gone into the shack to look around, but was finding nothing but mold-covered walls and furniture, and a floor criss-crossed with rat prints. Zhustin had checked out a collapsed shed nearby, but couldn’t see anything inside.

A Mystery Awakes

Last week saw the party launch an attack on the Licktoad’s village. They had cleared out most of the huts, and one of the surviving goblins was running for his life, but two more had Sandoval backed into a corner (or did he have them backed into a corner?), and there was still the matter of a locked set of double doors on the village’s largest hut.

Blackhawk Down

Feeling a good bit better after a night’s sleep at the Rusty Dragon, the party set out to find the Old Fish Trail that they’d been told would lead them to the Licktoad’s camp. After following the Lost Coast Road for about a mile past the New Fish Trail, they spotted another track leading off towards the Brinestump. Unlike the trail they’d followed yesterday, which, while overgrown, had shown signs of frequent use, this trail didn’t look like anyone had been down it in some time. In particular, the party saw no signs that the goblins had been using it to stage their recent raids. Had they been steered in the wrong direction?

Into Brinestump

The party awoke a bit hungover, but anxious to set off into the Brinestump Marsh to hunt down the Licktoads. They spent some time selling off the meager loot they’d collected from the goblins who’d attacked them on the road, and bought some simple adventuring supplies, then set off towards the New Fish Trail that the locals had pointed out to them.

Things That Go Boom

The party set out from Magnimar headed for Sandpoint and parts unknown. Well … not really a party at this point – just seven unacquainted and somewhat mutually suspicious individuals. Sawyer thought Bella looked like trouble. Roderick sulked and refused to talk to anyone else. Shinjiro kept a meditative silence. Only Zhustin was incurably cheery, pestering everyone with unsolicited questions about who they were, where they were going, and why.