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.
Over
dinner that night (spicy beans and biscuits – yum!), Roderick finally gave in
and shared some of his story. He explained that his name was actually Nickolas
Chelax (“you can call me Nicki”), a minor noble from Cheliax. He had been
visiting Korvosa on family business when the real Lord Roderick paid him to
take his place at a ball he didn’t want to attend himself. As he was slipping
out of the ball to rendezvous with a young lady, someone hit him over the head,
tied him up, and dumped him into a wagon load of horse crap. As they drove him
away, he overheard them talking about a ransom, and realized they must have
thought they’d kidnapped the real Roderick Genterre. From the wagon, he was
taken aboard a ship for several days, then “persuaded” to join this caravan.
Although they had some questions about his story (why had his kidnappers let
him join the caravan? why was he in a caravan headed away from home and not one
headed back to Cheliax?) most of the party were totally fascinated by his tale
(Sandoval even began making it into a song). Marie, however, found herself
unconvinced, and eyed the young “lord” with considerable suspicion.
The
next day dawned bright, and they were soon on their way again. A few hours out
of Sandpoint, Sawyer began asking the caravan master what kinds of dangers they
could expect to meet.
“Oh,
once we get past Sandpoint, we could start to run into bandits, or orc bands,
or the occasional werewolf up around Wolf’s Ear. But this first stretch to
Sandpoint is a milk run – nothing ever happens along here.”
No
sooner were the words out of his mouth, than a stream of sparks came rocketing
from behind a boulder to their left, accompanied by a loud whistling sound. It
narrowly missed the second wagon, and struck a large bush on the other side of
the road, exploding into a burst of brightly colored sparks. As it did so, two
goblins were thrown into the air from their hiding place behind the bush,
accompanied by a chorus of “Ooo”s and “Ahhhh”s from all around the party.
Goblins
began emerging from ambush all around the caravan. The horses of the
narrowly-missed wagon were thoroughly spooked, and dashed off over the rough
terrain, quickly upsetting the wagon. The driver was pinned beneath it,
unconscious, while Marie, who was riding on board, was also tossed off,
although she managed to avoid being stunned. As most of the goblins closed to
attack on foot, one appeared riding an ugly, over-sized rat-like animal and firing wildly
at the party with a bow. At the same time, someone could be heard singing an
extremely rude song from behind the boulder where the rocket had come from.
Sandru
rushed over to defend his helpless driver, while Sawyer hurried to guard Marie,
urging Roderick/Nicki to stick close to him. Unfortunately, Roderick didn’t
move fast enough, and found a goblin slashing at his legs and trying to climb
up onto the wagon with him. Unable to cast a ranged spell with a goblin in his
face, Roderick did the first thing that came to mind and kicked the goblin off
the wagon seat. He fell right behind the horses, where his screaming and
slashing panicked them. They dashed away, crushing the unlucky goblin beneath
the wagon’s wheels, but carrying Roderick away from the fight in a runaway
wagon.
Sandoval,
Shinjiro, and Bella charged the boulder looking for the source of the
mysterious (and annoying) singing, and found a goblin warchanter crouched
behind it. He tried attacking with another (much smaller) firework, but finding
himself surrounded, abandoned it and went for his sword. Outnumbered, he soon
fell. Sandru made quick work of the goblin who’d gone after the driver, then
drew his own bow to fire at the mounted goblin commando who was dashing around the
party. Zhustin’s Sleep spell sent the
goblin attacking Marie into slumber land, and she and Sawyer soon finished off
another. Sawyer ran to intercept the commando, and as it rode by a mighty swing
of his sword separated the rider from his mount – and the rider’s head from his
body.
As
the party began looting the bodies and caring for the injured, Sandru was
cursing a blue streak. “What the hell?!? Goblins haven’t bothered anyone on
this road in years! What the frak is going on? And where did they get those
fireworks?!” After they managed to right the overturned wagon and stabilize its
badly injured driver, the caravan limped on into Sandpoint.
After
getting the caravan squared away, Sandru led the party to an inn called the
Rusty Dragon, and introduced them to its owner, an extremely beautiful Tian
woman named Ameiko Kaijitsu. Ameiko was extremely interested in the fight
with the goblins, and soon the party was the center of attention at the inn as
they repeated their tale over and over.
Koya’s Curse
Eventually
Sandru returned, along with Sheriff Belor Hemlock. He was also
accompanied by a bent old woman, hunched over a walking stick and her head covered
with a shawl. He introduced her: “This is my mother, Koya Mvashti.”
Koya
hobbled over to the party’s table and pinched Sandoval on the cheek. “Sandoval
Deszcu!” she cackled. “You look just like your mother, gods rest her soul.” She
pressed her fingers to her lips and then to the sky, in the traditional Sczarni
gesture of respect for the dead. “I’ve been expecting you. Your mother’s spirit
came to me on the night she died, and told me she would be sending you to me.
‘Koya’, she said ‘you are like a sister to me, and you have suffered from this
curse long enough. I have a son, Sandoval, a good man and a good son. I am
sending him to you, so that he may lift your curse before you die.’ And now,
here you are, just as she foretold!”
Koya Mvashti |
Sandoval
appeared to be thoroughly confused. He asked about the nature of the curse, to
which Koya replied “It’s what your mother told you before she died. She said
you had agreed to help me. Will you not help an old woman be free of this curse
and have a few happy days before she dies?” Zhustin also tried asking about the
curse, but Ameiko nudged him and whispered, “This is between Koya and the young
Sczarni – it’s not your affair.” Thrilled to have been touched by the gorgeous
Ameiko, Zhustin was left speechless for the first time.
Finally
Sandoval agreed that he would help Koya lift her curse, and she clapped her
hands with delight. “Oh gods be praised! Quick – someone go fetch Father
Zantus. We will perform the ceremony right now, and begin lifting the curse this
very night!”
When
asked ‘What ceremony?’ she cackled wickedly. “Why the wedding ceremony, of
course. I have buried three husbands, but have been cursed with a barren womb.
Sandru is my adopted son, but I have never had babies of my own (though not for
lack of trying!). But now dear Sandoval has come to lift my curse, and bless me
with many children in my old age. He looks very virile to me – why I’ll bet
that I’m pregnant before the sun comes up on our wedding bed!”
As
Sandoval sputtered and tried to talk his way out of his “betrothal”, Sandru,
Ameiko, and the other patrons of the Rusty Dragon erupted in roars of laughter.
Koya threw off her shawl and stood up straight, revealing that she’s not nearly
as old as she appeared to be. She rapped Sandoval smartly across the back of
his head with her cane. “Never try to con a con, kid.”
The
confused party eventually pieced together the story: Sandoval had conned Sandru
into giving him free passage in the caravan by pretending to be a long-lost
relative of Koya’s bearing a message to her from Sandoval’s recently deceased
mother. When Koya heard the tale she immediately saw through the con, and
decided to turn the tables on the silver-tongued bard.
Goblin Hunters
When
the excitement died down, Sheriff Hemlock listened as the party described the
goblin attack (and with many repeated tellings, their actions had by now become
heroic in the extreme). He shook his head. “We haven’t had any trouble with the
Licktoads in years and years, but a couple of weeks ago they somehow got their
hands on a load of fireworks, and it’s made them way too brave for their own
good. Yours is the third caravan they’ve attacked, along with some smaller
groups of travelers. So far no one’s been killed, thank goodness, but that luck
won’t hold. We’ve had to reinstate our old goblin bounty – the town will pay 10
gold for every relatively fresh pair of goblin ears, and we’ll give 300 for the
head of their leader, Chief Gutwad. You all seem like a pretty capable group –
we’d appreciate it if you’d see if you can locate their village in the
Brinestump Marsh and clean them out for us. You might want to hurry, though –
another group of adventurers left a few days ago intent on wiping out the
Licktoad threat and collecting the bounty for themselves.”
After
some hemming and hawing, and after being reassured by Sandru that the caravan
would be in Sandpoint for at least 10 more days collecting more cargo, the
party finally agreed to go after the Goblins. The Sheriff was pleased, and gave
them the following advice about Brinestump Marsh:
“Brinestump
isn’t as large as the Mushfens farther to the south, but the swamp is dense and
tangled. It’s easy to get lost in the place. No one’s made a really detailed
map of Brinestump — there’s been no need, since there’s not much of value there.
But if anyone knows his way around in the marsh, it’d be that eccentric old halfling,
Walthus Proudstump. He calls himself the “warden” of the swamp. A fishing trail
leads from the Lost Coast Road directly to Walthus’s shack in the swamp. You
could do a lot worse than following that trail to seek out the halfling’s
advice.”
As
the night went on, Bella went upstairs to take a much-needed bath, while Marie
went to the Sandpoint Cathedral to seek advice from Father Zantus. Sandoval set out an empty cap and began singing, and was soon joined by Ameiko, who proved to be quite talented. Zhustin
was amazed that he would have both a real bed to sleep in and apparently
unlimited free beers from the grateful patrons of the Rusty Dragon. As the
night wore on, the party began overhearing (or having locals enthusiastically
force them to listen to) all manner of gossip and rumors. Some of the more
memorable ones:
· “Some
travelers coming from up coast say they saw a dragon—a big black one—flying
around above central Mosswood. Hope they were drunk or something. We don’t need
no dragons ‘round here again!” (This immediately prompted the by now quite
drunk Zhustin to decide “To hell with goblins – let’s go get us a dragon!”)
· “The
Soggy River Monster was seen again, this time by a fisherman on the New Fish
Trail. He said it stood taller than a man, had white skin, and had a mouth that
opened up all the way down its neck. It was eating what looked like a goblin on
the far side of the river, which is why the fisherman managed to escape.”
· “That
weird halfling who lives at the end of the New Fish Trail raises snakes as
pets. I kid you not! He coddles them like my niece coddles her pet rabbit, Mr.
Nibbles! Takes a special kind of weirdo to keep snakes as pets!”
· “If
you is headed into that swamp, best watch out for Old Megus, the swamp witch. I
heard she used witch magic to turn into some sort of swamp zombie and now she’s
stalking Brinestump looking for people to eat!”
The
party agreed to sell what they could of the goblins’ gear and use the proceeds
to buy a few supplies before heading down to Brinestump Marsh the next day.
Would they find the Licktoads – or would the Licktoads find them?
The
party gained 211 XP for their exploits, with 2000 XP required for level 2. We’ll
meet at Leo’s again next week.
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