29/7 Head east at dawn to Rhest road, twice encounter hobgoblins on the road (& a strange sorcerer), reach Brindol after dark and meet the Council under Lord Kerben Jarmaath. Plan to go to the Dwarf Delves to recruit warriors, and on to the Thorn Waste to find the Ghost Lord. |
| The Council of Brindol |
Bears account
Account of Bear - Druid of the Witchwood
After the battle in the ruins of Rhest, in which we drove the dragon Regiarix away, we had returned to the elven settlement of Starsong Hill hoping to rest and recuperate. There we met our companion Tessele who had received word from Brindol that Drellin Ferry had been destroyed, Terrelton had fallen and the forces of the Red Hand were rapidly marching towards Brindol. Some of our companions were still in need of rest and so it was decided that Motter, Tessele and myself would head to Brindol along with Kiliar Arrowsmith. It was felt that flying would be our swiftest option and the use of the elven owl mounts would aid us in this.
Before we left it was decided that the elves would launch stealth raids on the Red Hand Forces in order to disrupt their supply lines and cause chaos to their foraging parties in the Witchwood.
I assumed the form of a Great Owl and carried Motter on our southward journey. Tessele travelled with Kiliar who appears to be quite taken with our cleric!
As we travelled south we saw below a small group of humans fleeing from a much larger party of what appeared to be hobgoblins and two giant humanoids.
Much to the surprise of Motter, I swooped down and struck one of the hobgoblins a glancing blow before landing and allowing Motter to climb off my back. He immediately drew his axe and engaged a couple of the hobgoblins. As I reverted back to my human shape I saw that Tessele and Kiliar were engaging the other foul creatures with spells and missile accordingly. I also saw something quite out of the ordinary. The lead person in the group of those running from the hobgoblins was smaller than average and was dressed in a manner completely different from the rest, his clothing being almost completely black. As I noticed this, I saw him become enveloped in a sphere of complete blackness. Certainly not your average townsman!
As the battle continued to rage between us, the hobgoblins and what I could now see were ogres, I summoned two fey dire wolves to aid us. I also saw another dog like beast lope from the sphere of darkness towards one of the ogres.
I could see that Kiliar appeared to be sorely wounded and he and Tessele flew off out of sight. It was then that a large ball of flame shot from the dark sphere, wiping out a large number of our enemies and making the remainder much easier to finish off.
The sphere of darkness disappeared and a small, slim fellow made his way towards our group. He appeared to have a rather sallow complexion and what I can only describe as a ghastly grin plastered across his face. His demeanour instantly caused the hackles on my neck to rise and I could feel myself unconsciously snarling.
He introduced himself as Thelonius Umbra, a half elf employed as an agent of one of the major Houses in Brindol. His voice matched his demeanour and my distrust of him grew.
He said that he had been sent to seek aid for the defence of Brindol. He had been caught up in a group of refugees who were fleeing the encroaching Red Hand Forces until we intervened. He was willing to stay with us until we reached Brindol.
After a short rest we resumed our journey southward. I took the form of a giant eagle and carried Motter on my back and our new companion grasped in. Y talons. I felt this prudent, as if he proved to be false, I could drop him from a great height!
After a while we came upon a small hamlet which was under attack by another group of Red Hand hobgoblins. We immediately gave battle and thwarted the attack although there was only one survivor of the hamlet’s inhabitants. Despite my misgivings, our new companion proved his worth and my mistrust of him dissolved, just a little. I had no such thoughts of Tessele, Motter or Kiliar who proved themselves as capable as always.
After defeating this group we undertook the final part of the journey to Brindol. Cities have never held much appeal for me and I bade farewell to my companions and made to head northwards into the Witchwood where I intended to aid the elves in their harassment of the Red Hand army.
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