Scales Of War

Where Meavoi meets his maker!


The Antler & Thistle burns to the ground. The local militia have come to help the bucket brigade try and salvage what remains of the smoldering building, when all of a sudden, townsfolk come flooding towards the party from around the corner of a building further down the street. You can see panic in their eyes as they stream past you and the burning tavern; screams of panic erupting from several people. The Antler & Thistle is quickly forgotten as the party decides to investigate the cause of this mob panic. Thinking it is probably more hobgoblin hijinks, your group quickly makes their way to the location of the disturbance. Spread out in front of the party is a small open air market of approximately 10 stalls. You can see that some of the stalls are covered with canopies and have wooden benches displaying goods and sundries while other stalls are nothing more than wooden carts with miscellaneous wares. It appears the merchants have all fled their stalls as your attention is drawn to the far side of the market by the flames that burn several of the stalls. In the center of the conflagration you spot the source of the fire…two hobgoblins sit atop a wooden cart in an open air market. One ‘hobbie’ is launching arrows into anything that moves, mainly livestock that was presumably brought to market to sell. The second ‘hobbie’ is holding a lit torch in one hand and a small clay jug with a bit of dirty rag stuffed into the neck. Tethered to the front of the cart, pulling the hobbies even further into the market, is a massive Ogre carrying a greatclub in one of its oversized hands. Ogre

Using the torch to light the dirty rag, the hobbie quickly hands the lit jug to the Ogre who promptly throws the jug into the side of nearby stall with a loud grunt of effort. The two hobbies cackle with glee as another clay jug is produced from inside the cart and lit!

Springing into action, the party quickly engages the foes with a mixture of ranged attacks, melee assaults, and eldritch blasts. Fanning out to get better angles of attack, Asher unleashes a bolt from his crossbow that narrowly misses the Ogre’s head and slams into the unprotected head of the hobbie trying to light another jug. With a wet thud, the bolt cracks the hobbie’s skull and buries deep, dropping the creature, torch and jug into the cart. Peleios immediately unleashes two nocked arrows that strike the ogre. Frug continues the assault on the ogre by unleashing surges of eldritch blasts that slam into the ogre with crackling bursts of energy. Meaovi quickly makes his way to the ogre and begins slashing at the monster with his greataxe. However, the ogre is able to match Meavoi’s brute strength (and then some) and swings it’s greatclub with deadly accuracy, slamming the mighty weapon into the side of the barbarian’s head. A loud crack echoes through the square as Meavoi crumbles to the ground unconscious.

As Vondal and Rosewyn rush to their fallen companion, the remaining members of the party eventually overcome the remaining hobbie and ogre, with only minimal damage to themselves. As combat ends, their losses grow exponentially…Meavoi has died from the crushing blow from the ogre’ club. Vondal rushes back into town to find a healer and eventually returns with a priest of Kord named Mhoram. Mhoram, an aged human male with graying hair, eventually shows up at the market while the party continues to contain the fires that were started by the thrown jugs. After speaking briefly with the party, Mhoram agrees to bring Meavoi’s body back to the temple for resurrection. However, before the party can find the means to move the goliath’s body across town, the leader of a local adventuring group named Brindol’s Honor Guard appears on the scene. This human male is wearing highly polished chain mail with a purple tunic that has a rearing lion over a red and yellow crest. Strapped to his waist is a long sword in a scabbard of highly polished leather. Swinging off his horse, the man introduces himself as Tyvok and it is apparent that Mhoram has nothing but disdain for this loud and brash man.

Tyvok - Leader of the adventuring group known as Brindol's Honor Guard Mhoram - Cleric of Kord

Tyvok is quick to imply that he and his group will continue to watch the party as possibly being in league with the hobbies and goblins. Mhoram suggests the party disregard Tyvok and continue to get their fallen friend to the Temple of Kord as soon as possible. The PCs quickly load the barbarian’s body onto a cart and head to the temple. Once there, Mhoram takes the barbarian’s body to the alter where a small group of priests clean and anoint it with sacred oils. Mhoram explains the priests have begun the Ritual of Resurrection and it will take all night.

The next morning the party awakens to find the goliath barbarian sitting at the breakfast table eating large quantities of meat and eggs. Mhoram explains to the group that Councilman Efforam Troyas has requested an audience with the party and they are to leave immediately to meet with the half-elf at the town green. The party leaves the temple and quickly makes there way to the meeting place only to find a hobbie prisoner in shackles guarded by two of the city guard. Peleios and Vondal converse with the imprisoned monster and learn that the recent raids on town are being directed by a goblin named Sinruth who wants to raise an army and carve out a fiefdom of his own. The goblins are using the catacombs under the ruins of Castle Rivenroar as their base and the captured hobbie agrees to draw the PCs a map to Castle Rivenroar.

Councilman Troyas shows up and after learning what the hobbie confessed to the PCs, he agrees to pay the party to travel to Castle Rivenroar and investigate the goblins’ lair…
Efforam Troyas - Councilman of Brindol



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