Skrogg’s Journal – Chapter 17
The brave and boisterous band of brothers baring none, left the monastery of Rutherin travelling towards the Dancing Damsel Inn, a Wagonmaster approached the Monastery to deliver a consignment of barrels for the Monastery. As the Wagon master was spoken too it was Azimi who quietly cast ESP and began to examine his mind. It appeared that he was indeed the message boy passing messages from Devlin to his contact Beorn at the Dancing Damsel Inn.
The Errand boy was left alone as they traveled towards the Inn. Arriving at near night time several patrons were engaged in hearty conversation. Including a Red bearded Nobleman and his men at arms and at another table Beorn and his henchmen were likewise engaged in skulduggery. As Kurin brought the nobleman a pint, Azimi again began to overhear the conversations with her ESP spell. This noble count was indeed in league with the Villan known as VC and was worried about being caught. However, as Sven used his poor slimy skill towards Beorn it appeared that he was expecting a delivery from his message boy and was worried that it hadn’t turned up.
Sven trailed Beorn into the stable to witness him desperately looking for a clue, Sven just hid and watched. As he left the bodyguard arrived and being foolish Sven attempted to backstab him and in short was given a good lesson as to what a battle Axe can do to a silly foolish thief. Sven lying unconscious on the ground was then robbed and left for dead. The body guard then arrived back in the Inn and spoken in the ear of Beorn who then both left in a hurry. This arose the suspicions of the rest who followed outside to see the pair desperately galloping off, but Sven lying prone in his own silly blood on the floor. Medical Aid by Azimi, Kurin and Thorsgrim was given and he regained consciousness only to reveal his silly mistake. Azimi still under the ESP spell could hear his lies now.
The next day Sven looked very sad as he rode off missing his gems, ring and necklace. As they rode down the road, Kurin flew above on the dragon admiring the view and enjoying the sunshine. Kurin completely missed the array of knights with lances spread out in front of the Heroes. The Armoured figures charged led by the Red bearded Count. Sven fired a bolt hitting the count, as Azimi cast Haste. The knights thundered past Skewing Sven with a lance, missing Thorsgrim and having the lance tips deflected by Azimi’s staff and Ragnar’s Axe. Two arrows struck the shield of Skrogg who had dismounted. The hasted heroes then reacted. Ragnar drove his hasted horse into the horse of one of the men at arms, chopping his horse out from under him. Thorsgrim froze the count and another fellow with a hold spell, who promptly fell out of their horses as their limbs stopped working. Skrogg running for all his worth arrived under the horse of a fellow. The Heores in their hasted action seemed to blur with unnatural haste as they all reacted under the spell before the Armoured villans could react to the counter attack. Sven engaged in combat one of the mounted figures with his sword, but somehow the fellow blinked as a magical Charm Person assault failed. Azimi cast lightning bolt hitting a Man at arms and his horse, causing the horse to die, and a dismount of silly proportions by the man at arms. Skrogg, jumping and hacking began to give good service with both his sword and spiked shield. Ragnar deflected a blow with his Axe before chopping at the man with his Axe. Throsgrim had ridden after the archer and was given a good account of himself with his mighty hammer. Kurin blissfully just flew on overhead not knowing what happened. The figure fighting Sven again struck true causing another almighty cry of pain. Azimi seeing this caused the Fellow to become a goldfish with a pointed Polymorph Other spell. Throsgrim battled on receiving a slight wound in return. Ragnar managed to the man at arms he was fighting twice more, chopping him down to to dirt. Skrogg enjoying the moment of battle casually deflected the sword blows aimed at his head.
But wait what was that? Could it be yes… Kurin finally spotted something amiss, the dragon circling lower. Fire bolts from Azimi struck the archer fighting Thorsgrim. Skrogg with skill of Sword and shield chopped down one of the men at arms fighting him. The other on horseback toppled off frozen from a hold person spell cast by Kurin on Dragon back. Sven and Ragnar looked for anyone else to attack, but only saw the archer attacking Thorsgrim drop his weapon and surrender. The end of the battle revealed that after the initial terror of a lance charge, the count and two other men at arms were frozen and tied up, likewise the archer figure. 4 of the count’s horses were captured as two others had died. It was decided by the lawful that justice must be served as they were a days ride to Ravenholm, the Count and his likewise retainers were taken to Jarl Olaf for justice and hopefully a ransom. But perhaps more as Azimi said that proof against the Treason plot was available.
Leaving the now semi walled town of Ravenholm, Peter and the pilgrims were encountered on the road. Charity was given, and allowing the pilrims to accompany them ontowards the Standing Stones. The heroes then encountered a gypsy wagon on the road to the Standing Stone of Sky. The gypsies weren’t trusted as the lead fellow had a mustache and was immediately distrusted by Skrogg, who still wanted his fortune read, by his “daughter” inside the wagon. It was the usual nonsense, about dark visions etc, blah blah by the Charlatans of the magical trade.
The standing stones of sky was reached with Gregorian now seeming to be recovering from a case of the flu, looking sick. Thorsgrim cured any possible disease, making Gregorian look much better. A vision from the standing stones seemed to reveal the a clue with a lake between two mountains. Gregorian and Azimi continued their romantic interlude much to the chagrin of Ragnar who couldn’t fathom it. Gregorian because he was alone for so long and had thought it was just a one off, but Azimi as she obviously must have formed an attachment. She said something about Gregorian being her only one much to the disingenuous snorts from Skrogg.