Scales of War
Tanner - Session 10
Hooray, not all of the dwarves are dead! Irjan was indeed accurate and we managed to arrive in time (this time) to save Kalad, the last of the dwarves from the monastery. He sealed the tunnel in a fiery conflagration, though that angered the orcs who had been staying in the room and using the tunnel to murder the rest of the dwarves and to harry us. Kalad was on the point of being beaten to death when we arrived, and I shot a magic missile into the back of the leader’s head. It distracted him long enough for us to save the dwarf from the spreading fire.
Kalad was in pretty rough shape. Despite his grave wounds, he impressed upon us our need to go to the Vents toute de suite, though he was clearly in a bad way and not able to go anywhere yet. I calmed him down and told him this: “Kalad, of course we’ll go to the Vents with you, because this is your story and we’re here to help you be awesome.” That seemed to really help him. I think he’s taken me seriously, and maybe my words of wisdom will help him emerge from this tragedy and come out stronger and more epic, and in years to come he can look back and think about how those words really changed his life.
We were finally able to get some rest after that long and distressing experience, then hoofed our way over to the Vents. The Great Hall of the monastery is pretty wrecked (in fact it collapsed right after we walked through it). I still must not be used to travel, because the trip to the Vents gave me four blisters, I think. I’ll have to find more sensible boots at some point. At the entrance into the vents, we found some hungry horses and an old campfire. Shortly after that (after getting a little lost in the poisonous gasses of the vents) we found out who the horses belonged to: that one chick from the Farstriders… we found her head on the belt of an orc that we slayed. I’m thinking that the others were probably just as lucky as her.