Day 17: No wonder he lives alone
Another day of exploring these uncharted lands. Today we decided to head east of our base of operations, and came across a small home in the middle of nowhere. When we went to investigate, a grumpy old codger opened the door and immediately asked who we were. I suggested we tell him we were tax collectors, thinking it would get a laugh from some of my companions. Instead my suggestion was taken seriously and we had the door slammed in our face.
Luckily (?) the man decided to let some of our party (which didn’t include me) inside to sell some potions… after having a deer carcass dropped and then cooked on his porch. It was amusing watching him get all bent out of shape over it. I feel almost bad for Wakka, since I’m quite certain he was only trying to be kind and maybe make up for my social blunder. Next time I’ll keep my voice down when I’m making a joke.
I’m not sure why this grumpy old man was selling potions in the middle of nowhere, but I suppose we now know where to go if we ever need some medicine and some bad company if we end up running into trouble in the east.
…If we come back, I’m breaking his windows. I don’t like him.
Day 18: Werewolf.
We almost got away with having another uneventful day. I would have been happy for something to do to take my mind off our monotonous task had it not meant encountering a nigh-invincible werewolf. It approached while Wyn was up keeping watch, but by the time she roused me from a particularly pleasant dream, she’d lost sight of it. I didn’t dare go back to sleep, even if I would have liked to revisit my old home in my dreams.
As I mentioned before, this werewolf was nearly invincible. Only Krom was able to damage it, although I did manage to stick an arrow into its shoulder. It got torn out immediately. Once again, the only thing Theod managed to do was shoot colours at the beast.
… I hate to admit that his rainbow assaults are actually very helpful when they work.
After a bit of useless flailing about and attempts at grappling, Zero showed up to help us. I still don’t know much about it, and it unnerves me a little bit. But I appreciate the help. We might never have gotten out of that fight otherwise.
Day 20: The Rickety Bridge
We crossed a rickety bridge. Krom didn’t seem happy about it. I don’t blame him.
Day 21: I have acquired a taste for pork
Only one thing happened today. It was a boar.
(Ha ha ha.)
Day 22: King Frog and Pet Slug
Today we explored a mire. It was a welcome change from forests and fields, even if it smelled bad. There were some ruins, and I was eager to explore them. But before I could, some sort of frog creature appeared. Apparently Wakka and Theod could understand it, so Theod translated. I don’t know if I completely trust his translations, because he seems to be a bit of a trickster. I can appreciate that, but he tends to fool around at the most inopportune moments.
This creature’s name was… Garuum, I think, and this was his kingdom. A kingdom of one — or two, rather, since he had a pet slug. In any case, we’re now all apparently vassals of this kingdom and are welcome back whenever we please. It’s nice to know there are some friendly creatures out here that are willing to help us. Unlike Grumpy Potions Man.
Day 24: Return to base
We went back to Oleg’s. It was nice to be back and not have to worry about supplies. Isa rejoined us, but we lost Wakka. This worries me. But I’m happy to have my fellow half-elf back. Let’s just hope her inebriation doesn’t cause too many problems.
Day 26: I thought you were supposed to climb UP trees
We found a massive tree. At first it looked like there was nothing especially noteworthy about it besides its height, but we found a small door near its base. Naturally we entered. I was a little nervous about climbing down the tunnel, since I’m not much of a climber, but I made it down without too much trouble. The same can’t be said for Wyn, poor girl.
The tunnel was dark and narrow, and we all had a hard time navigating it. Thankfully a few of us are able to see in the dark, myself included. Theod is not one of these people, so for the most part he clung to whoever was closest to him.
Eventually we heard a strange noise coming from further down the tunnel. Laughter followed it. I volunteered to go ahead and find out what was going on, since I’m probably the most qualified, given that I used to sneak around for a living. Isa came with me and we managed to get in without being caught. What we found were a couple of ugly blue creatures taking turns to fling things into each others mouths with catapults. It was… strange, to say the least. So we went back and reported to the rest of the group. I think there was a bit of misinterpretation somewhere along the line. Admittedly, I could have phrased things a little better. But my unfortunate phrasing seemed to have paid off, because nobody else wanted to check the room out, and I certainly didn’t want to go back. Krom was sensible enough to want to leave (though I suspect it has something to do with the fact that he didn’t fit in this tunnel very well), and the rest of us agreed with him. Except Isa, who wanted to go back for some reason I can’t begin to fathom. So we argued. And, predictably, stopping to argue meant that those things caught up with us. I wonder if anyone other than me realizes that arguing doesn’t do us any good? Not that it matters, since I usually seem to be caught up in it anyway.
There were eight of them in total. Their number unnerved me a little bit, since the space we had to fight them in was limited, but we managed to hold them off. Barely. I couldn’t hit a damn thing, and some of my companions were having similar luck. Fortunately, they were just as inept as the rest of us. Excpet Krom. Once again he was the hero of the fight. In fact, he slaughtered the things. One of them was cleaved clean in half, and another was reduced to a mere paste on the wall. I’m glad Krom and I are on the same side. If I had to fight him, I would probably run away screaming rather than try to take him. And not just because I can’t seem to hit anything.
Oh yeah. I think the Noodle did something useful other than make colours, but the blue smears on the wall courtesy of Krom kind of made that seem insignificant.
More interestingly, there was a torture chamber further along the tunnel. Wyn scouted ahead of us and found some Kobolds hanging from a wall. Two of them were dead, but one was still alive. We unchained him and discovered that a there’s a war between Mites and Kobolds going on. He was here to take back something that was stolen from him and got captured. He seemed very proud of the fact that he was the one to be tasked with this mission. Wyn healed him up and we agreed to help the adorable little dragon retrieve his item.
As we continued along, we came across a chasm. We decided to try and cross it, but as we moved we were attacked by an enormous bug. Mikmek warned us about it, but I didn’t realize he meant it was this big. So I did what seemed most sensible: I ran. The others did too. Fortunately we all made it to the other side of the chasm, but we still needed to deal with this thing. Theod remembered he could set things on fire, but it didn’t do much good at first. Then he created an illusion that managed to keep the stupid beast occupied. I actually managed to hit it, although I don’t think I did too much damage.
Meanwhile, Mikmek attempted to intimidate it. I don’t know if he realized how futile that was, but it was kind of cute. Okay, really cute. I’m glad we have him with us. I wonder if we can make him a permanent member of our party? He certainly boosts morale.
… Maybe he boosts morale a little too much. Isa seemed to be so inspired by his little show that she felt as if she could grapple… even writing this out seems ridiculous. She jumped on top of it, was thrown off immediately, and barely managed to catch herself. It would have been funny is Mikmek hadn’t seemed to think this was a good idea too and done the exact same thing. Then they tried it again and almost died. I knew Theod was an idiot, but this? I expected better of someone with elven blood running through her veins. Although I think that may have been completely replaced by alcohol by this point. I’ll admit, seeing Isa atop the thing made me wonder what would happen if we tried to tame it. I think it’s better off dead though. I’m not particularly fond of bugs even when they’re tiny.
It wouldn’t have mattered anyway, since as it turns out, this tree is the only location in which Theod can be of use to us. He killed the thing with his Wand of Burning Hands and it just barely managed not to hit Isa and Mikmek. We were all surprised. So now we’re taking a short break to heal up and try to come to terms with that hideous creature and what may lie ahead. Because as much as I would like to get out of here, there’s now the possibility that some sort of treasure is involved. And I never turn back when I can get my hands on something valuable.