Day 3: A New Member Joins Your Party!
A Human War Cleric of the fairly unknown deity of gives no fucks, Sithrak, had been in the town of Phandalin waiting on his friend Gundren Rockseeker, who as we all know has gone missing. His concern for his friend being late led him to investigate.
His first stop led him to the Phandalin Miner’s Exchange where he seeked out a fellow healer in a human named, Kanario, who had stationed himself there in a back office. The large building was populated with many waiting to get mining passes or trade goods found in said mines. Those that traded often left looking a tad disappointed in the return, but no one spoke up, outside of the large and powerful looking woman that stood in the center of them all shouting orders at miners, farmers, and exchange workers alike.
The Cleric of Sithrak decided to test his luck in the line rather than approach the yelling woman, possibly believing his message of an uncaring deity that freed all to lead a life without burden would possibly get him an uncaring yelling at. He was pointed in the direction of the back office and went on his way. Speaking to Kanario proved to be a bit rewarding, while the healer didn’t know anything about Gundren, he had been working on a mysterious injury that has befallen a local farmer that was brought in by his brother, Campra Alderbrack. The man was found at Aryona Farms where other disappearances may be linked. He has tasked the cleric with investigating the area to find out what may have happened.
The injuries themselves included swollen and bloodied legs and feet that looked weared down to the very bone as if forced to march or move far longer than the body should have withstood. No healing spell looked to be reversing the damage and the healer believes it may have to do with whatever was met at the farm. He mentioned that the injured man saw a field full of lush grass and crops when he came upon the farm, but the brother that brought him back saw nothing but a land in decay.
The Inevitable Meeting of “Minds”
The Cleric of Sithrak had heard of some new people in town that arrived a day after Gundren was supposed to arrive and decided to head to the Stonehill Inn. Being the early morning, only a few were in attendance and he decided to take a seat.
While ordering breakfast, a particularly talkative and gossipy barmaid named Elsa recognized him as a traveler and mentioned that Daran Edermath, the orchard keeper, was once a great adventurer and a paladin for the Order of the Gauntlet. It was at this time that the first of the party entered the common room, well… more stumbled into the common room. The Gnome Rogue had a hard night and his feet didn’t seem to cooperate as he ran directly into a support beam. Having decided that his fate was to stay attached to the wooden structure for the time being, he ordered a drink.
Fairly shortly after his appearance, the rest of the party made their way out and the Cleric of Sithrak joined them and kindly ordered them breakfast. It was here that he learned this group had also been waiting on Gundren (what a coincidence!) and found the Dwarf’s dead horse about a day’s ride back on the Triboar Trail towards Neverwinter.
-Hey… We’re Missing Someone
One thing struck the party as they ate and woke up, one of their people was missing! The noble warrior hadn’t turned up and they decided it best to find out why. They approached the innkeeper’s wife, a middle-aged human woman named Trilena, and upon questioning her, learned that the man had woken up early and checked out. Apparently between the goblins and the Redbrands, he had his taste of adventuring and would be returning home to try and work things out with his family.
Trilena spurred on by some mention of the Redbrands by the party, also informed them that recently the local woodcarver, Thel Dendrar, stood up to the Redbrands when they came by his shop and leered at his wife. The ruffians murdered him. Several townsfolk saw it happen. The Redbrands grabbed his body, and now his wife, daughter have gone missing too. The party made the connection that the two women must be the lasses that would be sold into slavery that the gnome had heard about.
-One Noble Gone, Another One to Save. Damn Nobles
Having quite a few choices on what to do, the party decided to check on the noble from Neverwinter that was running for Townmaster. Having heard that the Redbrands planned to kill him at his current location at the Edermath Orchard, and now learning that this group wasn’t afraid to do so in the middle of everyone, they rushed off to make sure he was protected.
Edermath’s Orchard was near the North-Western side of town down a sloping hill path and surrounded by trees in the rear up against a mountain’s edge. In many ways, it was quite the strategic location that sat well for any defending party. Coming up to the farm they met the aging Daran Edermath, who was sitting on the front porch of the main house, sharpening a sword. He didn’t seem all too concerned when they mentioned the Redbrand attack, but thanked them for the warning none the less.
He pointed them in the direction of his guest home where Dathlin Amper and his “puppy” were staying. Before they left, he asked them to return when they got a chance as he has a job for them. The party went off to the guest house, where their knock was met by a large ugly man with short hair, mutton chops, and a scarred face that only a mother would disown for poisoning the bloodline.
A few grunts later, the “puppy” Larbo Hathacker called back into the house to let the noble, Dathlin Amper, know that the Redbrands were coming to kill him. The noble seemed the most concerned of those residing at the orchard, but mentioned he was working on his campaign for Townmaster and went into his back office.
Larbo was quite critical of the gathered adventurers, telling them that they looked a bit too green to try and handle a group of organized thugs right now. He suggested that if they had any other jobs to do, they should probably attend to those matters first. They told him about the goblins on the Triboar trail, and that was enough to get the man to give them a job to help get them a bit more ready for the war they were desperate to start.
The big man let them know that he worked for the Chimera Group, under the VanZant Collective out of Leilon. The large mining operation out of there had ran into many troubles, and his group couldn’t sacrifice any men to deal with an issue on the road to the city.
The small village of Hambrooke, that sat between Phandalin and Leilon had been abandoned during an orc raid about a year past. Many moved into Leilon while a few went into Phandalin, since then the road to Leilon has been a danger, especially for any who go near the old town. There are claims of monsters that spring from the bushes and devour travelers. He mentioned that the attacks seemed the doing of what he called “Corpse Eaters”
Feeling that the men at the Orchard were well prepared for an attack, the party moved on to go and take care of their first of many possible leads.
Day 4: Let’s Find Us Some Goblins (Another Member Joins Your Party!)
Heading back along the Triboar Trail, the Paladin of Bahamut was able to retrace their steps to the goblin trail they had left behind on day 1. Following it through, they came by two traps before finding a cave entrance that they soon found out belonged to a group of organized goblins.
After quite a bit of fighting and lighting fire to the bushes outside the entrance, they caught the attention of a celestial blooded Warlock who had been exploring the Neverwinter Wood. The beautiful woman approached the party and after hearing about some of the troubles they were facing decided that roasting some goblins was right in her wheelhouse.
The exploration of the cavern had its stumbles and near death moments, but coming across a room full of goblins and one of its leaders named Yeemik, they made a deal. If they kill the head of this cell of the tribe and install Yeemik as its new leader, he’d let his prisoners go. While they could only see the human warrior that was accompanying the dwarf, the goblin stated he had Gundren as well and would give them both back if they did the job. Seeing no other real choice as Yeemik had the prisoners and was far enough away to likely get his kills before they could stop him, the party agreed and went on their way.
TL;DR – More shit happened!
-Two new members joined the group, while one left. The Noble Fighter is out, in to replace him is a War Cleric and an Infernal bound Warlock.
-The abandoned Aryona farms has taken a victim in a local townsmember, that while alive, is left in a condition that the town healer can’t treat. He has tasked the party to find the nature of what caused it, so he can treat the man.
- The two woman taken by the Redbrands to sale into slavery turned out to be the wife and daughter of the local wood carver who was killed in the streets by the thugs.
- While the men on the Orchard felt quite secure in their position and safe from what attack may come. The ugly dog of a man that protects the noble has tasked the party to take care of the corpse eaters in the abandoned town of Hambrooke that is attacking travelers and traders on the Triboar Trail heading towards the Southern city of Leilon.
-The Goblin Hideout is nearly cleared, but a goblin leader known as Yeemik has the human warrior and Gundren as prisoners and has threatened to kill them if the party didn’t help install him as the new leader of the tribe.