Party Roster:
Felix, 8th level half-orc fighter, 79 hp, played by Alex
Rathbane, 5th level dwarven fighter/cleric of Clangeddin, 45 hp, played by Katherine
Donald Collins, 8th level human mage, 43 hp, NPC
Gates, 6th level dwarven cleric of Moradin, 39 hp, played by Jay Bates
Hendel, 7th level dwarven thief, 38 hp, played by Joel
Nakumanu, 5th level orc fighter, 32 hp, henchman of Felix
Pseu, hit dice unknown but rising, unclassed mimic, “pet” of Rathbane
(Events of May 2004 in Manhattan)
(this is the follow-up to Felix Adventure #1: Defenders Reunion: The Return of the King, and the Sliming of the King, which ended with the following sentence:)
…A few days later, the passageway began to ramp downward, and become more smooth, and then, about a month after we’d initially set out, we reached the edges of the ruined city, the ancient capital of Shabrund…
And we encountered a very large drawbridge. It crossed a huge chasm to what looked to be a gigantic gatehouse. Suspicious, we approached cautiously.
A voice boomed out in dwarven. “300 gold toll.”
The voice didn’t sound like a dwarf, but it seemed we had little choice. “Leave the money by the gate, and don’t look back.”
We did as instructed, and headed into the city slightly poorer. The city itself was mostly a mess of ruined buildings, with lots of main roads and alleyways on a fair facsimile of a grid. Clearly to find the Girdle of Dwarvenkind would be nearly impossible in something this size without clues as to where to look. Thus we had to explore until we encountered someone.
After some debate, we headed down one of the thoroughfares, but were halted at an intersection by a dark diminutive figure (one of the “greebley guys” from the 8th Open). He offered to guide us to a location for an exorbitant fee. Instead we bargained for mere directions and warnings of major hazards. The darkling explained where we could find one of the two groups of mountain dwarves known to be in the city. He also warned us a giant slug that would be frightened off by fire. We paid him and headed down the passage.
Sure enough, a giant slug attacked us, and Hendel was handed a torch and told to go scare it off. He lit the torch, moved bravely forward… and was engulfed in acid. This ruined his clothes but fortunately little else. Satisfied, the slug bolted. Hendel sighed.
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