"Well now, dragons and shadow wraiths eh? Sounds a bit more than even we can go charging into. We hole up for now until the mages can prepare the teleports." When the thieves return Cor asks, "Well now did ye find anything interesting?"

It was a waiting game right now. Waiting for The two halflings to return. rayne was glad that Valena had joined up with Ulthok for this "Excursion" His seach and find expiditions had proved fruitfull before but now at least he had company. tayne Reminded the others of the possibility of shinking some of them so that when they teleported they would wrigh less, since that seemed to be the limiting factor--how much the mage could take with him.

She stripped down all that was unnecessary and put it in the bag of holding. She kept out only her bow, quiver, dagger, sword, and her clothes and holy symbol. Those she woould not be parted from.

The thief in Ulthok was always found it a pleasant relief to do a bit of treasure hunting. The allure of possible finds is a great distraction from the ever looming tension of merely surviving. Once it was evident there were no traps the hunt was on. Soon it was evident that the giants were only attracted shiny things or items of their own making. The bright coins proved to be only copper coins, dull and of little value. The search found only a few items that might be of use.

A plain silver amulet of two hands clasped together. A human sized pouch with 20 small glass beads.
A medium sized Rabbit’s foot on a chain. A second small pouch well made and expensive looking, but empty and finally a red and silver, very well made, human sized blanket.

Ulthok gathered these up so that they could return to their friends. He would cast a detect magic then to see which would be worth trying to determine their use. Perhaps one of the other would have an Identify spell ready.

Some crude coal drawings also drew his attention. Giants aren’t known for their art work; this could well be a message left by one of the poor souls that were captured by these menaces of the mountain. The others may see something or even the new Elven Paladin recognizes the areas from flights over these mountains.

As he prepared to leave he noted the feathered hat that the little cleric was now wearing. She seemed quite pleased with this find and it did look quite natural on her.

Agreeing there was nothing more to salvage they made their way back the party.

As they approached Ulthok heard the talk of trying to teleport, the presence of dragons and the feeling that a Shadow Wraith being near.

“Great googlie mooglie, leave for a few minutes and you folks find all kinds of trouble.”, the mage laughed. “I agree we need to flee insted of try to face that kind of strength. Teleport has its risks and they can be deadly, but staying here to fight dragons and wraiths could be worse.”

The mage started layout there find as he continued the comment, “We need to remember that the forces in this mountain have affected our spells and we need to be sure we are away from this influence before we risk our lives. Trying to go and come and go and come continues to magnify the risk. One trip, all at once may be best. We all got small before so that could be the key to all traveling again. The mage that best remembers the spot should cast the teleport. But you need to know I don't have it ready and it will take hours to perpare. We very well may have to make a run for it.”

“Now look what we found, its not much but it may have some help. There wasn’t any treasure but these may prove of value. Cor, Ayreon take a look at these drawings, they may be maps left by one of the desperate prisoners of the giants. It could give us an alternate direction. So while you look at that I’ll see if the other items may be of a magical source. If they prove indeed magical there we can investigate them more.“

Ulthok hand the drawings to Ayreon and turned to cast detect magic items he had laid out before the group.

Niamedris purred contentedly after his meal, dabbing at the speckles of blood that littered his tiger-patterned fur with a few darts of his tongue.

::What’s a dragon?:: he inquired, picking up the end of the conversation.

Sirène ignored the question. Her body and clothing had been transformed into diamond once more, the refracted torchlight bursting like a thousand stars within her form. But the conversation – the imminent danger they were all in – had darkened her mood.

“What is to stop what is waiting outside from coming after us if we decide to remain here? What if they thought we were the giants, and are now just biding their time before they attack again? And what if the spell of teleportation fails here as it did when we were in the mountain? We may have to flee without any help from magic. Or we have to be prepared to fight.”

After waiting for the mages to identify the found loot, Cor returned to the question of what to do next. "There have been some good points brought up. Teleport may not work and requires us to spend a good deal of time here. After some consideration I think it is best we do the shrinking and move out quickly."

Edited to go with Maggot's post

Maggot having been silent for so long spoke up finally, “I know of this township you speak of to the Southeast. I have been to the outer most part of this township several times for supplies and a few times even to a few of the Inns there to refill my pockets with gold.”

Maggot paused and sniffed at the air, “There is something evil in the air.” He whispered. He then turned and moved toward the group. “Yes small I can take you all now, if you choose to wait till others have time to help with this all could be lost.”

Maggot moved back close to the wall of the mountain and the magic from the mountain pulled upon him again. He then pictured the center of the bridge and knew it could be done. “Yes, if you shrink yourselves down and can take you all at once. But please do not wait on this. The sooner we can be gone from this place the better.” He then spat upon the Mountain in a show of defiance.

Ulthok Stopped and looked a Maggot, “That makes good sense, we can check these item when we are safely away from here.”

“If we can remember how we got small the last time We should do it again now. I can cast 10' Invisible to hide the group now being toted by Maggot. Then as we move out of the cave I’ll do a Dimension Door to take us to middle of the bridge. Rayne could layer a Protection From Evil that might help the Door spell. We would be able to see if the door opened in right spot before we go through.

If the spell doesn't work we Sirene could cast haste on Maggot to get there faster. Others could cast spells on Maggot which would cover us all as we would be part of his stuff. A 15' foot radius Silence by Cor or Rayne would keep his footsteps quiet.

Then when get to the middle of the bridge we cross our finger and zip away via the teleport as Maggot sings Bye Bye Birdie to the crows and vultures.”

The Mage started gather up the items as the other party members commented on the plan.

With the return of the two Halfling ‘gatherers’, Ulthok showed the five items found to them. In return the party informed both of them the possibility of not only Dragons in the area but the possibility of Shadow Wraiths also.

“Great googlie mooglie, leave for a few minutes and you folks find all kinds of trouble.”, the mage laughed. “I agree we need to flee instead of try to face that kind of strength. Teleport has its risks and they can be deadly, but staying here to fight dragons and wraiths could be worse.
We need to remember that the forces in this mountain have affected our spells and we need to be sure we are away from this influence before we risk our lives. Trying to go and come and go and come continues to magnify the risk. One trip, all at once may be best. We all got small before so that could be the key to all traveling again. The mage that best remembers the spot should cast the teleport. But you need to know I don't have it ready and it will take hours to prepare. We very well may have to make a run for it.”
Pausing to catch his breath he spoke again on the items found.

“Now look what we found, its not much but it may have some help. There wasn’t any treasure but these may prove of value.”
As the party took a moment to examine the items he and Valene had found he turned and showed the crude coal drawn map to Ayreon.

“Ayreon take a look at these drawings, they may be maps left by one of the desperate prisoners of the giants. It could give us an alternate direction.”
“Crude, very crude, clearly they were drawn by large hands, perhaps by one of the Giants?” the Elf Paladin replied. “These markings appear to be locations of the towns I flew over and this larger dot a larger city of sorts.”
Pointing out the large dot in question to Ulthok, and Valene who had moved closer to Ulthok, the female Halfling spoke up and confirmed Ayreon’s guess having lived in Graymark her whole life.

“Yes those smaller dots are mostly small villages, the ones the Giants raided from time to time. The big dot is most likely the larger township of Gygax closet to the mountain. I think this map was drawn by the Giant leader to keep track of their raids.”
With the map proving indeed useful Ulthok relayed Valene’s observations to the rest of the group and again the first to speak was party leader Cor.

“Well now, Dragons and Shadow Wraiths sounds a bit more than even we can go charging into. We hole up for now until the mages can prepare the teleports”
However it was Sirene that was first to counter Cor’s plan of action with straight forward facts.

“What is to stop what is waiting outside from coming after us if we decide to remain here? What if they thought we were the giants, and are now just biding their time before they attack again? And what if the spell of teleportation fails here as it did when we were in the mountain? We may have to flee without any help from magic. Or we have to be prepared to fight.”
Maggot as was his nature had been quiet for some time listening to all the conversations taking place and the idea’s proposed. Hearing the talk of towns and the dangers of teleporting the Ranger/Bard finally spoke up.

“I know of this township, Gygax, you speak of to the Southeast. I have been to the outer most part of this township several times for supplies and a few times even to a few of the Inns there to refill my pockets with gold.”
Moving to the edge of the opening he remained far enough back to not be seen by anyone outside. However the Ranger/Bard in doing so was also unable to see the bridge itself and if anything lurked upon it. Sniffing at the air for a few moments he returned to the rest.

“There is something evil in the air.” He whispered to them. “Yes small I can take you all now, if you choose to wait till others have time to help with this, all could be lost. But please do not wait on this. The sooner we can be gone from this place the better.”
Ulthok stopped his preparation to cast Detect Magic on the five items and looked at Maggot in agreement.

“That makes good sense, we can check these item when we are safely away from here.
If we can remember how we got small the last time We should do it again now. I can cast 10' Invisible to hide the group now being carried by Maggot.
Then as we move out of the cave I’ll do a Dimension Door to take us to middle of the bridge. Rayne could layer a Protection From Evil that might help the Door spell. We would be able to see if the door opened in right spot before we go through. If the spell doesn't work we Sirene could cast haste on Maggot to get there faster.
Others could cast spells on Maggot which would cover us all as we would be part of his stuff. A 15' foot radius Silence by Cor or Rayne would keep his footsteps quiet. Then when get to the middle of the bridge we cross our finger and zip away via the teleport as Maggot sings bye, bye Birdie to the crows and vultures.”
Cor having listened to all that had been so far said revised his initial plan

"There have been some good points brought up. Teleport may not work and requires us to spend a good deal of time here. After some consideration I think it is best we do the shrinking and move out quickly."
As the party agreed in principle to once again shrink themselves, as they done while entering the Pyramid from below, the only question now was how. A detailed plan of how each would get small and what if any spells or abilities would be used would be needed before the party could hide upon Maggot as they exited the mountain for the first time in weeks.

(DM OOC: Ok here is my post for this week enjoy.
Now before I have you head outside I need in-game posts as to how each of you plan to get small enough in size to hide in Maggots pockets or ride on his shoulders and such. Once I have that I’ll post him walking out of the caves and describe what awaits if anything. Hopefully this will also give time for a few missing players to once more post or contact me before being dropped.
Ok next post next Sunday depending on what you work out.)

Lothor watched the two halflings scurry off to the treasure cove, both clearly excited at the prospect of treasure and forgetful of the immediate danger. There was no such respite for Lothor. His palms were sweaty and his heart thumped in his chest. The new party was talking of shadow wraiths, dragons and magic Lothor had never heard of. It was a worrying conversation for him. Lothor had ever thought dragons as a myth and still did, he was a man to believe what he could see, touch and hear not the talk of scared children and old women tales. Lothor had never encountered 'real' magic before either, he had seen travelling wizards and amateur tricksters at village fetes and shows but never a real sorcerer, who could make you invisible or smaller and Lothor began to feel utterly out of his depth.

Soon enough the two halflings returned with their finds. They talked to the Dwarven leader Cor about strange carved drawings and so the Dwarf eagerly went to decipher what they meant and Lothor could only hope he got the readings correct. Valenes new friend and fellow rogue spread the new treasure on the floor before him and Lothors green eyes lit up. His old pendant and lucky charm was there! He bent down and motioned to the others as to whether he could take his old keepsake. (OOC: I will presume this is okay.) He fitted the necklace to its old resting place and Lothor felt better for it it made him feel like his old self again. He was a fighter and unsung hero he helped the poor against the terrors of the night or common brigands and bandits. He had become more confident and began to listen intently to the groups problems, not shy away and shrug the talk of magic and dragons into disbelief.

Conversation became more heated and interesting each party member springing up new and imaginative ideas, however it was Cor once again who decided the party's next move. The plan was one which seemed not only impossible but foolhardy. Maggot the bard was to walk straight across the mountain bridge after everyone had been shrunk to an almost invisible size!

Nevertheless Lothor agreed that staying here was to give up and die, so he let go of his skepticism and asked the others

“I have never seen a dragon, a shadow wraith and even this... magic you speak of. I have told you before I am but a humble servant to the small-folk not a hero that bards will sing about in years to come.” Lothor paused studying the faces of his companions. “However, here I am and to stay is to die whereas at least attempting this foolhardy and unheard of plan gives at least a shade of hope, and therefore if anyone can make me... small I am happy for them to do so.”

Lothor fingered at the rabbit foot about his neck, nervously straining to hear a reply.

"Everyone get ready. Make sure you have weapons ready and mages please have reversal spell ready in case anything goes wrong and we need to get big in a hurry. Each of you name the place you wish to ride. I will ride on Maggots left shoulder. Tis the best palce to whisper sweet things in his ears." Cor laughed and readied himself for the spellcasting.

Maggot heard Lothor and smiled inside himself and wondered if he would ever sing to a tavern of folk again.

As Cor gave the word to make ready, Maggot also got his things together. Moving some of the softer things to the top of his pack and tying a long bit of cord around his body and crisscross his torso so that his companions would have something to hold onto.

When that was done he turned and faced to out side of the cave, “If I am to do this I ask but only one thing from all of you. All those who go small agree to this by doing so. Please do nothing until I give the word. If there is something out there I might be able to move past it alone with you good friends being small and hidden, but all of us moving would surely call attention to the group.” He then sniffed the air again, “And as for those sweet nothings, let us hope it does not come to that.”

‘Perhaps I’m too cautious,’ Sirène thought to herself, fidgeting nervously with the tie that bound her long hair. Or at least she tried to. Her new diamond form made moving it an impossibility, and all she accomplished was a thin grating sound of stone on stone.

She abandoned the effort with a sigh of disgust. It still seemed to her to be a bad plan to rest and then try to use magic to sneak under the watchful gaze of whatever waited outside. ‘What do we really know of what’s out there? Perhaps they already knew of our presence, and are even now amassing to strike? Perhaps today they would all die as the giants did?’
Sirène closed her eyes, in an effort to compose herself. She did not fear death. Many times, too many times of late, she had been on the verge of breathing her last, and she felt there, in that moment, her Goddess’ love. It was not a tangible thing, or something she could easily put into words. Only a gentle tingling on her cheek, as a child might dream of a mother’s kiss when asleep.

What she feared, she realised, was dying a failure. Dying a needless, forgotten death.

::Like Haila…:: Niamedris added sadly.

The elven sorceress’ aquamarine eyes glimmered slightly as they met the sad gaze of the elven cat. She sat by Niamedris and crossed her legs, allowing the familiar to perch itself upon her lap. Sirène ran her hand along the length of its fur, and opened her mind, hoping that She would provide some answers.

::O Daughter of the Night Skies, Lady of Dreams, I have need of you…::


[OOC: Sirène is casting Commune to converse with her Goddess about what lies outside. I’ll PM you the questions Tann.

If she doesn’t find out much via Commune, she’ll cast Wizard’s Eye and have a look outside through that.

Finally, if the others are resting and she discovers that there isn’t any imminent danger, she’ll take the time to scribe Teleport into her spellbook (from Haila’s old spellbook) before re-memorizing her spells.]

"Everything we think of has it own risks. I like the idea of teleporting the best. I trust that the mage doing the teleporting will have a vlear destination in mind."

Rayne with no other may to be transported out of her on her own will have to ride on the mage. Given a preferencem, and if small enough, she will glicg to his head or his right shoulder eporting will have a clear well know destination in mind. either will give her some opportunity to use her bow. She plans to tie herlselg on just as a precaution. A rope around her waist and around his neck ought to give her some security om casr of a rough ride..

Ulthok had listened to plan to teleport to Gygax and with a quick review of available magic realized they weren’t ready to fulfill the plan, they need different spells to succeed. They couldn’t risk waiting the day to replace the spells. It was Cor that remembered he could provide a Nap to two of the wizards that would give them eight hour time in just one hour.

Sirene felt they needed more information of what was awaiting them outside the cave and decided to consult her goddess. This left just Ulthok and Maggot to come up with new spells and Maggot would be too busy planning the teleport.

“So be it,” Ulthok said. I’ll rest and gather enough spells to get the party small enough to ride Maggot like the wild wonder he is.” With that he and Cor steps aside to prepare.

(O.O.C. Now I’ll rearrange my spell and send them to Tann. Also assuming we follow Keeper plan.)

An hour later Ulthok returned and one by one he cast the Reduce spell on all but Sirene, Maggot and himself. Then each secured themself to Maggot to risk their daring escape. Sirene could change herself as she pleased and Ulthok changed to a small parrot. Flying up to Maggot’s shoulder he could talk and cast spells. Also he could quickly escape and help the party from a safer location.
As they prepared to leave the cave to make their way to the bridge, "Someone cast invisibility and non detect over the group. It was now up to the fair couple of Maggot and fate." Ulthok squacked.

With the casting of Cor’s Nap spell upon Ulthok things went quickly for all but Sirene. Sitting to commune with The Elf Great Goddess, Queen of Heaven she at first felt resistance. The magic of the mountain combined with the strong added power of evil and death felt as if an erected wall. After almost forty-five minutes of Ulthok’s Nap had passed she was finally able to break through and reach her heavenly patron.

Her twelve questions asked and the answers to some stranger then thought she came out of her trance as Ulthok was opening his eyes. Relaying the content of the questions and answers to the rest of the party as the Thief/Mage went from one to another of the party reducing all in size. The nature and meanings of the answers received would have to wait. The party, Ulthok, Sirene and Maggot as a mount were all ready to move out.

With the party small or polymorphed as needed Maggot moved cautiously out of the main cave and into the afternoon sunlight for the first time in days to find himself facing an adult blue dragon. The seemingly sleeping beast positioned in the center of the stone bridge, the exact spot he needed to get to, to try to teleport away. Seeing no choice but to move forward, the rest of the party having seen the dragon too and all but Ulthok finding a place or pocket to hide out of sight, Maggot continued to the edge of the bridge. As he reached it’s start the eyelids on the dragons face rose and cold yellow/black eyes like that of a cat peered at him.

“Well mighty blue worm, was it you who feasted upon the guardians of the mountain bridge?”
The head of the great beast lifted and then shook as if a horse shaking off a light drizzle. It snorted then as if to say ‘No.’lifted its left wing and folded it back upon itself, revealing it's companion
There on the bridge looking out over the crevasse was a woman in long flowing dress of dark blue and black. Her hair played upon the wind. There above her as if by magic flew a white standard. A Shadow Wraith!

Maggot spoke in a whisper to the party upon him, hoping the fear in his voice would not show.

“Good friends keep your word now if you have ever not kept your word before.” He then pulled his hood up around him,
“Keep yourselves hid and out of sight but be unto me eyes and poke me if anything needs to be taken notice of.” It was then one of his friends with a small but still sharp blade poked him. Maggot grimaced a bit, “Ouch, yes just like that,” Spoken in a whisper, mentally guessing the source of the poke. As the Ranger/Bard began to approach the woman on the bridge he felt a familiar something. This something had torn at his heart and sole only once before. As she turned to face him he knew who waited for him upon that bridge, and the danger she presented. Once more he whispered quickly, this time to Lothor.

“Master Lothor, most noble of the little-folk. That white standard says you will see your first dragon and sword wrath and live to tell about it. For with all their evil, her flag binds this one you see today.”
“Hello, lover.” She spoke as Maggot closed to within hearing. “You have not aged a bit, strange." A slight inhaling of his scent through her nose brought a mild look of surprise into her eyes. " You smell of one of them, a female I think, who is this goddess who now calls you her own." Her grace and beauty was unsurpassed in the eyes of Maggot. She stopped before him and he could now smell the sweet sent of lavender and roses. At his silence to her inquiry she placed one hand upon her chest and held out the other palm up for him to take. "Tis no matter, will you not receive me?”
Maggot, again saying nothing, doing nothing just stood his ground and glared back at her.

“Come now, do you not long to be beside me as we once were? Does your heart not long for me ?” She moved her hand up to caress his face.

Maggot reached up with the reflex of an animal,“ghobe” he growled back. She did not attempt to break the hold, her arm surrendering to his support

“Oh how I have missed you.” Her words were soft and musical. She was close to him now. He could smell her taste. She leaned into him and Maggot moved quickly to avoid her touch releasing her arm and moving past her and closer to the dragon and the bridge’s center.

“Oh come now my love. This is not the dance I long for.”
She lifted her hand attempting once more to touch the Ranger/Bard, and once more Maggot stopped her, moving ever closer to the center.

“Stealer of Souls why do you come here today, alone?”
She stopped and looked at him with those eyes, they had not color but where of greens, blues, and grays. Men would throw themselves upon the rocks below to get lost in those eyes for just a moment.

“If you can not call me by my name then call me by my name of old, the name when we were lovers… Miette. For there was a time when Miette HovSus would have been my name.”
Maggot had heard enough. Releasing her, he threw her hand back to her side,

“NO!”
Being taken off her guard she stepped back and the blue dragon lifted its head and its ears went back. She held up a hand and the dragon went back to resting, this time with it's eyes open, watching him.

“You have given up that chance long ago and I will not honor your dark lord by calling you by the name he has given you. Your dark lord has made you take many a soul in the past but know this, this first soul you ever took was of your own doing and may that soul be your undoing. May it be poison in your veins until the end of time. Remember all you have lost, all that was, all that is, and all that could have been. You will call this poison longing.”
She paused for a moment at Maggot's words, as if thinking upon them, then smiling a smile at her former lover that did not reach her eyes she stepped back. Her once beautiful dress turning to full battle armor of the enemy, her new lord and master. Her hair falls thick and black as night upon her shoulders and her eyes become a pail blue and very cold. The white flag still flying above her.

“Still angry I see. No matter, walk with me and I will give you my terms.” Waiting for him to join her Maggot did so slowly as if hesitant in doing so. Yet all the while gaining ever closer to his goal. Her next words revealing she had, as of yet, not noticed the small party upon him.

“Give us the women, the sword, and yourself and the rest I will let go free. Do this not and they will all die upon this bridge. I give these terms, against my Lord and Sisters wishes. I do this only because you were once to be my husband and for some reason I feel you are owed one last chance before I kill you. Go tell your people hiding within, that they have 1 hour to decide.”
The two now found themselves standing almost on top of the blue beast, it‘s head now angled downward revealing a saddle upon it‘s long neck. As the Shadow Wraith now known as Soulstealer but once known as Miette easily mounted the great dragon, settling herself in the saddle. Maggot stood quietly watching as it lifted itself upon its hunches, the dragon reading itself to drop from the bridge. Pulling upon the rains, she paused it in it’s attempt to fly, turning to look Maggot square in his eyes.

“Oh and though I will kill you myself for losing my family sword, to a foul demon no less. I must thank you for the loss of it. For being held by one other then you was like a giant fireball within the darkest of nights and it brought US here to this place.”
Looking behind her and up she brought her ex-fiancé’s attention, to a second dragon, this one green, perched upon a wide rock shelf. Mounted upon this second younger dragon was yet another Shadow Wraith. Maggot also knew this one from his time in the last war. this one they called ‘the Limper’ for a wound given to him years before that war.

“I was never alone.” She laughed as the dragon dropped from the bridge and took to the air.

Maggot finding himself in the middle of the bridge, his goal from the start, continued to watch as Soulstealer and her blue were quickly joined by the Limper and his green. The two circling a few times as if to make a point. Maggot, the voice of his dead brother loud in his head, could not help it as a smile exploded on his face as he waved to the two dragon mounted Shadow Wraiths and was then suddenly gone!!

First part of post composed in cooperation with Kyle
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OUTSIDE THE CITY OF GYGAX IN THE COUNTRY OF GRAYMARK
His name was Mena’kandur Landhrin’dren, Kandur to those of non-Elvin heritage and he was on a search. For riches, perhaps, for fame, most likely, for love, well maybe but for now he searched for his cousin Sirene. The same Sirene Tele Melete that was supposed to have met him a month and a half ago in Graymark’s Capital city of Tor Miral. Kandur had started his present search after the caravan she had been traveling with arrived in the city with no Elvin Enchantress/Druid among them after a few more days had gone by without any further signs of her he again sought the master of the caravan for more of her leaving. Having been told of her leaving with a wounded human man, she herself had found on the side of the road, he at once set out to find her and this ‘Human”.

Now 5 months and 1 week later of retracing the caravans route, of stopping in the cities of Meridana and Derch in Graymark, and the cities of Arrakeen, Drea Dawn and Main in Duraguzan, he found himself on this day headed towards the next town on his list, the town of Gygax, once again in Graymark. A town he now saw with smoke rising from it’s Southern edge the closet of the edges facing him and this smoke clearly not that of cooking! Spurring his horse into a trot he crested the road to find a battle in progress below.

A company of angry Orcs were in close melee with a few I’ll armed townsfolk in front of a burning warehouse on the edge of the city proper. In this battle they seemed added only by a lone human looking women in armor and wielding two flashing sun lit swords of steel. A screech from above and behind Mena’kandur, momentarily startling the Elf mage, gave awareness of yet another combatant entering the fray. This one being a larger then normal giant Eagle, a saddle upon it’s back and the mark of Callahorn upon that, as it dove into the orcs below it. Grabbing one in it’s claws and gaining height, it tore the vile creature in two, separating it‘s head from it‘s body.

Quickly wasting no time seeing the mass of the orcs gathering to charge, he called upon his readied spell of Fireball hurling it dead center into the ugly creatures mass. The explosion of fire and the shock of it’s aftermath broke any sprite for combat left in the few Orc’s yet standing and with that they begin to retreat. Only to be met once more by the beautiful raven haired human, her flashing longswords and the Eagle from above. No living Orc left that field this day.

As the townsfolk quickly ended the lives of the wounded orcs Mena’kandur dismounted to find himself approached by the female human in full chain, two longswords sheathed at her sides.

“Well met stranger, your timely arrival made this fight a short one and for that I thank you. I am named Aeria Lotr, Eagle soldier of Callahorn, and you?”
However before the Elf mage could answer the beautiful human before him, a sudden gust of wind announced the arrival of yet another visitor to the town of Gygax. A leather armored Half-Elf, his arm raised as if waving goodbye or hello, a parrot mounted upon his right shoulder...........

(DM OOC: Ok there you have it this weeks post.. Man it was a long one . Thanks go out to Kyle for helping to write the first part.

As you can see we have once again been joined by a new player, Red Sector A so let us all welcome him to Trilogy and hope he sticks around.

One last thing as the majority of the players seem to post on the weekends I'm changing my posting day/night from Sundays to Wednesdays so my next post will be the 27th of this month. Ok I hope you enjoy the post and as Dragonmist always said as our game motto.............)
GAME ON!!


CITY NOTE: Entering the city from where the party is at present will be up the main Road from the south.