H1: Keep Your Shadowfell
And so we continue with…
We need to talk about Sigur. Revisited.
Twenty or so minutes later Gokan and Jimmy are back above ground again, tying their second goblin prisoner, similarly bound and broken et al to a different tree.
“He’s a bit of a nutter though.” Jimmy talks as he ties.
“Did dad ever say anything about him?”
Gokan shrugs again, although with less emphasis this time.
Gokan shrugs again, and looks away- deliberately.
“Gokan… ”, the half-orc reluctantly turns back.
“What did dad say about him?” Jimmy whines.
Gokan goes to shrug, stops himself, and sighs.
“He said he was a bit of a nutter.” The half-orc plainly states.
“I told you.”
The pair head back to the catacombs.
Just in time for their second lecture; back in the entrance chamber Tonka is again in full flow- “…so, there’s another one of those cursespewer-types in with the hobgoblin commander in the torture chamber- that’s really not good.” Tonka states.
“Balgron the Fat it seems is really very fat, and deadly accurate with a crossbow- that’s certainly worth knowing. We should endeavour to avoid this character until we can get close to him- in to melee range, if at all possible, got that.”
Gokan grunts, Jimmy nods- Hal and Sigur stand stoic, the latter barely listening- the dwarf is far more interested in the item he holds in his hands, a magical rod, he has already determined, of immense power.
Sigur’s new +1 Rod of Absorption.
The +1 Rod of Absorption was recently located by the Dretches and Goblins while excavating the chamber, but that’s not all- read on.
Sigur turns the thing over, and over in his hands- admiring it from all angles.
“Nasty.” The dwarf adds and chuckles, and then stops, suddenly aware he is the centre of attention.
Sigur clears his throat- “you were saying…”
“The demon dretches were summoned by someone ‘below’, sent to help the goblins search for ‘old shiny stuff’- it would have been so much better if we had kept the spell-caster alive don’t you think?” Tonka looks hard at Gokan.
The half-orc looks confused.
“You killed the caster.” Jimmy states, helpfully.
“Yes, I mean. Yes. Sorry. I did didn’t I- and what a hit that was…”
Tonka draws his longsword and cuts and slices, in mock battle, the onlookers stop to stare.
Jimmy shakes his head.
“Bahamut’s bloody trousers, put that thing away and get on with it…” Sigur shouts.
Tonka, a little disappointed, complies.
“Yes, well… They were looking for ‘old shiny stuff’, like this… Which they’d apparently just found.” Tonka opens his hand to reveal an ancient looking tarnished silver bracelet, sized for someone with a very small wrist.
The piece of jewellery, Sigur has already ascertained, bares a remarkable similarity to the mirror found at Douvern’s burial site. Certainly it appears to be the same age, style, and as with the mirror- made for a child.
“So… Where does that leave us?” Tonka asks.
“Torture chamber.” Jimmy states, “torture is…”, Jimmy suddenly realises he’s staring at Sigur, the dwarf for his part seems not to have noticed, or else is unconcerned. Jimmy trails off, then picks up the thread again, “… bad. Torture is bad.” The halfling adds, certain.
They head off, this time down the western passage.
It needs to be said at this point that none of the players make mention of the set of stairs leading down in to a natural cavern from this chamber, even though I pointed out this fact out once or twice, nor is the goblin asked about them- an oversight?
The players are so wrapped up in finding out all of the Goblin enemies identified by their first prisoner; they seem to have dismissed all other options.