Wir – Barrakas 11th, 998 YK
Wednesday – August 11th, 998 YK
With the Huntmaster’s body lying headless on the jungle floor and the sounds of your pursuers in the distance, you and your party decide its time to move on.
Kirin mentally guides his owl to the temple to get a lay of the land. Not far from the temple’s entrance are two separate camps. Mud huts surround a burning camp fire in each.
Kirin watches through his owl’s eyes and spots several Blackscales among the firelight in the northern camp. They are accompanied by large lizards whose skin glistens with an oily sheen. Behind the camp, a large hulking beast with white fur and four arms is chained to one of the huts.
The owl continues its survey of the temple grounds and sees many duskscale lizardfolk in the southern camp. They are on alert but keep near their camp fire.
Kirin reports this information. A plan is needed quickly.
Miklos rises to the challenge and suggests that his clockwork monkey be given the Huntmaster’s reed alarm. Kirin’s owl will then take it west of the Blackscale Huts. The construct will then use the reed to alarm the Blackscale and create a diversion. With the Blackscale investigating the alarm, you and your party can then ambush the southern Duskscale camp.
“This just may work.” says Sejik hopefully.
The plan is put into affect. You move through the jungle toward the Duskscale camp, careful to avoid detection by the search parties. You take up positions just east of the huts and await the signal. Kirin’s owl dispatches the clockwork construct and keeps watch above. The construct blows the reed whistle and quickly moves through the jungle. Four Blackscale leave the northern camp to investigate. One of them remains, along with the lizards and the four armed beast. While not perfect, the plan appears to be working.
Kirin‘s owl returns to your location, and makes a quick pass by the huts to ensure they are empty. They are not. Shadowy figures dart from within. Just then, a blow dart whistles through the air from one of the huts and hits Kirin’s owl. It shrills and drops to the ground.
“We have been spotted. Quick attack!” yells Kohl.
The battle is swift. You and your companions tear into the lizardfolk, cutting through them as you approach the center of the camp. Sejik takes lead and motions to Kohl for aid. He calls forth the divine energy of the Traveler to shield him from attack. Morthos leaps onto the roof of one of the mud huts. The remainder of you take up ranged positions.
Suddenly from one of the huts, a duskscale shaman clad in the bones of jungle beasts and flora emerges. It hisses into the night air and the ground around Sejik and Kohl begins to rot and turn to swamp.
“I cannot move!” yells Kohl as he struggles in the enchanted mire.
One of the lizardmen jumps through the camp fire to attack Sejik, but is set ablaze by Sejik’s divine protection. Two more lizardmen flank Sejik, but shrug off the damage from the radiant energy. Sejik quickly realizes his peril. Without Kohl he is faced with the Duskscale alone. They attack ferociously. Sejik is badly wounded.
“Attack the shaman! Now!” he shouts. Blood stains his divine cloth and armor.
Morthos leaps from the rooftops and plunges his blade into the neck of the Shaman. The lizard gurgles in pain and falls to the ground. The fetid swamp dissapates and Kohl is freed. He runs to Sejik’s aid and slays the flanking Duskscale.
With renewed fury you focus your attacks on the remaining Duskscale around the campfire. Blow darts fired from within the huts whiz by you.
“Take out the darters!”
Kirin, Miklos and Taveah move to engage the darters in the huts and cut them down. One of the darters bursts out of a hut and barrels past Morthos. An alarm reed clutched in its claw. Morthos tackles the Duskscale to the ground. The reed scatters to the floor and the two struggle for control. The Duskscale hisses and kicks Morthos off of him, grabs the reed and sounds the alarm. Morthos dispatches the Duskscale, but the damage is already done. The other camp has been alerted.
As you survey the carnage, a low roar is heard to the northwest. The Gorillon approaches…