Grunt! Are Jox, nano.
I love my ax and my beard.
I've been through a lot in my life but never as strange things I'm about to tell.
Skips premises that are just broken and we come straight to the point: my life was proceeding regularly (well, regular is not the right word since I'm an adventurer), until that night ...
That night
As every evening between missions / raids / barbarian / etc ... and the other I went to bed.
my armor and my trusty ax (in addition to various weapons "backup") lying stored in the closet.
I put on my pajamas (yes! Also dwarf adventurers are cold at night, you think?) And do not take me long to fall asleep in the warm blankets.
Since you say all right here ...
think the shock when I woke up suddenly and found myself lying on a table stone cold, wearing my armor with lots of ax!
waited a couple of minutes, just to make sure we're dreaming.
I was not tied or constrained in any way, I sat up and looked around.
Very strange ... I was in a kind of secret, a large circular room with a single corridor of rock, without doors, as an output.
From the corridor came the only source of light, everything else dark.
But there was someone else in the room! Elf! And dressed as a witch ... I do not trust them! He said the name
Trillian (what a name idiot) and he told me a story similar to mine.
I decided not to fight, the priority is to understand where we are and what the hell is going on.
No time to exchange a few words and the hall came a strange common ground: lean and very high. But very high mean VERY high ... and not because I'm a midget! It must have been at least 2 meters and 30.
"Follow me, please. My boss wants to speak." Said the guy.
At least it was clear that this was the "owner" to get us in that strange place. There were not many
alternative ... began to follow him along the corridor. Pure
the corridor was very weird! Emits a strange glow covered the torch, but the strangest thing was perfectly right!
rooms with no door opened to the right and left, some full of dust, others clean.
Since the type we walked slowly crept briefly into the rooms, only to see that both were "normal" clean rooms (apart from having a uccellone painted on the walls), they were so disturbing those dusty! It was not possbile to see the ceiling, but only black ... black as the deepest hole on earth.
After a long corridor ended in a step bright, dazzling.
The suspicion was strong, but what else could we do but continue to follow that strange man?
Master
entered, or rather we went out, a giant grass that seemed sunk: it was surrounded by land and it was easy to suppose that just a few meters below the normal level of the soil.
Just time to take some steps that I stopped, frozen: in front of me the most terrible vision of my life! A huge black dragon with eyes injected with fire!
I wanted to run away but where?
Meanwhile, the servant went on to invite us to follow him with his soothing voice, as if everything was normal ... well maybe for him!
Trillian did not seem much quieter me, but continues to follow ... I'd rather be more cautious and to stay a bit 'behind (even if the only distance "security" by a black dragon is a few miles ...). Continuing
I realized that the dragon seemed almost motionless, absorbed in watching a strange black stone which was to bow down even the servant.
Sharpening the view I saw a strange symbol: a sword with a bird! The same rooms along the corridor ... will be the symbol of this "place" ... maybe ...
Help! The black stuff was speaking!
I will not go into details (because I did not understand much ... I must say I was never good at things to think), but the sauce of the matter is that they need Conford with our help to the populace of the place and steal a locket he needs. But I'm
casino for a medallion? Why us? To refuse even the shadow of course: too dangerous!
Told his strange and incomprehensible story the dragon flew, the air moved almost made me fall to the ground!
gripped between his claws the black stone and they left.
left alone with the servant that we put out two bags and showed us a direction to go. Then he disappeared.
was no money in the bags! 54 coins!
Also in my bag I found a strange box sealed with wax (and the usual symbol dell'uccellaccio), while Trillian found a thing with so many vials that liked it so much ... bah, magicians!
Trail
Even now ... options? One: to obey and follow the path to a stone.
No time to get in gear that Trillian starts poking around (but could sit still?) And I find it? A number of skeletons buried! Yuck!
good start ...
having walked for hours as the only distraction a couple of goblins, and even with their Trillian I stole all the fun making them explode with his magic ... Razzetti At least the last I managed to finish it with my beloved bolas!
These kobolds were cutting down a tree, then unclear what he was doing an ax with blood nearby ... but now the list of disturbing facts reached oversize.
We continued along the path, now it was dark but the moon was high, until exhausted we decided to camp in the woods beside the trail. Trillian
seemed very concerned about a spell that failed during the night ... that there is some strange sorcery in the woods?
rest for hours (having to do only two rounds) and then we began the march.
finally came in sight of the city. The city
The path came out, losing in the fields, on a busy street, wagons, carts and people walked the walk in both directions with different levels of agitation. No one seemed
If we do a lot so we decided to direct us, in the crowds to the city.
reaching the entrance, guarded by two guards from the air a little alarm, but we noticed one thing: all those who had a locket around his neck!
These medallions are all alike except for color and a symbol located in the middle.
What to do? We do not we have it ... maybe it is mandatory ... could be a problem! To investigate
decided to move away from the city so you can talk to a native with no one around. The trader
proves very surprised to see foreigners, the more amazed we did not know how to count on not to reveal too many details about our goals.
Chatter aside we learn that the medallions identify the social class and work, and good news, you can enter the city without the medallion, but to go to the "guild" (which?) And request.
thank the caravan and head en route to the city. The guards at the entrance
prove very friendly and explain that you pay a fee to enter (14 coins ...). The stink of rotten thing a mile away! But somehow (damn I must be more careful!) We find ourselves in a corner with no one around!
remains only pay ... hiding obviously have far more money with us: the occasion makes the thief ... and they already were!
Bah ... so take advantage of foreigners ... dishonest ... Reeks ... homeless ...
Back to us ...
Once in the city do? Find an Inn of course!
Asking around, the feeling was that outsiders actually did not see for quite a while ...
The only inn was on the other side of town, called something like "Al Rutto Free" (I like that name!).
Al "Rutto Free"
The inn was an ordinary inn ... nothing to say.
We were surprised to learn that instead we could not get a room! Without medallion no right ... and even the innkeeper brings us back to this mysterious guild.
The only option was to go now the guild ...
By Jox
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What hard work! Long!
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