Yorin hefted the bag of gold in his hand....and wondered if it was enough. Was it enough to risk his and his companions lives? Would they even be successful in their mission to kill Drakenhoff and his minions? Would they live to spend this gold? Would they ever even emerge from the dark dungeon into which they were about to descend? He shook his head to clear it of such thoughts...the next few hours would tell...best to put aside his doubts and get on with the job.
He looked around at his companions...his brother Florin combed his long flowing red beard and stared vacantly at the entrance to the darkness below. Florin, at least, he had no doubt in...as long as there was an enemies head to be cracked Florin was ready and willing...he lived to fight.
He had less confidence in his cousin Dorek (from his wife's side he often pointed out when the boy did something idiotic), who stood off to the side testing his new bow string and obsessively rearranging the arrows in his quiver. His actions plainly betrayed the nerves he was feeling.
Beyond him sat Magnison...the old mage seemed to be staring off into space...mumbling to himself beneath his breath. Yorin had heard that he had been quite a powerful wizard in his day...but he seemed old a fragile now...he hoped the old timer was up to the task ahead.
"Rights lads...best get on with it" Yorin said as he hefted his ancient axe...the grip felt soft and comforting in his powerful hand. He looked at each of the others in turn and they all nodded back in response to the question in his eyes...Yes! they were ready. "Dorek...you take the lead...have that bow of yours ready! Florin you next...Magnison you take the middle and I'll bring up the rear...Lets do this thing!"
Without another word they slowly worked their way down the dark spiral staircase before them...taking their time and allowing their eyes to adjust to the dim into which they descended... none of them new what horrors or rewards awaited them at the bottom...but they were about to find out...
Before we get into a Turn-by-turn description of the initial encounters of our intrepid heroes lets take a look at the situation into which they are descending. As outlined in the narrative above our lads are arranged single file as they traverse the spiral staircase that leads into Drakenhoff's lair.
(please remember that these pictures were taken in a hotel room with poor lighting and my iphone...so they are not up to my normal standard)
In the first room our team will encounter a pair of Goblin gurads who are busy playing cards (or whatever Goblins do to pass the time) at a table.
In the room behind them we have the rest of the initial guard consisting of an Orc archer and the Orc lieutenant Uorglock...As GM Ive deemed that they will not become aware of the intruders until they engage the Goblins in hand to hand combat.
To the left of the guard room is Drakenhoff's workshop...and what will prove to be the hardest fight of the day...because it contains the Big Bad and his personal guard.
In here we have the man himself who is at his desk dealing with paper work (as usual)...his faithful (and viscous) hound Fluffy...the captain of the guard, Larlog, and two Orc minions...one archer and one warrior type. The inhabitants of this room will not become aware of the intruders until they begin to approach the double doors of the workshop.
Ok then...thats enough preliminaries...lets get on with the FUN!
As Dorek came to the bottom of the stairs he crossed the hallway...giving him a better angle of fire on the goblin guards and allowing Florin to move into the hall as well. Seeing the Dwarfs come barreling down the stairs the goblins jumped up and started across the floor toward the intruding stunties. Once again I made an GM decision that they would only get 1/2 their normal movement due to being surprised. Here is the situation at the end of turn 1.
The dwarfs win the initiative roll and so get to move first. Dorek snaps off 2 arrows...one at each Goblin...and misses...obviously Yorin's concerns about the boy were well founded! He then steps back allowing Florin to step in front of him and advance and Magnison to enter the hallway and draw a bead on the goblins as well...raising his staff he casts Silvery Bards at the approaching greenskins...but his control over the mystical forces is shaken by his nerves and the spell fails. This leaves the Wizard in a vulnerable position and the Goblins take advantage by charging into Melee...one against Florin and one against the hapless dwarf mage. The Goblin attacking Florin hits him but fails to cause any wounds. Amazingly Magnison thrusts his staff out at the last second and catches the goblin approaching him right in the center of the forehead knocking him to his knees...dazed...and confused as to what just happened.
The Situation at the end of Turn 2
This time the Goblins win the initiative. The goblin attacking Florin is overwhelmed by the dwarfs defense and takes a hit but his ample armor deflects the blow without damage. Magnison...frustrated with his lack of control over the mystical forces and impressed by the physical power of his staff uses it to crush the skull of the stunned goblin at his feet....the first victim of the raid has been claimed!
The clash of arms happening in the guard room has alerted the Orcs in the back room to the presence of invaders and they exit the room hoping to get in on the action.
The Goblins win initiative again and the reinforcing Orcs enter the front room and the archer snaps off a hurried shot at the dwarf mage...which goes wide. Uorglock approaches the combat but can't quite reach an opponent by the end of his movement. The remaining goblin renews his attack on Florin but again, despite winning the combat, fails to wound him.
As we shift to the dwarf half of the turn Magnison moves out of the hall and into the room..shifting right to allow Yorin into the fray. The dwarf Mage finally gets his shit together and hits the Orc archer with a blast of silvery barbs...reducing him to a gory mess. Yorin charges forward into the Orc Lieutenant and with one mighty blow severs the Orc nearly in half. Dorek slings his bow over his shoulder...draws his sword and rushes forward to stab the goblin in the side while he is defending against a flurry of blows from Florin...the room is suddenly silent...all the immediate foes have been dispatched.
Knowing that time was of the essence the dwarf party quickly turns to the left and starts toward Drakkenhoff's workshop. Becoming aware that something is amiss in the outer rooms the archmage and his minions start to react toward the door to prepare for the on-rushing intruders.
Next post...the exciting conclusion! Stay Tuned!!!