Dear Diary,
It is with a heavy heart that I must
report that our dear dear friend, solider in arms, fellow adventurer and
all around really good guy, Gulleck, is dead. I can not help but feel
slightly at fault for his untimely demise. My plan to instigate a fight
between a group of orcs and their pet troll Lorg backfired. But I'll
start at the beginning.
It was a small group
that delved below the city that fateful day. Just four of us. I
brought Jibber. Gulleck brought a fellow I'd never met before who they
called Meat.
The delve started as they usually
do, with the party making their way down to the second level. Even
before we got to the stairs we ran into weirdness. A group of people
dressed in animal masks speaking a language none of us knew. After much
gesticulating, we managed to get on by them without a fight. It was
looking dodgy for a while.
Then we ran into
some goblins. They were easily dispatched. In the orgy room, the four
lizards were still hanging out, picking over the bones of that dead
elf. Gulleck suggested I try to get the lizards to fetch us the bag
that the elf had by his side with the ring that lets you control the
minds of beasts., I put on the ring and got the beast to do just that.
Unfortunately, when I released it from my mental control, it got really
pissed at us and all four of them attacked us. They kicked our ass and
we ran away. The better part of valor.
We
tried to sneak past the lizards by drinking invisibility potion and
leading the lizards out of the room with goblin bodies. This plan
seemed to work surprisingly well. Unfortunately, those orcs standing
guard by the gong figured out what was going on. Maybe because of my
glowing sword or maybe when the potion ran out. Anyhow, they gonged the
gong and the fight was on. We killed about four of them and the others
ran away. Then Lorg the troll came up the stairs and we ran away. The
better part of valor. He was nine feet tall. For some reason he didn't
chase us.
We decided to go to the Goblin
Market using the stupid rope bridge instead of fighting Lorg. Past the
bridge we ran into another group of orcs, messing with those giant bugs
that were eating the black gloop in that cavern. That's when I told
them that Lorg has told me to tell them that they were idiots. For some
reason they didn't storm off to kill Lorg. They attacked us instead.
There may have been a bit more to it. But at any rate, Gulleck was not
up to the challenge and neither was his buddy Meat. They both fell in
battle. Jibber and I managed to kill all but one of them. The last one
ran away.
The plan was to carry our two
fallen comrades to the room with the resurrection pool. Along the way
we ran into a couple of really flamboyant hobgoblins named Clabberpus
and Margleton. Or something. I bargained with them and now I owe
Clabberpus a favor, but they distracted the orcs standing guard by the
gong... oh yeh, where the gong used to be! We chucked it into the
ravine under the rope bridge. Heh. That was poor Gulleck's idea. Poor
Gulleck.
Anyhow, with the hobgoblin's help we
got the bodies to the resurrection room. Meat came back to life but
Gulleck did not, as we feared. Jibber mentioned that perhaps we could
get the CHURCH to perform a very expensive resurrection. Luckily, the
dead orcs who had killed Gulleck had a lot of treasure which should pay
for the miracle.
With Gulleck's body in tow,
we decided to call it a day and returned to the Rusty Lantern. I have
to get to the Church right away. Jibber says the resurrection gets more
expensive and tricky when rot sets in. Perhaps there is time for one
tankard of grog at The Missing Shoe. Gulleck was never the most
pleasant smelling of fellows but I think he's still fresh.
By the way, I've never felt better.
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