Rise of the Runelords

Local Heros
in which the GM reminds himself to never get several sessions behind on a post again....

The party heard screams from the northern section of town – rushing to the scene they see a goblin on a ‘dog’ which just finishes killing a (normal) dog as they come up to the scene – on the ground is a man screaming in fear.

With the dog dead several more goblins join in the fight and a battle starts.

Goblin commando

The party is able to overcome the goblins and save the man from a horrible fate. He introduces himself as Aldern Foxglove. He thanks them for their help and tells them to meet him at the Rusty Dragon for drinks and food later on that evening.

The party collected the spoils of war (as it is with goblins – there as not much) – and as the night was falling and the excitement seemed to be over they retired to the inn for a free meal.

They were greeted with Foxglove’s company and he went on to introduce himself a bit further and thank them again by paying for their stay at the inn for a few nights. He also invited them on a boarhunt in two days time.

The next day the party was greeted by the sherrif who asked them to help him investigate a disturbance at the local church. They were greeted by a very nervous Father Zantus who was highly upset that the crypts had been broken into.

The sherrif seemed to be hanging back letting the party take the lead in the investigation. Janos was quick to spot tracks showing that several goblins and something larger had moved about the courtyard up to the crypt door.

Kwame was the first to pull back the slightly open door to the crypt and came face to face with two skeletons! They took offense to his presence and gave him a nasty wound across his chest. The party made fairly quick work of the skeletons and found that the crypt was empty – when it should have had the bones of the old priest interred within. Kwame also found a discarded robe that after studying determined that it used to be a potent necromatic item called a ‘robe of bones’ – used in conjuring undead creatures.

Janos continued his investigation looking at the tracks and was able to tell that they came up over a wall – but the other side of the wall lead back into the street where the the tracks vanished into the confusing tangle only a town road can provide.

After this investigation the party split up to do various things.

Tyrek went in search of a good drink and wandered into Risa’s Place. Although the mood wasn’t very welcoming for a tavern he certainly did enjoy the spiced potatoes. After the potatoes Tyrek went to the Red Dog Smithy to see if he could strike up a conversation with it’s owner. Unfortunately he was unable to get the blacksmith’s attention from whatever it was he was working on.

Janos and Eurias went outside the city to search for the location of the goblins entrance to the city. Although they were not able to find a location that the goblins entered the city from – Janos was certain that they were being watched while they were out looking.

Kwame went searching for a good book to read. Finding The Curious Goblin to be a fine bookstore he purchased a volume on the nature of boars for the upcoming hunt. While he was there he ran into the local sage – a man named Brodert Quink. They took up a conversation which they shared over a drink at Cracktooth’s Tavern.

Bjorn went looking for a place to sell his goblin ears. He first went to the Sandpoint Meat Market and tried to get his ears pickled – however Chod didn’t want anything to do with goblin ears. Next he went to Gorvi’s shack and met the half-orc Gorvi who offered to buy his ears – not satisfied with the deal presented Bjorn went to the Town hall to speak with the Mayor. After a brief conversation he was assured that he was due more money and that Gorvi would deliver the correct amount and apologize. Satisfied Bjorn went back to the inn.

Rod went searching for alchemical components and started at the Pillbug’s Pantry. He was able to find plenty of components but wasn’t satisfied and proceeded onto Bottled Solutions. He got into an bit of a row with the owner when he tried to point out a potion formula and was rebuffed for his efforts. After this Rod went back to the tavern.

Biru went in search of gems! She tracked down the jewelery store to find out if they had any new gems arrive. After looking through the selection available she found out that there would be another shipment from Magnimar in two weeks time, and she noted that she would be back at that time to see the new selection. After this she went back to the inn.

As the party gathered back at the inn they were able to catch each other up on the days events and had a large meal – they then retired for the evening getting ready for the boar hunt in the morning.

The only interruption to their evening was when Jorvi came into the inn – and offered Bjorn the correct amount of gold for his goblin ears – along with an apology.

Toilday – 3rd of Rova – 4707 A.R.

The party gathered to go on a boar hunt. First they were sent to the Goblin Squash Stables next door where they were given a free mount along with saddle and saddlebags to go on the hunt with courtesy of Aldern.

After doing a head count they found that the ranger Janos was not with them and he seemed to be missing – after a bit of investigation they found he had left a message with the bar at the inn stating that he was going to do a bit of ‘scouting’ looking for the goblins again in the woods – and that they should go on the hunt without him.

Continuing out into the wilderness the party was questioned by Aldern who watched them avidly. After some time they were able to find two boars who were passing through the area. After a viscous battle the boars were put down – after which Kwame was able to field dress them so they could be transported back to the inn for cooking.

After getting back to the inn the party again split up slightly – with people attending to different tasks.

Eurias went looking for Janos and so went back to the north wall and although he was used to spotting trouble – tracking a ranger through a forest proved to be a bit of a stretch.

Biru and Kwame set out to the General Store to sell the junk they had been able to scrounge off the goblins. After doing a bit of haggling with Ven Vinder they were able to come up with a price that seemed more than fair – they are starting to get the feeling that the good will of the town is a good thing!

Rod went to the Curious Goblin and was browsing the alchemical section of the bookstore.

Tyrek went to the Fatman’s Feedbag and got quite a chilly reception there!

Everyone eventually made it back to the Inn for a delicious meal of roast boar. Just when the evening seemed like it was going to wrap itself up – in came a stranger shouting in an even stranger language! This was Lonjiku Kaijitsu father of Ameiko. He started berating the party as soon as he saw them – his opinion of adventurers was rather lacking. He and his daughter got into an argument when she told him to leave he grabbed her by the hair and attempted to drag her out of her own inn! The party got involved at that point and it was just enough of a distraction for Ameiko to brain her father with a soup ladle. This caused her father to lose the last of what dignity he felt he was clinging to and he stormed out shouting “you are as dead to me as your mother!”. After a witty comment by Ameiko the tavern went back to normal – only to find out that for their assistance the party was being given free room and board for an extended period.

Kwame (after dinner) went to seek out his fortune and got a Harrow reading at Madame Mvashti’s house.

Bjorn finished the night with a visit to the Pixie’s Kitten.

Festival and Fire!

The players arrived in the town of Sandpoint to enjoy the Swallowtail festival.

At the start of the festivities a speech was made by Mayor Kendra Deverin:

People have been up for hours, several merchants have set up tents to vend their wares of food, clothes, local crafts, souvenirs, and beverages. Others folk have arrived early to gain positions near the podiums and the tables beyond. Tables loaded with a picnic buffet ready for the congregation after the ceremonies. The Swallowtail Festival begins promptly as scheduled, and the turnout for the opening speeches is quite respectable. A stage has been set up in front of the cathedral and a woman with short auburn hair stands in the center. Behind her sit four wooden chairs, three of them occupied. The square before the church is crowded now, the women loading the tables and the merchants hawking their goods join other locals and travelers as Mayor Deverin walks on the stage. As the crowd notices her, the chatter begins to die down and eyes turn to the stage. She smiles and begins to speak.

“Good morning everyone.” The attractive and personable woman welcomes the crowd with her usual friendly attitude. Her excitement is obvious and proves contagious as she welcomes visitors and locals alike. “I see everyone’s arrived. Even Larz Rovanky has left off tanning hides to be here. I’m sure his workers are glad it’s not their hides getting tanned, at least not today.” When the chuckles died down and Larz stopped glowering past a reluctant smile, Mayor Deverin continued.

”It’s wonderful to see so many of you here to join us on this proud day, and I’d like to extend my welcome to the many new faces I see in the crowd. As Mayor, I’d like to extend welcome to you on behalf of the town. I hope you all are enjoying your stay here in Sandpoint and I sincerely hope that you’re having a wonderful time. Our town has much to offer and I hope we can consider you as new friends. Spend some time in Sandpoint and you’ll grow to love it like we do. And even if you don’t stay long, spend your money while you’re here!”

Several of the merchants give a vigorous applause, and the Mayor lets the crowd settle before continued over the remaining chuckles. “And to all of the old faces I see, thank you for coming and thank you for everything that each of you has done to keep this town strong. Thank you especially for all the time, sweat, and love you’ve put into building this fine cathedral. Sandpoint didn’t seem complete without a church. We’ve always had heart. The true heart of Sandpoint is you, her people. But now we have an expression of that heart, and we built it ourselves!”

“Anyway, I can smell the lunch our tavern keepers are cooking already. A round of applause to Ameiko, Garridan, Cracktooth, and Jargie! I’m sure Father Zantus can spare an extra prayer that they don’t burn anything before we get to eat it.” More cheering erupts: the enticing aromas drifting over the crowd are overwhelming. “Now, since you have three more of us to stand there through, I’m going to sit down. Today as mayor I am declaring a town order to have fun! This is my favorite time of year!”

The crowd responds with a roar, and its a while before the Mayor could continue over the applause. “Without further ado, let me welcome our dutiful Sheriff, Belor Hemlock to the stage!” She indicates a dark-skinned, bulky man, clearly of Shoanti descent, wearing his armor and armed with a prestigous looking sword. Sheriff Hemlock nods and steps forward onto the stage.

“Thank you, Mayor. First off, let us have a moment of silence.”
He bows his head and begins speaking, “Let us remember the memories of those friends and family members who lost their lives in the tragic blaze that made our new cathedral necessary. Cherish those memories and may the blessings of our Gods see them happy and well in the Afterlife.”
He raises his head and stands in silence for a moment scanning the crowd.

“Over the next three days all instances of wrong-doing will be dealt with swiftly and to the fullest extent of the law. No exceptions. As the sheriff of Sandpoint, I, Belor Hemlock, would also like to welcome everyone to enjoy themselves today, and you may or may not be aware of the planned bonfire at the beach tonight… it looks to be a promising festival. Do trust that I will be monitoring the level of safe conduct late into the evening. I am trusting our fun will lean to the side of caution. If you are a militia member, remember where your duties lay, and help Sandpoint keep the peace. Thank you.” With that the sheriff steps back awkwardly and becons with his hand, for the next speaker to approach.

The next speaker is quite a contrast to the Sheriff; he is brightly dressed, sports a well-groomed goatee, and seems to be thoroughly enjoying the day. As he reaches the center stage he loosens his collar a bit, winks into the crowd and starts to talk:

“Well, thank you Sheriff for that uplifting oratory. Don’t worry I doubt there will be any fun for you to stress over today. If things get out of hand you can ask Ameiko take the stage and put as all to sleep with one of her stories.” The crowd responds with a combination of chuckles and offended heckles.

Without a beat Ameiko shouts from her merchant tent “What about the story of your last flop at the theater? I’m almost done with my newest ballad, I call it Cyrdak the Unimpressive! Who wants to hear?”

The crowd responds with laughter and cheers. Amieko can still be heard shouting over the crowd “Your secret boyfriend helped me come up with the name!”

Cyrdak stands awkwardly waiting out the crowds laughter to die down, as it does Amieko seers in one more one liner, “What a sleepy crowd Cyrdak!”

After the noise finally quiets Cyrdak continues with a forced smile as if nothing happened, "We can all agree, this is our time to celebrate! I know this town has been through some hard times, but we don’t lay down easily. Look at what we’ve accomplished! [He motions towards the church.] And I’m telling you, they spared no expense with this place. Father Zantus’ chamber pot? It’s solid gold and comes with a singing choir standing nearby. It’s no doubt our neighbors and nobles put a pretty copper into the construction of this joint. And to think they wanted nothing in return, but to enlighten us and our taxes for many lifetimes to come. But worry not about your coinpurse, I’ve heard from father himself that the gods are getting their gold together to help pay for this place. But don’t take it from me, let me hand the stage off to the man who knows in charge here. But before I let him get things going I’d like to take this opportunity to extend my personal invitation to each and every one of you to the new production of “The Harpy’s Curse” starring the world-famous Magnimarian diva Allishanda as Avisera the harpy queen! It’s all premiering tomorrow evening and continuing throughout the next two weeks at the Theater. Come see it, it will be fabulous! And now join me in a bit of applause for his holiness himself, Father Zantus!"

The crowd cheers as Cyrdak motions Zantus to the center stage. The young priest looks noticeably abashed at the reception set up for him. He wears the traditional ceremonial robes of a priest of Desna and a shiny silver holy symbol about his neck. He smiles and tries to calm the crowd down, eventually speaking when the applause has subsided:
“Ahem, thank you. Thank you Cyrdak. And thank all of you for coming to join us on this most Holy day.

“Today ushers in the new Fall season. A season I have always thought was named appropriately, as today was the day Desna fell from the heavens during battle with Lamashtu.

Though all the world wept for the loss of the goddess, and of dreams, it is said that she survived. She was discovered, on the rocks of a beach, by a blind orphan, forgotten and cast aside by the rest of the world. Though the orphan didn’t know who she was and could do little for the wounded goddess, she still stayed by her side, holding a vigil on the beach, tending to her as best she could and praying to her god, Desna. When other followers had abandoned Desna, the orphan empathized and held hope in her faith. Through the care of this orphan Desna recovered and revealed herself to the blind woman. In return Desna transformed her into an angel and offered the girl ascension to Desna’s palace in the heavens. It is now there and forever that they shall remain.”

Father Zantus motions toward the newly finished cathedral, the sunlight glittering off the stained glass windows. “This story reminds us that tragedy is just a setback, not an end. Though our place of worship was destroyed, and our previous priest, Father Tobyn, perished in the flame, we have preserved as Desna would desire, and built anew.
Today is our day of new beginnings. Our day of ascension.
Friends of Sandpoint, I declare the Swallowtail Festival officially underway!"

An acolyte throws off the canvas of a nearby wagon, revealing thousands of swallowtail butterflies…the Children of Desna. He opens the cages and the crowd begins to applaud as butterflies flutter in every direction through the crowd, and eager children begin chasing them.

The party went on to enjoy the festival – Bjorn impressed the crowd by winning the pie eating contest – winning 5gp and a recipe book with this years pies in it!

Tyrek was able to impress the locals with his feat of strength by ringing the bell at the top of the pole.

The festival was winding down when there was a crack of thunder and Father Zantus called everyone’s attention to the podium – he sanctified the new cathedral at sundown and it seemed that everyone was ready to head down to the beach for the bonfire when suddenly a song was heard:

Goblin song

Goblins! In the street!

The party fought off goblins and began to regroup when a large explosion rocked the area – a cart exploded revealing more goblins advancing with torches!

Goblin with torch

The party was able to overcome these goblins as well – and as they put down the foul warchanter our session ended.

Goblin warchanter

Welcome to Sandpoint!
The adventure begins

As one approaches the town of Sandpoint, the footprint of civilization upon the Lost Coast grows more clear. Farmlands in the outlying moors and river valleys grow more numerous, and the blue-green waters of the Varisian Gulf bear more and more fishing vessels upon its surface. Passage over creeks and rivers is more often accomplished by wooden bridge than ford, and the Lost Coast Road itself grows wider and better-kept. Sight of Sandpoint from either approach (south or east) is kept hidden by the large upthrust limestone pavements known as the Devil’s Platter or the arc of rocky outcroppings known as Whistler’s Tors, but as the final bend in the road is rounded, Sandpoint’s smoking chimneys and bustling streets greet the traveler with open arms and the promise of warm beds, a welcome sight indeed for those who have spent the last few days alone on the Lost Coast Road.

From the south, entrance to Sandpoint is governed by a wooden bridge, while from the north a low stone wall gives the town a bit of protection. Here, the Lost Coast Road passes through a stone gatehouse that is generally watched by one or two guards—the southern bridge is typically unattended. Aside from the occasional goblin, the citizens of Sandpoint have traditionally had little worries about invasion or banditry—the region simply isn’t populated enough to make theft a lucrative business.

Hanging from a bent nail at both the gatehouse and the southern bridge is a sign and a mirror—painted on each sign is the message: “Welcome to Sandpoint! Please stop to see yourself as we see you!”


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