So we come out from the tunnel, and at this point we’re all on alert because we don’t know how the battle went, or where we are. So we’re thinking we might be stepping out into a huge pack of gnolls. Then wham! From out of nowhere Lucky gets clocked on the head! So I’m looking around like “where are they? Where are they?” And Lucky’s like “Wait, it’s… mail?” Turns out it was the mail delivery, with a whole batch of letters his mom had wrote him. I guess they don’t deliver underground, or maybe we were under some magical wards, but as soon as we got out they were on top of that delivery.
So Lucky’s reading his letters while we’re trying to get oriented and decide to do, then wham! From out of nowhere an arrow grazes off my arm. And for a moment I’m like “who mailed me an arrow?” but then I’m like “oh here’s the gnolls.” Also it was totally a gnoll arrow. We see a figure on the faaaar bank of the river, and we’re like, first, “goddamn longbows”, but second “we’ll stop him somehow.” So Forth starts trying to head towards him, when wham! Out of nowhere the plants grab us. Some sort of druid magic. They don’t get Forth though, and she knows that spell couldn’t be cast from all the way on the far bank, so she starts looking around more, and totally spots a druid. She runs over and punches at him, but whiff! It goes right through. An illusion!
Daevon is like “illusion, shmillusion” and does his bolt-of-light thingie at it, which somehow seems to hit? He tried to explain how he knew that would work but I think it was a lucky guess.
Anyhow, then these two start yelling at each other, which maybe shoulda been our first hint that they weren’t gnolls. But it wasn’t really two, ‘cause around then a jug of some sort of magical cold comes crashing down and freezes the plants that are still grabbing me. And not long after a jug of magical fire crashes down… quite a ways away. So we suspect there’s a third one of ‘em, who doesn’t have good aim as the archer. Not that the archer is really doing much lately.
Anyhow, Caleb helps me get free, and we’re starting to suspect these may not be bad dudes, but I’m like “why take a chance?” They seemed to be trying to kill us. They weren’t that good at it, but when that happens it’s no joke. So I run over to the druid to see if some magical fire can hit this illusory druid the same way Daevon’s light bolts can. And I don’t think the magical fire did, but taking a big overhead chop sure did, because I hit something about halfway down the druid. Lucky takes that cue to hit it with one of his firebolts — sizz! — and the illusion drops and we see an unconscious halfling woman.
The remain two yammer at each other a bit, but we’re now pretty sure these aren’t bad guys. Forth goes off to search for whoever was throwing the potions at us. I get the halfling druid in a headlock, ‘cause you can’t be too careful, and then, uh, give her some healing. She comes to, upset at first of course, but in a headlock so she can’t do much. And I convince her to call the others off. They’d been calling us gnolls, which we assured her we were not.
It was ‘cause of the gnolls’ illusion magic, right? They expected to see gnolls disguised as humans. And I don’t know if you’ve heard this, but folks worked out a system to signal that you’re a good guy, which of course we hadn’t heard of, because we’d been living literally under a rock for a week.
Anyhow, those three give us the skinny and introduce themselves. The druid was Vic… Vicki? Victrola? They call her Vic. The archer’s Falovar Deadeye. And the guy with the potions, who by the way wasn’t throwing them but had a portable catapult — how cool is that? — is Gerard. We ate lunch together. Nice folks.
After lunch Forth and Tharn did some aerial recon up where the gnolls had been, and then we decided to get back here. Fortunately, we have a portable boat. Well, I guess all boats are portable, kind of the point of them, but this one is easily portable over land, y’know? Carried it with us the whole time. Anyhow, we deploy that and sail down here back home. We popped by the Queensguard to report what had happened, of course, and Oddward told us some more about what the gnolls have been up to with the raids and the move to the gray forest and such. And then we came right back here to see you all, and get some of this great grub! Sure beats trail rations.
Hey hey, we’re back for lunch! And we went shopping! Err, uh, sorry, just for adventuring gear, nothing for you. But check out this cool stuff we got, which is totally going to help us beat the gnolls. First we nearly cleaned out the reputable item shop, picking up this nifty flask which just has water in it now but supposedly is going to have a new potion every day, and also a collar for Kimya that can heal her, and some gloves for one of the magic users. And then we decided to stop by the bad side of shopping, Piacular Peculiarities. It took us a bit to find it, but we ran into Matrim and he knew where it was. Anyhow that was some tougher haggling, but we came out of it with a nice matched set: this little goat figurine can turn into a giant terrifying goat— yeah, okay, I don’t blame you for laughing. I want to see it too, but it can only do it once a week so I don’t think we should use it now. But anyhow I also got this ring, see, which lets you talk to animals. So we can be like “alright goat, charge at the gnolls on the left or whatever.” I wonder if Lucky could ride it. And would that make it more or less terrifying? Hmm. Maybe we should test it out…