The Dungeon

On the road......

Conversations
"OK, let's mount up." choosing a horse, Volum mounts and heads for the caravan bending over so he's close the the horses ear,"So nobel steed, what's your name. You look like a ...Moonmaiden to me, do you like that name?"

Stirli, practically ignoring the funeral procession earlier, smiles broadly as he learns over to his pony. "Oh what a beautiful pony is that. I will call you Bill"

Volum speaks up, "How should we guard the caravan? I think we should have two people in front one on each flank and one in the back of the caravan." He begins to look around for approval or arguments.

Darien chooses on of the ramaining horses and mounts. "If you ask me, I think the one of the elves should be up front, they could probably see any danger better. As for me, I will ride were ever I'm needed." He places his hand on the pomel of his broadsword and wait for an answer.

Seryn listens to Volum's suggestions and replies, "I'm not much of a warrior, but I'm willing to ride ahead. Then we would have one directly in front of the caravan, one on each flank and one behind the caravan."

Stirli says, "I would like to ride to the right of the cart, so that I can easily have a chat with the driver guy, without having to shout, and I suggest we don't shout. And I am a bit supertitious. I always want to ride to the right of the caravan I'm escorting. But if really nobody is prepared to take the rear, I don't mind doing that!"

Turn 8 On your way...

You catch up to the wagon after a light galop. Stirli guides 'Bob' immediately to the right of the wagon and begins to talk to the driver. Limeas is to the left of the wagon, watching the woods. Darien assumes the rear guard, calmly scanning behind on the road. Volum falls up front and is about 15 feet ahead of the wagon. Seryn still behind, but he suddenly rides up with a full quiver of arrows he purchased at a side market. He mentions that he's going to scout ahead and rides up about 100 yards, and begins scanning the woods.

The party can still see the tracks of where the funeral left ahead of them. You assume that there must be a cemetery close by.

As Stirli has been talking to the wagon driver you discover that his name is Gregory.

"Aye....This is my first time driving the wagon fer that dark man.....ohhyyy I never did get his name.....any how, if we make good time, we might make it to Shadowdale in about...oh....10-13 days."

Seryn begins riding back, he begins....."It's all cl......" Suddenly you here an intense howling coming from up the road. Seryn hasn't scouted that far ahead yet...about 200 yards from your present location. It sounds like a pack of wolves. You also hear human screams.

Turn 9 Trouble ahead......

Volum's eyes immediately light up. "Wow, the has to be a record of some sort, we been traveling for what one hour and we're already about to do battle. Is it to late to quit this job? Oh well, come on guys, what are you waiting for? I thought this is what most young adventurers dream of, a good job with a great reward, plenty of combat, and plenty of scars. That's what all adventurers I have meet in Shadowdale told me." Volum bends over to his horses ear. "OK, Moonmaiden, lets see how you do in combat"

Volum and Seryn charge ahead, kicking up dirt as they urge their horses forward. The howling continues, followed by more screams of panic from humans. The sound seems to be coming from the left as well as ahead.

Stirli and Darien pull up to the head of the wagon. Darien looks at Stirli, then at Gregory. Stirli looks ready to bolt ahead, but is keeping Bill under control. Limeas is very calm, and trots up along Stirli and Darien.

Gregory says, "Aye, friends...there does seem to be trouble ahead...." he learns forward and pulls out a wicked looking axe. "I do believe I can watch out for myself. I'll catch up to ya......Well....go!!" With that, he snaps the reins and the wagon races forward. Stirli, Darien, and Limeas galop ahead, about 50 yards behind Volum and Stirli.

Volum looks left and sees a small pathway, about 10 feet wide go into the forest. The sounds are definately coming from that direction. Suddenly you see a woman dressed in black bolt towards you down the path....she looks dishelved and frightened....."Help him!!!!!" You recognize her as part of the funeral that passed you earlier.

The rest of the party catches up to Volum and Seryn. The woman continues, shouting over the howls and screams behind her, "They attacked us in the middle of the service........the priest saved us....but ....." You notice the human screams have died down, and all you hear now is growling and barking. Then you hear one cry out in pain...a blood-curdling yelp. The woman runs towards Tilverton.

Gregory arrives. "Sounds like wolves.....but they never come this close to civilaization.....I think there's a cemetary at the end of that path."

Turn 10 Dances with wolves......

Volum, Seryn, and Darien charge forward, Volum with his sword drawn. The pathway ahead narrows quite a bit, forcing the three to ride single file. Then the trees thin out, revealing a quiet liitle cemetary.

Except it's not so quiet now.

Immediatly you see the trouble.......the priest you saw earlier is surrounded by three wolves. The priest, who you now know to be a woman, is swinging her warhammer wildly, holding off the wolves for the moment. You look around and notice a casket, laying on it's side, with a wounded man leaning against it. You also see a dead wolf by that man's side. There's a fence surrounding the graveyard, which means any attempt to enter the cemetary via horse will be impossible.

Suddenly, an arrow wizzes from your left, hitting a wolf in the leg. You turn to see Stirli calmly nocking another arrow. You also see Limeas ride up behind you.

Stirli draws his arrow back and lets it go. With a slight twang, the arrow flies towards a different wolf than the one hit first. The beast hardly has time to yelp as the arrow sinks straight into the beast's chest and it flops to the ground.

The wounded wolf, who now notices Stirli, falls away from the Priest and starts running towards Stirli, who is starting to draw another arrow. Volum reaches the wolf first, as he jumps off his horse and swipes at him, hitting the wolf square in the back. It falls.

Darien, with a scream, urges his horse forward and attempts to hurdle the fence. The horse makes it....but Darien falls from the saddle. Luckily, he tucks and rolls and gets up with broad sword drawn. He staggers forwards and swipes at the loan wolf and misses, because the wolf lunges towards the priest grabing her cloak.

Suddenly, Seyrn starts to back the horse up.......and gallops away!!! In even further amazement, Limeas sets back on his horse to, holding his sling, but has no ammo out!

Stirli shoots again, missing high. Stirli takes aim again.....but puts his bow away and draws his short sword out. Darien swings with his broadsword, hitting the beast in its side. The lone wolf snarls and attempts to leap on Darien, but Volum intercepts, and runs the wolf through.

You notice Limeas has left.

With the battle over, the members of the funeral come out of the woods to see what happened. Several people run over to the injured man by the casket. You recognize him as the Ranger from the Broken Glass in Tilverton. He looks at you and moitions your group to come over. He says, "Those wolves weren't natural.....I think somebody charmed them.....the orcs that have been *cough* raiding are also charmed..........When you get into the mountains.....you'll find the wizard responsible......." he drifts off. The priest you saved walks over and touches the man. Some of his wounds appear to heal. She turns to your group and smiles.

Gregory pulls his wagon up to the fence. He calls out, "Did ya kick their arses?"

Volum, ignoring Gregory for the moment, his eyes are on fire with rage. "Another mage uses his powers to do evil! I could tolerate it if he appeared in the battle and fought alone, but to charm these animals to fight for him" his hand finds his sword hilt. "I can't wait to meet this mage. But, let's return to the matters at hand" turning to the priestess, "My Lady, I hope you aren't hurt, I'm Volum Firefalcon and these are my companions." Gesturing with his hand, "Strili and Darien and who might you be?"

She stands up and takes a rag from the wagon and wipes her hands and walks over to the group."Aye tis good to meet you all. I am Ariel McConnal of the clan McConnal of Waterdeep, Priestess of Kelemvor.

Darien strides forward and looks towards their new party member. "Welcome Ariel, to out little group. I am Darien, Knight of Torm. Nice to meet you. I agree with Volum, we've got to get rid of this guy."

Ariel nods, "I'll tell you more, but my duties are still of this funeral of this person. If you three fine gentleman would be glad to help me."

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