Chapter 2:Taking the Offensive
Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 8:43 pm
After discussing the matter for a while you decide to take the goblin back to town for interrogation. As dawn breaks you quickly head back towards town. As you near Malforten, the party hangs back while one of you goes on ahead to fill Eryl in on what happened. Eryl quickly secures a room in the tavern to stash the goblin as the local gaol is too public.
You decide to show Eryl the parchment first. He examines it quickly and comments, “I’m not sure I can make anything of it but Ifon Picton is right knowledgeable in a lot of the history of this area and he might be able to shed some light on this. After that I'd like to take a crack at that goblin you brought back.” He sends one of his men to fetch Ifon and they return shortly.
Ifon takes a long look at the parchment and then leans back, “Hmmm…Ah, I recognize those names though they haven’t been used in many, many years.” He pauses, “Would you be so kind as to get me a drink?” He waits until an ale is set before him and then he continues. “Imperial Road is…or was...an ancient roadway that stretched North and South all along the Drunderry River and beyond. This was during the reign of the Horned One. It had been paved with enormous blocks of granite carved by giants and placed in the earth by some of the greatest engineers of the age…at least that’s what they say. But it was poorly maintained even during the height of the empire and has been eroding away for eons. What hasn’t eroded away has been buried by the shifting banks of the Drunderry. You may be able to find faint traces of it here and there but it has all but disappeared.”
“Baleon Nakt, that was a temple of the Horned One and was located just off the Imperial Road to the North. Rumor has it that it once housed a high priest, a Knight of the Dark, who commanded a cohort of lesser acolytes and troops in the area. This priest remained in the temple even as the Horned Ones power waned until he died mysteriously in his chambers one night.” He paused, “I would have thought that it would have been reduced to rubble by now but Gritznak must have discovered it and is now using it as his base.”
“As for the last fragment, I have no idea what it is referring to. It could pertain to almost anything – supplies, drink, slaves…who knows.”
“I would be very careful if you decide to follow up on this though. Who knows what manner of evil still lurks in the bowels of that god forsaken ruin.”
He leans back and takes another swig of ale, “Have you any questions?”
You decide to show Eryl the parchment first. He examines it quickly and comments, “I’m not sure I can make anything of it but Ifon Picton is right knowledgeable in a lot of the history of this area and he might be able to shed some light on this. After that I'd like to take a crack at that goblin you brought back.” He sends one of his men to fetch Ifon and they return shortly.
Ifon takes a long look at the parchment and then leans back, “Hmmm…Ah, I recognize those names though they haven’t been used in many, many years.” He pauses, “Would you be so kind as to get me a drink?” He waits until an ale is set before him and then he continues. “Imperial Road is…or was...an ancient roadway that stretched North and South all along the Drunderry River and beyond. This was during the reign of the Horned One. It had been paved with enormous blocks of granite carved by giants and placed in the earth by some of the greatest engineers of the age…at least that’s what they say. But it was poorly maintained even during the height of the empire and has been eroding away for eons. What hasn’t eroded away has been buried by the shifting banks of the Drunderry. You may be able to find faint traces of it here and there but it has all but disappeared.”
“Baleon Nakt, that was a temple of the Horned One and was located just off the Imperial Road to the North. Rumor has it that it once housed a high priest, a Knight of the Dark, who commanded a cohort of lesser acolytes and troops in the area. This priest remained in the temple even as the Horned Ones power waned until he died mysteriously in his chambers one night.” He paused, “I would have thought that it would have been reduced to rubble by now but Gritznak must have discovered it and is now using it as his base.”
“As for the last fragment, I have no idea what it is referring to. It could pertain to almost anything – supplies, drink, slaves…who knows.”
“I would be very careful if you decide to follow up on this though. Who knows what manner of evil still lurks in the bowels of that god forsaken ruin.”
He leans back and takes another swig of ale, “Have you any questions?”