A Howling Good Time: PART 1
The Battle earlier had been brutal. What few survivors that were left gathered before nightfall on an elevated clearing keeping them dry from the surrounding marshes.
The Battle earlier had been brutal. What few survivors that were left gathered before nightfall on an elevated clearing keeping them dry from the surrounding marshes.
One such group found themselves sitting around a campfire. A smuggler, a hunter, a pistoleer and a newly arrived Dwarf Troll Slayer itching for a fight but late to the party. Each with his own reasons and motivation to being there that night, with the only thing in common among them the goal of getting to The great city of Altdorf.
The Cursed Marshes is a place that leaves its mark on everyone that pass through it and The hunter and Dwarf Slayer both caught an ailment while hunting for food in the surrounding marshes with nothing to show for it but the carcass of a dog. Meanwhile, dry at base camp The Smuggler and Pistolier talked to the other survivor and managed to gather some rations that would hopefully sustain them during their journey out of the marshes. The Smuggler even managed to get himself a cooking pan claimed to bring fortune and luck to its wielder.
Planning out their next course of action around the amber glow of their campfire with the sound of grease dripping and hissing from the dog roasting above it, the adventurers were joined by a colourful and mischievous character called "Mouse". After a short exchange of sarcasm and pleasantries "Mouse" was invited to join the adventurers for supper.
With years of experience living off the land The Hunter's instincts suddenly kicked in and he quickly warned the rest of the adventurer that they might not be alone while readying his crossbow.
With years of experience living off the land The Hunter's instincts suddenly kicked in and he quickly warned the rest of the adventurer that they might not be alone while readying his crossbow.
Suddenly a scream was heard and true enough with little warning wolves started appearing around the survivors from out of the surrounding darkness. The Hunter warned his group that only a pack of wolves led by an Alpha would be this brave and coordinated and that they could count on more trouble showing up. Assessing the situation the adventurers saw that the wolves were simultaneously attacking the different group of survivors, mainly a small group of mercenaries, a blacksmith with his wears and a kitchen hand and his family.
The Dwarf with white fist gripped tightly around the hilt of his axe charged into the nearest group of wolves instantly slaying two in a flurry of blows Allowing the rest of the adventurers to move into action.
Noting that the scream came from the direction of a campsite occupied by the kitchen hand and his family, The Hunter with a quick prayer aimed and shot a crossbow bolt in that direction, immediately killing one of the attacking wolves with the Smuggler and pistoleer rushing in, leaving the mercenaries and blacksmith to tend for themselves.
Losing his pistol earlier in the day, The cautious Pistolier, first to reach the family but unaccustomed to hand-to-hand combat managed to distract the wolves but try as he may he could not get a strike on any of the attacker taking a few wounds in the flurry of claws and blade. The Hunter and Dwarf fared better dropping another 2 wolves between them. Axe drenched in the blood of beasts the Dwarf next rushed to aid the blacksmith.
Now side-by-side, the pistoleer and smuggler started to make progress against the wolves with the help of the Hunters accurate skill with the crossbow. Killing the last of the wolves attacking the kitchen hand and his family the Pistolier was told by the grieving mother that one of her children had been dragged into the darkness by one of the wolves. The Pistoleer took it upon himself to search for the missing child.
While the Smuggler headed back to clean up the remnants of the attacking Wolves, he was stopped dead in his tracks by the arrival of a wolf, unlike the others. This wolf was bigger, faster and stronger than the rest. The Smuggler figured that this must be the Alpha Wolf the Hunter had warned about...
PART 2:
Journey to Altdorf: Campaign Introduction
PART 2:
Journey to Altdorf: Campaign Introduction