We secured a caravan escort assignment as an independent contractor for the following merchants:
- Gargdoon, a mountain dwarf who sells textiles
- Ramley, another mountain dwarf who sells adventuring equipment (hides, pelts, bone carvings, traps, hunting gear)
- Gord, a human who deals in fine foods (with a collection of modest foods)
They came with two guards: a half-elf fighter and a gnomish mage. It was expected that the trip to Kher Badir would take 40 days at a quick pace, crossing through various small towns.
A few days into the assignment a giant appeared one night during the first shift. It refused to stand down so we attacked. Our numbers made short work of it, but one of the merchants disappeared. Tracking them led us two a couple of dwarves. Caelano managed to get Otto to cast Light on one of the dwarf’s armour, startling them and allowing us to catch up and knock them out.
Light conversation determined that they were part of the Cult of Skartho, an entity we heard of before. Unusual interrogation (beard shaving) did not pay off and the merchant was worried for his life, so the two kidnappers we given an eternal rest.
A few days and a small village later the ground started to become soft and the air humid as we entered a swampy area. The group noticed a few lizard-like creatures trying to execute an ambush. Stopping the caravan an open declaration was made of the group’s awareness of the attempted ambush. Mutterings were heard in draconian and Caelano persuaded them to come out into the open. A few lizardmen with spears appeared and polite conversation ensued, with Caelano translating.
The lizardmen had a master, even above their chief who required tribute due to being within his realm. We negotiated for 10GP of gems and found out the ‘master’ was a dragon who wanted tribute for his hoard. The dragon was Chag-Thru-Tonaket and described as of the black variety, and being “10 paces long.” Gargdoon got an idea of hiring the party to take down the dragon for its hoard and paying the party with a portion of the amount. Further inquiry of the lizardmen found they did not like being under the dragon’s rule and therefore ripe for freedom. The liar was in a cave two days from our current location. They don’t understand the concept of ‘colour.’
Ramley, Gard and their two guards stayed behind with the caravans just off the road in a more secluded area, hidden with foliage. We travelled with Gargdoon (who had a bag of holding) to the lizardmen village. We met with their chief, called a queen who had more regal decorations and had a metal amulet with an oval gem (we noticed no metal elsewhere). She spoke draconian, but simultaneously echoed in common. We spoke about Chag-Thru-Tonaket and the giant who dealt with affairs with maintaining ‘the realm’ through force. The group noticed that the giant would be a bit more intelligent than the giant we faced before and was on salary from the dragon. We found out the lizardman who we mainly talked to was called Kassett. The dragon’s lair resided down a long shaft due to a survivor called Da’agen, who lost his tail during teh ordeal (but grew it back).
The plan was to get lizardmen warriors to hold off the giant, luring it off for long enough to get us to the dragon and slay it. Tomorrow morning we execute the plan. Hopefully all goes well.
NB. No racism intended.