Dear mom and dad,
We would get to Aldronard’s Grave with a few more days of travel. Nothing of note as we moved north, which was a nice change of pace considering that trouble finds us wherever we seem to go. Sadly this trend wouldn’t last long.
Upon getting to the Grave we found it had been ransacked by a group called “Smilers” which, trust me these guys are better off dead than alive and hurting more people. At first glance the outpost looked normal except for the fact that it was bordered up. The Smilers which were posing as guards tried to refuse us so that they could take their time killing off the rest of the captives inside. However we were able to argue that their Goddess wouldn’t tell them to refuse… you know what short version of the scenario. We talked our way in, they “TRIED” to ambush us, we kicked the sodding piss out of them and proceeded to rescue the remaining captives and let them deal with the bandits as they saw fit. The only thing of note was that their initial assault was rather impressive, but a good start doesn’t mean much compared to a strong finish.
We stayed the night and learned form the the Cleric that the namesake of the outpost, which use to be a paladin for the Goddess worshiped at this location, actually haunts the sight at night. Needless to say, we stayed away from this phenomenon. We set out the next day to Scrapwall too try and snuff out any other members of this bandit group that might be in the city.
Side note, LIE when the guards ask A) why you are there? and B) if you plan to kill anyone?ALWAYS ANSWER “NO!!!”
We met with a nice lady in the city that doesn’t like the Smilers and I shouldn’t write more about that until I am out of Scrapwall.
We found information on one of the main members of the Smilers but we are waithing for night fall to approach his mansion. This dude by the way has 3!!! hawks. Compensation for something maybe? So until dusk comes we started to wait. In that time i gut into a discussion with Harkness about the difference between profiling a person, which in the right company allows those involve to speak of common negative misconception that could allow for banter between party members, and racism, a form of hateful speach that only allows for hatred to form between those talking to each other.
It was at this point that i “THINK” some some trying to talk to us about something , weather it was for directions or they were mugging us i simply can;t remember. It was over so quickly that I can barely recall the guys faces at all.
An hour or so went by and something exciting happened. My friends’ and I were attacked by 8-9 Orcs! I will admit that it did take a bit out of the party to defeat them but I think it was worth it. Also after the battle, i had the pleasure of hearing people passing by TRY to explain an LARGE DWARF!!! Hilarious.
Anyway, we are about to get moving toward the target. I’ll update you guys about my good health and hopeful sucess in the next letter.