Over the course of several adventures, there have been increasing drake attacks on the city of Restwell Keep. The characters eventually discovered they were being led by a dragonborn with a Chaos Shard, who seems to be bent on taking over the town. Redbeard convinced the PCs to hunt down the dragonborn. They tracked them to a valley where the ruins of a floating stronghold were scattered across the ground and sky. There they met a dragonborn spirit, bound to help its decendants. The PCs proved that the dragonborn with the Chaos Shard was deceiving the spirit, enlisting its help in the fight against the threat, defeating him. They took the shard for their own and went back to their base.
The group returns to their hideout through the portal, a few are slightly alarmed and worried about the growing number of kobolds now guarding the cave. Biding his companions a good night Grimclaw methodically sets gear aide and as if in a dream state he places a hand against the wall to lean on as the day’s events slowly sunk in him. Grimclaw let out as raspy breath, as if he was holding it in for a long time. What’s going on…he whispers to himself what am I doing with these people? slowly he shakes his head and gives the wall a good thump with his head First we’re dealing with drakes and draconics, next two of my “companions”, that crazy golem and that lunatic mind bender dismembering a dead body limb from limb with glee…and I…I…casually gutted an animal and left it there without sending it back to nature. *wiping the sweat from his face he forces himself to calm down and breathe. Dear earth mother his eyes bulging a little I feared we almost wiped out the villagers younglings as well as they mobbed a fallen drake, then I had to restrain myself, retrained from killing Redbeard’s guard. closing his eyes he flashes back to the scene of him as a raptor, barring his teeth, the smell of blood of the unconscious man on the floor, it almost drove him mad. I feel that this place is having an effect on us, either that or I cannot remain changed if I cannot keep control of myself. shutting his eyes he suddenly slaps his face together with both hands Get together Grimclaw, are ye dwarf or are ye a timid goblin?! You came here to find out about the taint and you’re getting closer, or farther…I don’t know. shaking his head he settles down in a meditative position on the floor, setting some special herbs in a small bowl and lights them, letting the pungent smell wash over him as he takes a deep breath. Tomorrow…to the mountain peak…we must find some answers.
closing his eyes he lets his mind wander, seeking out the earth mother, seeking inner peace, seeking….something unknown
“Idiots! We get report of a Drake in the city and that fool of a wizard wants to waste time comforting a swooning half wit.”
Graymane stroked his beard trying in vain to calm himself before lashing out and sending an end table across his room.
“We’re fighting a group of sadistic dragon-born snake worshipers bent on killing and conquering every decent soul in this hell hole and they look at me like I’m a maniac for trying to send them back a message. They have no idea what I’ve been through, the abuse and exploitation I’ve endured at the hands of sick minds like these. There’s no crime in life or death too horrible to impose on these predators.”
Greymane paused a moment, before sighing to himself and saying,
“I probably could have done without the bit with the intestines. Those weak willed, pathetic fools just sickened me so much that I wanted to disturb them. Especially that insufferable wizard and that berry picking dwarf. Still, I should probably apologize to Healena, she didn’t deserve any of that. I don’t even know how though. I don’t trust them enough yet to explain what I’m fighting for, and against, what could I say to her without compromising my true identity?”
“They don’t even realize that I apologized to Redbeard, that I offered myself freely to his vengeance. No, they only see what they want to see.”
Burying his face in his palms for a minute, Graymane sat deep in thought before lying in bed.
“Still, I guess I could tone it down a bit for our next assignment.”
Today I realized I may be in a group that has no soul. I totally agree with helping a town and killing the three drakes that were terrorizing this town however, we seen to like to over do it on the drama.
We helped an older lady with a problem with a drake, we did make a mess on her yard, but as promised, I got the “helpers” to help me clean up the disposal of the bodies later in the day.
We followed one of the drakes to the forest and we found a dragonborn body with birds circling the corpse. I wanted to bury the body, but our friend book too the corpse and mutilated it.
We found a map of an unexplored area which I quickly duplicated. There was some minor items on the lad but nothing note worthy.
We came back to town and found a drake almost dead being stoned by the townsfolk. I have used my intense knowledge of religion and nature to help but when I tried to calm the crowd it make it worse I believe. The drake told us of its hatred for dragon-born and how dragon born hate/fear undead.
We spoke to red-beard and pissed him off and slapped him silly. I was afraid of him and his two goons, but I am no longer afraid. He calmed down and then he agreed to supply us with more quests. We then went back to our house and drank so more and ate some good food.
Cyril the one eyed told us about spirits in the mountains which may help us.
Today, we found a dragon born village. We came across some bats and rats. Knowledge (Nature). We killed some bats and some rats, we found an interesting bag which I believe to be a very magical bag. We have successfully negotiated with red beard for more info on our quest. He told us where we should head. We then came across a very magical area with floating islands. Religion/History Check Successful. I gained info on the region which I noted. It seems this is an area for fallen warriors.
We met Brakk who was a spirit attached to a landmark. We have discovered that these people are very honourable. Also Brakk seems honourable as well. Since he is honourable, he doesn’t tolerate liars aka greymane it seems. Why is Greymane full of hate. I tried to use my knowledge of history to help but I was baffled in my speech and messed up. I will make amends. We learned there is no ritual to perform to release his spirit to the beyond. Greymane, decided to go and try and get the documents by himself.
He came back all changed, in form of another. I will have to discuss this blasphemy later on. However it seems he does know how to enter a keep and get in and out. I will have to note more on this later. I have also though something was odd with all his hatred but it seems he may have been acting like this to throw off his trail.
I’m very pleased to have helped with getting rid of this evil. I do wish that I would have known or gained more info for my books. I will have to pay closer attention next time.