Part 2 from the perspective of Gene

Day 2 – Evening

After the Kobold ambush we suffered on our way to the Dragon tombs, our Cleric Aegis suffered many a wound. And while Korrok’s novice talents at healing and my own quick actions seemed to have saved him from the brink of death, he will still need a lot of rest and a little luck to pull through. So with a heavy heart, I turned from out quest to save our dear old friend and mentor and returned back to town with the group so that we may lick our wounds. Being a Dragonborn, Korrok was easily able to carry the deceptively heavy dwarf the whole way after splitting up some of his heavier items. We ended up staying the night in the very same inn we had just left which filled me with a disappointed sense of under accomplishment. But I’m no fool, and would nary let a comrade fall from battle to pursue my own glory in combat. So I waited through the night for our friend to recover, sleeping only very little when my nerves allowed.

Day 3 – Morning

As the sun rose, so did our dwarven companion. Although groggy I was happy to find him no worse for the wear. I wanted to waste no time getting back to our task, but the wizard Franz wanted to investigate the mysterious Kobold medallion which bore the crest of Orcus. The rest of our party seemed to agree, and so we sought out the town’s healer and some merchant vendors to see what they could tell us. Though I must admit that while the mage went on and on about dark magics and the like, I was more interested in expecting my weapon to make sure it was still in good condition for what lay ahead. In the end, we were handed a generous amount of gold for the trinket, so I suppose at least some good came from it.

Day 3 - Afternoon

Burning most of the morning away re-traversing ground we had already covered, we finally arrived at the Dragon’s Tomb Douven Staul was said to had come investigating. There we met a group of archeologists and their pack mules who apparently also came to research the burial grounds, and while some of our group were wary of them, I moved on the greet them and see if they had seen Douven during their scholarly research. Suddenly the dragon dogs sprung at me with their jaws gape, and in a moment our party and the would-be assains all had leaped into battle with one another. While the dragon-dogs managed to fell me once or twice, I struggled to my feat and landed the finishing blow on one of the foul beasts. However, after falling a thrice time, my vision went blurry and time seemed to stop its flow. Once I had finally been healed by the good cleric Aegis, the battle was won with my companions evidently finishing off the rest of our attackers.

It seemed that the group of thugs had held Douven Stual captive and the rest of the group freed him during my short recovery. Douven thanked us for our help and gave us some manner of amulet before taking his leave. I felt it unwise for him to return home unescorted after such a trying ordeal, but he ensured us that he would be fine and walked off into the forest. However, with our task complete, and half a day’s worth of sunlight still with us, we decided to set out for the lair of the Kobold’s in this region and put an end to their villainous ways once and for all. And the sum of gold promised to us by the lord of that small town didn’t seem to hurt either. On our way to the Kobold stronghold we were once again waylaid by Kobolds who shot at us from range through the trees. Korrok and I stormed through the brush to meet our attackers head on while the others of our group took a more ranged approach themselves. And though we took our fair share of cuts and scrapes, in the end the Kobolds proved no match for us this time. Now we press on to our goal and hope to reach the source of this Kobold infestation soon.