Thursday, January 4, 2018

D&D pre-game 12-23-17

We got a 2nd game in Dec and that is always awesome!
“Hurry and get the site covered! Those storm clouds are rolling in faster than we thought!” Shouted a thin man in coveralls and a floppy hat.

Several other people in similar dress raced about pulling tarps behind them. Several more were busy packing items in wooden crates full of straw.

“Get those crates filled and get the wagons moving!” The man continued to shout as he walked around the area.

This looked to be an enormous find for the archeology guild and all thanks to a random act of nature.

Several weeks prior, in the foothills of the Frost Peak Mountains, a small rockslide quickly turned into a colossal landside of earth and stone. The only witness to the event was the local fauna. Three days later, a trio of hunters were working their way through the area and realized all this earth and stone had uncovered something, a trio of stone slabs and various bits of broken pottery. They tried move the stone slabs but they would not budge. They dug around in the loose dirt and rock and managed to recover some intact clay urns and a few metal trinkets. They made a small map to the location and continued on their hunt. They would turn the objects over to their village elders when they returned to their small village.

A week later and the objects the hunters found were at the archeological guild in Stonekeep. They were being studied and cross referenced to other pieces from the area. After a few days it was deterimed that these objects were made from one of the various long dead nomadic human hill tribes. The doors were more than likely led into small burial mounds. It was a good find and worth further investigation.

A crew of students and midlevel guild members left within days to begin to excavate the region. They would need to work fast as fall was ending the winter snows would soon begin.  A week of near constant digging managed to unveil three fully sealed tombs and a plethora of small pottery, idols to long lost gods and several small silver and gold tokens in the shapes of animals. All this  was gathered, catalouged and loaded for transport back to Stonekeep.


Now the late fall weather was finally starting to become an issue. The temperature was dropping more every day. Frost was beginning to form on the ground overnight. The leader of the excavation made the call to secure the site for the coming winter. He knew that soon this area would be under several inches to a foot of snow.



Although there was one archeologist who thought differently. He had been studying the lost nomadic human tribes for some time. The small tokens and pottery found at the site only furthered his  belief. This was more than just an ancient tribal burial mound this was the final resting spot of an ancient tribal warlord. A tribal warlord known to have acquired a large amount of wealth.
Not only that but after a few months of study he knew that the guild was housing the keys to unlock these tombs and was clueless to the fact. Even better the site would soon be abandoned for the season. There would be no prying eyes to see him explore the burial chambers. There would be no other members that he would to share the knowledge and glory. This could be “the” find for him.
However, he might need help with potential critters in the area and even worse within the sealed tombs. Thankfully, he had some contacts that could be persuaded help and might even enjoy some tomb ancient exploration.

Lukas Fudderer grabbed his long coat, a set of pouches, a large and bulky backpack, a finely crafted crossbow and a small pouch of gold crowns. He looked at his clock and knew that he needed to head to Old Towne. A few of them would be at the Slaughtered Hog tavern and he could pitch his plan to them there.


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