D&D Post Game 9-15-18 Part 2

The four adventurers mounted their horses and rod e off following the footprints of ogres and at least one giant.

After a few hours of riding, the sun had almost set. It was twilight and they would lose the ability to follow these tracks shortly. It was then that the elf saw the signs of a small fire roughly a ½ mile away. The party dismounted and slowly advanced on the location. Soon they were within sight of a small camp full of ogres and what looked to half-ogres. These creatures were sitting around a large fire and eating drinking and carrying on without a care in the world. The group sent the rouge ahead to sneak into the camp for more information. The dragonborn rouge agreed it was a sound idea and smiled as he slipped into the shadows. The rest of the party prepared to take action if the thief was discovered.

Several moments later an ogre was seen standing to stretch and then he suddenly began to convulse, stumble and grasp at his neck. The ogres in the camp sprang to action! Some went of weapons others began to cry out in alarm. A pair moved to help their companion. It was too late for him as he lurched forward and fell dead all the while coughing and chocking on the stream of blood flowing from his slit throat. Behind him the beasts caught a glimpse of a small dragonman before he seemed to disappear into the darkness surrounding the camp.

Suddenly, arrows began to fly into the campsite. That was followed by the sound of small explosions and hot lead shot infused with magical fire. If that wasn’t enough, an unarmored human rushed into the camp and began punching and kicking every ogre within reach. This was followed by the dragonman reappearing to strike at the backs and flanks of others. It was complete chaos in the campsite! Ogres struck out with crude clubs and axes. Half-ogres fell defending their brethren. An ogre hoisted a ballista like a crossbow only to lose his target in the shadows. The chaos of the battle ended almost as quickly as it began. The ogres and their half-brothers were all dispatched and the quartet of heroes was mildly unscathed. They made a quick search of the camp and found more bags and barrels of food. They also found a barrel full of silverware, silver place settings and candle sticks. These must have been spoils taken from the plantation house. They grabbed some food and the miscellaneous silver goods and made to make camp a few miles from this location. As they bedded down for the night they noticed the nearby forest and the begging of the foothills below the Frost Peak Mountains. This is where the giant an ogre tracks were leading.