wanderin_robin
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‘The mines of Kalhamar were once a thriving dwarven outpost in the far edge of Altera, trading in redstone dust, and setting up a town on the surface for the many human traders who came. They became powerful, and a wise order of dwarven mages was set up who forged the Staff of Mohkra, a magical tool to help search deeper and deeper for redstone. Peace and prosperity reigned for hundreds of years.
But all that would not last...
In Altera there once lived a man, an evil man by the name of Lutheranus, who through a series of events was banished by the Kings to the furthest edge of the realm.
It was here that that Luther came across the mine, first posing as a trader then used foul magic to corrupt the dwarfs into his mutated servants. The town on top was soon abandoned when the dwarves stopped mining.
Luther lived out his days in exile, roaming the pitch black mines and living off the moss and lichen that grew down there, and becoming a deformed and twisted monster just like his servants. Eventually he passed away, and his foul minions laid him to rest in a tomb where his body was turned to gems by the lingering dwarven magic.’
This was the tale Wandering Robin told to Bellon the Wise, Thea Paronell and the apprentices of Uthrandir (alec, floop, wolftamer, karasu, Zane) as they camped for the night by the side of a lake, on their way to those very mines to retrieve the Staff and find the treasure in the tomb. Three days trek in the rain through the wilderness, defending themselves against the creatures of the night the heroes travelled, on the way coming across the path of the elf gtjones who joined them on their quest, till they finally reached the snowy south. For some of the party, Thea in particular, had never seen snow and there was much excitement, but they had little time to tarry.
The party soon came to the town at the top of the mines of Kalhamar, where Wandering Robin led them to the entrance of the mineshaft, where the brave band headed into the dark depths, minus Robin who was too old for adventuring and so stayed behind on the surface to wait for their return.
A day and a night passed for the heroes whilst underground, fighting Luther’s vile servants in the blackness till blinking they emerged with both the treasure and staff. But that was not the end of the matter, for Zane had been wounded by a cursed blade and night was fast approaching. Taking refuge in one of the abandoned building the wizard Ari Torke (Karasu) healed his wounds and the band examined their spoils whilst waiting for morning.
The next day brought yet more rain and a hurried march back to Skara Brae for a well-deserved pint in the Ship Inn to celebrate a successful quest.
Thanks for this guys, thoroughly enjoyed it and sorry if it was a little hard/frustrating towards the end
well thats fine the items where wiped when we moved maps