RPG Campaigns

Giraine Summaries

The Pithdarans have another saying: “Out of the undertow and into the sewers.” Less is lost in translation here.

You decided to take a leisurely pace approaching the two rag-masked guards rather than close the 20m distance with a charge. Ciddar impaled one in the guts with a barbed crossbow bolt but it didn't flinch much or even whimper– these pirates are no normal slobs! They awaited you by the gates, conjuring up sorcerous crimson magics to make their barbed ball-and-chains more fearsome, but Maugis proved his usefulness by Averting several of their more minor magics. Meanwhile, the pirates were forcing their way into the armoury and soon pounding on the Holdfasted-door, and guttural shouts echoed around the stone-walled fort compound. Soon, all three dozen or so pirates would be upon you!

You closed the final distance with a quick charge, which had lethal effectiveness. Ciddar and Boamund went with Maugis and the slaves to open the gates after striking a quick blow or two on the pirates, and the Captain and Baronet helped finish of the two guards, who did not last long at all. Ciddar stood out as fighting particularly skilfully (many criticals!), whereas the pirates, surprisingly skilled and well-armed and magicked as they were, did not have their most brilliant moments.

But then the armoury back door was smashed down, and three pirates charged you. The Captain faced two of them and stunned one pirate with a nasty wound, then blinded the other with a deft kick of the sandy ground into its eye-slits. Although the Baronet had his shield-arm entangled by the other pirate's morning-star, he slashed it a nasty wound and then struck it down. Within seconds all three pirates lay dead, but now many more were coming, and crossbow-bolts were raining down on you, coming out of the darkness with no warning. But Maugis and the others had taken the great wooden log-bar off the great wooden gates and cracked the doors open enough for slaves to start fleeing, and you had a head start on all the remaining pirates, so you limped and ran out into the night.

It was dark outside the gates and a rough, pebbly path led downhill into deeper blackness. You stumbled downwards, casting glances backwards at the gates, and hearing the calls of the pirates concentrating there. A booming, frightening, cruel voice stood out amongst those strange voices. It must have been their mysterious lord- Erythagulos The Defacer, Maugis had called him. You did not see him, but saw the scarlet magics of the pirates amidst their torchlight as they gathered outside the gates to watch you scamper toward the jungles. And their shouts of alarm turned to laughter, as they watched you run– to freedom?

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