After I asked Valthrun about everything I could think off, Valthrun said his
goodbyes and invited us to meet him in his tower later. I said goodbye and
asked if he really wouldn't rent out his first floor to Tyrr. He is not
interested (yet). I asked around in the inn for Kalarel, but nobody knows who
he/she/it is. Everybody asked after the fights with the kobolds and I wasn't
shy of telling them! While I was talking with Tyrr, Eowan came back in and he
had a strange story that Gründahl was out in the woods watching for spies!
Last I saw him that dwarf looked like he had been ran over by a stampede of
fluffy mungools! Eowan was not worried in the slightest. I decided to go out
and check on Gründahl. Eowan said he was somewhere left (or was it right?)
of the main gate. Tyrr kept insisting I'd not go so as not to mess up
Gründahl's plan. As if I could not be inconspicuous!
Tyrr followed me on the way out of the inn, but I guess he lost me as I snuck
off into the darkness. When I looked over my shoulder I saw him looking at the
ground to the right side of the inn door or something. Maybe the ale was
getting to his stomach? Anyway, yay, sneaking around in the dark again! I tried
to climb over the wall so as not to alert the guards, but I decided against it,
because I might damage the wall and people might not like that. I strolled past
the guards nonchalantly. The guards warned me that the gate would close soon,
but I told them I would be back soon. I walked until I was out of view of the
guards and then snuck into the forest. I backtracked stealthily to the place
you would have the best view of the village gate. How exciting! After some
minutes, I saw Gründahl watching the gate intently. He still looked
halfway on his way to being roadkill and wasn't even wearing his armor! He was
watching the gate so well, that he didn't even notice me sneaking up on him.
When I was next to his ear I whispered 'Hi'. He startled and swung a fist at
me, but he was off-balance so I easily stepped aside.
Luckily he recognized me and I grinned at him. He explained he thought the spy
would go out the gate this night, so he wanted to watch the gate until it
closed (which is about now). I told him it was way too dangerous for him to be
in the forest at this time, so I came back to watch his back. No idea why he
couldn't just watch the gate from the inside! But at least being on watch
outside the gate at night is very exciting!
Well... it was exciting for about two minutes. Gründahl fell asleep as
soon as the gate closed and I traipsed around a bit, but kept an idea on
Gründahl. Nothing exciting happened. I contemplated braiding
Gründahl's beard, but the light was too poor so I found a nice soft spot
and tried to get some sleep.
The next morning the gate was already open when we woke up, so we might have
missed the spy anyhow. Oh well, at least we did not get eaten by a fluffy
mungool! Back in the inn, it turned out that Equilibria collapsed right by the
inn door last night and was found by Tyrr. How rude of Bairwinn to not bring
Equilibria home safely! Equi tried to defende Bairwinn, but after hearing from
the innkeeper all the gossip about Bairwinn being a womanizer she started
doubting him. She even recalled Bairwinn insisting she drank some wine. He must
have poisoned it! He must be the spy and a servant of Shar and secretly a
kobold! I knew it! He looked somewhat greenish to me!
So, we all went to Bairwinn's not-so-grand shoppe to 'ask' him to clear some
things up. After Ziruna started to stand on him the discussion got a lot
better, so I closed the door (and put the "We're closed" sign up) to give us
some much-needed privacy. With our combined effort (and Ziruna's fully armored
weight) we managed to get out of him that he drugged Equi's drink to take
advantage of her! Ew! Eeeeeeeeeeeew! That's even worse than secretly being a
kobold! And stupid besides! Equi was already smitten, so all the drugging
wasn't even necessary! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew! After some additional mild
torturing, Bairwinn started to scream and a guard arrived at the door, but he
seemed happy that we taught the wanna-be kobold a lesson! So there! Eeew!
After my nightly escapade I decided it might be a good idea to buy a climber's
kit, but ofcourse Bairwinn's not-so-grand shoppe is not my favourite place to
shop anymore, so I decided to go the smith. The smith is a dwarf called mister
Coalstriker. He was willing to make me a climber's kit, but he refused to buy
my goblin two-handed axe and chain shirt! How rude! He also helped Tyrr
identify the fancy chain mail we found and it turns out to be magical! And
dwarven! And shiny! Ziruna likes the gleam so he decides to wear it. That's
good for the Ziruna-Lilsy team, so yay!
We decided not to go to Valthrun now, because sitting in a tower is less
exciting than stabbing goblins! (At leat to me, I guess Tyrr thinks otherwise.)
Somehow, though, we end up not stabbing goblins but going to the garbage heap
where apparently a dragon is buried (Sydawabraxyl probably). After walking
through the (utterly uneventful) forest for hours and hours and hours and hours
we came to the garbage heap. Apparently there has been some excavation, because
there is no heap, but a great big hole! Inside there are some dragon bones
(exciting!), two lizards looking like small dragons (scary, but exciting!),
some workers (not so exciting!), a gnome (small!) and some halflings (yay!).
The gnome invites us to come down and take a better look. How exciting! I'll
let you know what this is all about in the next letter!
Love, your sister Lilsy, learned archeologist!
7 Nightal, 1479 DR