Anyway, when we left the town, we headed south for the waterfall mentioned by the elf at the inn where she had seen some kobolds. As we approached we came across an ancient magic circle, but nothing much remained to identify its use. We continued beyond the waterfall into what we found out to be the kobold's lair. After fighting off a few, I'm glad to say my aim had improved somewhat, we entered their main chamber and was greeted with a rather strange sight. The kobolds were being led by a goblin, who appeared to be controlling them with a withered hand he wore around his neck. Those vile little creatures will gather and hoard anything. Struck by a sudden inspiration, I cast my "Mage Hand" spell and removed it from around his neck. Well, after it was removed from him, the kobolds stopped attacking us. Well, I wasn't going to touch the hand, so I gave it to the paladin for safe keeping.
After dispatching the goblin, a kobold elder approached us and not only thanked us for releasing them from the goblin's control, but explained that their race had been taken as slaves to work for the goblins. He said that their leader had been taken to a keep in the north and they promised that if we went and released him, the kobolds would leave the area for good. Not the solution that the lord was looking for, but it suits his needs fine, and he doesn't have to know about our deal. We were then told of a restless spirit further down in the kobold's lair and were asked if we might try and calm it for them. This was all relayed to us by Grimshaw, as she was the only one who could speak draconic.
We descended into the lower sections and came across a strange idol hidden in an alcove. When it was touched, a voice mentioned an ancient ritual that had taken place here centuries ago and that it was part of a second idol that was being used to perform the ritual again. We reached the bottom of the stairway and found ourselves in a chamber that indeed had an ancient restless spirit. Talking with it, we found out some more information about this ritual that was revealed by the idol. We settled the spirit and left the lair and headed westwards to the old dragon burial site.
When we got to the site, there were several people there already, as well as a large tarp covering something in the pit. We were bid to come closer, but declined and were set upon by a couple of young dragon dog things as well as several attackers. After dispatching them, we discovered that the missing dwarf that was mentioned in the town was under the tarp. He said that he had been ambushed by the group and tied up. We accompanied him back to the town, which we found had had some rather interesting events take place.
First that an old woman who had died recently had suddenly become an undead and was walking around, much to her family's dismay, and when we met with the lord to advise him on what we had discovered we heard a rather loud crash, we were then rudely interrupted by his daughter who chose that time to begin practising her dramatic music on her piano. An owl flew into the window and bade us to follow it, so we did. Fortunately the daughter of the lord decided to follow us with her travel piano, playing for us some light traveling music. We arrived at the scene of our first battle, the road to the Brandenburg Gate, to find two people in the throes of battle, a druid and an older man. We helped them get rid of their attackers and they thanked us and introduced themselves. The older man was one of the purple blades, at least I think he said it was the purple blades. The other was a druid who had a rather unusual name, Weedyseadragon. She apparently can't remember anything from before the time she woke up recently. So now we have an extra person in our group, and we are headed back to town to conduct some investigations into the happenings to see where we go from here.
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