2.1 Chapter 1: Into the Stolen Lands

Dalia takes a moment to don her robes and collect her mace before following Ralf and heading to rescue the energetic halfling she met at the feast.

Not going to solo an ogre, even blinded. Call back to the party "Folks, they have an ogre. He's injured, but still an ogre. Let's group back up and head to the next area to deal with him."

Tassle grabs her crossbow and bolts loading the crossbow , looks mournfully at the remains of the forkinator and heads to meet up on team ogre takedown.

Silene also gathers up all of her things, promises Filbert tasty snacks once we're done and gets ready to light up an ogre as she heads to the door. "Remember ankles are for biting, feet are not for getting squished under."

The door to the garden creaks open with an almost unnatural silence. Gracefully a small shadowy figure dressed in black slips through

With a whispered voice the halfling pleas "Heros! You thank Iomeday you are here. There is a crazed ogre killing everyone, we must rush in unprepared and save them...."

The halfling pauses to take stock of the saturation, then after brief moment of shock and horror starts edge towards the door he came in.

Betrayius

Known Facts:
•Ancestry: Halfling
•Class: Spellcaster?
•Location: Restov's Slums
•Personality: Leadership role in a gang in Bevory, the "paw boys".
•Interactions: You stabbed him in the face and ruined his deal with McTarget

I guarantee you that this is a completely independent douchenozzle. GM’s honour

"Stop trying to escape miscreant. I'm out of non-lethal options and it'd be a shame if you were to be horrifically burned to death in a magical fire related incident. Stand or die."

Betrayius tenses for a second as Ralf light up his hand, then immediately dives for the door. Ralf react and light up Betrayius' hair as he flees. From behind the door he shouts "It doesn't have to be like this! Whatever deal you have with McTarget, we can pay double!"

"Darlings, while I do think a rambunctious ogre battle may be quite a pleasant affair, perhaps if maybe we were to look at the current source of information, I would suggest we speak to the ogre first and determine for ourselves if he is a true threat."

Dalia cautiously enters the room with the ogre.

"There, there, big guy, those look like some very nasty cuts, would you like to let me heal them for you.

Silene follows Dalia into the room very carefully and and cast protect companion on Filbert as we move through the door. I then get ready to cast produce flame on fucking Betrayius or the ogre. Whichever seems scariest to me once I go in.

Tassle guards the rear, ready for ambushes with crossbow and hyped up unpredictability at the go...