Well, I seem to have been in a fog the last few weeks. Not sure of the date, and I won't ask the team lest they think I'm dumber than they already think I am. So we will pretend that it's the 27th of Dravago and let things go at that
After watching the town be destroyed by Azalakardon, we head head to the teleportation spot offshore. After a moment, we get the kobolds' attention and the portal opens. We pass through and are greeted by a super loud din of whooping and yipping. The kobolds are celebrating the return of their god. We toast a few glasses to Azalakardon and turn our attention to the kobold camp.
The boys fiddle with the portal thingy and manage to get the shore of the kobold encampment to show on the pillar. We activate the portal and step into the water off shore. Here there is a different noise altogether. It sounds like battle!
Sure enough, the camp is beset by a host of giants and ogres. Oh the smell! At least I look smart compared to them. We take on the attackers from their rear flank. It is a long, tough battle (where I am reunited with Snappy) but we manage to repel the invasion. I even managed to get the killing blow on a hill giant! Imagine my epic pose here.
The giant, of course lands on our poor monk, . I quickly loot the body to lighten the load so that she can crawl out from under the gigantic corpse. I find a pearl of power (gave it to Wabnuc), a rope of entanglement (kept it), and 20 Galifars, 4 silver, and 120 copper (sigh—split with the party).
Among the defenders we found the ranger we met at the kobold temple with his kitty. We head back into camp and consult with the elders. They claim that the giant attacks have been increasing in frequency and there also is a wolf-like Shoosuva plaguing the area and picking off lone kobolds. After some discussion we decide that the giant threat is the more dangerous one and decide to follow the tracks in the morning and take out their base camp.
We manage to sneak to the hill giant/ogre encampment. I do the sneaky things us rogues are famous for—intel! I sneak into the camp, count 1 smart-looking (hah!) hill giant (the leader) and about a dozen ogres. I sneak back to the others, and we decide to poison their food. I sneak back into the tent I identified as the cook tent and put my four vials of poison into their stew.
I sneak out and back to the edge of camp so I can watch the results of my actions. I sure wish I had popcorn! After a few moments, the stew is passed around and 6 ogres fall dead from the food. Four more are severely sickened, the other four throw their bowls down and accuse the cook of making bad food. The cook is first shocked by the accusation, and then literally shocked by a lightning bolt from the hill giant! Ouch! The poor thing is a steaming corpse now.
I report back to the team that there seems to be 4 sickly ogres, 5 healthy ogres, and a magic-using hill giant left. We devise a plan to ignite two of the tents in the area, so some of the ogres are distracted. First priority is to defuse the zapping giant, them mop up the remaining ogres. The distraction works and we mop up the rest of the camp with our usual panache (although the kitty took one too many lightning bolts to the head and didn't make it).
We decide that we will spend the night resting and recuperating and then loot in the morning. I wake up to a chorus of tiny bells and feel stronger. I wish I heard them ring more often, I could be the strongest halfling ever!
Time to loot!