We finally met up with Harshnag at Morgur’s Mound only to be attacked by our powerful new enemies.
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Previously on “Storm King’s Thunder”
PROGRAMMING NOTE: Due to DM’s holiday office party, next week’s session will need to be rescheduled. Stay tuned to my blog for the announcement.
The massive frost giant emerged from behind the hill. Even for a frost giant he was battle-worn and grizzled, proudly wearing the skull of a dragon upon his head, and wielding a greataxe with glowing runes.
“Halfred,” his deep voice boomed, “is that you?”
I looked at Halfred, whose face broke out into a wide grin. He practically waved back.
Harshnag mentioned the name of Halfred’s friend and mentor, which lit up the halfling’s face even more. Harshnag had been put on the same path as us, hunting the Ostorian relics. He also knew why that was important, but before he could explain, his eyes turned sharp and he gripped his axe, motioning behind us.
We turned and saw a small army of rock-like creatures approaching our direction. “I don’t know much of these creatures,” Harshnag said, “but they’ve been watching the mound, stock-still. Seems they were waiting for you.”
The creatures resembled walking boulders with arms. They approached slowly, and I could see each hefting a large warhmmer. My heart sank as I saw their leader. He looked exactly like T.I.M., but adorned in blood red robes.
They stopped suddenly, as if each acted in accordance to the leader’s will. The leader turned to us and spoke in a frighteningly monotone voice, “You are neither we seek. Where are the one like me and the traitor?”
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