Distraught from the destruction of Toran and Japhy’s hometown, the heroes followed the goblin tracks out of the village. They came upon a wounded goblin that was left behind in the middle of the trail. After Aesther’s telekinetic interrogation, the goblin revealed that his leader Blatterwrack had ordered Wintermist’s destruction.
Continuing to follow the party of goblin raiders’ tracks, the heroes finally arrived at a cave guarded by several goblins. With Permerga serving as a decoy the heroes stormed the cave, only to find themselves caught in a trap!
As the heroes charged to quickly dispatch the entrance guards, two elite goblin archers unleashed arrows from a hidden perch as two additional goblins on soar boards flew into the fray, also peppering the adventurers with arrows. If the circumstances weren’t dire enough, a trio of flanking winter wolves attacked from the cover of the forest, quickly taking down and surrounding the trailing Aesther. With its hand already played, it was the heroes’ turn to show Fate what tricks that they had up their sleeves.
Pesmerga and Toran bravely jumped into the teeth of the goblins’ front lines, longswords cleaving limbs and staining the freshly settled snow red. The goblins’ furiously fought back, focusing their whole being on crushing their adversaries. In doing so they made a fatal mistake; taking their eyes off of the shadows. In the span of a few heartbeats Japhy emerged from the shadows, deftly slicing one goblin into ribbons and planting his dagger into the spine of another. Both fell limply to the ground dead, never knowing the face of their attacker.
Meanwhile, the clever Azrec stood amidst the chaos of combat, coolly watching the goblins soaring above, elusively criss-crossing over the heroes while loosing arrows. After a round of observation a smile broke across the tiefling’s face as he quipped to himself “Clever little devices, seems like a tactic that I might use. Unfortunately, not everyone can be me.” And just as the last syllable of his sentence dropped he snapped his fingers, conjuring a Scorching Burst that enveloped both of the goblins the moment that they crossed paths. One tumbled off of the board immediately, dead from the explosion. The other somehow managed to stay atop his floating vehicle, severely burned and barely clinging to life. For a fleeting moment the goblin thought he had a shot at survival, accelerating his soar board and making a break for it. But it was just a fleeting moment as the tiefling conjured a spectral hand with a wink, knocking the board out of the air and sending the goblin plummeting to his death.
After the heroes dispatched their initial foes they rallied to Aesther’s defense, converging on the wolves and reinforcing the pecking order of the forest.
-Heroes enter cave, fight elite brute (name?) as small goblin chants from his cage.
Likely out of equal parts desire for revenge and self-preservation, the goblin prisoner led the party to the secret entrance to Blatterwrack‘s cave. In a blitzkreig-like assault, the heroes kicked down the thin ice wall and flooded into the cave. In a display of divine wrath Aesther dropped a bomb of holy light, sending the enemies flying and filling the cave with shielding divine energy. Blatterwrack’s entourage didn’t stand a chance against the righteously vengeful heroes. As quick as lightning Pesmerga cut an enemy down with his Eldritch Blade, as Azrec summoned the aid of a foul Dretch. Azrec’s summoned creature rended everything around it in its rage, even taking a swing at Pesmerga in it’s furious assault. Toran engaged one of the remaining guards, while Japhy felled the last man with a dead-eye dagger throw. Surrounded and running out of bodyguards, Blatterwrack unleashed his most powerful killing cold mist, which, still shielded with holy protection magic the heroes shrugged off. And then in a snap, Blatterwrack, terror of the mountain lands was no more. The threat was over.
The heroes took all of the gold and loot back to Wintermist and divided it among the remaining townsfolk to help them rebuild their lives. With their town in ashes and many neighbors and loved ones dead, the heroes vowed to assist the townsfolk, offering to escort them to a safe destination where they could get on with their lives.
A few stayed behind, but the rest began the long trek to Sunnyvale.
It was one fraught with peril.