Miss Victoria's School for Girls

An Invitation

…an excerpt from your past…

You are given a parchment envelope sealed in wax with an elaborate “V” signet you’ve never seen before. This might have been given to you by your parents, the mistress of your orphanage, or delivered via messenger, whatever is appropriate to your background.Crest_Motto.png

Dearest [Your Name Here],

Your [insert actions or scholarly achievements] at [insert school or local community here] have brought you to the attention of Miss Victoria’s School for Girls, and you’ve been selected for a very prestigious honor. Miss Victoria’s school motto is, “versvesh aesthyri ihk vi desta treskri.” If you don’t speak Draconic, that roughly translates as, “strong women build a better world.” We believe that strong woman whose destiny is to reshape this world is within you, and we want to help you reach that potential.

Should you choose to join us, this fall you will begin your education at our school in the scenic pastoral regions just outside of Berdusk. We’ve arranged for your continued tutelage and education in [insert scholastic pursuit and/or crafts of interest], and intend to see to it that after graduation you are set up to achieve great things in [your home region], The Sword Coast, or perhaps even beyond.

We’re confident that you’re the type of girl who will recognize this opportunity as one worth seizing, and we’ve already made arrangements for your transport to the school via carriage traveling with a well-guarded merchant caravan. You will depart on the Autumnal Equinox, the 23rd day of Eleint. We look forward to making your acquaintance in person in a few short months.

Yours Truly,
Miss Victoria
It would seem that you’ve been given a most interesting opportunity. Are you woman enough to embrace it?
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It all began with the arrival of five boys
(19 Oct 2014)

Dear Diary,

So much has happened in the last day or so, and not just because it was graduation. Here are the things wot I scribbled:

Was there even life before the arrival of the boys? Who knows. What’s important is that there were FIVE boys, each with a different colored belt and wearing medallions.
Half-elf named Nessum (hello dreamboat)
Half-orc named Hern
Halfling named Maximillion
Two humans named Beauregard and Tannler

They are from the Monastary of the Silver Moon, and came with a senior Monk named Leosin (half-elf). Leosin is an accomplished scholar, which gets him into trouble sometimes. He is obsessed with researching some cult. After meeting with the elder council (no result there) he gathered up his novices (see above) and set out on his own. The novices assume he is hear to ask for Miss Victoria’s help. They’ve never seen Leosin without his dragon-headed pendant before, but he took it off for this visit.

Bits of dialogue:
Leosin expected Victoria to understand.
V: “Our own mission is too important.” “Cannot risk the danger.” “…learn [your] fears are unfounded.”

Grontina has “tingles.” Might need to see if there is an herbal supplement for this.

During graduation, it was almost as if Miss Victoria was speaking directly to me INSIDE MY HEAD. Later, Grontina and I met up with the others outside of MV’s quarters and we had a terrific head-on collision with some elementals, which were fierce, but we were fabulous and carried the day.

We are now to go ONWARD to the nearby town of Greenest, to try to follow the five (5) boys and Leosin to see if we could provide assistance, not in the name of MV but just kind of on our own and helping out a bit in our own way. Because deniability. Since Leosin’s visit, MV has confirmed he may have stumbled across something dangerous, but cannot put school in danger, etc. etc. there were more words here zzzz. We five have graduated, we’re at loose (not split) ends, free to pursue adventure. MV now referring to novices as acolytes which makes me wonder why we even use words if we aren’t going to be consistent. Covert gratitude and support from MV to be expected, any basic supplies, here we go.

[later]

Blue dragon, Greenest on fire, maybe some lizard people? Hard to tell from here. We will go closer to see, because that totally makes sense.

There are kobolds and then there are winged kobolds. We semi-rescued a human mother named LInann and her husband, Cuff, with some kids. Linann says the dragon has been focused on The Keep (her caps, not mine), and that The Keep is the only safe place in town and thus we should get there before they close the gates. Great, we’re running directly into danger again, I’m sure Grontina will be moist.

xoxo
Kynthia

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*~*~* GRADUATION *~*~*

OMGOSH! that was so not what I wanted graduation to end as but SOOOOOOO exciting!
the ceremony was almost perfect but vicky forgot the flowers for the stage. I almost just lost it but it was fine. Everyone had a great time and Brit and Sassy looked AMAZING! but MissVictoria seemed …idunno. off. she was super preoccupied. i guess that visitor the other day really shook her up. the cute little monk dude. with the awkward boys. but when we went up to get our diploma, MissVictoria used her magic to speak inside my mind! I played it cool but BritBrit was so confused. but I was so happy to find out that MissVictoria had picked all three of us to go on a special adventure and we were to meet in her room after the reception. OH! that’s right! i forget to thank vicky and the other girls for the getting everything together for the reception! it was so nice, i wish we could have stayed longer to say HI to everyone but Brit was already druuuunk and i was really curious about meeting with MissVictoria. I has to pull Sassy away from the other cheerleaders they were all sobbing since she was graduating. anyways, we were walking over to MissVictorias when we heard a HUGE crash!!!!!!!!
Brit and i rushed it and MissVictoria was surrounded by MONSTERS!! 0.0
luckily Toots was walking by and she rushed in to too help. ANd we needed it, I love her to death, but BritBrit was as useless as a drunk dansylion! I was able to hold my own while I could ascertain if MissVictoria was still alive. BUT YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE IT!!!!
It wasnt real, it was all a clever test for us. But i was so proud of all of us! WE passed!
MissVictoria gave us our mission briefing (Top Secret!) and we went to got pack up for tomorrow. we are leaving at dawn. I cant believe this will be my last night sleeping in this rickety old bunk. I’m almost too excited to pack. ok, i should stop now so i can make sure brit and sass have everything they need. GOOD NIGHT!!!!

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*(*(* Greeentown *)*)*

Like. Seriously. A dragon. Our first day out and a I shit you not. A dragon. Soooooo we were tracking that monk dude Miss Victoria asked us to, and I saw the town up ahead and a huge f*ING blue dragon!!!!

So, we snuck into town vias the river. Oh, it was so funny that Sassy was able to convince Miss Tina to let her ride on her shoulders. She looked like a proper toddler princess up there!
When we made it to town it was just sick with these little lizerd folk. Reeel nasty like, too. So, we saved some towne folks and got everyone safely into the keep. And then they were all like, “Oooh we cant do anything for oursleves. Can you do our job and save the rest of the town?” Ugh. men.

So, we did. The secret tunnel was hella nasty. Britbrit nearly popped a blood vessel. We had a close shave, but we got everyone back from the temple. Because, like, more lizerds! And like I dunno, dinosaurs? Who’d guess. But the townsfolks are safe. Ish. I’m going to bed now. NIGHT! <3

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God, I hate kobolds.

Dear diary,

I’m pretty sure this backwoods village was lame even before it got overrun by disgusting lizard creatures. This random fighter lady told us we needed to get us and all the useless villagers to the keep before the lizard army attacked, and I thought it sounded like a good idea because I was pretty sure that was the only place we’d find a decent bed in this podunk town. But then when we got there it was filled with like screaming children and old people. Ugh.

This actually semi-cute ginger dwarf named Castellan Escober seemed to be in charge, and he took us to go see Governor Nighthill up on the ramparts. The Governor kinda reminded me of dad, but not nearly as nice, because instead of giving me a kiss and a pair of earrings, he started telling us about some other poor people who were stuck in the Temple of Chantay. I was like, whatever, that’s their stupid fault for running into the pretty building with stained glass windows instead of the HEAVILY FORTIFIED COMPLEX like 100 feet away during an attack. I mean, who does that? But the others were all like, ‘we have to save them’, so I was like ugh, fine.

But that was before Castellan Escobar sent us through, and I shit you not, a thousand-year-old tunnel that had never been used and was filled with rats. RATS! I have literally never been more grossed out in my entire life. Literally. It was… I don’t even want to talk about it any more.

At the end of the tunnel there was a grate, and surprise surprise the dwarf didn’t remember to give us the key. Jesus, it’s no wonder these people got overrun so fast. I thought Sassay would be able to pick the lock or something but she was just totally useless today. Between you and me, diary, I think she was drunk. She seems like the kind of girl to have, like, a hidden flask of vodka tucked into her off-brand boots.

Of course Grontina just walked up and yanked the damn thing open, which made a horrible noise. Like, hello, Grontina? Subtlety? I guess that’s really not her thing. So, of course, when we popped out there were a bunch of kobolds and rough men out there waiting to kill us. But we remembered our lessons and kicked their butts, and then Tina shoved their bodies into the tunnel so nobody would see.

We got to the temple and it was a hot mess. Kobolds running around in circles and the dunces inside were just sitting around waiting to die, basically. But we wasted some more kobolds and got in. This priest guy who I think was named Edie Falco was all like, “we’re gonna die,” but I said, “snap out of it man,” and we ran the hell out of there. Grontina had to move the bodies again so we could get back into the tunnel, but we got everyone in (barely) and finally got to go to sleep. Longest. Day. Ever. I fell onto the lumpiest mattress ever, lumpier than Grontina’s thighs.

It felt like I’d barely closed my eyes when alarm bells started ringing, and the dragon attacked! Kind of. It looked about as excited to be in Greenest as I did, though it ate up a bunch of soldiers without even blinking. Then, Escobar started yelling at us that the Sally Gate was under attack. At first I thought he was talking about that plain girl with the frizzy hair from Algebra, but it turns out it’s, like, some special door in the keep, whatever. Like every damn problem in this town, they needed us to fix it, so we killed more kobolds, their big attack lizards, and saved everyone. Again.

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Run of the Mill

Dear Diary,

Apparently the town of Greenest can’t go 20 minutes without someone needing a damn rescue. And since we appear to be the only competent people in a 10 mile radius, of course it’s up to us to do the rescuing.

This time, it was the mill and the poor miller. So we went to check it out and there were a bunch of freaky acolytes doing their freaky chanty thing. We were all like “Oh, we totally got this,” so we ran right in but then wouldn’t you know there were a bunch of stupid guards hidden up in the rafters that jumped down and started hitting us. Sassay went down in like two seconds. No surprise there. And it’s not my fault I put Shen to sleep. I was aiming for all the stupid cultists and she got in the way! Anyway, she looked tired! She probably needed the rest.

We finally took down all the jerk faces and then there was suddenly like this big booming voice from outside challenging us to a duel. Those cultists guys were holding a bunch of townsfolk captive with knives to their throats to ensure that we didn’t cheat on the duel. As if. We’re the good guys, right? Of course Grontina got all excited and was like, “Yea, verily, a duel! I doth accepteth!” And then this scary looking dragon dude just immediately stomped her. Grontina looked so disappointed in herself! It was actually pretty funny.

But then they all just… left? They pushed the townsfolk they’d been holding to the ground, the big Dragon dude bowed toward Grontina (though I don’t know why since she was totally unconscious), and then they all walked away. I don’t know, it was weird. And some lady, one of the townsfolk we rescued, gave us a gemstone that apparently has been in her family for generations. It wasn’t very pretty, but it has magical properties, so I guess we’ll hold onto it.

DM Note: Brittanya has failed to mention that upon return was a discussion with Governor Nighthill and Escobert the Red. Since it will be several days until any significant military help will be able to reach the town, they’ve asked the girls to follow the withdrawing forces and find out whatever they can that might help with a larger military operation later.

And OMG OMG OMGGGGGG! I almost forgot to say! The boys are heeeeeeeeere! I was super sick of this town, but now that there are boys again, we can make this work. Thank GOD for prestidigitation.

DM Note: Brittanya also failed to mention that the boys were very distraught over their missing mentor, Leosin Erlanthar. All they found were signs of a scuffle and the amulet he’d been wearing. The girls investigated the monk’s last known whereabouts but found nothing significant at that location. With further discussion is was surmised that either the monk had been taken captive or possibly gone undercover to further investigate the cult he’s so obviously obsessed with. The girls tried to convince the boys to come with them on their investigation of the cult/bandits withdrawal, but they were firm that Leoson’s last directive was that should he disappear they must return to the monastery and report on all that has happened thus far.

DM Note: …and then there was resting and sleeps to be had before the next morning’s events as the girls and boys made ready their departure in opposite directions…

I guess there aren’t a lot of normal kid activities to do in monk school or whatever, because the boys took us out on the weirdest [breakfast?] date ever to go watch a group of the cultists get hanged. Not very romantic, I know, but actually weirdly a little hot. Right before they took the plunge, one of them yelled “For the Horde of the Dragon Queen!” Not the last words I would’ve chosen, but it was very dramatic and ominous.

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Some Dumb Guards, An Ambush, and All the Drama
What the hell Girls?

Dearest (New) Diary,

Good Morning! 
Today started off really strange. The boys bid us a fond farewell after I did a rendition of an old sorrowful number that I did after we watched some terrible cultists get hung. Without too much ado, we set out in the morning (me on Gruntie’s shoulder braiding her hair, a fabulous look for her by the way) while Shen tracked the army we’d been tasked to follow. I didn’t even know how fast the wilderness changed out here, it became way all rocky and less green. Still pretty, but … greyscale.

The girls got worried about what would happen when we caught up to the army, I just figured we wouldn’t get too close to them. But you know how these things work out. Well, usually pretty scarily. But there’s nothing we can’t do when we’re together. (P.S. I keep thinking of Shen in Kitty form, and I just really want to snuggle her SO. BAD.)

Eventually Kynthia and I saw there was this like trail of smoke in the sky, but like not enough for a full amount of a camping army. I asked Shen if she thought maybe we got turned around in the wrong direction, but she was totally sure she was right so, we continued on heading between plateaus to see what was going on here.

So once we were about like a half mile or so out the girls started arguing about who was going to go check out the fire, and it was totally a good idea to spend all that time talking instead of doing. But I decided I would go check it out. So I made with the total hiding abilities that I learned at Ms. Victoria’s and was gone without a trace. I guess Shen must have gotten worried about me because I saw her running by in bunny form heading to the campfire. She is SO sweet.

So anyway I eventually catch up (Bunnies are FAST did you know that?), So when I come upon the camp I’m super surprised when I see about 6 or so Kobolds chasing Bunny-Shen away from the Camp! Oh. My. God! They Nearly caught her and for a second I thought I was going to have to come in like a Wrecking Orb and blast the Kobolds and run. But, she totally got away from them (after a close call with a sling). So I was able to use this to my advantage and sneak up behind a big (to me!) boulder and watch the confusion. Spilling some soot-n-salt I activated a complex spell that allowed me to understand the Kobolds. Who were all just complaining about not eating Shen (I’m sure Brittanya would make a really crass statement here). 

After spending some time listening to the dumbies I made my way back to the group. They were bickering in a very similar fashion. But I love the ladies so its excusable. After a hasty plan to take out the army boys we started stealing back towards the encampment with the knowledge of their numbers. (Kynth may or may not have tripped on herself on the way there).

It turns out she actually kicked a rock, rather loudly… which drew some attention from the encampment. Oh well, who needs surprise when we have Gruntie with us? The Kobolds came charging at us (little mongrels), with the last vestiges of my language spell I could understand that they really wanted to kill us. 

A Kobold slung a rock directly between Brit-Brit’s eyes and knocked her out in an instant! IT. WAS. ON. Gruntie ran forth and shucked a spear at one of the men and missed before they  all swarmed on her (how unusual) and began swinging. With a word, Shen awoke Brit who got up and instantly slung out her own magical spell at the Kobolds to help them get in a good nap to which three instantly submitted. Kythia helped me out by distracting one of them men, as I ran up behind Gruntie, I stabbed the man in the thigh before they unleashed another assault upon us. But like the amazing women we are, we held against the Kobolds. Shen sent out  her trade mark fiercness whip and drug the Kobold that had attacked Brit-Brit as Big G sliced through my target killing him (Floyd the Blood Splotch), before slashing into another of the men.

Brittanya’s frosty rage unleashed a bolt of pure cold against the angry Kobold giving him icicle head. Kynthia ran up and thunked a guy with her mace and knocked him dead. I jumped on his chest and tried to stab one of his former allies but he jumped aside, I guess out of disgust at his bleeding friend or something.

Kobold the Bold knocked out Brit Brit again, she’s just going down like all those rumours back at school about her had said, causing Shen to roll her eyes and cast another healing word before killing the Kobold.

My guy decided he wanted to HIT me! ME! After slashing me, his friend hit Gruntie while Brit got up thorwing more icy-shade. Kynthia rolled her eyes and threw a healing word towards Gruntie before running up to my attacker and swinging for his skull with the mace again. Enraged by my wound, I stabbed at the last standing male on the field. Two of the Kobolds ran, eliciting a Kitty chase by a suddenly transformed Shen. As Gruntie finished off the last of our attackers, Brit-Brit caused our runners to fall asleep and make Shen a very Happy Kitty.

(Items From the Camp: 4 Gold, 22 silver, 34 copper. 4 Spears, 4 Chainmail Shirts, and 4 spears, 4 shields, 6 daggers, 6 slings. We left behind: 2 Chainmail Shirts, and 2 Spears)

Realizing we hadn’t left any of the cultists alive for questioning, we decided to start walking after the army with a few new items in hand. 

And while I was writing in this Journal, a trap sprung upon us! We walked into a very shallow canyon. Guards, Cultists, and Acolytes, Oh My! Shen had seen a face peering over the edge of the Canyon. Poping over the edge they threw spears at us which Gruntia defended the party at large from. Shen, having prepared her thorn whip pulled one of the attackers down the slope at us. Brit used another sleep spell on the ridge above us and knocked two cultists into an easy sleep. Guards appeared over the edge next, chucking MORE Spears, and Gruties shiled continued to hold (Remind me to dip into our coffers to get her an even better shield someday!). 

“Okay Girls! Lets take them down one at a time!” Gruntie advised, choping halfway into a cultist who dropped instantly. I saw an insecure Guard, and called a verbal assault against his husbands buldge which, I could see visibly hurt him. In that moment, when all eyes were on him, I disappeared between Gruntie and Shen. Moving away from the western wall Kynthia unleashed a crossbow bolt that barely missed one of the Guards furthest away from us.  Brit-Brit unleashed a blast of Cold, and then got a weird look on her face before winking out of existence and appearing on the otherside of Gruntina.

More Guards chucking spear snad Gruntie continuing to block for us while complaining about resource management. I still don’t understand what that means, but she ran up the slope and insulted tiny dick, before slashing wildly and missing him entirely. As I struggled up the hill, I couldn’t get enough vigor behind my next insult at him and he easily ignored me for the Giant Half-Orc infront of him. Kynthia unleashed a Guided bolt at an Accolyte from an amaing distance nand took him out in a single hit. The other Acolyte didn’t like this very much and threw a poorly aimed firebolt at her.

Kitty Shen emerged on the battlefield and pounced on a single Guard on the oposite side of the canyon from the group, mauling the hell out of him. The Cultist (I say this because he was the only one standing at this point) threw another poorly aimed spear at Gruntie (yet again). This time Brit-Brit didn’t disappear when she cast another ray of frost and iced the mauled Guard into a Guardscicle.  

The remaining guard on Shens side attempted to skewer a kitty but couldn’t connect again. Small Pene, clearly angry still (and I mean what man wouldn’t be with that penis?) stabbed Gruntie in the gut this time, before she swung again hitting his shield, and her frustration became clear and she cut through his shiled, his armor (and his tiny self esteeme) and splorched him all of the ground. I ran up and attempted to help Guntie by stabbbing the next guy, and he blocked clearly weary after his friend got splorched. Kynthia was clearly in a great mood and unleashed another Acolyte killing assault, taking enemy spell casters off the field. Meanwhile Kitty Fantastico got another bite into a guard.

Another spear flew threw the air from the final Cultist, catching Gruntie in the side. In a shocking turn of events Brit Brit grabbed onto a guard, shocking him throughly, and he swung wildly missing Brit. Unfortunately Shen got hit by a freaking out guard. Gruntie finished off her Guard nemisis and together ran forward, and I began stabbing wildly at the Cultists shins hacking him up pretty good. In a surprising turn of event Kynthia continued to be shockingly violent and take out yet another Guard. And again Kitty Shen snuck up and started killing sleeping Cultists. And Brit Brit joined us around the last cultist and knocked him out demurely with her quarter staff.

Tying up our enemies, we went through the things of our fallen foes. 

Things of interest: these guards were way more professional than the guys at the boulders. Their gear is still not that awesome. 

(Loot from this Encounter: Chainshirts, Javelins, Leather Armor, Spears, Daggers, 2 Scimitars. 
Cash: 41 copper, 19 silver, 11 electurm, 29 Gold, 3 platinum
1 Healing Potion
1st Level Spell Scroll: Inflict Wounds. [Given to Kynthia]
We Took: Money, Potion, Spell Scroll. 1 Scimitar)

Delegating tasks on questioning and area scouting we take some time to make sure we’re not going to be suddenly attacked again. Seperating the Guard and the cultists… we try a myriad of attempts to wake them up… none of which succeed until Shen healed him up and Brit-Brit got on questioning him with a terrible threat scaring the absolute hell out of him. He answered questions to the bare minimum. He did however list the name of his Boss “Frulam Mondath”. He didn’t give more specifics about his boss and army, but clearly mentioning his both made him REALLY terrified. “Have you seen Leosin… Thunderpussy, what’s his name? I forgot his name. He’s a Monk guy. Did you guys kill him or something?” He clearly had never heard the name before. In an attempt to get more information out of him lies about where we think the army is going. 

Our Guard was a little bit rude. But we did get some information out of him:
Resmir is who Frulam reports to.

Lendadrisa Kyarath is the direct commander of their camp.

Gathering gold for the hord to present to the Queen.

As we were considering options of taking a night of camping here, Guard Roy twitched letting us know that there would clearly be a scouting party coming back eventually. 

We had issues deciding what to next, Kill our Captives or leave them tied up and to the wolves? It didn’t very much matter as the Cultist got up and started booking it having escaped from his bonds. Shen kitty formed and chased after him, having to end the Cultists life. 

Then O. M. G. The stress of the day got to us. Brit-Brit decided to walk away from the group because she was just like OVER the whole thing. And guess what!? Grontina decided to HIT HER WITH ROY! What in the world?! DRAAAAAMA!

The worst part??! She KILLED him. KILLED HIM by Dropping him on his head. I just don’t know what I think of that. 

AND SHEN. WHAT THE HELL!? YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE OUR LEVEL HEADED GIRL AND YOU TRY TO BUILD A GIANT FIRE TO GIVE OUR LOCATION AWAY!? I SWEAR TO THE HIGHEST HOLY THING I CAN THINK OF I WILL STAB SOMEONE. STAB. SOMEONE.

Good Night Journal,
This day is some kind of mess.

(We all get 1 DM inspiration, on some future roll we can give ourselves Advantage on ANY D20 roll).

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*DEEP BREATHS*
It will be ok, Shen, we can do this.

I swear to Mielikki. i have no idea how we’ve gotten ourselves so deep into this mess.
today really made me question if what I’m doing here is for the best. I just dont know, so much has happened today. we woke up to them hanging the cultists that were captured and i could just feel my stomach drop watching it all. I’ve tried to stay calm today but that feeling never really left. I still don’t quite understand why they need use to follow an army, but the group decided it was the best coarse of action to find ‘whats his name monk’…. gods, i am soo rattled right now, i cant even think straight.
Im just so scared. so long story short, we tried to ambush a scouting trope, that barely worked, but then we were ambushed ourselves, i wonder sometimes what missVictoria was thinking when she put this team together. i worry about us. i never expected any thing like this when Nana told me stories about her adventures. ………… i miss you Nana. i’m starting to understand what she meant about wild shape, its just so. free. i love the lithe feel of the wind on my fur, running free though the grass. its so easy to lose yourself to the animal instincts. i worry sometimes about the puma. i get so caught up in the moment i will just blink back to Shen and realize i just snapped a man’s neck with my jaws. its all just so natural i forget how horrendous it all is. and then as i was running back to camp everything just fell to SH*T! Brti brit told me she walked away to catch her breath when Tina just flat out womped on her with the GUARD!
Brit just about lost it and all our nerves are just shot. i tried to get everyone to just calm down and get some rest and then Sassy just completely screaming at me out of nowhere.
it was just a joke, ugh, last time i try to lighten the mood. i got brit and tina away and reasonably calm so i guess thats good. but i just want to go home. ok, tomorrow will be better, we can do this. i just hope brit brit just doesnt try to ray of frost tina while we sleep.

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Rising Stars! Flames of Triumph!
My Girls are Wild and Creative!

Well Hello to you Dearest and Friendliest of Diaries,

So when we last left off you knew that the girls and I were in a bit of a … mood. Shen, bless her, came up with a plan that we might want to get settled down for a rest a bit away from here. So I threw out that I should probably scout in slightly different directions as I’m discovering I’m very adept at going around unseen (well that and I needed a little alone time to deal with my frustrations. I didn’t want my ladies to see me as upset as I’d become, I do love them after all). As the ladies found a hill to settle down on for the evening I’d noticed in the distance heading away from us, yet still in the direction of the army, that there was a hunting party. It appeared as if they were a hunting party from the Dragon-y Army. Definitely wanted to keep us away from them with as tired as we all were.
        Reporting back to the others, we began planning out the best way to settle in for evening and decided on taking turn watches. Starting Grontina, Kynthia, Me, Shen and then Brittanya. Shen also asked if I would set up the Feng-shi of the sleeping bags. I took this as a compliment, though I know some might not. Highest up the hill Shen and Brit-Brit settled in next to each other, Kynthia lay at a Diagonal angle away from them, equidistant from them and me, furthers down the hill, for tactical reasons I set Grontina. 
        The majority of the evening appeared to be… uneventful. Shen thought she heard something in the middle of the night, but nothing of interest ever seemed to happen.      
        Waking up rested and rejuvinated we all set through our morning routines, and I decided to check around the permimiter between rituals. Grontina offered to fix Brit-brit’s torn outfit, but she declined and we all commented on how wonderful her own designs are before we took off on what would be the day we found a true army encampment, and a VERY strange day indeed.
         After some traveling Shen noticed a Plateau with a dusty haze and the other girls said they could see it too (I’d thought they were playing a joke on me, as pay back for my outburst the previous day). I ran ahead on a different path and found that there actually was a Plateau and that it opened up in a U shape leading into the center of the plateu. Oh and there was a clearly visible guard tower blocking the easiest points of access.
        Returning back to the girls, I let them know that it looked like a decent sized and possibly well defended encampment. We came to the easy assumption that it must be a local outpost for the Army. We realized this was exactly what the Govenor (Or is he a Mayor? I can never remember) had bid us to do, find a  place that was of strategic value to the Cultists and their army. Deciding to head for a bit of a scouting mission we circled around to the side of the U shape, deciding to circle around to the right of it we figure a night scouting mission might serve us best. 
        That decision quickly went out the window… as it seemed like an easy-ish climb for a couple of the girls to make. Shen (Kitty Shen!!! So Cuuuute!!) and Grunty decided to take a peak over the top of giant U. Shen stalked over the edge as a Cougar and got a good visual of the encampment and its lay out. Grontina decided to hang on the rocks and watch. Green on dry pale mesa is not a great color palate to play with, I think she made the right choice. Once they’ve returned we took off to find a  place to remain unseen and Shen gave us the low down. The plateau was much more packed on the inside than we mave have guessed. It then came down time to debate our next course of action. The majority girls considering heading back to Greenest to advise the locals so an Army might be sent to amush the encampment. But through perusing you, dear Journal, I reminded the girls that we did have the small matter of finding Leosin before returning. A promise to the boys, is a very serious thing.
        A plan was hatched to enter Plateu U. Disguising Grontina, and making myself appear like a boy, a Lightfoot tall boy with some cosmetic blood added for effect! War-Chic! Together we moved forward to break into enemy camp dressed as mercinaries. With a little help from Shen, Brit-Brit was able to lie to the squad of Kobolds that moved forward to try and challenge our entry. By the Gods Kobalds are sooooooo gullible!
       We thought we had it easy now, well relatively speaking. But only minutes passed as we walked into the human inhabited parts of the camp “Hail Tiamat!” Some guard yelled at us as we approached, and I called back with a surprisng amount of vigor! I really should have taken more Drama classes back in school. Ah well, starting in a lead stage role will have to wait. 
        Shen noticed that there seemed to be an area occupied with mostly Mercs and Guards than say cultists and darkly robed people. Making a quick call she lead us towards them where we could easily lose ourselves amongst the crowd. 
        As we approached the camp of tents one of the Mercs approached us. He gave Grontina a look of sudden suspicion, like they must have known each other from somewhere. Thinking our cover might have so suddenly been blown I ducked around the side of a tent I heard Brit-Brit begin flirting with the man to distract him. Turns out that the this guy was in the rotation of guards who watched the Prisoners! The girls took some time to decide how best to use this information, with Britanya having nearly lured the man to his tent, which one would have assumed would be for… well her specialty, but Grontina sent them back on track.
        Meanwhile I’d discovered that some guards were discussing the current state of a certain Half-Elf Monk. Mondath, had been torturing him. They also let drop that he was of some interest to Rezmir. Making my way up to them I inquired how bad it might have been, and they described with some terror int heir eyes that they’d be putting him up on the cross again tomorrow, and that they didn’t think he would survive much longer. Moving away from them, I hid between some tents and watched the Prisoner Tent for about a half hour when I saw a man with a bucket of water enter the it. When he exited he lamented to the guard at the door “Ugh another one died.” A chance for us! “I’ll be right back to get the body.” He walked by me never noticing me listening as he muttered “I hate feeding the drakes.” I ran back to find the girls.
        Together the girls were deciding on what to do with different strategies they could use to enter the tent. As I returned, and filled them in on  this information we leapt into action. Shen and I followed the original guard to try and hold him up… but it turns out that after a short walk to a lower set of dwellings he’d simply gone to get two other guards to help him carry the body. Uh oh.
        At the prisoner tent, Kynthia and Grontina lead by Brittanya easily convinced the guards that they were there to dispose of the body. Quickly making their way in, our ruse clearly paying off. They found Leosin beaten and near broken. “We’re Here to GET THE CORPSE!” Brit-Brit called out louder than she needed, causing the guards at the door to chuckle at her. Acting quickly they gave Leosin one of my healing potions to help bring him back from the torture, as the possiblitiy that he might be needed for combat still lingered. Now, according to the girls, he seemed almost disappointed that he’d have to leave so soon (recognizing our fine ladies from Miss Victorias), due to the fact that he was getting such “Good Information” from his torturers.  A simple reminder of the fact that he’d soon enough be dead if they didn’t free him swayed him towards reason (Men! I swear!)
        Now I’m not sure I understand everything that happened next. A decision was made to free the other prisoners as well (some of them reminding the girls they had families they wanted to get home to, and a clearly rational desire to get away from the slavery and torture). Which went a little rougher than the rides I’ve heard Kynthia say she likes so much. Removing the bonds from the prisoners, Brit-Brit poked her head out of the tent with a perfect smile “Oh, I can’t seem to it to unlock.” The guard rolled is eyes “Women!”. Luring Sir Guard Idiot the First into the tent, Grontina and Kynthia struck him, Brittanya also getting a solid hit in! But that’s when the now dead Guard began to fall towards the canvas wall of the tent.
        If Grontina hadn’t been so fast on her feet, it could have spelled the end for them right then and there. She caught his now dead body and placed him on the dirt floor very quietly. Again Brit-Brit poked her head out the tent flaps. “Oh, wouldn’t you know it, he seems to be unable to open it too!” Now Sir Guard Idiot the Second proved a little brighter than his dead friend. He called out to his now dead associate, calling for confirmation. Using her Manliest (and possibly quite natural) voice Grunty called out an affirmation that he needed help… and well the guy fell for it (Seriously Men, c’mon. For real real?). You can guess how easily this guy died too. However… thats when things went so far South that Ahm seemed to be the Far North.
        This Guards body fell directly into the center tent pole knocking it over and the tent began to deflate. Grontina lashed out cutting a hole in the back of the tent, after a wide eyed Brit-Brit called out “I need line of sight for a sleep spell!” With a well aimed flick of her wrist, and well said words of power her sleep spell was cast and one of the unseen Guards dropped. The other might have been ready to investigate the sudden hole in the tent, and their falling friend, but when the Tent BURST INTO FLAMES that probably went out of his mind and he began to flee.
        Shen had bought quite a lot of time with our own gamble. Still appearing as a boy, I’d walked up to the guard and his friends. “Hail Tiamat!” I called out to them as we approached. They didn’t seem quite so enthused about the call back given their current duty. It was easy to convince them that I was some sort of depraved halfling (like one of those crazy Tooks you’ve no doubt heard about) and that I wanted to show the “New Girl” Shen, they looked disgusted but happily handed off the task. Feeling pretty good about ourselves we came back towards the tent and from a distance noticed it start to deflate and then burst into flames. ‘Oh. Well. Okay.’ I thought. We started running forward as things really start to shift into chaos.
        Prisoners wer pouring out of the FLAMING tent. Kynthia tumbled out of the tent door, falling flat faced on the ground, and begin crawling away from the scene. A guard running from the tent likely to report to the appropriate higher ups. Grontina, carrying Leosin over her shoulders emerged from the back side of the Tent along with Brit-Brit. The latter two making their way towards our direction. Kynthia raised a hand at the fleeing guard “Approach!” her voice rang out across the distance crystal clear and empowered by her cleric magics. Sir Guard Idiot the Third turned and began walking towards her. Returning to her feet she began running towards Shen who waited for her.  Together again we all began fleeing towards the largest exit. 
        Now here’s another interesting factoid of the day that we all learned at the same time. Taking a quick break to plan our directions I grabbed up some clothes in our flight and began disgusing Leosin to make him less likely to be noticed in the fleeing, Brittanya saw a perfect peice that would finish off the ensemble, it went up in a gout of fire! Some how, some way, Brit-Brit had become even hotter than before and could light combustables on fire with a simple touch. It was the biggest break that we need right when we needed it!
        “Do be a dear and touch as many tents as you can please!” I smiled up at her as we began making ready to make for the main exit point. I really ought to be more… direct in my suggestions.
        “I AM BECOME DEATH DESTROYER OF WORLDS!” her shrill terror inducing scream lead our charge as she sprinted ahead touching anything she could get her hands on. Well why not add a little more dramatic flair? I cast a set of glowing orbs of light around us swirling and chasing us.
        “Tiamat preserve us! The Dragons have turned on us all is lost!” And it was all pretty much a matter of running with the crowd at that point, Prisoners, Guards, Kobolds all fleeing for their lives. 
        After fleeing the immediate vicinity of the camp we realized one of the Prisoners had made a wise choice and stuck with us. Larry, such a sweet guy! … If not a little jumpy, but given his previous few days it was to be expected. At any rate we decided to make with full haste back to Greenest. Shen revealing a new beautiful form of hers, that of a glorious Horse!!! Eeeeee!!!! With some convincing we were able to get Larry to mount her (hehehehehehehehe) and I rode with him (hehehehehehe). It was a long days journey back, but we made it!
        The Mayor (I think?) saw us upon our arrival back, and said he’d have a full meeting with us on the morrow, as the Army he’d requested would be some time in coming (figures!). 
        We talked with Leosin some after that, He provided us with some information about the cult and what he’s learned from them in his time among them, including the identity of the Half-Dragon that had fought Grontina in the battle of Greenest (and that there was ANOTHER one amongst them!) [DM please add appropriate names here, I did not note them unfortunately]
        It also appears that there may have been a hatchery of Dragon Eggs there! Both Brit-Brit and I agree that it would be SUPER cute to each have a Dragon! So CUUUTE!
        Anyway, the girls and I are off to get some rest. And… well I think given the world we find ourselves in the girls and I will find some new resolve and strength within ourselves. Tomorrow I’m going to Pledge to the College of Valor, and I think Grontina said she had a very important event coming up to that she’d like us to know about. But more on that later. 
        Good night sweet Journal!

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Skin of Our Teeth
Wherein we make several terrible plans, then abandon them

Dearest Miss Victoria,

I could use your advice, as my thoughts are all in a jumble. We accomplished something good today, but I remain vexed.

Continuing our quest to help the people of Greenest, we followed the dragon army to their secluded mesa headquarters. There had been some harsh words and actions among our party after an excessively trying day, so we all got a good night’s sleep before setting out on a rescue operation.

Oh, you would be proud of us, I think! Shen very neatly scouted the enemy fortifications in her animal form, and together, the group of us devised a plan to infiltrate the enemy camp using the badges we’d liberated from some of those naughty bandits. We posed as bandits ourselves! We had to talk Shen out of disguising herself as a horse. That girl loves to shape-change! I suppose I can’t blame her. The other girls disguised me as a boy. Nobody saw through my disguise. I was a little disappointed.

And oh, my goodness! I can’t believe those silly bandits actually fell for our ruse! Sassay and Brittania are really very good at tricking stupid boys.

But we faced such danger! Enemies on every side! Somewhere nearby, there was a half-dragon champion who’d soundly thrashed me in combat just days before. I shiver to imagine facing him again. Sassay braved the masses of kobolds, mercenaries, and cultists to discover the location of Master Leosin. If only I could blend into a crowd so well.

Miss Victoria, Leosin had been enslaved and tortured! I’ve rarely been so angry in my whole life, not even at Brit-Brit after you-know-what! The girls put their heads together and came up with a plan to replace some of the guards on the slave tent.

Yes, you read that properly: a slave tent! The stupid dragon army had taken helpless people – people with homes and families! – captive! One of them had just died, and his corpse was to have been fed to drakes! We intercepted an order to remove the body, and replaced the guards who were going to do it.

Kynthia, Brit-Brit, and I bluffed our way into the tent, where we found Leosin! Oh, he was in a state! We gave him a healing potion and set about releasing him. It was clear to me, though, that our duty went further. The tent was filled with other slaves. We had to rescue them!

While the three of us tried to make a plan, Shen and Sassay were doing their best to keep us undiscovered. They apparently succeeded, as Brit-Brit was able to use her “charm” to trick a guard into an ambush inside the tent. And then another guard! This led me to believe that these dragon cultists can’t be too bright… although now that I’ve written that down, I suppose that’s a redundant concept, isn’t it?

What happened next, though… Brit-Brit cast a sleep spell as we were planning our escape, but something queer happened! The tent exploded into flame! Miss Victoria, is this normal for a sorcerer? I’ve been too shy to ask.

Suddenly, the group of us had no more time to plan, only to act. I did my best to slice a hole in the top of the tent, hoping it would fall away harmlessly. That… didn’t quite work as I’d intended. Brit-Brit managed to put a guard to sleep, but a second ran for reinforcements.

Kynthia saved us. She didn’t even blink, she just stepped calmly out of the burning tent and cast a spell, stopping the man in his tracks. You’d have been so proud!

What happened next is what vexes me. I picked up Leosin and fled the tent, but I didn’t manage to evacuate the other prisoners. They were managing to flee on their own, but they didn’t have any real direction. I feared drawing more attention to us, for we were in an enemy encampment, and we still needed to escape with Leosin before our enemies realized what we were about.

Brit-Brit cleverly started setting things on fire as we fled, hoping to create a distraction. I daresay it worked, although I don’t fully understand why she needed to shout, “I am become death, destroyer of worlds…!” as she did so. Is that also a sorcerer thing?

Sassay and Shen caught up with us, and we fled as a group. I don’t entirely know how we managed it, but I suppose that setting half the enemy camp on fire provided a moderately good distraction. Still, only a single escaped slave successfully followed us. I cannot help but wonder what happened to the other ones. Did they find freedom? Were they re-captured, so they still need our help?

I believe what we did was right. Each of us had to make difficult decisions under considerable pressure, and in this, we did our best. The other girls agreed with me about freeing the slaves, even BritBrit. We rescued Leosin to retrieve information that will later help a larger force take down the dragon army, and to make the boys happy.

Still, I’m unsatisfied that I couldn’t guarantee saving more. I must try harder, do better. I will do my very best to make you proud. It’s clear that we are facing a threat that could endanger all of Faerun.

I suppose my thoughts are more orderly, now. Nevertheless, I hope this letter finds you well. We miss the school, but we’re learning so much! I think I’ve almost worked out how Kynthia cast that spell.

Fondly,
Grontina Toots

P.S.: Please give Mr. Squiggles scritches for me.

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