[This continues the story of Nestor Applebaum the cleric, Haggen Dashenford the fighter and Rogier the bard, as told to me from Random. As far as possible I will relate the story as it was told to me. Currently the lads are in the village of Greball.]
DAY 2
Now then Rollo old chap, I know you'll not think well of Nestor, but I have to say there is part of me that admires his cheek.
On rising in the morning he went out into the village and kicked a puppy and set fire to some washing hanging on a line. Next he then taught some swear words to a child whom he met at the well. As an overweight lady came to the well in a panic to fetch water to put out the fire, he tripped her up, spilling lady, water and all onto the ground.
As I understand it old chap, Nestor often likes to start his days like this!
Back at the inn, a man approached — clearly the mayor, from his self-important air — and regarded them with interest.
"You look like adventurers," he said. "We have a problem. Our village depends on the lake, but for the past month, the water’s turned acidic. There’s a ruined village nearby that might be the source. Goblins have been spotted in the area."
With that, they had their next destination. It was about an hour’s walk to the lake, a murky green expanse shrouded in mist.
They arrived just in time to spot a goblin pouring something into the water before sprinting east. Without hesitation, Nestor gave chase.
The pursuit led them to the ruins of a village—now a goblin outpost. As they approached, a goblin on the wall raised the alarm. Rogier, meanwhile, had already climbed over the far wall, giving the others a double thumbs-up from the other side.
Haggen hurled a javelin. A goblin fired back at Nestor, but he responded with a Command spell. "Flee!" The goblin turned tail and ran.
Haggen took a hit but gritted his teeth. Nestor healed him with a healing spell, prompting a complaint about his cantrips.
"Oh, stop whining," Nestor muttered.
The battle raged on, with Haggen chopping a goblin clean in half. Rogier, meanwhile, managed to cast a Thunderwave that killed an enemy but also flung Haggen into a wall. With an irritated sigh, Haggen knocked out Rogier with the flat of his sword. While he was out of it Nestor drew a cock and balls
on his forehead in goblin blood. He then put a severed goblin penis in Rogier's pocket for good measure!
Nestor then impaled goblin heads on spikes and looted their bodies.
They returned to the village victorious, though Rogier bore some unfortunate artwork on his forehead, hastily scrubbed away when a local pointed it out.
After a well-earned rest, they prepared to set out again the next morning.
DAY 3
Back at the goblin village, they found their gruesome trophies untouched. House by house, they searched, discovering strange vials and some decent loot.
The largest house contained a goblin and a giant rat. Rogier incinerated the goblin, and Haggen made short work of the rat. More weapons, gold, and supplies were found, but Haggen was convinced this wasn’t their main base.
As they debated their next move, Rogier — true to form — cast Thunderwave again, knocking Nestor flat. Haggen sighed, chased him down, and biffed him once more.
After that they went back to the village, bruised and battered, and not all of it as a result of fighting the goblins.
