Storm King's Thunder

Ink applauds the halfling, "Brilliant entrance!" 

"Regarding the sword, Urgala seems to be on the up and up, I'm sure there would be truth to her assertion. Whether this Zymorven easily parts with it will depend upon how agreeable he remembers Urgala. We'd only know if we go." 

"There seems to be a 10' adamantine ring buried here in Triboar. I was going to take some time to study it in the morning. Speaking of, Rip, did you discover anything in the library?" 

"Flint I'm sure all of us would be happy to meet with Foehammer tomorrow with you. He's quite the artisan and the fighter. Very nice Armor the three of you by the way."

"Speaking of meetings, the Lord Protector has asked that we all meet with her tomorrow. About the wizard, who shed like peacefully dealt with, but also with a mission to Everlund. She said she'd provide more details when we meet."

"Seems we're bein' pulled in a lot o' different directions.  Let's see what th' morrow brings then figure out what ta do next."

"Master Sarssir, me friend Gheldrin made a point o' recommendin' yer cellar.  Ah'll take a tankard o' whate'er ye got down there.  Mind, ah like a bit o' grit ta me drink, an' th' stouter th' better!

"An' rouse that feller an' send 'im o'er 'ere.  Temple politickin' ain't really me thing, but ah'll 'ear 'im out at least."

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"Nothing much, just that whatever that ring is, it's been there for over a thousand years, if we want to know more I'll need to get to a larger library"

“I’ll take the opposite of Flint please. Something very light.”

”There is a lot happening at once. I think our prioriety should be on gathering information and allies. If we knew what the giants wanted and where it is we could warn those who have it. And we definitely need all the help we can get if they Attack again. We barely took one out amongst like 10 of us.”

”I’m just concerned because it seems like all the giants are after something but is it the same thing? Like are cloude giants going to be attacking here next? Was the Nightstone also adamantine?”

"No, Angel... The Nightstone itself had something arcane about it and it wasn't adamantine. Cloud giants, much like Zephyros, are known to be arcanists. Stone giants artisans and historians. Frost giants hunters and fierce fighters. Hill giants dumb gluttons. Fire giants blacksmiths and tacticians. Storm giants... I confess I know little of them... and I don't know who does. In any case, I don't think the fire giants and cloud giants are after the same thing... It may be related however. The Nightstone was an arcane artifact... What's buried here is a ten foot ring of adamantine."

"Agreed, Flint, waiting for tomorrow seems like a good idea.  Feels like there's still so much to do."

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"An' rouse that feller an' send 'im o'er 'ere.  Temple politickin' ain't really me thing, but ah'll 'ear 'im out at least."

"Right then. Ye  open fer  breakfast? If 'e's  still there in the mornin' ah'll toss 'im  in th' horse trough an' light a fire under his arse. Need ta get 'im  some honest work an' off  th' drink. Ye  skinny lads take heed. Me Sargent always said "it's a sorry dwarf that stays in 'is cups past breakfast.""

"Now, where we bunkin' lads? Hear o' any boardin' houses?"

As you discuss accomodations for the night, you heard several screams outside.

Angel touches his nose and says 

“Not It!” 

"Uuuuugh a hero's duty and all that" Rip will head to the screams at a brisk pace

"Would'na  be surprised ta  fin' a castle floatin' o'erhead  th' way things been goin' lately." Flint grabs his hammer and goes outside.

Marav runs outside both short swords in his hands.

"Quill! What do you see!" Ink invokes the ability to see through Quill's eyes, as he begins to make his way to the door.

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As you run outside, you see in the torchlit night several celebraters—mostly younger men and women—cowering, running, and yelling cautions and profanities. For swooping down on them are winged creatures that look like grotesque statutes in flight—gargoyles!

One of the flying miscreants swings low while grating out a rumbling laugh, about 30 feet in front of you, to knock a woman down into the dirt.

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"Quill! What do you see!" Ink invokes the ability to see through Quill's eyes, as he begins to make his way to the door.

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"Better follow them; I'm sure they'll need me. We'll be right back!"

Angel tells everyone in the bar as he follows his friends out the door. 

"Blast that wizard!" fire bolting the nearest gargoyle 24 for 8 "pick on somebody your own size rock-for-brains!"