The Phandalin Chronicles

The party continues on towards Phandalin.  As you get closer to the town you see the white dragon circling in the sky above.  It is a several hundred feet above and out of range of your weapons.  As you rush to the the town the dragon flys off to the north and out of sight. 

Krom will split the gold between the party members (8GP 3SP each).

As the Dwarf sees the Dragon flying out of sight he says to the group, "I fear that we do not have too much time left, I suggest to inform the mayor about the quests we have done in the past week, buy some items such, healing potions, and head as fast as we can to Axeholm."

"I agree. That lizard needs to be put to the Blade as soon as we are able. I do not like that it is getting so close to town." Rekuberk says as he slowly pulls his hand back from the javelin he had been reaching for.

"Agreed Mr. Onc. I will go ahead and check if the town is safe." Says Kazri, and she speeds up Serenity towards the town.

"We are almost ready. JUST Axeholm remains, at least as far as the more important task ahead." Rhogar adds, as he hoped Krom picked up the pace a bit more with the carriage. "Though I must admit. If it had not shown up here, it would've been nice to secure those tools from that Gnomish lands while we were at it."

"After securing Axeholm, we can travel to Gnomengarde Rhogar. The gnomes live not far from the old dwarven stronghold." replies Krom. The dwarf sensing the urgency in the dragonborn's words speeds up the pace of the carriage.

You make your way back into town and find it in an uproar. As the dragon was seen flying away and you in the streets people are starting to come out of their homes.

A farmer on the north side of town reports that the dragon landed in one of his pastures and killed one of his cattle.

"It just sat there and ate it! There was nothing I could do." He moans.

Any examination of the area reveals a large spot of blood and gore. There is no reason to doubt his story.

Eventually you find yourself at the door of Harbin Westor. You provide the signed receipt from Tarbin and he pays you the 100 gp.

"Fat lot of good you are doing."

He complains, but still will not open his door

"You need to kill the dragon. The people can't even flee to Axeholm. We aren't safe I be tell you. Make sure Axeholm is clear or kill the dragon. But do something soon!"

You are about to settle most of the town down. Most return to their homes and the inn is very quiet and there is no crowd for Chip to entertain that night.

You head to your home and get a good night's rest, ready to tackle the next days problems

Congratulations you may long rest and level up to 6.

Rhogar had not seemed so convience of Kazri's words, and rightly so as they later learned from the Townmaster. Despite the vetirol leveled their way, an understanding Bronze took it without a word in turn. Once the group departs and coin is divided, Rhogar takes the smallest share (15gp), citing a lack of need for as much after the last mission's acquisitions. When rest eventually finds the Dragonborn, so too did a dream of a grassy nole and a sky filled with stars. As he laid there listening to the old Kirin's stories, a warmth grew and spread from Rhogar's chest.

This alone was not enough to warrant concern or even fear. If anything, comfort had been taken, as the pleasant sensation swept throughout his being. "You are ready now." Rhogar awakens to a new day with the words echoing in mind. After taking a moment to gathering his wits about him, he discovers the warmth felt in dreams had carried over into the next day; manifesting as an almost blue flame radiating off his form before fading from view seconds later.

A much more self-assured seeming Rhogar and Ghorar joins the others at breakfast; and following a quick few stops around town to resupply, are all but ready to go at a moment's notice. "SAY! Would it perhaps be a good idea to leave one of the stones behind to commune with someone here? That way, as soon as we have Axeholme cleared, those in town can immediately prepare and set out? Or might we return anyways to guard them before making our way to the dragon's rest?" He asked once all are gathered together.

Supplies Purchased(If possible):

Kazri goes to rest for the night at their own house. She looks at the Dragon Slayer sword with hesitance. She is still not sure if she is supposed to be wielding such weapon. However, she cannot be certain of how, but she feels that something has changed in her. Perhaps a change for the better?
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When she finally falls asleep. "Humm... That dream again." She surveys the location, like she always does. "Interesting, there is no dead bodies. And... My pendant..." She reaches for her pendant and it is resting on her chest, when it is never there in her dreams. "Perhaps, I should make my way to the top of the clearing." Time moves slowly, like it usually does in her dream, but Kazri can feel that tonight it is different. There is no sense of urgency, and her spirit is serene. She can feel the wind caressing her skin. "Ohh, and I am not wearing my armor..." She looks around, and she feels that Nature is silently looking at her like a mother looking lovingly at her child.​
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Kazri reaches the top of the clearing. She is puzzled for there is still no sense of urgency. She finds no dead vampires nor a grievously wounded Angel. Instead, she sees the dragon slayer sword laying on the ground where Tharii is supposed to be. She calmly walks to it and retrieves from the ground. Then she wakes up and it is morning on the next day.

When Rogar purchases the Draft Horse, Kazri offers to chip in on the expense.

Krom, before going to sleep, starts a small fire in the make-shift forge of his room. The dwarf, chanting an hymn of blessing and creation, takes his tools and starts to mold and shape a few pieces of metal into a Miner's pick and a Shovel. As he finishes Krom says to himself, "We may need those tools for clearing Axeholm, so it is better to be prepared."

As the group eats breakfast, Krom says to Rhogar, "I agree my friend, we should give one of the sending stone to the Townmaster so that he can prepares and eventually inform us if something happens to Phandalin." The dwarf stays silent for a few minutes and then adds "We know that the Dragon's lair is at Icespire Hold, after we have secured Axeholm the people of Phandalin will be safe within the dwarven fortress. After gaining some magical aid from the gnomes we should go there and defeat the beast once and for all."

Krom will purchase a Dungeoneer's Pack, one Potion of Healing and one Healer's kit.

The dwarf also offer to chip in when Rhogar purchases the Draft horse.

(@DM I have deducted the costs of the miner's pike and shovel directly from my character sheet not knowing if we still have some spare metal.)

Chill stretched and came out to join the others to break the fast. He wiggled his nimble fingers and looked forward to today.

"I've spent some time practicing with my tools last night.  I'm hoping this Axeholm is full of treasure and chests and traps to put my skills to the test.  I'm doing fine financially, that 17gp from the last job helped but I'd like to find some more interesting things.  Gold is nice and all but there has to be some wonderous items up in those mountains. And who knows what that dragon has in it's lair.  Dragons horde more than just gold from what I've heard., I thought about getting my own horse to ride but I think I'll stick to riding in Rhogar's wagon.  I don't want the responsibility of a horse"

Chill flips the sending stone he has.

"That's a good idea.  Drop your stone off with the mayor and we can let him know when Axeholm is safe.  I'm confident we'll have it cleared out in a couple days."

"Gentlemen, please give me a moment before we depart. I would like to visit the Lionshield Coster for a brief moment. Perhaps, I have a better person to leave the stone with. Please do not give it to the mayor yet." Says Kazri after breakfast, and with all her gear ready to go.

She enters the establishment. "Greetings Ms. Graywind, we saw the dragon in town just before we arrived. I would like to know if there has been more sighting of it recently." She pauses and continues looking at the store owner. "Also, our plan now is to clear Axeholm so that the townspeople has a safe place to stay until the Dragon is dealt with." She hesitates for a moment. "And hummm... Lastly, we found this on our last mission..." Kazri shows Linene the Dragon Slayer Sword. "I hope that this weapon will aid us in defeating this dragon. I figured that since you are also an expert here, I should bring it to you for an inspection as well. Our master smith has already identified it for us." She leaves the sword on the counter.

"Ah hum..." Kazri clears her throat. "The reason of my visit is really to ask you for your assistance. After we clear Axeholm. I would like to request that you lead the evacuation of the town, if that does happen. I will try to return to town as soon as I am able, but I would feel more secure if a more capable person is in charge of the evacuation before my arrival. Would you be willing to take on such charge?"

Linene smiles at Kazri as she enters the shop.

"If I had known you had such a sword I would never have tried to sell you one of mine. My blades are of good quality but nothing like this. This is an impressive sword. It suits you, Helm has truly blessed you to allow you to wield a blade like this. As for the dragon, it grows bolder I think, to come and feed right here in a populated area. This is the closest it has been. If you truly mean to hunt down the dragon then we will need to hide in Axeholm for if you fail the dragon will seek retribution. Dragons are not stupid, it will know you came from Phandalin. I will take charge of leading the people there. The mayor is a fool who hides in his home, I do not trust his ability to lead in crisis. When the dragon is dealt with I feel he won't be mayor much longer. When you return to let us know Axeholm is clear then I will lead the people."

"I would very much like to break that door down and give that so called mayor a piece of my mind. A zombie would have more common sense then him. In fact maybe I should become the new mayor and run this place right." Rekuberk says as he makes his way back so he can rest, looking back over his shoulder to give the house one more stink eye.

The next morning he gets himself ready, starting by going over his weapons and other equipment. Once that is done he goes to the nearby shop and makes sure to get a healing potion or two for himself if they have enough for him to do so. He will then make his way to the rest of the party.

"I am ready to leave whenever you are."

After Linene accepts Kazri's request, she does a slight bow. "I thank you for taking on this responsibility." Kazri goes back to the house and address her companions.

"Gentlemen. I would like to give the Stone to Linene Graywind of the Lionshield Coster. I have personally nothing against the mayor of this town, but I do believe that Ms. Graywind is a more capable person to lead the townspeople to Axeholm should we clear it. I hope that is acceptable to you all." Kazri looks around her companions. "If that is the case, I would like to stop by the Coster and drop off the stone to Linene before we depart."

(clarification, she said she would wait till you got back to tell her so she could lead the people there because she knows nothing about the stones so would assume you would need to return to tell her Axeholm is ready.)

(Duh. Might have helped if I mentioned it. Will fix my text in a bit.)

"I think you would make a fine mayor Rek" Chil would say with a grin. The dragonborn would stand leaning against his new lute as he watches his companions finish getting ready to leave. Chip would adjust his new set of fine clothes and shift his pack on his back. It is a little heavier after loading up with oil, food, and alchohol. "I am ready to go when you are" He would say with a smile. 

ooc: I would like to buy a set of fine clothes and then some rations and at least 5 pints if oil.. and perhaps a few bottles of alcohol.. the stronger (and more flammable) the better

Rhogar seemed almost flabbergasted at the group carriage being called 'his', but hardly fully process it, prior to talk shifting elsewhere. Rekuberk's claims are met with a dubious look from the Bronze. Yet, when it at least opened his mouth at first, he shrugs, deciding to either worry not or table a counterpoint for another time. With breakfast eventually out of the way, Rhogar joins Rekuberk and the rest in some last minute shopping, and at least learning of the conditions for purchasing another draft horse, prior to everyone's regrouping at the Tavern.

"I-..." He clears his throat, and holds out the stone to Kazri. "I trust that your call is the right one, Ms. Kazri. And besides, it is not as IF there better known options in town. Perhaps if Mr. Harbin's brother was in town." Both Rhogar and Ghorar give a small shrug. "In any case, I am ready as well. Let us be off. There is the matter of the second Draft horse to settle for the carriage." He finally mentions, and upon hearing of Kazri's interest of going at least halfsies, the Bronze did not put up nearly as much of a fuss as the armor. The same piece he had yet to wear, but was at least carrying about  on the journey. Even if somewhat unnecessary due to newfound magic at his disposal.

"You may be right lass, Ms. Greywind may be a better choice than the Townmaster. I trust you on this decision too." Krom then sets on the carriage his backpack filled all the new items he crafted and purchased. The dwarf hops in the driver's seat and says to the others "I am ready to go. To Axeholm!"