An Eight Legged Surprise.

We finally made it to the top of the mountain only to run into our old drow friend that tried to take us as slaves a couple weeks back. He was discussing the matters of taking over the world with what seemed to be a priestess riding a giant spider. Not wanting to interrupt we quickly threw all the wild magic at the group and caused a good amount of chaos. I tried to help by sending my swords in but for some reason they didn't want to leave my backpack. The spider turned and chomped into the drow, which was pretty funny to watch, and a tiny sun was formed on the spider. Once the sun was there I didn't get to see to much, it was too bright to look at long. While we were bullying the spider and crew a young half-elf was rescuing the the last remaining scout from on top of the mound, as soon as she escaped with him we ran away from the chaos that we had created.
 
We met Conner, the scout, and K, a monk from a monastery in orc territory. Both of which seemed pretty shaken from their encounter with the spider. With our new companions in toe we traveled down the mountain back towards the armies' HQ. Once we got back down we were shocked to see everyone loading up on the goblin's mountain. They somehow had flown their mountain over to the battle and were picking the soldiers up. I will never understand magic...don't really know if I want to.