A Call to Arms

Old Grizzleclaw called a group of us together this evening. I'm not sure how we were chosen, but we have a good mix of skills in the group. Burgoegis is a Ranger, I think. He has the look of an explorer and carries a longbow. Draal's sword and axe look well cared for and well used. Knip and Draco have been training with the Temple. Nibo, decked out in mail and armed with javelins and a battleaxe, also seems to have some divine training. Jefa is a bit odd. I think he's a protege of that crazy gnome that runs the agricultural operations. I'm sure his powers will turn out to be just as strange as his mentor's.
 
In any case, Grizzleclaw asked us to explore the remainder of the island systematically. Several other bands of kobolds are out there, and they either need to join the allies of the Temple, leave the island, or be neutralized so they can pose no threat. Who knows what other creatures remain as well? Before arriving at the Temple, I primarily encountered kobolds in my travels, but there was other sign, too.
 
After we agreed to the assignment, we went down to the Great Room and had a feast of sausages, potatoes and ale. Some seemed to find the fare boring, but after many, many hungry nights, I'll gladly eat sausages and potatoes, and the ale here is incredible. We also participated in a ritual of Atonement. That was interesting. To expiate his uncharitable deeds, Draal was pelted with food. I got in a good shot with a sausage.
 
We set out on our task tomorrow, so I'll wrap it up here. I'm looking forward to the adventures ahead.