Aporeu chronicles Issue 62: Internal Affairs 2
Stories from the adventurers
This week
Some sewer cleaning.
There wa’a notice ‘bout kobolds draggin’ someone’s boyfriend inta tha sewers o’ tha city. O’course I was happy tae help, break tha monotany of slouchin’ about an’ workin’ on Alyr’s home. At tha guildhall mah sis Orla and I met up wi’ three friends we hadnae met yet, a human who’s good wi’ a bow named Joop, Errus, a tiefling who used magics an’ a wee ‘alfling named Lindal who wa’ good at catchin’ arrows.
After we made our intraductions we made our way to tha office o’ that coughing guy, Lornan. I really dinnae understand why ‘e is still allowed ta work, a liability if ye ask me. Anyway, he told us tha’ a woman named Audrey Button, over at tha Drunken Sailor had seen ‘er boyfriend bein’ dragged inta tha sewer by a pack o’ kobolds.
O’course we made our way through town towards tha place. Along the way we talked some more, always good ta get ta know the ones ye fight wi’. I actually made a point of warnin’ them about getting ta close when I drank one o’ tha doc’s elixers.
When we entered the Drunken Salor, quite a large inn we were met by a dampened mood, rather then the fun and cheer I like in me inns. Behind the bar we saw a halfling woman, who turned oot ta be Audrey. We talked a bit, an’ she showed us where the lad was taken: Some trapdoor in the cellar o’ tha place that once wa’ a smuggler’s passage, connecting ta tha sewers.
Tha night’ before the lad, named Sven, was busy in the cellar when she heard him scream. She ran doonstairs and she saw three or four kobolds draggin’ him doon. Some of our group found some bloodstains and a well made dagger in tha sewer, much too good for kobolds, but Audrey didnae recognise it as Sven’s.
Tha trapdoor was opened and Audrey went doon first, grumbling. She pointed oot a passage ta tha right that wa’ walled off by tha guard, and a passage ahead tha’ was still open f’r sewer maintenance, blocked by a heavy iron door. Mah sis opened it up ta reveal tha heavy stink o’ tha sewers. Ta be honest, Lindal didnae look tae good after tha’.
Tha ones good at tracking spotted tracks of kobolds, drag marks, booted tracks and blood around, leadin’ to a nearby corner. Fer some reason Errus went doon inta tha sludge ta see if there wa’ anythin’ ta find at a sewr grate. Seems greedy ta me, but he did see an ambush comin’ so tha wa’ good.
Kobolds Took My Boyfriend Internal Affairs 2 by Ulfgar
There wa’a notice ‘bout kobolds draggin’ someone’s boyfriend inta tha sewers o’ tha city. O’course I was happy tae help, break tha monotany of slouchin’ about an’ workin’ on Alyr’s home. At tha guildhall mah sis Orla and I met up wi’ three friends we hadnae met yet, a human who’s good wi’ a bow named Joop, Errus, a tiefling who used magics an’ a wee ‘alfling named Lindal who wa’ good at catchin’ arrows.
After we made our intraductions we made our way to tha office o’ that coughing guy, Lornan. I really dinnae understand why ‘e is still allowed ta work, a liability if ye ask me. Anyway, he told us tha’ a woman named Audrey Button, over at tha Drunken Sailor had seen ‘er boyfriend bein’ dragged inta tha sewer by a pack o’ kobolds.
O’course we made our way through town towards tha place. Along the way we talked some more, always good ta get ta know the ones ye fight wi’. I actually made a point of warnin’ them about getting ta close when I drank one o’ tha doc’s elixers.
When we entered the Drunken Salor, quite a large inn we were met by a dampened mood, rather then the fun and cheer I like in me inns. Behind the bar we saw a halfling woman, who turned oot ta be Audrey. We talked a bit, an’ she showed us where the lad was taken: Some trapdoor in the cellar o’ tha place that once wa’ a smuggler’s passage, connecting ta tha sewers.
Tha night’ before the lad, named Sven, was busy in the cellar when she heard him scream. She ran doonstairs and she saw three or four kobolds draggin’ him doon. Some of our group found some bloodstains and a well made dagger in tha sewer, much too good for kobolds, but Audrey didnae recognise it as Sven’s.
Tha trapdoor was opened and Audrey went doon first, grumbling. She pointed oot a passage ta tha right that wa’ walled off by tha guard, and a passage ahead tha’ was still open f’r sewer maintenance, blocked by a heavy iron door. Mah sis opened it up ta reveal tha heavy stink o’ tha sewers. Ta be honest, Lindal didnae look tae good after tha’.
Tha ones good at tracking spotted tracks of kobolds, drag marks, booted tracks and blood around, leadin’ to a nearby corner. Fer some reason Errus went doon inta tha sludge ta see if there wa’ anythin’ ta find at a sewr grate. Seems greedy ta me, but he did see an ambush comin’ so tha wa’ good.
We were attacked by kobolds from under tha bridge, and more came in from doors on different sides. ‘t was a fun fight, but I did hae trouble reaching enemies again. Will need ta do somethin’ bout that at some point.
After we dispatched most the last few fled fer their life. I wanted ta persue, but the others were wise: First find Sven, then hae fun. We kept followin’ tha tracks ta another part o’ tha sewer, where in a far corner we found Sven, hurt n bound. I stayed at a nearby door, not trustin’ things while tha rest went ta help ‘m.
O’ course we were attacked from my end o’ tha room, but tha enemies came frae a part o’ tha wall, not tha door as they should. An’ wha’ did I see among them? That scunner magic flinger I had encountered months ago, when tha’ halfling tried tae mug us! Well I wasnae aboot ta let ‘im get away again.
They were annoyin’ fighters, some wi’ magic, some wi’ healing, some just brutes like me. Still made for a fun time, tho it was hard on my compatriots. Of course, in tha end we prevailed!
I must admit tha’ next we… had a disagreement on our orders. As far as I felt we were ta make tha place safe, and we found more kobolds nearby. Tha others felt we’d saved tha lad an’ we had ta get back, as tha fight had been tough.
Fer some reason they ended up listenin’ ta me, and we went on ta search for tha remainin’ kobolds, findin’ a whole nest o’ ‘m, with a prop’r leader, and some diseased ones. They shoulda just come up to the city and asked fer help, but no, they skulked in tha sewers and kidnapped people. A few o’ ‘m wure lured away wi’ tha promise of a good lair wi’ beds, the room where tha imperial restoration society was hidin’ oot.
Wha’ followed was anotha’ fun fight, even tho some people did fall doon and unconscious, includin’ mah sis, wha’ I do feel bad aboot, I wasnae there fer her as we got split up tae much.
We ended up takin’ two o’ ‘m prisoner and I dragged ‘m ta tha jail at the guild before returning fer an evenin’ of partyin’ and boozin’ at the drunken sailor.
And then, when we reported back? Tha coughing Lornan told me I were ta be a golden adventurer! Who woulda thought… P’rhaps I’ll stick around a bit longer afterall.
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