After tying up the hobgoblins, Novak led the team out to explore the grounds. They observed the pool and tested its steaming water, finding it to be uncomfortably hot. Beside the pool was a ruined bathhouse. The elf thief stumbled on giant centipedes which they destroyed with no casualties. Picking through the ruins, they found … “Malcolmsfort #7 – Skewered by Skeletons”
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Malcolmsfort #6 – Hobgoblins on Holy Ground
Well-rested, and newly trained, Novak set out on the ferry to lead his merry band of treasure-seekers back into the forest. He chose a different path this time, climbing a tall hill that offered a view of lower country beyond. From that vantage, they spotted a glade and perhaps a building of remarkable size. They … “Malcolmsfort #6 – Hobgoblins on Holy Ground”
Malcolmsfort #5 – Ants, Ghouls and Goblins
“First watch,” announced Novak as he squatted next to the campfire. The others bedded down for the night in the meadow near the road, but before they closed their eyes, giant ants emerged from trees, attracted by the smell of honey. One ant grabbed the cleric’s backpack. Another snatched a bag from the elf. A … “Malcolmsfort #5 – Ants, Ghouls and Goblins”
Malcolmsfort #4 – Hacked Up Hobgoblins
“Uh,” grunted Novak as he pointed at a trail leading out of the meadow. The ranger announced his acceptance of Novak as the party leader, which an outsider might have regarded as foolish, given the fighter’s profound lack of intellect. Yet, his supreme combat ability, as is often the case, made him a natural leader … “Malcolmsfort #4 – Hacked Up Hobgoblins”
Malcolmsfort #3 – Bad Bees
Novak and his companions took the bound wildmen across the river where a crowd quickly gathered. Villagers gawked that the once-mythical men of the woods. Soon, guardsmen arrived and the wildmen were handed over. A wizard of an eastern race approached and inquired about the jeweled blowgun Novak took from the chief. He offered to … “Malcolmsfort #3 – Bad Bees”
Malcolmsfort #2 – Halfling Sheep Stealers
Novak pushed his way through the crowded main thoroughfare of Slateholm. After a walk of several days along dusty mountain roads, his first stop was not refreshment but the armorer. He counted out many coins for the commission of a suit of plate armor, trading his worn chainmail for a great helmet with bat wings … “Malcolmsfort #2 – Halfling Sheep Stealers”
Malcolmsfort #1 – Battle in the Tower
Sunlight scattered over Novak’s chainmail as he stood in a crowd listening to the mayor of whatever town this was explain something about a tower and magical lights. At the moment, he couldn’t quite remember how he’d ended up in this village with mountains stretching up all around it. Straining his dim mind for a … “Malcolmsfort #1 – Battle in the Tower”