The Chronicles of Risan: Part the Eleventh

So after dealing with the doggies, we took a break for some of us to become shiner (some might say, Paragon like) and pick up the Dwarven Fighter before looking into the nearby cloak room and discovering a morningstar. Meh. However, the temptation of the messhall beckoned...

When the paladin stuck his head in, the heat was on. Literally. As in more damned firey harpies. Six of them this time, but no human minions. We hesitated a moment to become buffed, then burst in and split the party.

Fortunately, they didn't mass us. Unfortunately, they didn't mass us and allow us to use our abilities to attack multiple targets. We were still able to lay the smackdown, and it did seem to go easier than last time (obviously we needed a Dwarven fighter).

The room overlooked a courtyard with a mass of peoples from many races. And guard towers. With bow men. Who took pot shots at us. Right before the two Drow burst in. A mere two Drow no worries. A mere two Drow... that we could barely hit, some worries. Not that they seriously worried us of course (although the gnome shows signs of severe mental instability, but, eh, he's a gnome).

The boss did get away but was stopped by four of the female elite guardians. The leader of which was the person we had been paid to go and retrieve. Who took us to the leader of the island, laid out payment, and dinner, and invited us to sit down with her and her Drow pal...

What the...?

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