The old farmer's knowledge has served us well! Sure enough, the waterfall appears to be the base of the kobold operations. No sooner did we hear the sounds of the roaring water, we caught sight of our quarry. Unfortunately for us, we are about as stealthy as a band of travelling bards for we failed to catch them by surprise. Despite that failure, we again laid waste to their meager offerings of defense. Luthor was particularly brutal, smashing foes with that greatsword of his with lethal results. Gweener again did what he does best, striking from the cover of the trees and brush.
It appeared we were to have an easy time of it, that is until the second wave of attackers revealed themselves. Several more heavily armed and armored kobolds joined the fray, striking fast and hard against the barbarian and myself. Fargus was truly commanding the power of Moradin, keeping us in good health as well as striking down a kobold slink with a bone crushing swing of his morning star. With all the available targets, I was able to put my tactical prowess to effective use, gaining the upper hand against several enemies with flanking maneuvers.
However, one of the final targets escaped the battlefield as we mopped up the last remnants of the enemy force. He fled into a crevice behind the waterfall, screaming a warning to his master, Irontooth, as he ran. It appears their lair is in a cave of sorts, and that we have stirred up a hornet's nest. We shall rest briefly and give a silent prayer to the gods to guide our blades against what may prove to be the foe we seek...
Region: Nentir Vale
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