We celebrated with the Kobolds due to our recent success with the ‘Priest’. I used the word ‘We’, however it’s safe to say that Maugoth celebrated enough for the rest of us.
He badgered me in the morning to ‘heal’ him of his ‘hangover’. I warned him that my spirit is not as it should be, but he insisted – and he was lucky. It worked, but he should be wise to listen to me.
We remained with the Kobolds another day. A day longer than I wished, for I wished to return back to Oleg’s and recover my own piety. I did noticed that the man whom we rescued from the Priests Ritual was being shunned. I spoke with Mikmek and then Maugoth. It would seem the Kobold fear he has the ‘Yellow Fever’, I myself couldn’t see any sign on this….
On the next morning, a ceremony was presented by the Chief. I was not expecting this. I was quietly praying, getting ready to cast speed or deflection in case we were attacked for bringing in some evil with us. I was very wrong. We were rewarded for what we had done, and Mikmek was given command of the new ‘Kings’ army. Our reward was entry into the clan, and a case of silver ore, plus bags of ‘random items’ that were recovered from the Blue Mites.
At last we headed back to Oleg’s. It would appear as if I’m finally getting used to riding a horse..I wouldn’t consider myself competent yet, far from it, but one day I shall sit as if the skills come naturally to me.
The site of the fort was such a welcome site. Gentle smoke could be seen from the kitchens, showing food was being prepared, and outside the gates a few tents of Traders were seen, they did show they’d seen better days.
A welcome return. It was great to see Oleg and Svetlana once again. So good. It felt like we were home after a terrible recent journey.
There was no time to rest though, a Trader had left with Jan to seek the Temple in the Woods, only to return unconcious on his horse. Doc and I treated his wounds, and I finally felt the power of Irori return through my prayers. We did the best we could hope and now his life is in the power of whichever God he follows. I shall say prayers for him.
A return to normality then ensued. Maugoth started drinking (again) and I spoke with a man who’s been sent to aid us in our overall quest. Ulaf was his name. The warm food at dinner helped, and I hope we go and find this Temple…