Editing DnD Desert Raiders Campaign Rafa (section)

=== 06-01-2010 ===


This afternoon while I went to take cover from the ever burning desert sun I found myself trapped by a cave-in. with the exit totally blocked I could only go deeper into the cave. It wasn’t a natural cave that I could tell, but I don’t think many people come here these days. Thick layers of dust and rubble litter the floors. <br>
Using my spells to scout for me I silently made my way deeper into the tunnels when I suddenly came to a hold by the sound of approaching footsteps. <br>
Turning into a side turn  I find my hard beating faster. Just in from of me I can hear the sounds of a sleeping monstrous beast. <br>
As quickly and silently as I possibly could I made my way back to where I came from. If I had any luck the approaching people might wake the creature and they can kill each other. Or at least they feed this beast so that I wouldn’t have the will to come after me.<br>
I held my breath as the armored person came closer. With a loud snarl and heavy footsteps I could hear the beast moving. It had heard them to and was going to have breakfast. 
As I looked around the corner I could see a glimpse of a armored desert goblin trying to fight the creature off.  I was halfhearted to help him, I prefer goblins over big hungry creatures anytime. But as I made ready to attack they disappeared around the corner. No need for me to get involved then. <br>

Seeing this opportunity I went to loot the creatures lair while it ate. Searching its nest I found some gems, I don’t know what happened to the previous owners but I can make a good guess.  
As I counted my findings I was alerted by a sound I didn’t except. A last cry from the creature followed by the happy sounds of goblins. They actually managed to kill it. They did better than my own group, who I just saw disappear in the belly of a hyena as I came back from scouting the area. <br>

As I hear them approach I try to make myself look weak enough not to be a threat and powerful enough not to anger. One by one they came into the room. Looking totally unsurprised to see me standing in the corner. 

The first to enter was a armored desert goblin by the name of Eric the Cleric. As I fought my laughter I saw him walking past me and he stuck his hands straight into the largest pile of feces that could be found. As I looked over his shoulder I could see him pulling out a dirty golden ring. <br>

Behind him came a rather shaky looking goblin. I later came to understand that his name is Tick and that he was still trying to get over the loss of his close companion Torch the Emberling. I never saw the use of getting distressed over death. Eider you live or die, it makes no difference in the end. <br>

Bringing up the rear was a very old and small desert goblin. He introduced himself as Loak. Behind him lingered a air elemental. I never found out if it had a name or not. <br>

As the three strange goblins entered I tried to convince them that the ring was actually mine and that I should get it back. they didn’t seem impressed by my quick tong. Also they didn’t seem to care at all. <br>

We set up camp in the small lair and talked a bit about where they came from. As it turned out they were all members of different groups but as there traveling companions died they made new alliance. Two  of them knew each other for a couple of days the cleric they met only a couple of minutes before. It wasn’t an unexpected story. I myself have been with 5 different groups in the last month. The biggest time I spent alone. <br>




The following morning we set out to the exit. I decided to join them for now, the armored one will be slower than me so if we run into anything he will make a good distraction.<br>

Eric and I spend a while looking at Tick. The crazy goblin started to build a large fire outside the entrance. I don’t think there is need for more heat, but then again there is also no need for me to stop him. <br>  
I only saw that Loak didn’t followed us when his elemental came to get us. As we followed the creature we saw Loak hiding in a doorway. Looking into the room I could see a large bookcase filled with old books. In the center of the room was a desk upon a rug and behind it some kind of undead creature. If I have to make a guess I would say it’s some kind of mummy. <br>