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Year of the Warrior Princess
Marpenoth 17
The last 3 months or so since you have returned from the Lonely Tower has been very fruitful. Given more and more freedom from House Kingstinn, your clandestine missions in and around Skullport have really started hurting the slave traders and their related businesses. From burning narcotic mushroom fields to ambushing slave caravans headed out to Waterdeep and beyond. You have also completed over a half dozen hit and run attacks against other houses sometimes with the planning and blessing of House Kingstinn. As a direct result of your successes, local law enforcement and private security paid for by the major houses has been stepped up, costing the slave lords a good deal of gold. This in turn was starting to hurt the economy all together.
You are to meet with Etchzeeth in less than a 10 day for your last, and greatest hit before your orders from the Lords of Waterdeep call you back to home. Sleeping in the barracks house which your group calls home after moving up in the ranks, you are awakened by large explosions and horrific screams! DROW ATTACK! The common yard of House Kingstinn is being overrun by what seems to be an army of dark elves, several hundred at least. The explosion has caused a rift that runs through your bunker, several mercenaries are ripped in two, you are lucky enough to survive the magical energies but the building is not. The back side of the structure shears off and drops down a newly created ravine almost 60 feet deep! Shaking off sleep, and with ears ringing, Jax, Leif, Diovanni and Brolgar shrug off some damage and realize they are the only ones to survive the drop. Along with them come several drow! After a tough fight (especially not having any strikers), the group realizes the only way to make it back up is to go though the newly found caverns and try to come up around the back end of the compound. There is hope: Heard during the fight was Hannibal's methodical strategic orders, as well as several whaa's and whumps that accompany Brother Krux's feet and hands as he metes out damage.
After after several hours the group arrives at a little used cave exit and sneaks back through the compound. Bodies lie everywhere. The Drow left no one behind that could be useful, even the dead that were skilled in life were taken; most likely the cost to raise them would be a small investment to what their value as a slave would be. As they crossed the field of death getting closer to what was left of their barracks, they pass a pile of booty taken from the fallen. They don't recognize anything of their friend's, so they each grab a random item as they pass by the pile. At this point the Drow have all but left, surely they are moving on to other places of resistance. Looking around there is no sign of Riddick or any other comrade. The group decides to sneak back to town and try and make some contacts with people they know to gain some information.
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