H is for Hill giants, Harpies, and Harrowing escapes. And we certainly had plenty of each.
You may recall that our last adventure ended with us considering a trek back to what may or may not have turned out to be janderoff, the city of our current ‘sponsor’, if you will. When we started this session we first decided to rest for a couple of days in a nearby forest. By the time we were done resting, the trail was starting to look harder to follow, and we had grown less confident in our plans. This resulted in a decision to abandon the trail for a while in favour of our immediate surroundings. You see, I’m not sure whether I mentioned it or not, but we fought our last session’s hill giants at the base of a gigantic stairway cut into a 400 metre cliff face. A stairway that may or may not be the stairway mentioned in a note we found among the second lab of Egarthis. A note that mentioned possibly meeting somebody to attain a Shard, the likes of which we already carry two (out of an apparent seven). Long story short, we decided to climb the stairs.
We got about a quarter of the way up when we reached a smallish plateau with two tremendous structures on it. One was more or less empty, with only a few small windows in the roof and high in a couple of walls. The other turned out to contain three hill giants cooking some sort of vile stew and a bound man about to be strapped to a spit. We actually made pretty quick work of the hill giants (coup de grace to the head!), but we then attacked by several harpies. the bound man was able to loose himself and join us, but our new party was/is not exactly tricked out for flyers. The good news is that the bound man was a cleric (named Jarek, which we all had a good laugh over; even more so when it dawned on Former Avro that he had given himself a rhyming name), which we haven’t had, and boy did it ever help. Azazel was almost killed by the harpies, but not quite. Our gunslinger took a couple down, and I dragged a few down with a bear trap on a chain (remember that bear we freed a few sessions back? I kept that trap…), The cleric was entranced by their siren song, unfortunately, and ran into the other building where he was sealed in, but not before healing us enough that we were able to survive the remaining battle and come to his aid. Turns out Jarek’s not much of a fighter, but he can heal himself like nobody’s business, and that’s mostly what he did until we were able to defeat our own harpies, scale the building he was trapped in and drop through the ‘skylights’. I made sure to drop onto the harpy that was attempting to eviscerate our cleric, and the battle ended shortly thereafter (turns out harpies are a lot easier to kill once you pin them to the ground).
So we took out the trash, made a new friend, and are ready to continue up the mountainside, with our new healer on board… approaching level 10 with two of our original party remaining. Go, go, Rock and Azazel!!!