The morning came a lot faster than I had anticipated. The way I was awakened was a bit out of the ordinary.
You see, whilst I was dreaming of riches and food, I was rudely awakened by Lycyra. There was a chest at the foot of Lorthio’s bed that she was very curious about and found that there was a lock on it. So she awakened me to ask if I could unlock it. With little effort on my part, I unlocked the chest without making much of a sound. I will admit, I had hoped to find something valuable in there. Unfortunately, my hopes were dashed. The chest contained nothing but potions and some herbalism kits. Seeing nothing of interest, Lycyra had me close the chest. I then locked the chest again, to avoid any suspicion from Lorthio. I made my way back to my sleeping spot and reviewed the previous day’s events as well as my map. A little bit later, Lycyra comes back and starts talking to me about a letter she had found in one of Lorthio’s desks.
This letter, as it turned out, was to Lorthio from a duergar named Gorglack. I remembered this duergar for he was the one who tried to shake us down for a drow crossbow in exchange for entry into Gracklstugh. According to the letter, Gorglak spake of no longer needing a poisoned elf blade. As I thought about it, I began to put two and two together. Gorglak meant to slay Wurtz (the duergar in the market whom we saved from death and who gave us the contract to deliver a bag of gemstones to the deep gnome). And the crossbow we were supposed to deliver, was to Wurtz.
I then realized that I could use this letter against Gorglak, should he attempt to be an obstacle.
As Lorthio began to awaken, Lycyra slipped me the letter for later review and safekeeping. At a later moment, I will copy the contents of the letter onto this journal.
We then spoke with Lorthio, inquiring about the identity of our mysterious deep gnome with a tentacle hat. The gnome’s name, we found out, was Droki and he was a delivery gnome of certain valuable goods.
I showed Lorthio my map that I was working on. He then took my map and filled in the rest, giving us a valuable map of the entire tunnel system underneath Gracklstugh.
Perhaps not all duergar are so bad.
Once we were finished with our questions, Lorthio began to whip up some breakfast. I decided to take a moment to see if I could pick up the trail of our missing hand. With little luck, I couldn’t find a trail; however, I did notice a trail that led into Lorthio’s camp and then back out. As I entered back in, I met with Amnon and told him of my findings. We took a look at my map and then pinpointed a location of where the hand could possibly go.
After breakfast was served (which was rather delicious), we resolved to not leave the tunnels until we found the hand again. Before I could even attempt to look for the trail again, to my astonishment, Xillow found the trail and began leading.
I couldn’t decide whether to be impressed or annoyed with her, but I digress.
We followed the trail until it met up with a set of gnome footprints. So we followed those until we came to a large cavern with a strange pool of swirling water. Being slightly distracted, Xillow lost sight of the tracks until Amnon found them again and led us on. As we walked, a strange serpent-like creature emerged from the water and suddenly attacked Amnon, wrapping itself around him and started dragging him into the water. We freed him before the serpent could do anything else. As we attempted to slay it, two more of the serpents emerged from the water and began attacking. As we slew the first serpent, the second got quite a grip around Amnon to the point that he blacked out. Before I could even react, Kallista went into a rage and sliced the serpent that had Amnon into pieces and caught Amnon before he could fall into the water. Before they both fell in, I lept forward and helped Kallista pull Amnon to safety. All of a sudden, she began doing mouth to moth on Amnon.
Even in the heat of battle, I had to stop myself from chuckling for I knew very well that Amnon was breathing just fine.
Once the last serpent was slain, Amnon awoke to the relief of us all. After resting for a bit, we continued on, following the trail until it lead to a locked metal gate. Kallista attempted to picklock it but ended up bending her lockpick. Letting my arrogance get the best of me, I attempted to picklock it. Instead of unlocking the gate, I ended up breaking my lock pick.
My guild would be producing tears of laughter if they could see me now. Serves me right for being arrogant.
Kallista then attempted a second time and got the door unlocked.
I will stop here for now in case things go south.
I cannot help but feel a slight sense of foreboding…