It took all of our efforts to convince December that we were not her enemies (I think she was suffering from dehydration and hunger) but it was Veranum who finally won her over.
He explained to her all about the unfortunate fellow we could not rescue from the goblins, and although she didn’t take it well, at first, she eventually calmed down and cried on Veranum’s shoulder.
When she finally revealed herself we were all taken aback a little bit.
December was naked. Her skin was covered in grime, and she had cuts all over her legs and arms that were not healing right. She was a very small girl, not as small as I am, obviously she was not an eshian, but she was an elf, one of the highland elves from drasbia. She couldn’t be more than five feet tall, if she was that, and she was so thin that we were all afraid she wouldn’t survive, even if we did manage to find our way out.
We managed, at least to give her some cloths, each of us found something to spare in our own packs, and thankfully, Kaskonni had a heavy wool robe tucked away in her backpack. December finally stoped shaking when Melianami and Kaskonni wrapped her up in that robe.
December had been staggering around, practically blind, in those caves for days. She and her friend had been captured by the goblins when they set out looking for treasure, following an old map. The two of them had been tortured, but December managed to free herself, she didn’t, couldn’t remember how long ago that had been, but she made a jump for her belongings and managed to get her hands on a potion before the goblins got to her.
In the confusion that followed her friend also got away, and he outran the goblins for as long as he could. We met him just a while ago, outside.
It was hard, to tell her again how that went down. She had to hear it a couple of times, at least once from each of us, until she finally accepted the truth.
Then we asked her about the map.
She smiled, and it was the first time I started to have hope, for all of us. December told us that she managed to sneak back around to the place where the goblins had been holding her prisoner. It had taken her hours, she imagined, but she kept her hands fixed on the wall beside her, and crawled to be sure she didn’t run into anything that might hit her head, or to make sure she didn’t fall into any deep holes, and she told us, there were a lot of deep holes.
“But, Tommy,” she said to me in the light of the small fire that was still burning in the chamber, “I made it back there. I followed their torches when I could, and I made it back, and when they weren’t paying attention I took the map from the sack we had it in, and then, and then I hid it. I climbed a wall just around the corner from that place and tucked the map into a hole near the ceiling. They’ll never find it. If you help me, we can get it back. There are a lot of goblins that way, but if we can get that map back, not only can we get out of here, but,”
December leaned right at me and put her hands on the sides of my head. Then she said slowly, ”We can find the treasure, I know where it is now. I know how to follow the map!”
Okay, were back! Should the party help December recover the treasure map, or keep trying to find the fastest way out of the caves? You decide!