Here is a description from my homecampaign I like to keep up to date.
My group consist of 6 players. one of them could not attend the first session :(
The players are:
Male Dwarf "Eagle Shaman Druid" raised by Shoanti called Talek nature/totem philosophy
Male Dwarf "Bear Shaman Druid" (no history yet)
Male Half-Orc Sorcerer with Red Dragon bloodline called Spark follower of Nethys de god of magic
Female elven Wizard (from Quadira) “teleportation school” called Rukia
first post is under spoiler tag
Rova 18th 4708
At morning two people met each other near the southern bridge of Sandpoint.
When Wilhelm and Talek check-in at the “Rusty Dragon”, they meet an elven woman dressed exotically (Rukia) and a dwarf druid with a penchant for bears (Ismael)
All the heroes so far, are introduced and decide to go on goblin hunt.
They found many images of birds carved into the still living trees. There also were could a few dead trees that were completely transformed into herons.
The party did decide to investigate choppers burned out house.
Ismael, Wicki and Rukia just took the stairs down :).
Some of the heroes did hear the sobbing of a little kid and at the same time noticed someone comin down the stairs……..ALARM.
After the offering room had been serached the adventurers removed the statue and entered the second pair of doors.
The room under the stairs was a mess of bone birdcarvings and papers strewn out on the floor. There also was a bed.
After the clearing of the ruins the party slept on the island till the next day.
New Day: Friday (market day)
Gathering info about any nearby location’s of goblins the Fellowship decided to scout the southern road for about 6.5 miles. 3 goblins where found; ambush foiled & tables turned. Death rattles and 1 prisoner resulted in a new plot uncovered: “the goblin Long Shank plan”. Unfortunately the goblin’s didnt know (or want to tell) any detail of the plan.
After much debating between Talek & Wiki the fellowship headed back to down. delivering their first ears (5gp a pair) and the prisoner to sherif hemlock. Woot, the taste of golden loot.
The one without teeth urged Wiki on with an invisible hand. There was more slaughter to be done. Another road, perhaps another road block of goblins, but it was not to be.
Back in town, empty hands, the fellowship settled in for the night…. but not for long…
P.S. I hope you can't see english ain't my native language :)
Does anyone have a tip to help us out?