Arjad the Arcane and the unlucky Waterwind are working in UGGE salt mines having been taken prisoner (what happened to Satanna ? Maybe he was working in another working party.) They’ve spotted a blue domes castle has been built by the orcs on a nearby volcano.
One night they are minding their sores & bruises when a new prisoner is thrown in. He is wearing a crushed purple velvet fez, matching hip huzzar jacket, empty fast draw holsters, scarlet cravat, tight trews & baseball type boots with purple knee gaiters.
He introduces himself as François l’Ollonais an explorer from a different world in prisoned by the UGGE when he cane exploring. Talking he realises his comrades are wizards and using a hidden lockpick takes off their anti magic bracelets.
They escape with Waterwind casting sleep on the gatehouse with then Arjad using charm on a sentry to attack other watch-houses. Having lost their spell slots – They escape raise a storeroom and get some strange crossbows from Francois’s comrades & a spellbook.
Running to the hills they become chased by warg riding ‘cavalry’ they set up in ambush. Francois and Waterwind shoot it out Arjad runs up and tries to loosen a rock fall.
While the riflemen take care of the Goblins the Wargs close and combat – Arjad singularly fails to create abs rock fall over many turns as Waterwind gets savaged. Some wolves turn and turn Arjad who at the VERY LAST MINUTE losens the rocks driving the wargs away in a torrent of debris.
The compadres flee in the dust clouds created as further reinforcements turn up. Scrambling up the mountain they find a cave mouse trail they leads to a cave mouth. Sneaking in they find two very neat goblins guarding an iris valve door – Arjad sneaks up and takes one out and the other is dispatched on mass.
Opening the door they find a cut away of the volcano – like a volcano in a glass jar – surrounded by sinister equipment with Orc shaman and soldiers. Looking a ghast they here an announcement of ‘test’ as the orcs pull on hoods abs Goggles and
They appear on s Hill side with females drinking brown liquids out of small delicate tankards sat on a blanket.
Where are our heroes ? What does this mean for lunchtime Lairs ? Could this be a possible spoiler for pink Gins & Googlies ? Who knows ….