Voyage of the Unsinkable II, Stone Tooth Island

           Stone Tooth 
The Lost forge of Druggedin

Party
Aias, Cleric 5.
Artemis, Warlock 4.
Cole, Fighter 4.
Garrick, Fighter 4.
Susquehanna, Barbarian 3 or 4 tbc.
596 Moonday 4th Sunsebb
The Unsinkable II is moored in a small cove off Stone Tooth Island.  The party disembarked at dusk. A storm lashes the Island as you climb the mountain seeking the lost dwarven fortress of Druggedin, the legendary weaponsmith.  Deep inside the mountain fortress, the orc squatters shelter from the storm.



Ulfe, the Great, sits on his throne made from a large rum barrel.  Vak, Thrag his dire wolves’ strain at the chains in his hands, and he picks at a crusty toenail with an exquisite rapier that looks like a toothpick in the ogre's massive hand.

Before him, an orc guard, still wet from the rainstorm reports to his chief.

“Great Chief, the mountain gate guards are drunk again.”

“WHAT” shouted Ulfe, his piggy eyes red with strong drink.  “Drinking on guard” Ulfe exclaimed, spittle from the ogre's foul toothed mouth splattered the guard's face as Ulfe rose from the barrel throne.  The dire wolves growled and snapped at the orc guard, who started to shrink back.  Ulf gripped the great axe in his other hand and looked down at the now shaking guard with murderous intent.

Burdug, the shaman steps out of the shadows.  Swaying seductively, she moves in between the angry ogre and the guard.  The dire wolves rub up against her lithe legs and lick her hands.



“Ulfe” she smiled looking up, ensuring her ample charms were well displayed and ignoring the indescribable smell of the ogre.
“Wark and Tharg will be reprimanded later” Burdug purred.  “Only the mad would be out in this storm, let alone sail through it  and climb the mountain.”
“The defences of the Mountain Door are stout, great chief” Burdug lay her hand on his brawny forearm and turned effectively cradling herself in his arm.  The ogre chiefs anger visibly drained.  Burdug now facing the shaking guarded nodded her head slightly dismissing the thankful orc.

“We have fire archers at the murder holes and defending the rope bridge” she purred up and the stinking ogre.
“The alarm horns are set.”
“The rope bridge can be cut in an instant.”
“And we have a dozen warriors ready in the guard rooms.”
“Attack from outside is suicide.”


Burdug slipped out of Ulfe’s arms, turning to look up at him again.

“I am more concerned with the danger below” Burdug was more forceful now, hands on hips her gaze challenging.”

She continued …
“two of the under-mountain patrols have gone missing, we must look to strengthening the inner defenses and making a deal with the serpent.”
Ulfe groaned, and looked left and right, seeking escape from the far too familiar nagging he was about to get.

“We should join forces with Nightscale and raid together,” said Burdug.


“But, but Burdug, darlin’ the dragon is too big now.  She might eat me” The bully was gone now, Ulfe pleaded with the Shaman.  His shoulders, hunched, he lifted his filthy kilt exposing terrible burn scars across his hairy thighs and buttocks.

Burdug shook her head in disappointment.  If only it had been an ice breather, the breath might have improved the ogre's smell at least she thought.

“You got hit in your hairy arse running away Ulfe,” said the shaman, arms folded across her chest.

“but, it's dark down there darlin’, and the Dragon hides in the lake and great Ulfe don’t know how to swim” he whimpered.

“Ulfe, better at smashing drunk orcs” the ogre seemed to regain some of his previous swaggers.
“Talkin’s for wimin” Ulfe set his jaw and sat back on the giant barrel throne.
“Yous talk with Nightscale.”  Ulfe looked left and right again.  Thick smoke from torches filled the chamber, he wanted to escape the conversation with Burdug, she looked juicy, but she always got around to talking and Ulfe wasn’t good at that, it hurt his head.

Inspiration hit him like a hammer, he grinned and scratched Vaks ear.

“Wot about them, prisoners?” Ulfe felt immensely proud of himself for changing the subject.

Burdug looked at Ulfe, he was filthy, stinking coward.  He needed to be replaced.

“We await the ransom payment for Geradil and Courana.  Our messenger should have reached the settlement at Drellin's Ferry by now.





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