Today, we march back into the woods with what I sense is a renewed sense of confidence. I remember, only a few days ago, the feeling of gloom that seemed to hang over our party… We’d managed to survive some encounters with the kobolds whose lair we were trying to find, but they were clearly trying to draw us further into our territory without giving us time to rest, and it seemed like our will was failing, our resources running out, and that it was only a matter of time before we fell.
We’d made the decision to retreat from the area to try and find safety, and when it seemed we were clear, I decided to call upon that which I trusted most… the powers of the Night.
That night, during my midnight meditation, instead of my normal practice of sending the memories of my experiences into the collective memory pool of the Brotherhood of the Night, I dipped my spirit directly into that pool to seek the answers we needed. I was surrounded by whispers, both exhilarated and terrified. I sought experiences opposing kobolds, and found images of hounds hunting them by scent, kobolds living below ground or in the trees, and traps… oh, so many traps.
Discussing with the party in the morning, we decided that in order to take on kobolds in numbers so large, we would call upon the help of one of the local mercenary companies to bolster our forces, and set out to their keep.
Today, we set out for the kobold-overrun area with a company of 20 archers and their commander, hounds that should allow us to track them by scent, and bolstered spirits.
Still, I hope it is enough…