Stolen Lands

Thorn River Camp

From the diary of Pandin the half-orc barbarian…

“It was late in the afternoon on the fifth day of our journey, on the 6th of Pharast, that we finally happened upon the bandit camp of which we learned from our intimidation of the prisoner at Oleg’s Trading Post. When we arrived we overheard an argument between who seemed to be the bandit leader and two of her cohorts. Quietly we sent the ranger into the trees to scout a little more before we decided upon our course of action. While I tried to contain my anger, eventually I was overcome and my beastly nature came out. The first action was that of our brave and slightly odd cleric who cast a spell while the rest of us got ready to charge. Once my rage started I remember little else, but within a few minutes the entire camp was slaughtered. It happened as a matter of bad luck that one bandit escaped from me. While I settled myself down the camp was looted, and the silly warrior got himself caught in a bear trap. I had to laugh at him for a minute before freeing him from the trap. In the end this pocket of bandits was dealt with and I am sure that this is not the last we will see of the bandits. I look forward to finding and killing the bandit leader in the metal stag helmet…But for now I tire and shall rest for the night.”

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From the diary of Pandin the half-orc barbarian…“It was late in the afternoon on the fifth day of our journey that we finally happened upon the bandit camp of which we learned from our intimidation of the prisoner at Oleg’s Trading Post. When we arrived we overheard an argument between who seemed to be the bandit leader and two of her cohorts. Quietly we sent the ranger into the trees to scout a little more before we decided upon our course of action. While I tried to contain my anger, eventually I was overcome and my beastly nature came out. The first action was that of our brave and slightly odd cleric who cast a spell while the rest of us got ready to charge. Once my rage started I remember little else, but within a few minutes the entire camp was slaughtered. It happened as a matter of bad luck that one bandit escaped from me. While I settled myself down the camp was looted, and the silly warrior got himself caught in a bear trap. I had to laugh at him for a minute before freeing him from the trap. In the end this pocket of bandits was dealt with and I am sure that this is not the last we will see of the bandits. I look forward to finding and killing the bandit leader in the metal stag helmet…But for now I tire and shall rest for the night.”

Thorn River Camp
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