Fantasy AGE 2e • T'chaakha's Story • Session 02
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Ancestry: Each Draak is different. Their dragon heritage gives them a special ability. T'chaakha inherited thicker hide which gives him an extra 2 points of armor protection. Grovnoch can breathe fire, while Nheria has limited magic resistance.
DAY 1 continued
Evening: The scouts have reached the first camp of the trek. It is located in a cave with a natural staircase which can be climbed to reach a 10 x 10 yards rock plateau. Sitting with their backs to the cave wall the three scouts wait for the lizard hind legs to be ready. Grovnoch is an excellent cook (cooking focus) who always carries bottles of spices in his backpack. The cave is illuminated by the cooking fire. From the rock plateau the scouts can see the two cave entrances and the small pool of natural water with a rock pillar in the centre. They sometimes share their camp with friendly strangers. Event? (1d6, roll 1 = Event, 1d6 = neutral). A bat swarm enters the cave by one tunnel, swirls around the central pillar and then exit from the other. The scouts watched to spectacle unperturbed.
Night: The night is (1d6, roll = 2) uneventful.
DAY 2
Morning: The scouts wake up refreshed. After a quick bite they resume their scouting trek. It's a simple but necessary mission. T'chaakha is content with such a task. It's a life style that suits him. He vastly prefers it to his previous post as a town guard. Event? (1d6, roll 5 = no event). The companions travel deeper in the tunnel system.
Afternoon: After a short rest, the scouts (Event? 1d6, roll 1 = negative) hear the clashing of weapons on armor not far ahead. They race forward, the tunnel turns left for 10 yards, and then they enter a 20 x 60 yard long cave. Merchant dwarves are attacked by Deep elf bandits. Two dwarves and one elf are on the ground immobile. Two more dwarves are fighting against three Deep elves.
T'chaakha: In the name of the Dragon Lord of Vornesh, SURRENDER and drop you weapons! (communication 14 vs willpower 8, 14, 15).
The deep elves are surprised by the forcefulness of T'chaakha's command but the shortest one of them drops a smoke bomb on the ground. It breaks and the area fills with swirling gray fumes. The Draak can here the fleeing footsteps of the deep elves.
Bolnord, a black bearded dwarf, dressed in a burgundy heavy leather armor with golden accents, advances towards T'chaakha: Well met Draak warriors! I am Bolnord of the Hermordak Forges. Your actions honour our mutual protection pact. I lost two of my caravan guards to the Deep Elves and my two sons are injured. Can you help us?
T'chaakha: I am T'chaakha leader of our small band of scouts. A tragedy to meet under such circumstances. May your valorous guards rest in peace. Nheria is our healer (Intelligence healing focus). She will tend to your son's wounds. We can protect you as far the next Draak scout camp and during the night.
Bolnord: A most generous offer! I humbly accept.
Nheria immediately threats the wounds to the two injured dwarves. T'chaaka and Grovnoch place the bodies of the two dead dwarves in a small natural alcove. Then everyone collect rocks to cover the bodies. After a silent minute of prayer, the caravan and the scouts continue their trek towards the next scout camp.

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