- Hilbrent Firebrand: Human Magic-user, Level 2 (Fire Spellbook)
- Talia Stromborne: Human Cleric of Vardor, Level 2 (Healing Spellbook)
- Benquil Barrison Del’Armgo: Half-Drow Thief, Level 2
- Algaeir Ashbow: Human Druid, Level 2 (Tracking and Archery)
- Lamila Umdril: Half-Orc, Half-Elf Fighter, Level 2
- 13 Sailors (11 level 1, 1 level 2, 1 level 3, all human soldiers/drunks)
- Myron, level 0 human merchant
- Irion, level 0 halfling musician
- Elba, level 0 human herbalist
Whether or not they are in the North, they want to get out of the swamp. They know there is an ocean to the East and so head West, not wanting to dig around looking for the temple there without having a better idea of their position.
As they begin to trudge through the mud and waist high water toward the west, a fog suddenly rolls in behind them. Algaeir didn’t sense such a weather change with his Natural Empathy, and Hilbrent points out that the development of fog in the afternoon is highly unusual. Lamila is tall enough to see without much climbing that the fog is fairly local, dropping off on either side of their group. They decide to change their course to West by Northwest, accepting that the fog might be guiding them somewhere.
Before long another fog sweeps in from the Northwest, highly unusual. They decide not to be guided, pressing West through the thick fog in a tight group. They make it through to the other side without incident and continue on their previous path.
During a short rest from slogging, another fog suddenly envelopes them, sweeping in from the South. Before they can gather, two sailors cry out in the fog. The players rush to their aide with a couple of other sailors running to pull their wounded companions away from the danger. Alageir and Benquil take shots at the shadowy shape in the fog while Lamila rushes in, hitting hard with her massive battle axe. The great crocodillian creature slashes at Lamila wounding her a little and getting another deep cut in return, despite its heavy armor.
Seeing Lamila taking damage, Hilbrent casts a fire and death gout on the creature, burning it and draining its life force away. It flees, and despite Lamila and Hilbrent giving pursuit, it disappears into the swamp. They continue on their course for a while, hoping to escape the swamp before being attacked by more beasts. Eventually, another fog rolls in, with Algaeir spotting the drake just as it emerges from the water to blow the fog out. As Algaeir points, Benquil sprints sideways, crossbow in hand, and fires a shot into the beast. Lamila also breaks out of the fog and charges, dealing the creature a mortal blow.
After collecting trophies from the creature, identified by Talia as a Reamuk, they proceed out of the swamp without further incident. Once out of the swamp and into the forest, they can hear elven voices discussing them. Lamila, remembering her dream, calls out that she is looking for Sirin. One of the elves emerges, looing just like Sirin from her dream and recognizing her as Emria. Despite a little suspicion toward Benquil, whom he recognizes as a drow, confirmation that the ring works for him convinces Sirin to trust him. The party is led to their camp, where they are fed and recruited for another mission. A Vardor fortress (ostensibly a summer home for Vardor ambassadors) high on a mountain has gone silent. The Rangers suspect goblins have taken it over, but they can’t approach it without risking a political incident. The party, and a few of the others are convinced to investigate.
Tonight we’ll be playing again with the party approaching the Vardor ambassadorial summer home on behalf of the elven rangers.