“Indeed, and he explained how they might be able to find the rest of the weapon and, since there were so few places that could forge such a device, where the fire giants may be located, he sent them to the dwarven citadel of Felbarr to update the king of the dwarves that someone was trying to reforge Vollundrood”.
“A famous dwarf bane, used by the giants of old to storm the Citadel,” you point out, “valuable information indeed”.
“Quite, so they started along the path to the mountains, the other side of the very mountain we ascend presently.” And he motioned the mountain dominating the skyline above your heads, lost in cloud.
“What did the king say? The dwarves are hearty people; but, trust very slowly. I cannot imagine that he believed them”.
“They didn’t arrive alone. For on the journey they passed through a forest, were assaulted and captured for slavery by hill giants”.
“But, hill giants don’t keep slaves, they kill and eat their prey”.
“Trapped within steel sages in the giant’s camp, the trio discovered that the hill giants had camped near a dark cave that went deep”.
“To the Underdark itself. Miles down. A horror had arisen all those floors to prey on those who camp near and bewitched the giants to enslave for the horror’s eldrich plans of domination”.
“Ye’ gods! What manner of dark terror had surfaced, which could pull off the feat of bewitching giants?”
The man leant forward and whispered, “An Illithid”.
“The mind flayer!?” You gasp, “Lord, save us…”
“Prey it no mind as the trio escaped, destroyed the squid faced fiend and forced a retreat of the giants”.
“An incredible feat in itself”.