Adventure Title
DDHC-RotF 01 Ten Towns

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Location Played
Roll20

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# Teilnehmer: (3) Arikatzi020 - Skalli "Frostgaze" - Shifter - Barbarian lvl 3 (3) Raimundo - Beru Chillwind Akannathi - Aasimar - Paladin 2/Warlock 1 (3) C0ldw0lf - Aerlyn Fuyu - Eladrin - Ranger 3 (3) Frederic - Elric - Human - Wizard 3 # Loot: **10gp/Person** weekly payment by speaker Duvessa Shane **1x Lockbox,** containing 92 gp, 76 sp, 125 cp, and seven gemstones worth 10 gp each # Story: The party has made their way back to Termalaine on their way to Lonelywood, trying to investigate about the frost druids that seem to stir unrest in Ten-towns. Stopping by their friends Martas home, the Eastside Inn, they found that Trog's caravan was currently in town and decided to pay them a visit. **Torrga Icevein**'s caravan consisted of three heavily laden dogsleds, each one pulled by six friendly sled dogs. One sled carried provisions and supplies for Torrga, her team, and her dogs. It flew a flag bearing the company’s emblem, a gold wolf’s paw on a black field. The other two sleds transported goods for sale, including cut wood, flint and tinder, flasks of whale oil, blankets, furs, rations, bottles of wine, casks of cheap ale, fake medicines, and vials of poison (used primarily for killing vermin). Torg’s was an outdoor shop. Goods were unpacked and displayed in crates, with small canopies to keep the snow off them. Most of Torrga’s goods were stolen or fenced, and she sells them for double the normal price. She has a protection racket that earns her a little coin on the side, and she also commits murders for profit on the sly. Torrga is interested only in profits, turned a blind eye to Sephek’s murderous escapades, and tried to help him as best she could without endangering her own life. **Sephek Kaltro** was a well-built man in his thirties. He had an olive complexion, dark hair pulled back in a ponytail, and no facial or body hair. He dressed in a stylish vest with matching pants and boots, similar in style to those worn by mariners of the southern Sword Coast, but wore no armor or cold weather clothing and didnt’t appear to be armed. His most striking feature were his eyes, which were as blue as a frozen lake. Because he was doing the Frostmaiden’s work, Sephek didnt’t care about getting caught and wasn't shy about admitting his guilt. In combat, he wielded a magical sword and magical daggers made of ice that he could conjure at will. He was also able to freely teleport short distanced in the snow and his wounds healed in the cold outside. As **Skalli** sank her teeth into the mans throat, a blood-gurgling laught escaped Sephek: *“You may destroy this mortal vessel, but Ten-Towns will not escape the Frostmaiden’s embrace. My sister will see to it!”* When Sephek drew his last breath, a cloud of icy vapor escaped his body and dispersed into the night. Torrga and her bandits, seeing no use in a continued fight, struck a deal with the party. Coin, in exchange for leaving her and her crew well enough alone and keeping their pretty little mouths shut. Otherwise the party might find themselves being unable to buy something they need or denied lodging at a local inn because the merchant or proprietor don’t want to earn Torrga’s everlasting enmity. The charakters wisely accepted.