‘We came across a strange stone plate, with glyphs in a language that we don’t understand. Although it was very intriguing we decided it would be best left alone for now, and continued to seek out more goblins deeper inside the barrow.

Inside the next room we unfortunately made enough noise to rouse interest from a small group of goblins as well as some zombies. The encounter was close quarters and it was difficult to move freely in the tight corridor. Belgarath used brash tactics to get up front, but luckily we were about to beat down the opposition before any serious damage was done.

We found a small amount of gold and a potion in the room the goblins came out of, and then proceeded to walk down some stairs to the next set of doors. Delamor and I opened the door and were immediately set upon by two goblin sword wielders. The room we had entered into was covered with a vexing gas that seemed to be emanating from a Hexxer at the back of the room.

After a brief skirmish, and some dodging of arrows Gregg was able to push one of the goblins into the large hole that sank into the depths below. It seemed like a very long time until the deadly cruch was heard. We also managed to push one of the goblins onto the another of the strange metal plates, at which point he disappeared into thin air only to re-appear some time later angrier than before.

Finally the goblin Hexxer was felled and we searched a nearby room, after Gregg flattened himself through it! Zyanne had found some magical chainmail which I used to replace my worn out armour with. I thought she might have found something else amongst all the goblin paraphernalia but she assured me there was nothing else.

Meanwhile, Belgarath and Athon had been investigating the other magical plate that was in this room. Well by investigate I mean the were busy transporting them self to a silvery abyss, only to return drained of strength. Looking upon their now tired eyes I was more than aware that I too felt very tired. Although the smell was pretty bad, we decided to sleep a while in the goblin quarters we searched earlier. Taking turns keeping watch, we managed to get some sleep and felt better for it. Once we had gathered out things we descended the stairs to find out what else awaited us deeper below the barrow.

After a long decent and a short walk down a corridor we saw what seemed to be a goblin Shaman changing rituals up ahead. He heard our approach and questioned our presence in the Barrow, we stated that we were here to stop his raids on Loudwater. Learning that he was attempting to raise his old master, an Ogre king, Delamour turned preacher intending to show him the ways of Sehanine. Eager to get back into the light where my god dwells, I became increasingly anxious and impatient with the Shaman. Diplomacy went out the window when Gregg decided he’d had enough, and I loosed a Javelin to aid his charge.’

Aradon Thrall