From the journal of Nicolas Hauxworth
Well drat! I do have to remember to cover my tracks next time. With my fellow companions with me I am not as sneaky as I once was. This time it nearly cost us our lives, a mistake I will not make again.
The previous battle between the hellhounds and the giant fiery scorpion left us sapped. And as much as we would have liked to have continued on it would have surely have meant our death. So the decision, again, was to retreat. However, we didn’t wish to stray too far from the tower so we found a nice copse of tree about a mile or so from the tower’s southern base. The plan was nice, Perion was to place a magical ring around the camp and Eridan would hide us using his own natural magic. We assumed that this would be sufficient for a nightly rest. Of course watches would be done as normal.
And I was expecting a great night of rest before heading back into the tower until I felt a sharp pain on my arm. Throwing my eyes open I saw a tiny flying devil, an imp! There was another that had gotten to Perion. It has appeared that the magic circle and our hiding our campsite was a failure. The fight was on. We had fought these infernal beings before so we had an idea of how to destroy them. Once one of them revealed itself we were ready; slinging arrows, spells, hammers, and blades at its tiny little body, quickly reducing to a bloody mess. Although the imp did manage to turn invisible it didn’t do it much good. While there was only one imp left the rest my sleep would have to wait, we had heard that horrid barking. It could only mean one thing, those blasted demon dogs were back. Remembering there deadly breath I decided that it was time for a climb.
Torrin and Kildrak attacked the remaining imp as the hounds charged in attacking Eridan and breathing fire on Torrin. Four of these beast appeared. The situation was grim; we barely made it out alive when we were not so low on energy. Another breath weapon and Eridan went down, surrounded by flames and a burning tree. Kildrak bravely held his ground, and I believe willed Eridan back for the next thing we knew he was gasping for breath and darting away from the fire.
Finally we were able to bring one of the dogs down. Though it still looked grim. That was when we heard another battle cry coming from the south. It was the Talon! Two armed humans and a dragonborn wielding a great-sword. With no one to command the dogs they turned their tails and ran, but before we killed two of them. After the battle the Talon announced that they were an expeditionary force. They explained that Advero Brial was at Gesh’s camp and that we should return with them. We readily agreed(though I do not that the welcome will be exceptionally warm), packed up camp and left with the Talon.
I did make sure to cover our tracks this time as we headed South to the Talon forward base.