To Josseth Cromblade
We had just settled into the dwarven outpost and had a near cataclysmic battle with a statue, but for the most part were no worse for the wear. Since we did not know how long we would have to wait until the tieflings would strike again, I spent time looking over the maps that we found there. I hope our dwarven hosts don’t mind me taking a look, but they asked for our help in the first place. It appears that there is more to this story than they are telling, but I will save that for a more secure missive.
Our plan was the following: The tieflings would attack, and we would put up a strong showing, possibly injuring one or more of them before retreating. Hopefully we’d retreat with one of their possessions and then be able to use my rituals to trace them back to their base. This would help us gain favor with the dwarves of Vulceron and have the added bonus of wiping out a forward base of tieflings, which is a win if I ever heard of one. So, hopefully the coming battle would be short and we’d escape without serious harm.
We were alone for several days, and Torin, Perion and Kildrak went to explore the caverns. When we were attacked, it was just Nicholas and me. Nicholas started the assault lightly, purposely misaiming his shots, which is a waste to me. When we got a little surrounded, though, he abandoned this plan. I found their leader and gave him a fierce psychic assault that left him helpless and crippled. From there, it was a slaughter. The others returned and we proceeded to demolish the tieflings. What was initially supposed to be a retreat for us turned into a rout for them. They ended up fleeing from us, though not before we disarmed them. With a dagger of theirs in my posession, I can track down the survivors in their camp, and we can wipe them out once and for all.
I will inform you as we progress!
As always your faithful servant,