One evening, after a day of adventuring, we are all settling into camp, making dinner, collecting firewood, and making repairs when I noticed dark, thick plumes of smoke in the distance. I immediately know that this is coming from the direction of my home village, where my Aunties live on the home farm. I look over at Caelynn Holimion, my best friend and a druid from the same village, and we both break into a dead run toward the village, only stopping when absolutely necessary. Carly, the little fiesty gnome who has been travelling with us, followed us, and we all traveled all night only to find my farm burned to the ground. We find a multitude of horse hoof prints all over of a type we have never seen before. I noticed that the tracks almost cover up a familiar set of horse prints headed to the village that are heavier seeming, as if the horse bore the weight of two dear ladies. The evidence points to the fact that it seems the aunties MAY have escaped to the village, and the animals have all been taken.
We go at a dead run to the village essentially following the prints.
We arrive to a scene of chaos. The first thing we see is the sheer number of horsemen patrolling around the village.
We see villagers sporadically come out of the village running and sometimes are struck down and sometimes let go. We are completely helpless as we hear glass shattering, and people screaming.
All at once, many more screams break out, as the soldiers methodically torch the village buildings and leave in a cloud of dust. Instantly, I we take off towards the village in hopes of rescuing some of the people who must be trapped. Caelynn, the druid, stops as she hears her name called out, and we see that some of the escapees from the village have gathered hiding outside the village. I see Caelynn stop to help them, but I keep on toward the village to see what can be done.
Upon entering the village, it is quiet except for the raging fire. Smoke makes everything hard to see, but I hear a small hoarse scream from the upper rooms of a house nearby, and I hear banging coming from the inn. I hear horses screaming, and see them tied up outside the inn. Looking at the house where the hoarse scream came from, I see that there is no window readily available on the upper floor, so decide to first cut the horses free on my way to see about the banging that was coming from the Inn, which I can only assume are people trapped in the inn. I kick the door open as to not burn myself, only to be taken surprise by 4 mercenaries pillaging the inn. I duck back behind the wall of the inn as quickly as I can and flee around the other side of the building hoping to not get killed by the men. I also realize that if I am to find where the scream was coming from, I have no time for any delays.
I frantically flee towards the original building where the hoarse screams were coming from. Seeing billowing smoke, I wet my bandanna with my water, and tie it around my mouth and nose and successfully break the door down. I hope I am on time as I climb the ladder to the attic and see a child who is barely breathing. I pick up the child and make my way back down the ladder and exit the building.
Upon exiting the domicile, I hear combat and looks for my comrades. I remember the mercenaries and worry that they found my friends. I hope that Caelynn can help the rescued child. I turn the corner and see Carly, the half orcs, and Ellywick struggling to stay ahead of the mercenaries. Caelynn is healing one of the half orc brothers who looks in pretty bad shape. I gently set the child down temporarily to shoot the mercenary who is attacking our comrade, Orgramir, who looks like a very bloody half orc. Watching the battle, I see another opening, but this time miss my shot. Caelynn makes a fantastic shot and the mercenary reels from the blow. I hit another mercenary, and he does not look good. I watch my friends fight against the mercenaries; one has run away, and another has perished. The other two are holding their own and fighting fiercely. Orgramir strikes a solid blow, bringing one of the brutes to the ground. Carly strikes the killing blow onto the last mercenary to the relief of the entire party.
I urgently pick up the child, and the party reunites with the refugees to see who might be among the survivors.