The Journey of Kylodestin

Politely greet him and ask him about the pages

>>1436597

The Orc stares at you for a moment and gives a silent nod as a small halfling comes out with a large grin and a golden tooth. "My my, look like we finally got someone. So you're here about those journal pages, huh?"

His oafish compatriot stands straight at attention upon the halfing's entrance, a deep mix of fear and respect carved on his face. "Mr. Timothy has an offer for you, in exchange for the pages of the journal."

"That's right, my boy. I need you to help located some artifacts from another mini-dungeon that was discovered out in the forests. What do you say?"

>>1436609
Ask him about the dungeon, some info and guidance

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>>1436616
Tim gives a hearty laugh, and the Orc beside him remains grave. "It's one of those stupid riddle dungeons. See, my fellas here aren't too keen on riddles- it frustrates Orcs beyond belief. Simple thing, go in, answer riddles, maybe fight something on the way!"

"I will be going with you on your journey." The Orc adds, somewhat tiredly.

Tim's horse like grin fades for a moment. "Just be careful with the artifact itself, you never know whether it's enchanted- or cursed. Bring it back in one piece however, and you'll get one of the pages. After that, I've got some other work if you're willing. Let's see... uh, "BOB" will guide you there."

The Orc wearing a nametag "BOB" nods.

>>1436643
Alright, lets go

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>>1436652
As you explore deeper into the forest, you hear the occasional snap of a twig and brush of leaves from the wind- but soon realize the trail has been blocked with a rather large gathering a branches, obscuring your progress.

"Bob" seems worried at the sight, his large fists clenched and ready for a surprise.

>>1436673
Be cautious and pull out your sword, bandits probably

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>>1436681
The rustling in the bushes stops and all is quiet for the time being- SAVE FOR THE GOBLINS WHICH POUR OUT!

The wretched things comes screaming and shouting in their tongue, their obnoxious body paint working to hide them within the brush and trees!

You can tell that they have surrounded you for the time being, and Bob himself is unarmed. Do a quick roll of two separate d20's.

Rolled 3, 7 = 10 (2d20)

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>>1436719
Oh, boy, it's over

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>>1436719
An archer launches and arrow into the leg of "Bob", and he falls to his knee in clear pain. The leader of this raid party speaks in very broken common.

"Shiny! Gib shiny!" He grins a broken smile and his men begin closing in.

I'd lie and claim this was a badass turn around, but quite frankly you get mugged by about 8 goblins. They rip the leather cover off of Kylos' Journal and leave the remaining pages on the ground, intending to boil the cover in a nice stew.

They very quickly get away with Bob's boots and happily snag his name tag. And whatever pouch of gold or jewels you had available from Minoport has happily been tucked away in the oversized pouch the head goblin happily totes on his way back into the woods.

One final goblin remains, and gives a mocking gesture before running off laughing.

Bob himself lays on the ground with a arrow still in his shin, disappointed.

While you have survived, your dignity, sword, pouch, and certainly money have all been stolen by these savages.

Bob sighs, and sits himself up.

"We can either dwell on this like losers or... well, we can carry on towards the dungeon. I'm certain that there won't be much else in the way now that they've had their fill." His tone is of experience, this is clearly not the first time it has happened to him, for sure.

"Tim always sends too few Orcs." He mutters.

>>1436737
Well... Lets go to the dungeon

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>>1436754
Entering into the dungeon, the walls are- as typical in Kylodestin- a mix of natural and unnatural formations, written in an ancient tongue known as "Gob", the language which a famous general of the half war- Lippin the Goblin Shaman- taught to the Jovists after retiring from his position.

Fortunately, Goblin raiders have an innate hatred of literature and writing, thus they have left behind any books and pamphlets they found on Bob's person, allowing translation.

The first riddle is the secret to entering the Dungeon.

This is not a map
But you might need a key.
At one angle a wall,
at another a jar.

"Gob" Riddles sound much better in "Gob" itself, because the rhyme is lost in translation.