Scales of War
Dwarven Alchemist, resident of Fallcrest- captured by the Goblins ‘Red Hand’, in the raid.
Adronsius’ Story- description of how to get to Jelissa.
They brought us here blindfolded, this I have told- the large beasts that we were shackled too were herded roughly across the entrance chamber and in to a chamber straight ahead.
Understand a blindfold is no hindrance to the Dwarfs, we see and hear in the dark, and are used to making our way thusly in life.
From there we were, that is the prisoners were sent in to the complex, we headed west out of the entrance chamber- Sinruth lead us on I believe, we followed a corridor that turned north, waited there a while.
Sinruth gave orders, I do not understand their bastard tongue, but I believe Goblins were left there as guards.
From there we headed west again in to another corridor, which again turned north- in to a larger chamber which… was strange, I remember a crackling sound and an odd smell- the smell of the river.
From there west again in to another corridor, which again turned north and then double back upon itself east- again more discussions and some part of our group departed. We headed on, east again- although the corridor turned north again- we climbed stairs in to a… a… a chamber with a sticky floor- again more of our number departed, one of whom was Mirtala, the cook- I heard her scream as she was hauled off.
Then, and I sense there were few of us left, maybe no more than a dozen of us, we headed down some great stair- it went deep, in to I would suggest a second lower level of the complex.
In to another larger chamber, there Jelissa departed, I remember her scent- the priestess smelt of the church and innocence, she must be saved.
Then finally in the large chamber still, with only the Goblins with me they beat me, again… and again… and again. Sinruth was there, he took part, he was the worst- he seemed angry, determined to take out his anger on my body.
I lost consciousness… but not for long.
I came too, still blindfolded retracing my journey back to the entrance chamber, I could smell the breeze, the fresh air, the grass and the forest- I thought, stupidly, they were going to take me outside- to let me go, or else I would be have the opportunity to run, but no…
They dragged me across the entrance chamber, through metal doors and down, in to a chamber that smelt of the storm…
Adronsius points at the chamber with the once lit mystical symbols in it.
“And then they beat me again, and manacled me here…”
Adronsius breaths hard.
“I hope this will be of help to you- unless they have moved them then I think that four of the prisoners, including myself, are on this level of the complex- one of whom is Mirtala; and two are on the lower level- one of whom is Jelissa, the priestess.”