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| A Curious Monument |
Before leaving the Farmlands, Soren informed us that Stolzreich was a two day journey, and as such he offered to send word to a business associate of his deceased parents that he believed would take us in for the night. Following Soren's directions, we arrived at a lovely small town and found the address of the fellow: 7922 Drury Lane. There we were greeted by a most agreeable baker, whose signature muffins had made him somewhat of a local celebrity. we had little time to rest though, for our host was to be married in the morning, and as a show of hospitality he invited us to his stag party. We made our way to the tavern, and enjoyed an evening of drink and song. While there we made the acquaintance of an interesting figure: a traveling sell-sword, being a humanoid cat of the same race as Kala and Reynard, who had apparently fought in the battle for Dornstadt. He wielded a rapier and wore boots of a fine make, and challenged members of our party to a friendly fencing match. Occultis also made an interesting acquaintance, having been challenged by a stranger to a game of chess. Having bested the stranger, Occultis seemed to have inherited the chess set, for the fellow stood up, relieved, and quietly left the bar, never to be seen by our party again...
However, our resident wizard was not privy to our partying, for he had his own intriguing events to consider. For behind the tavern, seated in the center of a great fountain, there stood a memorial to a wizard very much like himself, with his name inscribed on the statuary no less! He then made the acquaintance of the tavern master, a grey skinned goblin who simply called himself Jim, but alas! The strange creature knew Piknik by name! The confused creature had many questions for Piknik, but Piknik's memory still failed him. The goblin, in an attempt to arouse Piknik's memory, showed him a secret chamber underneath the tavern: the Hall of the Order of Unlikely, being a loose alliance of curious magic users, of which Piknik was the apparent leader. The goblin presented Piknik with his old Arch Mage staff, to which Piknik responded enthusiastically: "send word to our friends. We're getting the gang back together!"
The following morning, we regrouped and attended our new friend's wedding. It had started out as a lovely ceremony, with Kolobok acting as best man, and delivering a moving (if clumsy) speech. However, our joy was cut short when the ceremony was infiltrated by a fell Gigas: a horrid ogre, with skin of pure gold. The eldritch beast smashed through the church, knocking the Muffin Man's blushing bride unconscious, as it began to terrorize the town. Piknik seemed to know more about the creature than he let on, but we could not pry any information from him. If nothing else, this day proved that there was far more to Piknik than meets the eye. Thumbelina used her magicks to cause the creature's metallic skin to burn mercilessly, and the thing fled into the hills. As such, the boisterous baker put together a hunting party, including our group
and the feline sell-sword, and we followed it's trail deep into a cavernous tunnel. When we found it, it's wounds had been healed by a mysterious undead creature with a charred cloak. The being shot Piknik a knowing wink before disappearing, and we found ourselves locked in battle with the Gigas. The brute used its tremendous strength and antlers to grapple with us, but in our struggle we brought down the tunnel atop the beast's head, seemingly defeating it. The town had been saved and the day had been won, but it would seem we have much to learn concerning the Past of Piknik...
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