If you haven't already done so, be sure to read the previous posts in the Scribe Notes series for the complete back story!
During our rest the bugbears attempted entry. After they eventually busted the door down, Thaelin set the bodies of the previous bugbears aflame. They now had a wall of fire to fight through. Cunning beasts hurled javelins through the flames, both of which struck Ava. My firebolt was lost in the fire, and the bugbears fled while I struggled to put out the flames. The smoke was so think we had to flee the cave.
A tickle on the back of my neck warned me of an incoming javelin. This time, I did not forget my shield, and fended off the attack. The bugbears had returned. One of them almost clobbered Trym, and grazed me with a blow as well. I sent a fan of flame at them, but my magic felt weak after the exertion of my shield. Ava cleaved into one of the beasts, breaking wide it's armor. Thaelin nearly froze the other. The wand was useful in dispatching one bugbear, but the other gave me a fierce look; fortunately, it finally succumbed to Thaelin's frost, and we one the day.
During our escape we ran into four ghouls (quite literally). Ava smashed into them with her shield, knocking them back. I laid burning hands on the beasts whilst Thaelin rend the ground beneath their feet. Clearly, we are all hasty to leave this place.
Gundren had clearly removed himself and his deceased brother. While looking about, 3 more bugbears advanced from the shadows, catching Ava by surprise with a Javelin. I used the last of my prepared spells to set flame to the lot. Ava nearly severed the closest one's arm. Thaelin summoned a whirling dust devil, battering them while we bled them down. He followed with a powerful Thunderclap that slew his second bugbear. The last one clearly saw Thaelin as his biggest threat and attempted a clumsy attack, allowing Trym to deliver a death blow.
We escaped the cave to find Gundren at the entrance. He inquired about his brother, Nundro. We swore a promise to go back for him, but rest is necessary, lest we all die in that cave. We made for Phandalin.
Trym's aunt was a most gracious host once again. Trym regaled her with stories of our adventures while the rest of us got some much needed rest.
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