Yup its da giants
The heroes of Hommlet had just had their first taste of giant. While traveling with their new old friend Rowthar towards the city of D Argent, they made a detour to check on the ruined pile that Thokk and Poppy call home. The ruins were halfway between Hommlett and Winterhaven, and the entire area had been recently raided by giant raiders. 3 Hill Giants and their pet Roc had taken up residence in the keep and were turning it into a homestead. Poppy and thokk would have none of it, and commenced slaughtering.
After the battle, it was decided to continue on towards D Argent, since there was little they could do. They made arrangements with the people of the two towns to help with the reconstruction, and they left their 15 chibi fanaton at the keep. With these arrangements in place they headed north on a 20 day journey through the mountains.
As they traveled, Rowthar began having headaches and strange dreams as his memory slowly started returning, but he kept his mouth shut. After 10 days, the path became rugged and the last vestiges of civilization were left behind. After another 10 days they reached the site of D Argent. A mountain had its peak leveled, and three of four sides chopped into sheer cliffs hundreds of feet high. The fourth side, facing the direction of civilization, featured a road winding up to the flattened peak, where rested the city of D Argent.
Upon arrival they found an abandoned city. High stone walls gave the city a martial appearance, and its bronze doors were fifty feet high, yet partially open. As the party moved through the city, they learned much of the history of the proud people who called D Argent home. It was a city of heroes. The great civilizations of the past each sent their best warriors to the city to become part of the Silver Cloak Guardians, whose duty was to guard against another incursion of primordials, the lords of chaos who oppose civilization and the gods. According to legend a primordial was trapped beneath the Dawnforge mountains. It was unkillable, yet imprisoned for all eternity by a series of constructions called divine engines. These engines were one of the things the Silver Guardians were sworn to defend.
Just as they were finding this out by reading the engravings that covered every square inch of the ancient city, they heard a commotion from ahead, and ran forward to find a lion man on the ground between the paws of a huge magma beast. Another giant seemed to be the master of a pair of giant dog like creatures made of smoking magma, and a few piles of sentient gravel or something.
they killed the enemy, rescued the old lion man who introduced himself as Obanar, father of Rowthar the last Torrian Keepers of D Argent. He said that for overa century he stood alone, his son in a magical slumber, waiing for the return of the Silver Cloaks. Eventually the other torrians left to make new lives for themselves, abandoning the bastion of defense since no heroes, old or new, came to the city. The world was torn by war and in its rebuilding D Argent – and the primordial danger it guarded, were forgotten and lost.
A new evil has sprung up and Old Obanar cannot fight it, so he woke his son to go out to the world and seek heroes. While waking him, the ritual was interrupted by an attack against the magical defenses of Argent. He left to defend the city and when he returned, Rowthar was gone. (Rowthar shrugs sheepishly)
Weeping for joy the ancient grey-dreadlocked lion man spreads his arms wide and says :but my son has returned to me with his quest accomplished, welcome o heroes, o paragons of history..
(There was a little more after that, but nothing so climactic.)
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