Our new heroes are three DragonBorn brothers, bound by blood and loyalty to each other. One a Cleric, one a Paladin and one…... a something neither of the other two are quite sure of (but acts a lot like a Warlock).
More Backstory to follow
And now our story
Continuing from “Playin in a Travelin Band” Campain
Brought to you by Keith
After traversing town to town, looking to right wrongs, the brothers 3 of Clan [name to be determined] happened upon a Tavern where they ran into a roddy and beaten Dwarven fighter who was chasing after a pack of yellow-spined musicians fleeing an encounter they should never have met to begin with.
The Dwarf requested the aid of the brothers 3 to help investigate a terrible happening at a mine of his village’s. The brothers agreed and followed. Descending into the mine they surveyed the remains of a somewhat comical display of what should have been an easy battle. They pushed inward to a set of double doors to which the Cleric and Paladin pushed through. Immediately they were met with skittering kobold spears that pinned them in the entryway. What followed was a stream of kobolds filling in where the dead fell, and a white dragon emerged after a preliminary racial epithet against our Dragonborn brothers. An exchange and volley of insults, chance of parley, and a pile of fried Kobolds ensued until one Brother fell, then the dragon fell. The fallen brother came to just as the trapped dwarves emerged from their cells, and the group was allowed to plunder the remains of the dragon’s small, but significant horde.