And so it began, a new journey for a hopeful set of adventurers. I made the players roll up new characters which will serve as their backups should one of their characters dies in game.
We had a Cleric, a Wizard, a Ranger, a Fighter and a Druid, and well, if anyone was playing combat classes the time before, they changed it nearly 360 degrees this time.
The party was tasked with defending a small hamlet from the recent incursions from Kobolds. Several villages were being destroyed by hordes of Kobolds coming out from the hills. The hamlet was primarily a farming village that produced grain. A barge was the sole form of transportation on the nearby river.
The party looked at defensible positions and determined that there were very few defensible positions within the township. The township was a simple village with a granary, a tavern, a farmhouse and barn, and a workhouse. The only person in the village that had any combat experience was Mayor Brewbeer. He expressed that they were hiring the adventurers to protect the village, and any tools they could use in the defense of the village were at their disposal. He told them though that the villagers themselves would not be an active army, as they had work to do.
The Ranger determined that the best course of action was to go forth and try to find the Kobolds before they found the village. The party set out, looking for anything they could use for defense. On the way they found some thorny bushes which they determined could be used to make a funnel.
The party then ran across a Bugbear and a bunch of Goblins. Wrecklesslly charging in , the Dwarf Fighter took some heavy damage initially. He was saved when the Druid cast entangle, causing the vines in the area to become immobilizers. Meanwhile his wolf ran right into the middle fo the vines and itself became trapped.
Battle persisted and the goblinoids were eventually beaten. The players recuperated, and went back to town to build up the fortifications with the bushes they found. They managed to get a bottleneck built within the village and at nightfall they took watch.
As nightfall came, the Kobolds did indeed strike. The players saw the fields writhe with hordes of the stunty lizard men. The funnel worked, hordes of Kobolds were bottlenecked as they attacked the township. Villagers fled to the barge, and just as everything seemed to be going fine, a White Dragon swooped in and started to dismantle the defenses, freezing people in the process.
At this time the party chose the better course of valor and scattered to the wind. The White Dragon contented itself eating the frozen remains of a horse.