[Dnd History] Diary Hogvar Part 1: The beginning of adventure.

Yes EPT! Shitty beginning, but do not care! I will try not to express myself roughly, in case our small one will read my diary. Our situation is fig! I and my friend are cursed, the child is half a different creature and another damn war! If I die, I hope someone reads about the adventures of our gang. I don’t remember some things poorly, but I will try to tell the main thing. So, let’s start from the very beginning!

My name: Hogvar
Race: Mountain dwarf
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Until the age of 18, I lived as an ordinary and measured life of a young dwarf, and then a sudden disease of my parents and their death came. Damn epidemic! Mother tried to treat patients, and her father was a guard who helped with quarantine. As a result, they themselves disappeared in quarantine.
To survive I had to work … Shakhtar! Difficult, hard for a young girl, but I had to get used to it. The company came across multiple: people, semi -rings, semi -rings, gnomes, elves. Good guys, without them I would not cope in life. Every time I recall them … oh! There was a good time. OK! Continue! It began with the shift of the leader. We were given a complex and dangerous area, and this new one also stated that we have problems with financing. Crendel was suspicious, but I had to hunch and save. Then I decided to help mine. She took up smuggling! Many people knew and treated me well, so it was not difficult to carry some things. Yes! I did not do well, but I didn’t carry dangerous things. More on trifles, for example, Bukhtyshko for miners, to work more fun. In return, I bought my tools better. And he was also addicted to the strong.
This gloomy day came for me … I lingered to get a batch of high -quality Kirok … I remember little … I go to the mine, the leader with which guys at the entrance … Chick! Buuuuum! The mine fell upon my friends inside! They all died because of him! And then … I stand in a pool of blood, everywhere there are scravings of the flesh, clothes, something of this hints at the leader with thugs. Then the gap in memory.
I woke up in the prison chamber. All in the blood, and the prisoners were trembling nearby with fear. Later found out the following:
-The leader carried out some financial fraud and wanted to hide this with a collapse.
– The guard, when I found me all in the blood and pieces of the flesh, was afraid to approach me for a long time.
– The only thing they did was to take it on the cart to the camera.
I spent 10 years in prison and I don’t want to talk about it much about it. I just say one thing … Everyone was afraid of me!
Freed up, went where the eyes looked. Soon I met an adventurer and gentleman. A funny guy, a lover of tea and a good word. Still funny! During our communication, he never understood that I was a woman. And judging by his stories, he poorly determined the floor of other races. Actually, because of his stories, I decided to go to adventurers. He helped me with things, trained, prompted where to find a group to conquer the dungeon. Given what happened next … It’s good that he did not go to the dungeon with me.

The first adventure!
The time has come for my first campaign and the beginning of great adventures. I took my faithful flask with an excellent booze, my favorite fighting hammer, well -cooked axes, a throwing spear and all sorts of little things, supplies, ropes, etc.D. My group consisted of the following comrades: some kind of orc shaman and lizard (whose names I don’t remember), the cunning and clever spitting of a half-carrier of Ori, as well as a warrior Ulag and his faithful raven Francis.
Our brave detachment entered the dungeon. At first, everything went well, walked along the tunnels, I even managed to touch the orc a bit. The elastic was … that is … a well -built man. Eh! And then the fun began! At first, I fell into a hole with stakes and pierced my hand, then we went in the room and there one of my comrades burned my hand. There was acid on the door handle. We made a lot of noise and the goblins were already waiting for us not far away. We walked along the corridor to the end to the door, and there is a hall with enemies. The orc, knocking out the door, ran to the nearest inverted table and terribly yelled at the goblins behind the shelter. Brilliant, is it not true?! I ran out directly surrounded by goblins! The next moment he was riddled with arrows. We broke into battle to help a comrade. I was furious with one goblin broke the bone … Lower … round. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Ori deftly jumped from the table and nailed the goblin. Lizard and Ulag also clicked the bastards. Unfortunately the shaman did not have time to save. Comrade died.
After the battle, we returned to the previous room where it was possible to dilute the fire, relax, eat. Goblins meat prepared well, and the comrades liked the orc … I didn’t eat it … I took a small bone of the deceased to bury it later. Having gained strength, our detachment continued the study.
After the hall with the goblins, we found a bedroom and two more passes. In the first, I gently opened the door and noticed a trap. Clinging to the wall, hit hard and knocked out the door. A fire ball flew next to me right into the wall. Then a wild roar was heard in the side of the second passage! Later we will meet this scream. As it turned out in the second passage, a hall with goblins was waiting for us, but this time we were ready. Carefully opened the door and arrived arrivals. Small bangs, realizing that the ambush failed, ran into another room. I have developed a cunning plan how to smoke them. Using rags from the bedroom, I managed to make something like a smoke bomb of rags along with the lizard. They moved and turned the tables so that Ori and Ulag hid behind them. The plan was as follows: we throw a smoke, the whole extinguisher inside it runs out, and we shoot it.
Ori and Ulag took refuge at the table, I and the lizard were ready to throw a surprise. SUDDENLY! The boss Goblin runs out! A large and healthy freak, and behind him all the little little goblinskaya. The checker flew into the wall and began to smoke slowly. I, Ori and Ulag, mostly fought with the boss, the lizard was torn to pieces of trifle. A couple of good blows from this monster flew to me. I barely stood on my feet. Here the ultra is missing and falls on me. Yes, I almost threw away the skates! Thank you very much for that! Ulag! Lay and lost consciousness. I felt severe rage, overpowered the pain, got up and attacked the boss. While the monster was distracted at me, Ori rolled under him and cut him from below. He did not survive such a spectacular blow, fell dead. Lizard at this time gnawed the last goblin. Then I noticed his habit of collecting my fingers, then to crunch them with them.
The detachment decided to study the boss’s room, and aside I decided to get it out of my flask. Or found some strange dagger, did something there and … the portal opened! We immediately dragged us into him. Oh! We still did not know what was waiting for us ahead.

Thanks to the Laststeptohell master for conquering the dungeon and master Mrdarkgraf for the continuation of adventure! And I also want to thank lovely artists, comrades Nastya and Olya for the drawing of Hogvar! Art was painted by the artist WIF! More thanks to Comrade Orc! Press F to Pay Respects!