I now play a regular D&D campaign with my sister, so I decided to write what happened as a story. Here goes...
It was a fine afternoon at Burlacs Place, a travelers tavern in Hedge, as a young woman, a half-elf clad in leather armor and bow slung across her back, approached her companions.
"What did you hear, Sabine?" asked the elf woman in chain armor with a shield and bow next to her.
"There's supposed to be some ruins just south of here, but details are unclear. There is either loads of treasure or mere scraps of what previous adventurers didn't want", answered Sabine.
A brown-skinned man in robes looked up from his book of arcane runes. "That's a big or, Sabine. Who did you get this from?"
"Lots of patrons, Niz," retorted Sabine, knowing Nizsamirah hated having his name shortened. "There was no one who looked precise, if that is what you mean."
A large, muscular half-orc with a huge axe across his back leaned forward. "Anything to hack?" he inquired.
"I'm not sure," replied Sabine, "but something nasty has bound to move in." The half-orc leaned back with a smug grin. Harll loves a good fight.
A tall, hansom Nordic man with an incredibly large sword finally spoke. "Are we going or not?"
The elf, Calonna, stood up. "We should go. Thynorr, are you with me?"
"Yes," said the Norse man. "Balder has not shown disproval, and I take that as a good sign."
Harll leaped up, startling the group. "Yay! Fight at last!"
...
"Well, here we are," said Calonna as they walked over where a mighty wall had once stood, eroded by time and wars long over. They walked past a stable, pitch dark within.
Sabine stopped and looked in. "Harll, I can't see down there. Can you use those dark seeing eyes of yours and look down there?"
Harll walked over to her with the rest of the group in tow. "There is a door back there," he stated.
Sabine looked to the others. "Well," she asked, "shall we take a look?"
"I'm in," said Niz as he cast a spell on the rock. The stone then glowed with light. He handed the rock to Thynorr as they went in. They reached the door as Sabine chanced a look around. She then spotted a seven-foot viper, poised to strike. She immediately drew her rapier as Niz prepared a spell. The snake struck Calonna, though it's fangs did not pierce her armor. At this, the others took notice. Niz cast his spell, as a thin blue beam of cold hit the ground near the snake, forming a small ice formation. Calonna stuck with her sword, severing the tip of the tail. Thynorr thrust his greatsword down, pinning the snake to the earth.
The battle over, Niz drew a dagger. "I want to gather spell components," he explained. Thynorr nodded, and turned to the door. He opened it, and spied four creatures. They were small, reptilian humanoids, each with glowing red eyes and a spear. Thynorr turned away as they got up. "Kobolds!" he shouted.
"Clear the door!" Niz shouted as he ran toward the entry, carrying the snakes head. He began a incantation as the head was burned up. It turned into a small ball of fire, which he threw at the kobolds. It stuck its mark, and exploded in a spray of sparks. The blast killed all four, leaving four charred corpses. Harll looked in.
"Aw, I wanted to kill one, you spell throwing jerk!" complained Harll. The rest shrugged as they went in to search the room.
