Don't get me wrong, I'm in favor of Archimonde having a hobby… I'm just not so sure what he's doing to this poor wizard would qualify. He's not physically hurting the lad, so I can't say I know much on how to help. Whatever he's told the lad this time has got him in tears. Off in the woods by himself? I hope he stays near…
A scream! Wait, it's the freaking wizard!
A mad dash towards the scream and it's the sorceress lass and I in the lead. I dash to with my axes and attack the tree(?) that's smashing the poor wizard to a pulp. We quickly hack and burn the poor Treant to embers, only to see that we're surrounded!
There's a lightning strike from nowhere, revealing that there's a druid around. A quick glance around and there's a lass in the branches of what has to be the largest tree around. The tree doesn't seem to be moving. She's not far up. Rather than exposing myself by climbing up to her, I'll just chop the tree down. Shouldn't take too long with my axes.
Okay. OW! That freaking hurt! This thing is ALSO a Treant! And it back-handed me! I mean… It uh… crap. I don't want to have to kill this thing. But… what can be done if the druid lass in its branches continues her hostilities? What if she convinces the Treant to be hostile as well? Oh man…
Wait… what is it doing? It's got the lass in one hand, and it's picking up Archimonde! Oh crap. Please, please, please don't squish the Gnome!
I don't know what they're saying! What are they saying!?!? Wait. The humming? The flowers? They're helping? I hope they're helping. Is… is Archimonde giving up two of the flowers? If it gets us out of here in one piece, I'm all for it!
It put Archimonde down, and they're all taking off. I hope Archimonde didn't promise them anything that I'm going to regret.
Yep. Nope. We're not stopping now. We're marching for the city, and we're not stopping. I'm kinda tired of being ambushed.
Ah! The wall. We're in time for the gate even! The poor souls on their way out. I wish them luck.
Time to upgrade some of our gear! Every one of us knows what we need. I need mithril. A good mithril breastplate. It'll be MUCH better than this studded leather I've been using. Maybe, just maybe I'll also get rid of Shirahoshi.
The wizard that Archimonde has been toying with seems to know the city. He has pointed us in the direction of a good dwarven blacksmith. He's… well, he had the mithril I wanted, anyway. Kinda pricey though. No waraxes though. There IS another blacksmith down the road though. Yep. I'll check with him, much to the chagrin of my dwarven brother.
He's an elf. At least, I think the elf is a he. Harder to tell. He's got a lovely selection of waraxes though. I even talked him into a trade. Shirahoshi for a lovely +3 Icy Burst waraxe. Yup. I'm rid of Shirahoshi! No more listening to it complain. Loudly. Shame that it's intelligent. Somehow, I just know that this thing is going to come back to haunt me.
The elf pointed me towards a local enchanter so that I could get my new armor taken care of. He quoted me a price. I offered my shield, but he wasn't interested in the trade. Cash. Or… he needed something – a birthday present for his daughter. Ha! We've got a small collection of baubles that we've amassed. I'll see what we've got, make sure it's ok with everyone that I trade some small piece for a small enchantment.
Ah! A tiara! And no objections! Yep. The enchanter even likes the tiara. I tried – and failed – to talk him into added a little something extra in. One of these days, I have got to work on my people skills.
New armor? Check. New weapon? Check. Rid of Shirahoshi? BOOYA! Maybe I'll find a horse. A horse and a dog. Yeah. Horse and a dog.