The Imp fluttered about his master anxious that this meeting should go well, for a bad meeting was not something to contemplate. 'There are Sun Elves abroad by Karthy, those Elves that concern themselves with relics and trinkets of all sorts' His master explained 'Seek them out, find out what they are about.' The Imp was at once to his task for to do otherwise was to invite a rather one sided exchange.
Elsewhere a Drow war party in bull formation swept away from Karthy in search of those self same elves. Eventually one tip of the Drow horns, four Drow strong,found itself at Casterly as a group of adventurers sought out a mountain trail to the south. Curious they decided to follow.
Further ahead a lone figure trailed 2 surviving elves as they entered White Harbour seeking sanctuary; It was not to be. There the elves made contact with an elf trader, expecting a safe respite. However the lone figure made his way to the harbour and a trading ship and made his report. 'Two survivors fresh from Karthy have arrived, though they have left that which we seek at an Inn behind them. The ship's captain replied calmly 'Then we must obtain their room key, see to it, I will wait here.'
The elves were no strangers to troubled times and were well prepared, camping atop a small hill, and yet two fell most probably before they knew who hunted them, the third hid a treasure where he lay dying. The assassins lifted the key they sought and set off to find the Inn, and their prize.
Enter into this confusion a group of adventurers intent upon disrupting such skullduggery; Having met and revealed to the imp something of their intent, they brushed the servant aside, and made for the elves last stand intending to return some of their property they had gathered at an Inn in Mandar.
The Drow scouts had a different plan and set about the party with illusion magic that laid the party low..and only a stout Dwarven rear guard prevented the dispatch of the fallen. The adventurers recovered the elven reamins and escaped to White Harbour. The main Drow force lay in wait to the north for the adventurers that would never come.
Escaping on a ship the adventurers set sail for Port Hampshire, distrustful of the crew, and rightly so, they placed a guard and refused foood.And so it was they arrived safely and handed over the elven goods to the town authorities.
//OOC sorry for any technical difficulties that beset this game at one point. Should any of the players wish to take further action between adventures, or any other feedback just PM me