04 - 4/16

With the Hobgoblin scouts taken care of and with the aid of Treya and Glin, the party set off towards the ruins of Whiteridge. Upon approach, the group struggled to maintain a stealthy approach and it appeared a band of kobolds had spotted them. After attempting to parlay with the kobolds, the group learned they served someone who was not about to negotiate with them. The kobolds clamored on the rooftop and shot down at the group, but proved no match for the party. One of them was captured while running away, a smol kobold named Jarrdreg. He begged for his life and told the group everything he knew and was allowed to join them as long as they didn’t hurt his pal Jibbo. The remaining lizards fled to the mountain where a large landslide had revealed a hidden entrance to what appeared an ancient dwarven hold.   Inside the kobolds had set up defenses and harrowed the party with sticks and even some spells, but the party and new followers eventually overcame them. With Jerrys convincing, the cowering Jibbo also joined the group and both hopped on Vals shoulder and proceeded to stab their previous companions from their new battle-valerie.This room was a bit curious, there was an ornate set of doors on the ground covered in intricate clockwork mechanisms along with a gigantic gear that appeared to go through the wall   The group ventured left into a room filled with fungus, rushing water from the upper level as well as some shocking lizards. The kobolds had retreated here and fought back, dealing a few wounds to the group but failing to take any down. The remaining defeated kobolds retreated and the party ventured north to another room. Deciding to catch a quick breather before confronting whoever was leading the kobolds, the group settled in. The new companions slept on dirty sacks while the rest of the group tried to make themselves comfortable on old crates.