It could have worked and maybe even should have worked, but the gods are all motherless bastards and it wasn’t meant to be. Ah well, live and learn. I sighed as I walked about the castle grounds. Well, it was a long shot to be sure. But what to do now.
As I thought and thought, there came a cry of murder and I went to investigate with the rest of the crew. Imagine my surprise to discover a real mystery. People being ripped apart in total silence at dawn! That is cool – creepy – but cool. But how? So we do the smart thing and set a trap. Cool… I like traps, especially ones we set. Sure enough, down come the stupid creatures and set it off. WOW look at that arrow fly. Nowhere near the fight mind you but look at it go! Stupid murderers. Now where did they go?!? Crap, we’ve lost them. Back to the castle to get Mikmak and he just strolls in and says ‘duhhhh, trail there.’ Then he takes us to their cave and in we go. What a battle! What a fight! Scarlet buys it large, not as bad as my demise but rough, before we finish them off. And as I come out of the wet, dirty, muddy cavern complex of the old dawn temple, I have a nagging sensation that there is something that I am missing, something important. But the mood is somber as Scarlet is carried back to the castle and I cannot quite identify what is bothering me. I sense a solution to a problem, but what problem?
Next day, after the announcement of the decision to do to Restov to get Scarlet brought back from the dead, a casual offhand remark starts the cascade of thoughts and plans.
“I hope that Dawn-Sister Scarlet comes back to us. She’s the only one keeping the giant in check.’
OF COURSE – THE GIANT! I get it now! Giants are dumb it’s true, but there is one thing they are even more – CLUMSY!! And just like that, a plan takes form.
A quick ride north procures the single magical ingredient that I need with a stop at Oleg’s to pick up a couple of innocuous items – rope, and a large pick and shovel, a broom and a small saw and a 10’ pole, a large mallet and several wooden stakes- and I am good to go again.
After several hours of searching I finally unearth the old path that leads to the edge of the cliff to the inset temple. Several more hours of cleaning and digging reveal the old stone path the ends abruptly at the jagged cliff edge. Next morning before dawn i am back at it! Using the pick and shovel as well as a stolen iron bar, i spend the entire day diggin up the final 4 stones that make up the ancient pathway leading to the cliff. They are large, square slabs several inches thick but with some quickly gathered branches and small logs, and extremely hard work I am able to lever them up out of their original resting places.
Now for the hard work.
I tie myself to a nearby tree to prevent any accidents and start undermining the steps with my pick. All of the dirt is carefully put into bags and brought back to the castle using my horse and a cart. I dig out the earth and slowly create a ramp leading down to the cliff. Over the next 2 days I work like a fiend to create a slope and then using the mallet I drive the steaks into the walls of my slope so that the weight of the walk stones is supported, barely, by the stakes. I could never have done this before as an elf, but my understanding of stone and earth from this new dwarven form is amazing. The stone cunning of dwarves is great indeed!
The morning of the 4th day is upon us and the plan unfolds. I awake early and race off to the cliff edge. I again tie myself to the tree and then anoint the 10×10 section of the path with the salve of slipperiness I acquired from the alchemist. I then return to the castle and at dawn – I love the irony – I wake the giant and beg his assistance moving some heavy crates and bags of goods from the town to the NEW TEMPLE that we found near the water. I ask him to tie the bags of goods (bags of sand from my excavation) and to carry a large crate waiting just outside of the castle (more bags filled with sand) to the site new temple with me. I take my pole and lead the way.
Here it is … the moment of truth. I position the giant in front of me as we near the end and when he starts to step onto the fateful section, i ‘trip’ and plant the headless long spear into his back to help him along … have a nice trip, see you next fall