THE AMULET APPEARS TO BELGOS IN DREAMS…..
The Drow ranger, Belgos, stares through the darkness, a darkness where even his eyes cannot see. A faint light appears. There is a table, and on the table, a soft whispering glow. On the table, a small strongbox, lying open and there, like a deep sea, an abyss of shimmering blue-green, is an arrowhead shaped amulet. All his surroundings shuffle into a haze. His normally keen senses blur with the intoxicating presence of the jewel. Nothing but the amulet remains. It evokes in him a resonance- a longing for glory and the honor of heroes. He steels his heart, forgets every past transgression, and is filled with clarity of purpose. On the edge of reality, Belgos desires to take the amulet his guide. The amulet draws him nearer, as if opening a door to his hidden soul. The marvelous stone draws him nearer, as if loosed from an unerring bow, aimed for his breast. Some have failed to hear my call, it seems to whisper. The danger of the task evokes a sudden panic. His companions? Where are they?, his thoughts screams. Do not fail them, the amulet warns. Quickly now! Embrace your destiny! Attune to the amulet and escape this place! Doubt and fear strike him in the heart, yet Belgos reaches for it….
…what companions can accompany him to places of such perilous evil? Shall I tell them of this dream?
Belgos sees a stirring in the undergrowth, and a silhouette of a scrawny creature…
..the party is ambushed at the mountain pass by a band of shifty kobolds
the thrown hammer of the Dwarf obliterates the head of the first kobold critical hit
Belgos is overwhelmed by two drakes zero HP
Brought back to consciousness by the Eladrin Cleric
the Human Paladin cannot escape the tendrils of the kobold glue
The trap is released- ineffective- gobbles a kobold minion
The kobolds flee and the trap master is captured, interogated