However I read a nice AAR the other day and also a comment that suggested the first scenario (the one I had played) was perhaps not the easiest to start with so I figured I'd give it another go...
The door of the inn opened slowly and a florid but fearful looking face peered around the room, before settling on the four travellers huddled in the corner, trying to make sure their drinks lasted as long as possible. The florid face, attached to a rotund body in clothes that had seen better days, made its way slowly across to the corner.
"Excuse me, gentlemen..." the man began
"Bugger off!" a gruff voice came from deep within a luxuriant beard.
The nervous man flushed
"So sorry gentlemen, only I understood you might be interested in some work" he squeaked. Then turned on his heel and hurried back toward the door.
As he reached for the handle a voice from below his mid-riff piped up.
"Don't mind him - no manners, Dwarfs. Now, how about you buy four beers and tell us all abut this job..?"
And so the small travelling band of adventurers found themselves an the edge of a small clearing peering from behind the bushes at an Orc and goblin camp.
Spotting a lone goblin isolated from his fellows and near their hiding place they began their attack.
Thrung the Dwarf launched himself at the evil greenskin.
Meanwhile Zank Frappa the wizard called upon the power of magic to rain fiery death on the Orc leaders. The ball of flame missed.
Thrung hacked the goblin to the ground and Norbin Wensleydale the halfling swooped in to empty the creature's purse, cackling as he found a handful of silver coin.
The Orcs and goblins were now aware of the attack and began to close on the adventurers.
Dilberry Silverfronds fumbled with his bowstring and to his horror a small gang of goblins stumbled back in to the camp.
One of the creatures ran forward to attack the wizard.
Fortunately Frappa made short work of the creature with his sickle and then unleashed fiery death on its fellows, incinerating them all.
The Orcs were closing fast and as Dilberry once again shot wide it was down to Thrung to help the elf out.
Goblin archers too were approaching fast and would soon have the party in range of their wicked bows.
Summoning his arcane power again the wizard unleashed another fiery sphere and once more immolated the goblins.
However the noise attracted another goblin who ran from the cover of rocks to attack the wizard.
Wensleydale, ignoring the assault, rifled through the other dead goblin's filthy rags.
After parrying several blows Thrung eventually chopped the Orc to the ground.
Dilberry finally found his range and the remaining Orc succumbed to his archery.
With that the courage drained from the remaining greenskins and they fled from the clearing.
Leaving Wensleydale to go through the pockets of the corpses and help himself to a lockpick set he found under one of the rocks.
"Well, that should net us a tidy profit" Wensleydale grinned as he sauntered back to his fellows.
"10 silver for each dead goblin and twenty for an Orc - that's a few beers each and a nice comfy bed for the night. Maybe enough left over for some archery lessons for you too Dibly"
The elf stiffened "My name is Dilber..." he began but he trailed off as the Wizard let out a loud moan.
"Goblin wound, probably poisoned" muttered Thrung looking up from sharpening his axe blade.
"Just as well I know the whereabouts of a healer then, innit?" said the halfling "Come on then, lets claim our reward and get old Frappa here on the mend"
That was a very jolly way to pass an hour or so. Lots of looking stuff up at first, but all pretty straightforward once it got going.
A few hairy moments for the party, but the event cards were kinder than last time - and fireball makes very short work of minions!
Sounds like a fun game.
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