Still in Riverton, the party continued to do small things like shop and such. Nuati swept through the market, looking once more for valuables to buy, sell, or trade. He passed up a large quantity of owlbear parts however, not wanting to risk his money on something he was unfamiliar with.
The Cleric and Gil went together to buy an expensive set of +2 full plate. Riverton had no Masterwork or +1 full plate, only very expensive +2. So spending all his money, Gorin bought, with the help of Gil, the armor and gave it to his Paladin friend. In return, the Paladin handed the Dwarf his own +1 full plate. This all added up to mean that both the Cleric and Paladin gained in armor protection.
Finally, the fifth day in Riverton arrived and Dimitri’s sword was finished. He gathered his new toy and the group departed, heading for the Capital. The road was well laid out and guarded, with several inns and rest stops along the way. This was for the best, as a storm hit on the second day out of Riverton.
Having elected (and paid!) to travel in a 40+ wagon caravan, the group voted with the majority and the caravan continued through the bad weather. Of course, in the midst of the blowing snow and cold, the caravan was attacked all along its line by a pack of Winter Wolves. They attacked in concert from one side of the road, attempting to panic the group and drive individuals and horses away from the road and their allies. This worked on the Halfling, whose pony panicked and ran blindly from the blindly caravan blindly into a waiting Frost Giant, blindly. Who had been waiting for this exact situation? The Frost Giants, that’s who. (English, mudda fugga! Learn da bitch!)
The party struggled, but managed to removed the threat of nearby Winter Wolves. Dimitri charged around at anything he could see while the Wizard lobbed globs of fire at the monsters. With the Wolves downed, the group focused its attention on the Giant, who had squashed poor, poor Eddy the Pony. Dimitri led the charge against the blue-skinned evil Gargantua, which was a rough fight as the big bastard clubbed the Paladin multiple times with his, um…was it an axe?…before the Basic Six put the Giant down.
While his friends fought their nearby foes, Gil and Morgwais rode up the column, aiming to defend other caravan merchants and wagons who might not be so prepared as his companions.
After defeating the band of monsters, the group looted their defeated Giant and the party found a skilled outdoorsman to assist them in skinning the Winter Wolves, gathering their pelts. The remainder of the evening was spent repairing and reorganising the caravan following the chaos of battle.