DnD Stuff: Adventure Log: "Being an Account of Our Travels and Encounters along the Way to the Goldfields"

Today, we started our first adventure in the new Dragonlance campaign. We had a good time, though Luis was a bit crazy. However, I think that Tycho was using a bit too much deus ex machina in the adventure (not in any important way, just saying when somebody does something a little crazy(Luis in particular) "You're frozen by a 20th level wizard."

Willius's Log

Day 1

Today, I greeted my new mercanaries and told them the task that was facing us: To locate the prospectors who had vanished into a cave in the northern Goldfields. They seemed an alright crew, though somewhat strangely mixed: A kender "handler", a dwarven war-maiden, a human sorceror with a fondness for alchohol and a strange druid with an unearthly air to him.
My father was pleased with the quality of the mercenaries, though he did insist on making one of his "practical jokes" on the sorceror, who's name eludes me at the moment. We then set down to a lovely banquet, though I am afraid that the sorceror had a little too much to drink. At one point, he was chatting up one of the balustrades.

Day 2

We set off for the goldfields early in the morning, during Morningwatch, and traveled nearly 60 miles to the town of Northgold. There we switched our carriage for a couple of horses, traveling along the Gond river.
Just after Highwatch, we were assaulted by a group of approximately 5 minotaurs, in militaristic uniforms I have never seen before. Thanks to the kender, we were able to quickly react, and slay the minotaurs. Unfortunately, we were unable to capture any in the quick struggle that saw the minotaurs fight to the death as if possessed. Strange to see minotaurs so far from the sea.
At Darkwatch, we made camp for the night.

Day 3

This morning, we were assaulted by an ogre that I recognized from reports by goldminers. Apparently the beast had been raiding the gold encampments in the fields. Thanks to the quick spell work of the nameless sorceror, we were able to prevent the beast from being a threat to Whitehill again.
We later arrived at the cavern where the propectors had vanished. Just inside the cave mouth was a pair of skeletal two-headed monstrosities. The necromantic creatures were guided by a black-robed figure who vanished just before the first blow struck one of the skeletons. The skeletons were dangerous combatants, but ultimately their mindlessness and slowness allowed us to carry the day.
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