The next day the adventurer’s set out from town towards the ruins. They followed a narrow old road, long overgrown from disuse that led out across farm fields and into the woods that surrounded the town. After several long uneventful hours of hiking along the rough, uneven road, they encountered an elvish ranger who introduced himself as Kiel Aerdeth, one of the local rangers. He explained that he’s been busy tracking orc and goblin raiding parties in an effort to keep tabs on their activities. He also warned that several groups of raiders had been spotted along the road and suggested the adventurers stay on their toes. Sure enough, soon after he left, the party encountered a small group of five goblin raiders. Both parties were caught by surprise. Thanks to Kiel’s warning, the adventurer’s quickly recovered and reacted first. They let loose a hail of bolts and arrows striking down all the goblins save one in the first round. The last goblin received a mere crossbow bolt through the arm but this was enough to send him fleeing off into the woods. The adventurers put up a short chase but soon lost the goblin in the thick underbrush and decided to celebrate their first victory together instead. After scaring away all the local wildlife with loud hurrah-ing, the adventurer’s continued on their way, without the knowledge that a sinister plot was being put into action against them farther along the road.
The lone goblin that had gotten away had managed to find some of his tougher orc buddies and as a group they decided to set up an ambush for the PC’s farther along the road. Despite their efforts, the orcs’ hasty ambush was noticed by Dimitri, a keen eared ranger and Carlos, the vigilant dwarf fighter. The pair immediately attacked the orcs with bow and sword, Dimitri felling one orc with an arrow between the eyes. The other three adventurers were still caught by surprise but the orcs, now on the defensive, were unable to capitalize on their ambush. Despite killing one orc and rendering the ambush a failure, the two warriors lacked the momentum to finish the orcs off. Neither side could effectively hit each other in the dense woods until an unlucky blow from an orcish falchion deeply wounded Carlos putting his life in severe danger. Locked in close combat with an orcish brute, no one was able to come to his aid. FInally, Ari’elis the mage came to her senses and realized what was going on, reacting with a flash of arcane energy unheard of for a mage of her caliber. Five glowing missiles streaked from her finger tips and into the woods, twisting and weaving through all obstacles to strike true against their targets. The first to be hit was the orc fighting Carlos. The dwarf watched as two balls of force slammed into the orc’s body, killing him before he even hit the ground. Another two stuck the second orc, and arcane energy blasted the life from his body. The goblin that had previously run away had been hiding behind the orcs during the whole battle but with them now dead he again began to consider the thought of fleeing. This idea entered his head for no longer than a second before the last magic missile followed and put and end to such cowardly thoughts. As the final enemy was defeated the adventurers breathed a sigh of relief and began the usual post battle routine. Carlos’ wounds were treated and the bodies of the orcs and goblin were looted for equipment and treasure. This particular group of orcs must have slain an unfortunate traveling aristocrat because they found a small box filled with platinum pieces strapped to the belt of one of the orcs. Between the orcs and the goblins fought earlier, they were also able to find several hundred silver pieces in small change, probably stolen from helpless farmers and commoners. Afterwards, the group decided to sit down and take a short break to catch their breath, a short respite before facing the next dangers awaiting them on their quest…
After the battle, Ari’elis was never able to explain how she was able to let lose such a powerful spell at her level. She says it was just an instinctive emotional reaction and it was unplanned. Some scholars suggest this was sign of latent natural sorcerous talent while others simply say it was a sign of her abilities to come. One mage hypothesized that it was just the result of a chance alignment of arcane energy. Whatever the reason, all in all, scholars everywhere agree that it was a fluke in the mysterious arcane weave of the universe and will probably never happen again.
Nobody ever suspected it was because the DM screwed up and misread the rules.