Just finished session two of Red Hand of Doom; the party neatly cleaned out Vraath Keep and have found Wyrmlord Koth's map. (If he'd just kept running for the door instead of pausing one round to blast 'em with a lightning bolt, he could have called the warg riders to the fight and used his fly scroll to escape, as was his plan. Alas for sorcerous hubris!)
In the process they fought a six-headed hydra and a manticore, and hooked up with a redneck NPC ranger who's tromping around the Witchwood with them. A good time was had by all.
Best quote of the night goes to hantamouse: "Don't say the D-word!" (Meaning 'dragon'.)