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Session #119 – Impenetrable Vault Makes You Sleepy

On the 23rd day of Angel, the party decide to escort Grubbycheek to the dwarven city of Hammerstone by way of Slateholm rather than going back over the mountain pass. The mountains seemed particularly dangerous in light of attacks by a dragon and roc. They concluded travel over trade roads would be safer. They spent … “Session #119 – Impenetrable Vault Makes You Sleepy”

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Session #118 – A Roc Stole My Dragon

After running out of the catacombs filled with blackened bones, the exhausted raiders rested briefly before heading home. They caught up with Jerker and Chad at the ruined tower. The next day, they all walked back to the homestead. There, they relaxed for a month before making another trip to the Doukreg. Meanwhile, the large … “Session #118 – A Roc Stole My Dragon”

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Session #117 – Blackened Bones in a Dwarven Ossuary

When they woke in the morning of the 9th, Jerker and Chad made ready to return to the homestead to fetch a wagon and Ferris. The former was meant for conveying gold ore, the latter to aid in what might be a tricky task of breaking into an ancient dwarven vault. Meanwhile, there was some … “Session #117 – Blackened Bones in a Dwarven Ossuary”

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Session #116 – Mole Men and a Dwarf Named Grubbycheek

Two weeks after sending the ghost of Olofaren to his rest, several of the Raiders sat around the table in the parlor. Tienarth and Ferris discussed the many potions produced over the previous months, and some were handed out. Tienarth lamented two failed attempts at creating a new wand. He shared his desire to raise … “Session #116 – Mole Men and a Dwarf Named Grubbycheek”

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Session #115 – The Ghost of Olofaren, Elven Artist and Lover

After returning from Doukreg, the raiders spent an extended rest at the homestead near St. Orlan. Soon after returning, the Red Jacket Rangers swept into the province around St. Orlan, taking food and horses at will. No repayment could be expected for this, although notes were issued for items taken in some cases. A few … “Session #115 – The Ghost of Olofaren, Elven Artist and Lover”

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Session #114 – Giant Half-Orc Loses Helmet

Just as Aderian made to empty his boots of water, they turned to the sound of splashing water as a waterlogged zombie crawled out. To its shriveled flesh clung a ragged loincloth and three giant leaches, long dead. “Turn back ye raiders of the forgotten shrine!” it croaked. “The savior was never meant to return. … “Session #114 – Giant Half-Orc Loses Helmet”

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Session #113 – Behind the Door of the Doukreg Shrine

Exhausted from the long campaign in Tosasth in the springtime, Tienarth’s Raiders were determined to relax over the warmer months. During this time, a few events in the area were noted along with some achievements from Tienarth himself. After weeks of study, the old elf worked at enchanting a dragonhide shield for Jerker using the … “Session #113 – Behind the Door of the Doukreg Shrine”

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Malcolmsfort #26 – Dragon’s Lair

Having searched the throne room, Novak lead the party onward where they immediately came upon a room and a horrible sight. A savage knelt over bound captives along with a menagerie of ghoulish foodstuffs. Various body parts of animals, monsters and men were in different states of consumption, and one of the savages added to … “Malcolmsfort #26 – Dragon’s Lair”

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Malcolmsfort #25 – Alas, Poor Yarick!

Meanwhile, at the home of the two witches, Queenie was pulled back from the brink of death due to their magic. She needed to rest. Novak and the dwarf attended to the body of Brian, Novak’s deceased hireling. The dwarf spoke a few words over the grave. The priest offered fine wine. Novak remained silent. … “Malcolmsfort #25 – Alas, Poor Yarick!”

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Malcolmsfort #24 – Ogre Balls

Slateholm They rested a week in Slateholm, waiting on Benabil to evaluate their loot. Novak spent heavily on drink. He and his two hirelings sampled many of the taverns. He heard something about elves causing trouble for halflings but couldn’t remember the context when he woke up the next day. The priest retreated to Abramsh’s … “Malcolmsfort #24 – Ogre Balls”

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