Session #111 – Attention! Molokotu approaches Doukreg! Escape or Find Shelter!

On the 8th day of the 5th Month, that one called Bear, they woke well-rested and satisfied having destroyed both a devil and a golem. While discussing plans, Ferris offered that he would return home to deliver word to Stoyk, the young paladin that he ought to come to Tosasth. His particular abilities would be … “Session #111 – Attention! Molokotu approaches Doukreg! Escape or Find Shelter!”

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Session #110 – Demolishing a Devil and Ganking a Golem

On the 6th day of the Bear, they rose to a sunny day in Tosasth within the Ebril Estate. After a quick breakfast, they headed for Nimue’s tower. They met no undead in the streets. Ferris crept into the tower while the rest of them stood in the central square, sharing slugs of brandy. Jerker, … “Session #110 – Demolishing a Devil and Ganking a Golem”

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Invisible Crowns Are Mere Figments

The following missive was recovered among loose papers in Ebril Estate when Tienarth’s Raiders spent a night there early in the month of Bear in the year 5545. Written in elvish from a time when the city thrived, it seems to assume context about current events that obscure the precise meaning of the author. Let … “Invisible Crowns Are Mere Figments”

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Session #109 – Recruiting New Troops and Scooping Some Loot

On the 16th day of the month of Angels, the party rode to Slateholm in search of retainers. They visited several taverns to spread the word and settled at the Dancing Toad to receive applicants. Longstream handed over a dried up cake he’d carried around for most of a year, one he’d been given at … “Session #109 – Recruiting New Troops and Scooping Some Loot”

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Session #108 – The Despair and Retirement of Ghevont the Cleric

Ghevont and Jerker found the hidden door that led to Dimfaldir, and then they marched on to Kegh Buldohr where they found Dayhve the Fishmonger, uncle of Raffi and Riffle. Riffle happened to be present with Longstream to hear the sad news of Raffi’s death. After delivering the body and their condolences, the cleric and … “Session #108 – The Despair and Retirement of Ghevont the Cleric”

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Session #107 – Assault on the Residence of Celaena Wysaphyra

Aderian and Jerker, weary from battle and the effort to repair the breach in the wall made by the fleeing gnolls, shuffled through the door of the manor and flopped down on ancient sofas. They smelled of old horse hair and more recent gnoll musk, but the combination of exhaustion and the dwindling daylight made … “Session #107 – Assault on the Residence of Celaena Wysaphyra”

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Session #106 – The Mountain Manor of Elab Jarr

On 21st day of the month of Angel, Anauk, priest at the temple of St. Orlan asked Stoyk to deliver a letter to Father Lionel in Milltown. Along with him came Tenren and Ganna, the elven druid. Having no horses, they walked down to Slateholm where they stayed for a night and then walked another … “Session #106 – The Mountain Manor of Elab Jarr”

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Session #105 – Kick Down the Door

It was now the afternoon of the 27th day of the 3rd month. Tienarth’s Raiders had destroyed three gnoll encampments. One of them Tienarth destroyed on his own with a wall of fire. They debated immediate action versus resting to regain strength and health. Aderian wondered if they might drive the undead towards the fourth … “Session #105 – Kick Down the Door”

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Session #104 – Gnoll Assault

For five days, Ferris made scouting trips into Tosasth under an invisibility spell, returning a few hours after dark. He was able to determine that gnolls indeed occupied three camps blocking the ancient roads. Each camp consisted of twenty gnolls plus a priest and a captain. The majority slept through the day and rose at … “Session #104 – Gnoll Assault”

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Session #103 – Bring Me the Bitch, He Said

When they woke up on the 17th day of Dawn, they found a soft dusting of snow over the Jonamor Homestead, a rare but not unknown event for winter near St. Orlan. Unlike years past, though the snow did not relent and soon several feet covered everything. It was the beginning of a particularly cold … “Session #103 – Bring Me the Bitch, He Said”

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