Sunlight scattered over Novak’s chainmail as he stood in a crowd listening to the mayor of whatever town this was explain something about a tower and magical lights. At the moment, he couldn’t quite remember how he’d ended up in this village with mountains stretching up all around it. Straining his dim mind for a … “Malcolmsfort #1 – Battle in the Tower”
Author: Leon
Session #51 – Vampire Vanquished
Spring Festival After a three-month rest in Slateholm, Tienarth’s Raiders were ready for more action. The streets bustled with visitors come to celebrate spring, mostly via imbibing indulging in winter-brewed lagers. It happened that a potion master they’d once met in Morgansfort was once again promoting a drinking contest. A crowd gathered and many put … “Session #51 – Vampire Vanquished”
Session #50 – Loot Relocated
After slaying the goggler butcher, the party cautiously retreated back towards the entrance where they met the pirate Aderian. In the distance, thick rope held the Crimson Disgrace to the pier. Eagerly, Aderian joined the party in further exploration. Monstrous Mural They crept through the right arch to find a room with three doors. A … “Session #50 – Loot Relocated”
Session #49 – Battle Beneath Ghot’s Glare
After a night’s rest, the party resumed a game of debate over next steps. Schemes circled between them like a detritus caught in a sewer drain. Losing patience, Abor announced his intent to scout the village again to know the outcome of the uprising. He leapt over the railing and swam swiftly upstream. Abor’s Report … “Session #49 – Battle Beneath Ghot’s Glare”
Session #48 – Stealing the Ship
Abor pulled a small pouch from one of the dead gogglers and handed it to Ghevont. Inside were marble-sized bits of flesh. Abor explained that googlers sacrifice lizardfolk and extract these parts which which produce an extraordinary intoxication. Declaring the practice abhorrent, Abor snatched the pouch and hurled it into the jungle. The party settled … “Session #48 – Stealing the Ship”
Session #47 – Slaves of the Gogglers
After a few days of rest, the party gathered on the deck of the Crimson Disgrace to consider their next move. Presently, a reed canoe approached from up river. Steering was a lizardman. Another knelt in the boat, holding juvenile. Ferris donned the Crown of Ghot and spoke in a friendly manner. The young family … “Session #47 – Slaves of the Gogglers”
Session #46 – Fleeing Fishmen
The sun shined down at its pinnacle as the group noticed the tide turning, the water rising. Descending the stairs to the north, they turned rightward at the bottom. Presently, they found the base of yet another tower. Beneath inches of rippling water, black goo filled a circular opening in the floor. A few timid … “Session #46 – Fleeing Fishmen”
Session #45 – Cursed Kris
Assessing the Damage The two fallen companions were laid out with care by the party who soon assessed the situation. Each of the survivors felt the sting of oozing cuts. They knew another battle might be their last. Ghevont produced healing salve and waved his magical staff of healing. Strength began to return. Meanwhile, Ferris … “Session #45 – Cursed Kris”
Session #44 – The Death of Galyn
The Paralyzing Gaze of Iron Azrak hopped out of the boat and affixed it by rope to a rock near the bottom of the stairs, as a second boat of pirates rowed close. Among the four pirates was Galyn, recognized by his gaudy reptile headdress. He’d stowed away on the ship. In the distance they … “Session #44 – The Death of Galyn”
Session #43 – By Sea, A Sunken Shrine
Searching in Slateholm Back in Slateholm, their packs lighter after selling loot, Tienarth’s Raiders were uncertain of where to adventure next. They only knew they wanted more wealth and more power. Remembering sights from trips aboard the ships that travel between Slateholm and Morgansfort, they began looking for information about the island fortress seen from … “Session #43 – By Sea, A Sunken Shrine”