Novak and his companions took the bound wildmen across the river where a crowd quickly gathered. Villagers gawked that the once-mythical men of the woods. Soon, guardsmen arrived and the wildmen were handed over. A wizard of an eastern race approached and inquired about the jeweled blowgun Novak took from the chief. He offered to … “Malcolmsfort #3 – Bad Bees”
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Session #52 – Rashness and the Wrath of Wraiths
A few weeks after chasing away the vampire Ebahi, and well-rested in St. Orlan, they woke one morning to loud rapping on the door of their inn room. A youth in the robe of an apprentice scholar explained belligerently that they ought to come down to the common area promptly to meet the great sage … “Session #52 – Rashness and the Wrath of Wraiths”
Malcolmsfort #2 – Halfling Sheep Stealers
Novak pushed his way through the crowded main thoroughfare of Slateholm. After a walk of several days along dusty mountain roads, his first stop was not refreshment but the armorer. He counted out many coins for the commission of a suit of plate armor, trading his worn chainmail for a great helmet with bat wings … “Malcolmsfort #2 – Halfling Sheep Stealers”
Malcolmsfort #1 – Battle in the Tower
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”
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”