Days before the events of the last session… The Raven Guard A tall, muscular human in dark armor breaks through the brush in the Dankwood and finds himself before the looming cliffs of Stonegarden. Driven by something he doesn’t quite understand, the warrior approaches the mountain path with grim determination. Torben, as he is known,Continue reading “Session 48: Braving the Depths of the Undermountain”
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Session 47: Entry into Stonegarden
The biting wind of fall in the Ravenlands gnawed at the travellers as they began their ascent. The path to Stonegarden, stronghold of the Canide dwarves, was a treacherous ribbon clinging to an almost vertical mountainside. Parapets and cleverly disguised mobile masonry jutted from the rock, and the party felt the keen, appraising eyes ofContinue reading “Session 47: Entry into Stonegarden”
Session 46: Back on the Trail
The sickly sweet taste clung to Lucia’s tongue, a forbidden pleasure laced with the metallic tang of corruption. The ancient tree’s sap pulsed with a dark energy as she drank, a secret indulgence that both thrilled and chilled her. With a furtive glance around the shadowed glade, she filled her wineskin, the viscous liquid sloshingContinue reading “Session 46: Back on the Trail”
Session 41-45: Doom Comes to Knightcross
Despite the unsettling vision of Sageblood in the night, Sturmburg and the party rest peacefully, albeit deeply, because of the incense, and awake with heavy drowsiness. Before leaving the tavern, Kristov notes that Sageblood looks unnervingly hale — even compared to the night before. Meanwhile, the air hung heavy with the scent of incense, andContinue reading “Session 41-45: Doom Comes to Knightcross”
Session 40: Knightcross Village
The dust kicked up by their weary trek settled as the party approached Knightcross village. Sunlight glinted off the polished breastplates of the guards flanking the imposing wooden gates. Kristov, the wizened peddler at the head of the group, forced a smile, his weathered face etched with worry. “Welcome travelers,” boomed the guard captain, aContinue reading “Session 40: Knightcross Village”
Forbidden Lands Session One
The trio of travelers pushed on through the listless plains of Margelda, trying to find their way to the Village of Werk. They had heard rumors of treasure nearby, and only the townsfolk there would know what tales were true, and which were false. Two longtime comrades, Brock the Half-Elf, and Kristov the Peddler, hadContinue reading “Forbidden Lands Session One”
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