Collection of clankered up session notes from our humble DnD playgroup....
I was born far from Ostbrook, far from Rubury, and far from the road that now ends before me. My people are called the Veyrathi , though I doubt that name means anything here. Perhaps it is better that way. Forgotten things are harder to kill, and my tribe has survived for a long time by being both disciplined and difficult to find. Among the Veyrathi , the body is the first spellbook. Before I…
Geoffrey led us back through the forest on a path none of us recognized. Fine by me — I've learned to trust the little gnome's instincts when it comes to trees and dirt. Less fine: the bones hanging from the branches. Geoffrey figured lizardfolk. I knew better and didn't feel like explaining how. When we heard something ahead, I did what I do and went to check it out. Treetops. Quiet. Quick. What…
Well, we made it back to the village in one piece. Gail was waiting for us at the tavern with an envelope containing a Walknut. Not sure what cosmic force decided we needed more mysterious objects in our lives, but here we are. After what I'd generously call a " good night's rest " - though Uthai's snoring would suggest otherwise - we headed to Worlis with our golciorne pieces. All ten of them. He…
What a day. Uthai's condition is getting stranger. Volga tried to cure that infernal itching on his back, but her magic did nothing - if anything, it made things worse. Now he can't read words anymore, but apparently he can learn anything he eats. We tested it with a copy of the treasure map, and sure enough, he knew every detail. I don't know whether to be impressed or deeply concerned. Speaking…
As we reached the village, we found Aila or rather, she found us. Lives alone in a hut in the woods, left the village behind. Says the Children of the Forest told her we're the cause of these damned nightmares everyone's having. Fantastic. Just what I wanted to hear. She asked Chin Chin to lead us to some cave from his dreams. The problem was, he couldn't remember a thing. Led us to the redcap…
After leaving the tunnels behind, we headed toward a hill on the far side of the region. Chin Chin, our sorcerer with an unfortunate sense for “ cozy places ,” found us a quiet glade to spend the night. It wasn’t the worst campsite we’ve had. That honor still belongs to Utai’s idea of “ sleeping inside a hollow log because it’s nature’s bed. ” We set up watches—two hours each: Utai first, then me,…
When we crossed the border into the scattered villages beyond the frontier, I could feel it immediately—lawlessness hanging in the air, the kind where people watch you from behind shutters and don’t wave back. Perfect place for trouble. And profit. Rubury was the first real settlement we found: barely a hundred houses, but boasting an inn, a priest, Serelle’s general store, a mage, an herbalist,…