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The World:
The world has been in a constant state of flux. Two thousand (or so) of years ago the Dragonborn were the dominate beings. Then Tieflings threatened their rule and a huge war occurred. Both forces were nearly wiped out. A few hundred years later Humans and Dwarves banded together and forged a new world. Then a dark era came as the heavens themselves fought a massive war with the world caught in the middle. All races paid dearly. So here it is, a thousand years later and the world is healing. The wilderness has taken back most of what it lost during the human progression, and wild beasts and monsters are common place. Societies band together and have started spreading out slowly again. Currently tales are resurfacing regarding an ancient Lich by the name of Acererak who almost ended the world in a grand scheme.

The Heroes
Serin Legrange (Sare-en Leh-graynge); Doppleganger, Sorcerer.
After her family was captured by a sect of mis-guided Paladins seeking to purge the land of a vile evil, Serin has since ventured into the world on a mission to discover their fate. Following the trail of Bertrow, a relative of Serin, who she believes may have been responsible for the attack on her home. During a chance meeting, Serin met Adia Il'Yuirwood who was also seeking Bertrow for information regarding her brother's death.

Like all Dopplegangers, Serin possesses the ability to change her form, sex, and voice at-will, fooling those she comes across. Over time this has become quite a useful tool for her party, who have all been made aware of her true nature.

Adia Il'Yuirwood; Elf Ranger:
Adia of the Yuirwood (which is deep in the heart of Aglarond) has lived in quiet solitude amongst her family of close-knit wood elves all her life. Hunting and gathering to survive, Adia and the entire Il'Yuirwood clan have become well known in those parts for being expert survivalists. A year ago, after Adia and her brother, Feriel, had returned home from their bi-annual trip to the Aglarond market for a few basics, they had found their forest dwelling completely abandoned as if their family members had never even existed. The whole clan had seemingly evaporated into thin air. Sinking into intense anger and grief, Feriel spent months hunting and searching for clues as to where his family had gone while Adia remained in the wood fending for herself. Upon returning home after 7 months of fruitless searching, Feriel displayed characteristics of a being possessed. Whether it was due to the intense emotional strain on his body and mind, or due to some supernatural force, Adia could not tell. He no longer slept or ate and he began to conduct strange rituals to gods Adia had never even heard of, attempting to bargain for powers and information far beyond his ken. Highly disturbed by this, Adia begged her brother to stop and tried to coax him back into some semblance of sanity, but it was far too late. After only a few weeks of this behavior, Feriel committed suicide in front of his sister by laying his head in a bear trap. Mortified and overtaken with sadness, Adia buried her brother and left the Yuirwood behind, trying to find a new life for herself and perhaps clues as to what had destroyed her family in the process. During a chance meeting in the city of NewHaven

Adia, much like the wood from which she hails, is a wild, temperamental being with no patience for lies and mind games. She can be rather fussy, outspoken and stubborn at times, feeling the need to express her thoughts and feelings to those she spends her time with. She has been criticized in the past for being too open and honest, but has also been seen as being strangely charismatic for it as well.

Since her return from the town of Odiare, Adia has been struggling with dark desires and hungers.

Errik Loreno; Halfling War Wizard:
A younger member of a well-known, Halfling crime family that were recently forced to disband through the actions of an interferring adventuring party. Driven by a desire to help the world forget the infamous history of the Loreno name, Errik has begun to perform a string of good deeds as he travels. But the fine line between good and evil is not something that Errik can quite understand, and often relies on the opinions of his party to help guide his actions.

During an early adventure deep within a hidden underground chamber, Errik found his mind flooded with an erie sense of Deja Vu. Locating a secret door he could not have possibly known about Errik found himself in possession of an ancient tome with blank pages. While usually being able to discern the magical properties of most items, the book's true nature has eluded the curious Halfling. Since then, Bez, Errik's impish familiar, has emerged from the tome, sparking debate.

In the lake town of Celia's Song Errik met with Cooper and his gang of Kenku who recognized him and his infamous family. While Errik has attempted to show people he is trying to be a better person than that, Cooper has refused to see him as nothing more than a criminal trying to expand his family's territory.

Saryon Swiftfeet: Elf Cleric of Ilmater.:
Saryon was born in Shroudmist Grove, an elven enclave located within the haunted Shroudmist Forest. The Grove was created to protect the gates that make trade between The Feywild and The Middle World possible, and as a haven and refuge for foundlings of all races. A great many races are represented in the Grove from elves to the eladrin, orcs, shifters, some of the goblinoid races, and a smattering of gnomes and changelings who've escaped from the purges in the Feywild. Saryon was a gifted young elf who's god given abilities made him very popular to the others in the grove. One day, he was challenged by an eladrin boy, a boy who Saryon always despised and the sentiment was very much returned. The contest was sent off and they had to "venture" into the haunted forest to retrieve a wooden statue that was hidden in one of 6 possible locations. Before the contest was off, Saryon secretly went into the Eladrin boy's backpack and removed some pints of oil so that he would be forced to give up his search and return home, in defeat. The day went by and after visiting his 3rd cave, Saryon found the treasure and returned victoriously. The eladrin boy, never came back. A search party was sent out and they found him in a cave, mutilated and half eaten by a brown bear after his torch went out and was stuck deep in a dark cave without any oil and took the wrong turn out.

Saryon grew very remorseful by his actions and felt a lot of grief for his actions. He spent his days alone, unable to cope with life with the action he took. One day, a gnome cleric name Wrynn approached Saryon and taught him the ways of Ilmater, teaching to him that perhaps he could atone for his sin by praying to his god and perhaps he will listen to him. And with this, Saryon starting his path being a cleric of Ilmater and consequently took his oath as a Follower of the Unhindered Path. It's been over 35 years and Saryon is now a seasoned cleric who's been to many places, helping where he can.

Saryon is generally the quiet type by but is definitely not shy. He doesn't tend to initiate conversations unless needed and generally appears calm and stoic in most situations. His companions will know that when the going gets though, he's steady and reliable. Highly adaptable and open-minded to situations, Saryon is self-assured in his ability. He is also very inquisitive by nature. Lastly, he is honest and kind by nature he does enjoy listening to a good story, especially those of humorous content.

Saryon has dark blond hair and dark blue eyes, dulled by the grim experiences he's endured in life. He usually dressed in a pale blue and grey tunic and trousers over his armor. He is clearly not fond of robes. He wears an amulet around his neck, with a symbol representing his deity Ilmater. With an engraving of a broken crutch and sunflowers representing that this adorned is a Follower of the Unhindered Path. He is poised in his continual movement and is constantly focused on the environment around him. He rarely speaks in elvish and tends to speak only in common. He will however pray in elvish and when he's using holy spells. Like his deity, Ilmater, Saryon doesn't get angry easily but when he does, he becomes fearsome in battle. He is angered by savage cruelty and those who inflict suffering, particularly upon children, a trait that is clear when the Cleric threw young Grawl into a cockatrice's cage.

Saryon left the party after their encounter with the evil marionette Maligno to get more information regarding Ringmaster Euric's Carnival of Wonders.

Kratash; Dragonborn Warlord:
Kratash was born with red scales, though his father (the tribe's chieftain) was brown and his mother yellow. (i am assuming dragonborn scale colours are a genetic trait) Though he never said anything about it, Kratash's father always remained distant from his bastard son. On the day of Kratash's 15th birthday, when he was supposed to undergo his coming of age ceremony, the chieftain refused to perform the part of the father in the ritual. Realizing that there was no place for him in the village, Kratash set off that night, with only clothes, boots, and a bow for hunting. Kratash joined with Serin and Adia in the city of NewHaven, believing their mission to be a quest of good intent.

Kratash is known for his impatient nature and intense hatred for vile evil. He and Adia have found themselves at opposite ends of arguments regarding how to handle the presence of evil. Kratash favoring it's complete destruction.

Grendmir Akara: Dragonborn Fighter:
Grendmir was friends with three dwarves who started a trading company and had him work as their bodyguard. Lots of fun on the road, without a whole lot of danger to make use of Grendmir as a bodyguard, but just enough to keep him tough. He couldn't think of a better life, until his dwarf buddies, satisfied with their fortunes, went off to settle down and start families. Grendmir realized that the journey had not been everything for them, that they had found something of worth to move on to, and Grendmir had nothing. He set off to basically wander, get work, and hope to find whatever would bring a sense of value to his own life.

With a new quest at hand, tasked with saving the world from an undead demon, Grendmir is wondering if this is the place of value he was looking for. While he has felt warm helping people, he realized he's had to kill more in the last two weeks with these new companions than he had to in the last three years with his dwarf friends. He's unsure if this level of responsibility is his real destiny, whether he's going to fall into the same hole as so many Dragonborn, to live a life for others and be remembered in great stories--if that's all the worth there is to a Dragonborn.

Grendmir has since joined Adia, Serin, Errik, Saryon, and Kratash as they travel from city to city, dealing mighty blows to evil as they pass through.

Notable Supporting Characters:

Bertrow
A doppleganger related to Serin. Disappeared from his family's village shortly before a brigade of paladins descended upon the settlement and captured Serin's kin. Apparently spent time with Adia's brother Feriel shortly before he returned to the thicket and committed suicide. Bertrow is sought after by both Serin, who believes Bertrow was responsible for her family's imprisonment, and by Adia who believes Bertrow may have information about the mystery of Feriel's death. He was discovered being held within an Astrazalian prison, charged with attempted murder. He claims innocence to that and the capture of Serin's family. He believes that a puzzle cube in Lady Shandria's quarters is the key to finding their family again.

Bez:
Errik's imp familiar. A tiny, greenish devil-like being that emerged one day from Errik's ancient tome. Whether the imp spawned directly from the tome, or is simply a manifistation of Errik's growing powers is yet unclear.

Captain Gibbs Stullenpike:
Leader of the town of Stullenpike's rest. A good man with a well meaning nature. Hired the party to rid his town of a nearby Goblin Raider camp.

Stullenpike Senior
Even though he's been dead for 15+ years, it couldn't stop Stullenpike Senior from relaying one last message. Visiting the party one stormy evening while they were within his hometown he intrusted with them information about the power-hungry lich Acererak who was in the midst of returning after hundreds of years of silence.

Grawl
The ten year-old leader of a goblin cult devoted to the Demon Prince Demogorgon. While the history behind this oddity has yet to be revealed it was clear that the child possessed great strength, unholy powers, and a destructive and evil nature. Grawl currently resides in the form of a stone statue, curtosy of Saryon who pushed the child into a cockatrice cage when it was clear he was beyond redemption.

Acererak
A lich defeated hundreds of years ago by a band of adventurers. There is growing fear that he is regaining power and once again has his undead sight upon the world.

Sir Sirius Oathbearer
A servant of Pelor who helped vanquish the evil lich Acererak several hundred years ago and walked away with his life.

Markus Denelian
One of six surviving heroes who vanquished Acererak hundreds of years ago. Died long ago within a hidden chamber deep beneath his isolated tower several weeks north of Bridgeport.

Horus Lightborn
A Deva master of twin blades. Set off in search of a fabled paradise within the Razor Peaks.

Marian Aldarbrush
Eladrin Sorceress who helped defeat Acererak alongside Sirius Oathbearer. Returned to her home of Astrazalian, where she was found encased within a chunk of black ice. When the party made a deal with the lich Ceradwyn to have her released, they were shocked to discover that Alderbrush (though grateful) was not willing to give them tools to face Acererack, believing that such an investment would be unwise until the party proved itself worthy of such a task.

Dwar Steelgrand
A Dwarven Battlerager of legendary bravery and fighting prowess. Helped defeat Acererak. Wherabouts unknown.

S'erikk Akara A Dragonborn Paladin who died from injuries shortly after defeating Acererak. Was taken to his homeland of Drak'nar across the sea. Supposedly an ancestor of Grendmir Akara.

Maligno
A vile and evil puppet brought to life via the corrupted wish of the toymaker Guiseppe. Commanding an army of puppets he has killed off every adult within the small community of Odiare, leaving only the children whom he seems to love and cherish. That charity seems to fade as the child reaches adulthood however, and Maligno quickly reverts to his sadistic methods. While Maligno's army has the ability to switch minds with any adult they ambush, Maligno for some reason cannot. This has driven him even more insane. His only joy each day is performing for the children of the town in a twice-daily puppet show with mandatory attendance. The only adult that Maligno leaves alive and unharmed is Guiseppe, who seems immune to the puppet's mind switch. He also appears to be the only person with the ability to repair Maligno and his Carrionettes. Maligno was last seen being burned to cinders within his own theater, as the ghosts of the slain adults pulled him into the inferno.

Leopold
Once the constable of Odiare, he was transformed into a puppet by one of Maligno's carrionnettes. He managed to escape captivity before Maligno destroyed the others, but was trapped in his puppet body when his real body withered and died without his soul. Leopold assisted the heroes by showing them how to reclaim their stolen bodies.

Ringmaster Euric and Morte
Little is known of these two sole operators of a mysterious carnival that appeared in the middle of the woods. Euric manages while his hunchback assistant Morte handles the physical labor and oversees the attractions. It was Ringmaster Euric's puppet show that brought the heroes to the town of Odiare where they faced the evil marionette Maligno. Euric has hinted that he knows information regarding Adia's father, and has warned her about following in her family's footsteps. Adia assaulted Euric who only seemed to welcome whatever fate she wished upon him. Saryon joined Euric and served as an assistant for what seemed like months until he was dropped off in Astrazalian just in time to meet with the rest of the party. The lich Ceradwyn refered to Euric as "the warden".

Lady Shandria
First Sword of Astrazalian and doubles as the city's elected leader. Was involved with a plot to slay several members of the council of houses when a group of them suddenly claimed lack of faith in Shandria's leadership qualities and planned to vote her out the night of the city's return to the Feywild.

Cooper
A Kenku involved with the criminal dealings of the town of Celia's Song. Respects the Lorreno family, but believes they should respect his turf in return. Cooper's gang of Kenku has been moreso disbanded due to the deaths of several members at the combined hands of the party and a pack of Weights.

Ceradwyn
An Eladrin Lich who has been living within a hidden chamber within the city of Astrazalian for thousands of years. While he seems unconcerned with many matters he seems to be interested in secretly keeping the peace of the city above him. Even then he only seems to involve himself when the direct safety of the city is threatened or his apprentice Lady Alderbrush performs actions that are not to his liking. When the party was turned away by Alderbrush when the asked for her help against Acererack, Ceradwyn lead the party to a drow who's intentions were to destroy the city and allowed them to prove themselves by dealing with it. It is unclear of Ceradwyn would have stepped in at the last minute to save the city if the party had failed. Ceradwyn's access to some of Acererack's secrets question what relation he had to the evil lich.

Leanu
A Vampire and Adia's father.

Nordom
A voice heard briefly during the party's encounters within the Modron dungeon simulator.



Fabio
A Horse.
Of Course.

Locations
Newhaven
A large port city. The heroes met here for the first time.

Westbrooke
Small village built around the ruins of an ancient tower where the mage Markus Denelian once resided. A tribe of Kobolds have set up a lair in the hidden underground complex and remained unnoticed by the humans living above. A massive, ancient dragon skeleton sealed within the forgotten caverns might provide a clue as to why Markus and the Kobolds have all settled here.

Stullenpike's Rest
A small township just a week's travel north of the city of Bridgeport. Captain Gibbs Stullenpike runs this tight-knit and well secured village and seems to only ever take orders from Mrs. Stullenpike. Before Stullenpike Senior died the town was called "The Village of Hope", and was changed by Gibbs out of respect for his father who later commented "You make me sound like an egotistical git!"

Bridgeport
One of the world's largest cities. Built at a fork in the massive Silvertongue river, and a short distance from the sea, the city boasts one of the greater trade markets. The renowned temple of Pelor,. that once stood as a reminder that goodness conquers all, is now currently overrun with undead forces clawing their way up from the catacombs below.

Odiare
A mysterious town populated by children and living puppets.

Astrazalian
A beautiful, gleaming, white towered city that changes locations from the mortal world and the feywild based on the seasons of the year. When the party traveled here they found themselves involved in a plot to destroy the city's defenses so that it would fall to Formorian might once it returned to the Feywild.

Adventure Summaries
Chapter 1: "What big teeth you have"
The party, fresh from their start in the port city of NewHaven, came to their first village after week's of travel. The village of Westbrooke was a quite, walled village built around an old tower of ancient construction. After checking into the local inn for the comfort of an actual bed, the party discovered that two young woman had recently gone missing. Further probing brough the group to believe that a bard, named Bradley, who had been visiting the town had spent a lot of time with the women and possibly lead them on a treasure hunt for lost gold. Adia's first instinct was to investigate the large, vacant tower which was only used by the village as storage. Deep in the tower's basement the party discovered an unused entrance to a hidden underground chamber inhabited by territorial kobolds. Defending themselves from the attacks of the Kobolds and capturing one alive, the party discovered that the missing villagers had found their way into the Kobold lair via the town well and had been captured as intruders and were to be used as a sacrifice to summon a champion that would protect the Kobolds from further invasion. As the party investigated further, they discovered the reason for the Kobolds' interest in this location; an ancient dragon skeleton, making the lair a holy ground for them. Arriving at the summoning room, the party was horrified to see that the Kobolds had succeeded in summoning a creature, but unsuccessful in summoning one they could control. A giant crocodile, with frost covering it's scales, and black shadowy tendrils snaking around it's form, had already devoured several kobolds and poor Bradley. After a close battle the party managed to free the two missing women from their chains and escort them to the surface. Meanwhile, Errik, lead by a feeling as if he'd been here before, took the party through a hidden chamber. There they came across an aging skeletal being within a canopied bed. Surprising Kratash, it sprung to life and whispered "The Devourer is returning" before going lifeless again. Errik, still driven by the sense of Deja Vu, came across an ancient tome of unknown properties. Speaking with the village's leader the party suggested that a peace be had with the Kobolds living below. So long as the Humans no longer invaded their home the Kobolds would keep to themselves. The village agreed and the party traveled southward.

Chapter 2: "Putting Away Your Childish Things"

Traveling south along a long untraveled road, the party finally came to a cross roads. But there they found the remains of a caravan and it's slain occupants. Goblin raiders, in the process of wiping their swords clean and looting, watched the party with menacing glares. A Goblin came forward, and speaking decent common for a goblin, asked the party politely to forget what they had seen and move along their way. This sparked opposing decisions amongst the party as Adia felt that the evil had already been done and a battle now would not only waste valuable time, but possibly endanger them. Saryon, Kratash, and Grendmir however felt greatly opposed to this, believing that letting the goblins go would keep justice from being done, and possibly endanger the lives of other caravans. A battle ultimately took place and the party were victorious. Amongst the remains they found their intervention was a good thing, as they discovered a young woman and her two baby sons awaiting their fate. Escorting the woman to the nearby town of Stullenpike's Rest, the party met with Captain Gibbs Stullenpike who thanked them for their bravery and offered to pay them should they head into the nearby woods to eliminate the goblin threat for good. The party accepted and ventured forth. Not long after the party stumbled across the lair of a pair of cockatrices, legendary lizard birds with the supernatural ability to turn flesh to stone. Dealing with the threat, they found the Goblin lair and began dealing with the troops found there. Deep within the cavern they discovered a large effigy to the Demon Prince Demogorgon. And even further in they were shocked to find that the leader of the Goblins was actually a small boy, no more than ten years old, who wielded great and deadly powers as well as unimaginable strength. Proving that he was as heartless as he was strong, the party had no choice but to incapacitate him. Saryon, growing angered by the boy's constant proclaiming of his vile deeds, threw the boy to a caged Cockatrice, letting the lizard-bird seal the boy's fate in stone. Returning to Stullenpike's Rest the heroes were welcomed, paid, and asked to wear out an oncoming storm in the town inn. During a story of heroism by Captain Stullenpike, the inn was visited by the Captain's father... who had been long since dead. Stullenpike Senior, rotting and wearing the rusted chain mail he had been buried in, informed the party that they had been inadvertently involved in a grave plot surrounding an ancient Lich by the name of Acererak. The Devourer. The world's only hope relied on them traveling to Bridgeport, locating the temple of Pelor, and getting all the information they could regarding the legendary champion Sir Sirius Oathbearer who once was part of the party the first defeated Acererak several hundred years prior. Entrusting the party with a jeweled amulet, he informed them it would prove to the caretakers of Oathbearer that they were worthy of the knowledge. And with that, he nodded and left.

Chapter 3: "Nothing Sacred"

The party made their way south and finished their journey to Bridgeport with no further interruptions. While in town they shopped and sold several items obtained through their travels. Eventually they made their way to the beautiful and magnificent temple of Pelor and met up with a priest named Brother Lumar within the main cathedral. When Lumar seemed unconvinced that Acererak was of any issue, Errik pulled forth the green gemmed amulet given to them by Stullenpike Senior. The moment it was lifted into the air, it glowed bright green and blasted out a wave of dark energy. Immediately the skies darkened and the floor of the cathedral began to crack open, releasing dozens of animated skeletons that began to strike at anything living. Errik immediately began torching the undead beings into non-existence, as Saryon called down the wrath of Ilmater to send the forces straight back to hell. Fleeing with Brother Lumar and as many civilians as possible, the party found that the entire temple had been overrun. Needless to say, Brother Lumar now believed the party's claims about Acererak returning and felt they needed to make their way to Sir Sirius Oathbearer's tomb as soon as possible. Kratash, being ever ready to face evil at any condition, asked to be shown to the tomb immediately. A request that Brother Lumar advised against, but fulfilled none-the-less. Joined by Serin, Kratash ventured into the tomb and found it littered with creatures of hair, fingernails, and bone-dust that were brought to undead life by the necrotic energy within the temple above. While the small ones were easily destroyed by the warlord and his sorcerer friend, the bigger ones were enough to persuade the two of them to return to the surface and try again in the morning once the rest of the party was ready to proceed. Luckily, the next morning, the tomb was oddly quite deserted with the exception of a few of the remaining tiny tomb motes that didn't even attempt to put up a fight. In the final room, the party came across a stone sarcophagus to the fallen cleric, and a stone chair. When Saryon, a cleric of the Pelor favored deity Ilmater, sat within the chair, he was possessed by an echo of Sir Sirius Oathbearer who spoke with the party regarding their dealings with Acererak. He warned them that the lich had, for one reason or another, put his attention on them, and would continue to hound them until they perished or were prepared to face him. Sirius gave the party the names of his other four comrades who had destroyed the Lich hundreds of years ago and lived to tell the tale, as well as clues as to where they could be found. He then presented his host, Saryon, with a holy symbol to Pelor that would protect him from the undead. As they prepared to leave the room, they opened the door and caught a glimpse of a shadowy creature that glared blood red eyes and promptly vanished as it moved toward them, being joined by it's skeletal minions. Returning to the surface after dispatching the undead creatures in their path, the adventurers spoke again with Brother Lumar and informed him of their next destination, the city of Astrazalian far to the south.

Chapter 4 (part 1): "Kratash and Burn"
As they prepared for the long journey ahead of them, they were presented with suitable gear and magic items by Brother Lumar and the Church of Pelor to benefit them. Of these included horses for each member of the party, and a sword and shield that belonged to Brother Lumar's grandfather. The group began mounting, but as they did Adia's horse Fabio made an oddly human sound. "Ooof". Adia's temper quickly rose as Fabio remained quiet despite her demands for him to speak. She even resorted to threatening to brand the horse should he keep his silence but was dissuaded by Fabio's cute, yet horse-like, affections. The party ventured south, and for many weeks nothing hindered them. But when they ventured away from the main road and toward the village of Elkridge they immediately noticed a few things amiss. Firstly the town's homes seemed far too spread out to offer much defense against attacks, and secondly this theory was currently being tested by several winged drakes that were attacking the townsfolk. After rescuing a threatened family the party learned that the town was founded and once lead by a Warlord named Pholos. But when he died his tactical protection of the town died with him and these drake attacks began soon after. As the party discussed option with Mavros, the current leader of the town, a young boy ran to them crying about his father being slain and the creature still there. The party investigated only to find the boy's father unconscious and the drake playing gently with him. Determining that the drake was somehow tame and playful, Kratash attempted to play with it and even mount the creature. The result left Kratash battered and bruised as the drake flopped away in pursuit of a butterfly. The other party members in the mean time came across the corpse of a Dragonborn who had fallen from a great height, and discovered a map of flight paths and a tabard to Zehir on his person. Following the map the party ascended a nearby mountain peak and found a large crater-like valley where giant bits of rock and ruin floated above the ground. Kratash and Grendmir determined this was the remains of a Dragonborn floating city from long long ago. As the party moved towards a seemingly intact floating tower, they were stopped by a phantom Dragonborn who introduced herself as Vrak Tiburcaex. She politely requested that the party turn back and not risk being harmed. While she disapproved of the goals of her current master, Bejik, who is the last remaining heir to her bloodline, she had no choice but to follow his commands. Kratash attempted to lie to the observant Vrak, but eventually settled upon the truth. Vrak made a conscious choice to follow her master's orders exactly as stated and determined that so long as Kratash wear the tabard of Vehir she would allow them to pass.

Chapter 4 (part 2): "The Harder They Fall"
Venturing towards the floating tower the party came across a Dragonborn warrior of the Zehir cult who tried to contend with Kratash over the title of "Worst Liar". A fight erupted as Dragonborn snipers attacked from their hiding positions and a mounted wardrake flew into the fray. When their enemies were downed, the party began to question the two cultist survivors. Kratash and Grendmir's preaching of honorable Dragonborn code caused their cultist to question his ways. Meanwhile, the beautiful and stunning Adia threatened her captive with violent torture and proceeded to prove she meant business by slicing off his scales. The moral questioning dilemma ended when the Dragonborn cultist refused to move another step and Adia obliged him by wrapping a fixed chain around his neck and kicking him off the top of the floating tower. Within the tower the party came across a magical circle (supposedly to keep away the ghostly residents of the valley) surrounding a desk and bookshelves filled with ancient Draconic tomes of their lore and heritage. On the table lay a patent of nobility listing Bejik as one of Vrak's bloodline. However, within a locked chest that was obviously not Kratash proof, the group found a similar patent that lacked Bejik's name. Figuring out the first was a decent forgery, the party made plans to find Vrak and inform her of Bejik's treachery. But as they returned to the area where they first met Vrak they found the stature she emerged from unresponsive, and a trio of mindless spirits attempted to drive them mad. With no luck finding Vrak, the party made their way to the excavation; a 30 foot shaft leading below. Grendmir and Adia lead the party, and inadvertantly set off a poisonous gas trap that knocked the two of them unconscious. The rest, unable to awaken their comrades, set off further down the lantern lit hallway until it opened into a large, underground courtyard. As they entered the courtyard, a black fog enveloped the area putting everyone into complete darkness. A sinister and reptilian voice echoed through "Welcome Losssst Children". When the lights returned, the party found themselves surrounded by Vrak, a Psuedodragon, and the Dragonborn/snakelike abomination Bejik himself, mounted atop one of his trained wardrakes. During the battle, Kratash managed to present Vrak with the two patents, and when Vrak read them she turned and glared at Bejik. Errik conjured a massive fireball that rolled across the debris ridden courtyard and toward the direction of Bejik. Bejik found himself impaled upon Vrak's phantom sword and seared upon the fireball til destroyed. The Pseudodragon vanished and disappeared, and as the wardrak attempted to escape into the air, the playful wardrake from before crashed it's way through the roof of the chamber and brought the fleeing drake down, snapping it's neck between it's teeth. As the playful drake bounded over to "papa" Kratash for celebratory licks, Vrak nodded at Bejik's corpse and faded into the floor. Awakening their comrades and then returning to the surface, Kratash freed their last Dragonborn Cultist prisoner and gave him sound advice about his future. The Cultist asked for one of the ancient daggers the party had found, saying that selling it would help him start a new life. The party climbed back down the mountain, and returned to the village of Elkridge where they were thanked and given access to any of the town's limited resources.

Chapter 5 (part 1) "Dim the Lights
As they prepared to continue toward Astrazalian, Adia found herself alone with her horse Fabio. Fabio began to speak in the common tongue which nearly snapped the Elf's already fragile mind. Once she calmed down, and Saryon began to approach from all the racket, Fabio quickly told her he would give her more information later, but would not speak around the others. As the party adventured forth they entered a dense forest that stood between them and their destination. Camping for the first night the party set up watches and Adia positioned herself far from the main group feeling somewhat isolated and hurt that the others were beginning to question her sanity. As Saryon kept an eye on things during the second watch, the odd sound of organ music, as if from a circus, began to resonate through the woods. Adia, mid trance, suddenly felt and heard the voice of her mother calling out for her. Startled awake she saw that the others were already moving about trying to learn more about the odd music.

Grendmir moved up ahead, and discovered that a small carnival of tents and wagons had been set up not far from their camp. A perimeter of lights made the place glow brightly and everything seemed in good repair, but not a soul was in sight. As the party moved closer they noticed a wooden booth on the perimeter with a loop of tickets, a wooden bowl, and a sign that read "Welcome to Ringmaster Euric's Carnival of Wonders. 1 Gold per attraction". Adia seemed delighted with this new concept and deposited 5 gold and took her tickets. Kratash decided to try this place as well and bought 3. Errik ripped off a ticket from afar using magic and didn't seem surprised that nothing happened as a result of his "theft". As Kratash neared a tent a tall and gangly gentleman in a black ringmaster's uniform, handsome good looks, piercing blue eyes, and a tall top hat emerged and bowed. "Welcome" he said. When asked why he would set up a circus out in the middle of the forest he simply claimed "I go where the business is. And while business may be slow, it's still business." When someone remarked that he still didn't have any business he countered with "Ah! But I believe I have already made 8 sales, plus one admission not yet paid" too which Errik couldn't help but look guilty. When asked how he set this up on his own, he proclaimed "I have an assistant. Morte!" and out hopped a hunchbacked human who made a less than eloquent bow. The party addressed that he couldn't possibly have set this up with only Morte's help and Euric blinked and stated "Well he's a very good assistant".

When asked what he suggested Euric looked the party over and said "I believe you all feel you lack control over your lives. With that, I suggest the marionette show to give you a new perspective on how much control you actually have". Adia was gleeful over this, and a bit smitten over the curious gentleman, and followed him to the puppet cart. Kratash slipped into the fortune teller's tent and found Morte enter afterwards affixing a wig to his head. After giving several ambiguous predictions, Morte suddenly claimed "I feel that you have had a brush with your heritage, but did not know it at the time". Kratash wanted more details but Morte quickly slipped away as he was apparently also the puppeteer for the marionette show and stepped into position behind the stage. As Adia and Serin watched form the seats and the rest from far enough where they didn't feel they required purchasing a ticket, six puppets dropped onto the stage that seemed to be crude puppets of everyone in the party. "One day," began Morte ", six adventures traveled. Saryon the cleric. Grendmir the bold. Kratash the Impatient. Serin the master of disguises. Errik the righter of past misdeeds. And Adia the Dark." and as Morte bounded the bundle of puppets up in down in a crude simulation of walking, the party lost focus of the world and found themselves walking in an unfamiliar and twisted forest.

Climbing a tree to check the stars, Adia concluded they were no where near where they started and that there was a village not far ahead. As dawn approached and Adia neared the town she saw two children doing chores in front of a farm house. They seemed surprised to see her and when asked where they're parents were, the oldest of the two would only answer "They're away". The younger child, a girl named Giselle took a liking to Adia. As playful organ music started to play the children all dropped what they were doing and starting moving towards the center of town, with not an adult in sight. Giselle lead Adia to the front row of the theater, while the others filled in nearby. A miniature stage had been set up on the main stage, and a puppet show of expert quality began. A tale of a kidnapped princess, her dragon tormentor, and a brave knight with rosy cheeks who came to rescue her. As the curtain fell on the small stage and the children clapped and filed out, Errik noticed it was a bit odd that the performer of the show did not emerge to take his bows. Bez was sent in first but after a few minutes of no reply Errik realized that Bez had somehow been destroyed. As Errik concentrated to summon Bez back to the material plane, Kratash investigated the dark backstage of the theater, seeing nothing but lifeless puppets and stage props. Hearing someone whisper "psst", Kratash leaned down to investigate, but as he emerged from the curtain he shrugged as his search didn't seem to turn up anything amiss. The rest of the crew moved backstage to see what they could have possibly missed and how the puppeteer could have evaded them. Suddenly the main curtain rose just enough that the knight puppet from the earlier show dropped down and as the strings went taught it raised it's sword and in a shrill voice said "You are surrounded! Give up while you still can!" Adia, in a move that seemed more Kratash-like in appearance, tackled the puppet and yanked on the strings to unmask the mysterious puppeteer. But the strings fell limp and no one was there to be seen. And that is when the puppet turned its head, scowled, and said "Oh now you're really in trouble".

Chapter 5 (part 2) "Raise the Curtain"
A horde of vicious puppets descended upon the heroes, quickly incapacitating them one by one. When the party awoke they found themselves trapped inside hanging wooden cages, stuck in the body of puppets. Their real bodies, smiling evilly at them, exited the room with the puppet leader sitting atop Kratash's shoulder. Before leaving he shrieks "See that they don't escape". Finding the cages poorly constructed, the heroes managed to blow them apart or otherwise break them open enough to escape, using powers that they luckily retained in puppet form. Looking around they discovered they were in a toy shop of some kind. A toy shop of evil looking toys that all seemed to be watching them from their shelves. As Saryon attempted to retrieve a spool of string from a work table, a massive Jack in the Box with a modified skull-like head and claws leaped down and threatened him. Saryon held his ground and taunted his aggressor, but before a fight could break out the door opened and the first adult the party had seen since arriving in town walked in. He was an older gentleman with white hair and mustache. When the party attempted to speak to him he seemed surprisingly unconcerned to see talking puppets. Trying, in vain, to enlist the older man to help them, they found themselves locked outside. Which initially was their plan, until they realized that their only source of information regarding their transformation (the old man) was now locked inside the toy store.

Surprisingly getting back inside was little hassle, as the Jack-in-the-box gladly opened the door for them. Once inside however the game was on and Jack and his friends (a stuffed crocodile and a metal figurine) attacked. Having been spurned by Saryon, Jack focused all his attacks on the priest. It was only fitting that Saryon's sacred flame finish the evil toy off. With their obstacles defeated, the party made their way up the stairs. There they found the old man asleep, and his large cat on the prowl. Scaring the cat, and awakening the old man, the party learned from the man's ramblings that he went by the name of Guiseppe, and that he was the father of Figlio. When they pleaded for his help, Guiseppe stuttered and under his breath said "seek the one like you" before rolling over and shutting himself down from further questioning. Downstairs the door opened, alerting the heroes. They feared Maligno may have returned, but instead it was another human trapped inside a puppet body named Leopold. Leopold brought the group to the outskirts of the town via fox mount, to a place where they could hide. He went over the history of the town of Odiare, claiming that two years previously the toymaker brought Maligno to life and then crafted others like him, though with less emotion, called carrionettes. Maligno then used his army of carrionettes to take over the town, switching bodies with the adults and locking their puppet forms away. Leopold managed to escape, but was unable to rescue anyone when all of the adult bodies withered and died, and Maligno destroyed all their puppet forms in a rage. Leopold also gave the heroes their key to getting their bodies back: silver needles. When a carrionette (or one trapped in it's body) plunges a silver needle into the back of a living being's neck, the souls switch places. According to Leopold, Maligno is incapable of this power, and it often drives him to the torture and murder of anyone he tries it on in vain. His "father" Guisppe also seems to be immune to the switch and only seems to be kept alive because the carrionettes need him for repairs and to make others like them. In the two years since the first incident, several of the children have reached adulthood, and they met similar fates as the previous adults. Just then a storm kicked up and Leopold commented "He knows you're gone", indicating that even the weather seems to react to Maligno's mood.

Deciding that the best place to get the silver needles they needed would be at the Blacksmith's, the heroes ventured their first. A few of the carrionnettes stood guard, but the party managed to subdue them and sneak away with enough needles to change their souls back and forth and then some. Plotting with some of the older children, the party were taken to the inn, where they found their bodies being used and mistreated as the carrionnetes fought amongst each other for control and would "pretend" to be real people as they overdrank, ate rotten food, and made out with each other. With the help of the teens, the group pushed their way in, and destroyed the remaining active dolls and quickly switched their souls back into their real bodies. They then scooped up all the inactive carrionnettes, put them in a pile out back and let Fyoosh light them aflame with a sizzling sneeze. Just then, the organs of the theater began to play, signaling a special show for just the heroes. Once inside the theater the doors shut tight and Saryon found himself locked outside as Maligno faced his friends alone. Maligno was full of tricks, but eventually the party whittled him down. As if sensing the coming end of the evil puppet, Errik's book burned in his hand and beckoned him to open it. Turning the pages, Errik found a spell description for a Fireball that quickly etched itself in glowling letters, and he instantly found it ready to cast in his mind. Unleashing the fireball, then following it up with a flaming sphere was enough to destroy Maligno's legs. As he pathetically crawled away from the flame, several shimmering ghosts began to appear from the ever closing mist, and they grabbed and drug him back into the flame. His shrill screams of agony bringing shivers down the backs of everyone. Except for Adia who was quite pleased with Maligno's fate.

Eventually the mist consumed them, and they suddenly found themselves standing in the clearing where the circus once stood. Euric stood nearby, overseeing Morte as they packed everything into a single cart. He seemed generally happy to see them, but quickly found himself at the mercy of Adia and her friends as they threatened him with violence if he did not come clean about what happend. Euric claimed innocence, but his constant avoidance of direct questions suggested otherwise. Adia found herself struggling with a darkness that she had been keeping bottled up, and felt a rush of power and strength. She bit into Euric's lip and erotically threatened him again. Euric remained calm (while Morte began to pee his pants) and seemed oddly fine with whatever fate Adia delivered upon him. He did however warn her that she would not like the results if she took that dark path. He also made a reference that she reminded him of her father, which infuriated Adia even more. Euric was allowed to leave alive, and he and Morte quickly did so. In the clearing the party found a small wooden box. Inside was the Leopold puppet, with a note tied to it's foot that read "Thank you".

Chapter 6: "She's as cold as ice"
Before leaving the clearing, Saryon turned to the group and claimed that their time in Odiare needed more answers, and that he intended on following Euric and Morte to get them. He entrusted Grendmir with Oathbearer's holy symbol and wished them good luck. The party continued onward, not stopping again until they emerged from the woods and looked down upon the lake town of Celia's Song and the sparkling city of Astrazalian sitting upon an island in the middle. During the months that Astrazalian appears the town of Celia's song becomes a very active market community, with the buying and trading of rare items. While trying to find an inn at a reasonable price, the party was shocked to find that their room was paid for by a member of the crow-like race of Kenku. However the Kenku, Cooper by name, seemed to have alterior motives concerning Errik, later inviting the halfling to have a chat with him and his kin. In a seedy tavern, the Kenku "politely" asked Errik to finish up his bussiness quickly, as they are a bit suspicious as to why a member of the infamous Lorreno clan would be conducting business on their turf.

Heading across the lake to Astrazalian, the party asked to have an audience with Marian Alderbrush. There was concern over their request and eventually they were given audience with Lady Shandria, First Sword of the city. Shandria escorted them to Alderbrush's quarters only to find a grisly sight. The entire room was coated in black ice, with Alderbrush frozen solid within a massive, jagged block of it. Attempts to somehow free or get in touch with Alderbrush were in vain, and the ice burned any bare skin that touched it, with the odd exception of Adia's. Shandria explained that Alderbrush was the 4th Council member to be assasinated (assuming she is in fact dead), though this attempt is much different as the others were mearly poisoned. Shandria then showed the group inside a nearby wardrobe, where a Kenku was also frozen solid. Deciding that Cooper and his clan were somehow involved with this situation, the party considered confroting him with the information. Shandria however had one more thing to show them. A "suspect" that had been caught trying to break into her quarters. This suspect turned out to be Bertrow, Serin's missing cousin who she blamed for the kidnapping of her family. Bertrow maintained his innocence on both that and any suspicion of him meaning Shandria harm. He sought a puzzle box that Shandria kept as a curiosity, believing it was the key to saving his and Serin's kin.

Following the lead left by the Kenku frozen in the wardrobe, the party went back to the Black Venom (the basement tavern that Cooper and his clan used). There they found someone who sounded like Cooper, but according to Adia's keen perception skills was only pretending to be Cooper. Initial questioning of the Cooper impostor yielded nothing useful, however Adia was able to discover a secret trap door into a sub basement. Adia attempted to "bomb" the basement using the Tavern's name brand ale and a torch. While she and others ran outside, the three Kenkus attempted to take advantage of the numbers being in their favor. They did not, however, take into account Serin's powerful spells and Grendmir's even more powering griping, which left two Kenku dead and the Cooper impostor visibly shaken. The party took him prisoner and pushed him ahead of the party as they traversed into the sub-basement (which had not exploded as previously hopped). When the prisoner complained that he was dead no matter how this played out, Kratash decided to take a page from the book of Adia and provide "physical encouragment" resulting in an accidental de-limbing and death of the Kenku. The party quickly found themselves involved in a battle against other Kenku guards who attempted to use a pair of "pet" Gelatinous Cubes to their advantage, but eventually found themselves falling victim to them instead when Serin caught on to their tactics and fought "fire with fire". Kratash, trying to makeup for the fatal incident with the Kenku prisoner, successfully managed to save a Kenku from being eaten alive by one of the cubes. Adia was not very thrilled.

While questioning the prisoner they were joined by the real Cooper who continued his half of the resulting conversation on the other side of a massive door for fear of starting another fight. Suddenly trying to be civil, Cooper was true to his word about halting all hostilities for the return of the surviving Kenku and offering of information. After being told about Alderbrush's frozen state and the frozen Kenku in the wardrobe, Cooper revealed that Alderbrush as not a target as she was actually their contact in a plot to kill other members of the council. This struck the party as odd as they assumed that Alderbrush was a being of good and righteousness based on her history involving the destruction of Acererak. As Cooper, his crew, and the party sat down to drinks and more revealing of plot specifics (including names of targets) several weights emerged from the walls of the abandoned mausoleum the Kenku were using as a base of operations. The weights killed off nearly every Kenku, with only Cooper and two others surviving. Just as the party felt they had rid themselves of the weights, spectral forms of the Kenku rose from where they fell. But instead of attacking the closest living being as they normally would, the simply shifted through the floor and disappeared. As they left the chamber, Adia felt a painless "nudge" in the direction of an unused corridor. Cooper, sensing their desire to investigate, warned against this action. He informed the party that this underground hideout had once been the HQ of a group of adventurers who were not known for being the most righteous of people. Even though they once rid the land of an evil lich the adventurers were also known for kidnapping/ransom attempts, pillaging, and assassinations. They disappeared 20 years prior and Cooper and his Kenku took over their hideout when it was clear they weren't coming back.

Chapter 7: "The Fallen"
Following the "nudge" Adia led the group to a small chamber divided by a blue wall of energy. Touching or tampering with the energy wall resulted in a powerful electrical shock. The only clue the party had to work with was a hidden panel containing but a single distinct key hole. Serin, looking for options, attempted to teleport to the other side which surprisingly worked. But there he found himself facing down a translucent gnome tinkerer who smiled and lit up a pipe. He introduced himself as Illugi Nimblestone, creator of the traps that the party now faced, and made it clear from the start he was long since dead and looking forward to the party joining him. Perhaps it was a slip of the tongue, or maybe an intentional hint, Illugi mentioned to them that he always had the key on him. Taking this to suggest that Illugi was possibly buried with the key, Grendmir investigated the now abandoned mausoleum the Kenku were using. There he found a pair of sarcophagi that had been undisturbed and promptly disturbed them. Inside one, next to the remains of a gnome, he found a platinum key with a distinctive shape. Trying the key however resulted in a near fatal shock to the user. Noticing Illugi's hand twitch in a counter clockwise motion, Adia suggested trying to turn the key in the other direction. This proved successful and the party was able to move on to the next room.

In the next chamber it wasn't difficult to notice the paneled floor or the hundreds of tiny holes within the walls. The door opposite them once again displayed a distinctive key hole shape. Walking across the floor seemed simple enough, and the key was used and the door opened. Just as the party breathed a sigh of relief and headed forward together as a group, the pressure sensitive plates in the room were activated from the weight of multiple people and slammed the doors on both sides of the room shut, trapping many of the party inside. Suddenly the air was filled with hundreds of toothpick size darts, shooting back and forth like angry bees, delivering poisonous attacks to those trapped. Serin, thinking quickly and quite possibly selfishly, teleported out of the room. Luckily this reset the weight panels and the doors reopened. Being careful not to all enter the room at once the party crept foward as the Gnome laughed at their expense. The next chamber crackled with lightning that skipped along the copper laden floor panels. Realizing that only stepping on the floor would result in electrocution, Erikk summoned forth a transportation disk and road atop it to the far panel where he was able to decipher the code to deactivate the trap. As the party entered the next room the Gnome specter jumped for joy and claimed "My favorite trap! My favorite trap!". Inside the room was a button, a number counter, a hidden panel, and drains along all the walls. Kratash and Grendmir entered the room alone, and Kratash pressed the button. The counter began at 10 and started to count down. Suddenly the doors shut tight, the room started to fill up with water, and an electrical rod much like in the last room lowered from the panel. Hoping for an answer, Kratash pressed the button again and the counter returned to 10 and began to one again drop. As Kratash pressed the button over and over again Grendmir frantically looked around the room, only finding an odd looking coin stuck within one of the drains. Eventually the two decided to let the button reach zero... at which point the room immediately drained itself of water and the lightning generator returned to the ceiling. A clever deception to stall would be intruders.

As the party reached the next room the Gnome claimed no responsibility for anything from then on. When asked if he would help them now he responded "Don't get me wrong. I still want you to die". The room looked like a training room that had been modified. A central brazier burned powerfully as four summoning circles glowed brightly. Suddenly a quartet of burning rock monsters appeared in the circles and attacked the party. As the fight continued more elementals began to appear, eventually alerting the party that the brazier needed to be destroyed to stop it from summoning further creatures.With that threat dealt with the party moved through a door and found a portal that took them to a hidden chamber. Inside they found a stone sarcophagus and a work desk containing dozens of tomes, vials, and notes regarding an unnamed artifact. Further scrutiny made Erikk realize that the last journal entry was written the previous day, but before he could warn the group the sarcophagus exploded and in it's stead stood a drying female corpse with protruding devil horns and glowing red features. Around her neck hung a stone with a red symbol of a devil, much like one that Adia had dreamed of. Adia expressed interest in the stone and the woman gladly took the "wrath stone" in hand and demonstrated it's power on Kratash, tearing his soul from his body which promptly turned to ash as his soul was pulled unwillingly into the stone. The others gasped and fumed with rage, and Adia stood stunned as she realized she just may have been responsible for Kratash's death. Something she had often joked and thought about, but something she knew she would never have been able to bring herself to do. The fight was brutal as the undead mage used spells that turned the party against each other and often used a very similar black ice component in her spells. Finally Grendmir was able to lop off the bitch's head and remove the stone from her clutches. Adia examined the stone quickly, but became increasingly frustrated as she discovered she knew nothing of how to use it. Erikk began to pour through the mage's notes and discovered that the Wrath Stone was an artifact created by Acererack as a test to see if he would be able to steal the soul of a living being and feast upon it. The mage was able to use the stone to steal souls but had not yet determined how to intake them. Other reading indicated that the stone was taken as loot from a Lich that the Storm Crows had defeated within a hidden chamber in Astrazalian. It was from the same Lich that the mage had taken secrets of the black ice spell that she had used but hypothesized that a powerful being could use it to imprison another. With this information in hand the party considered their options and felt a return trip to Astrazalian to find someone who may also be in possession of the Lich's secrets.

Through the Looking Glass

Returning to Astrazalian the party was happy to discover Saryon waiting for them in Celia's Song. Apparently he had spent the last week traveling with Euric and Morte, helping them run their small carnival. Saryon also mentioned an incident where a villager went missing after the carnival set up shop nearby. Later, Saryon explained, Euric brought the cart to a meeting with a band of gypsies who took a crate from Euric and pulled a nude and unconscious man from it. Saryon attempted to ask Euric questions but was given Euric's typical half answers. Saryon was also shocked to discover that he had only been gone a week despite the month on the road with Euric. After reuniting and catching Saryon up with the party's current issues, together they looked into notes taken from the mage and decided to investigate the hidden chamber that the Storm Crows had supposedly fought the lich from whom they claimed the stone and other secrets. In the mage's journal there was a reference to a mirror along the floor within the Council of Houses chambers with the note "To break it you must say it's name". After trying to figure out the name of the mirror, Serin realized that the note was actually more of a riddle and suggested the answer "Silence?". Immediately she sank down into the mirror. The others followed and found themselves in the ancient and dusty chamber. Encountering a fire skull with a nasty sense of humor and giant skeleton friends, the party fought their way to a library deeper down the corridor. In residence was a dryed up Eladrin who seemed annoyed with the party's invasion of his private chambers. Ceradwyn, as he identified himself, claimed to be personally responsible for Alderbrushes' current imprisonment because she was involving herself with the death of several council of chamber members. Sensing the power of the wrath stone, Ceradwyn offered them an "even" trade and gave them three options. They may either have a magic amulet that was a gift from the Ravenqueen to those who would defy death, a piece of the rod of seven parts, or he would release Alderbrush. Deciding that Alderbrush needed to be released for the party to find out what she knew of Acererack and also to gain Bertrow's freedom the party made their decision. Ceradwyn gave them a bead that would melt the ice. When asked if he would free Kratash's soul from the wrath stone Ceradwyn said "I will attempt to but make no promises. I will only dedicate 1 year's time to this endevor as my time is incredibly valuable". Returning to the surface the party released Alderbrush. However, despite being grateful to the party, Alderbrush was cautious about offering them assistance against a threat she felt they were not prepared in facing. When the party attempted to notify Lady Shandria that Alderbrush was involved in the plot against the council members, Shandria's uncaring attitude made them realize that she too was involved. The two of them informed the party that the only way they would be convinced that the party was capable of facing Acererack and thereby be worthy of weapons and information, was to come with Astrazalian when it returned to the Feywild for six months. There the party would help the city defend itself against consistant Fomorian attacks. Should the party survive after the ordeal, Shandria and Alderbrush would consider their claims of being a threat to Acererack more seriously. Deciding that the two Eladrin were not being fair, considering that they were already likely breaking many of their own laws by murdering council members, the party decided they would decline the offer and find a way to expose the two of them.

Mad Tea Parties.
After getting the name of the surviving council member marked for death the party decided to pay him a visit. The guards, as usual, were resistant to allow audience with the council member, but eventually allowed them through. Offering them tea, the council member seemed, at first, to be mostly sane as far as Eladrin are concerned. However, after more questioning, the party began to wonder if he was all there in the head when he began to poor hot tea into his lap without even flinching. Adia, not being one to mess around, bashed the Eladrin with his own teapot which shattered and cut up his face. He simply smiled and asked "would you folks like more tea?". Suddenly it dawned on the party that maybe Shandria and Alderbrush had reason for their deeds as it was clear that someone had clearly altered the mind of several council members in such a way that their decisions could easily lead to the city's downfall at Fomorian hands.

Suddenly the city began to shake and towers began to crumble as the citizens fled in terror. A young Eladrin appeared and led the party to what he claimed was a safe location. Instead they found themselves in yet another long forgotten chamber. After facing some undead sentries, the party found an ancient chamber dedicated to Seline (the moon goddess) that had been altered with dozens of magical circles that seemed to be the cause of the quakes. Setting off these circles was a drow Necromancer claiming to be working for Acererack who attacked the party with an ancient trap that he could activate from across the room. A battle erupted as the Necromancer summoned skeletons and his giant, hulk-like, zombie abomination charged and battered the party. Midway through the fight the Necromancer offered a truce. He would allow the party to leave the city before bringing it to the ground. Surprisingly the party, who had already grown to dispise the Eladrin of Astrazalian, declined the offer. The drow, enraged, ordered his minions to kill Saryon first as it was clear that his abilities were aiding the party the most. With a few close calls, the party was able to destroy the undead and subdue the drow. Suddenly, the young Eladrin appeared again and changed into Ceradwyn. Ceradwyn explained that he had overheard the conversation between the party and Alderbrush about proving themselves worthy of assistance against Acererack. The drow's plot provided a great opportunity for the party to prove that they were capable of putting themselves in danger for the sake of others and Ceradwyn offered to give his assistance when Alderbrush would not. In exchange for the amulet and a set of matching magical tatoos the Eladrin asked the party to leave the city quickly and quietly. He would leave the unconcious drow for Lady Shandria who would easily make the connection that the drow was responsible for the recent troubles. As the party left, they looked back and watched the city of Astrazalian fade away.

Blood of the Father
Heading east from Celia's song, the party set out for the Kingdom of Calcazarr where rumors of rising tensions with orc territories are becoming commonplace. Hopefully the Dwarf Battlerager Dwar Steelgrand could be found involved with the battle in some manner.
Adia, finding herself alone with her horse Fabio one evening, managed to get more information from him regarding his current form. The information he provided however seemed to Adia to be incredibly unlikely or cliche, including the classic fairy tale story of how love's true kiss would restore him to his natural form of a prince. Fabio also mentioned that he knew of Adia's father, and described him as a tall man with a long, thin, black beard who came to his Kingdom many times in the past. When Adia had enough of the conversation she wished Fabio a goodnight and left the stables.
Their expedition east carried on, and weeks after leaving Celia's song they entered an area of mostly uncontested land often called "the frontier". The first town the group came too seemed to be accomidating more people than it could hold, as several tents had been set up around the village. Investigating, the party found that many of the villages of the frontier had been attacked by a group of cultists who were recruiting from the locals and killing any who resisted.
Adia, feeling the need to be charitable, began to hand out gold pieces to the misplaced families. She even found herself giving extra to a young boy who had been orphaned when his parents were killed by the cultists. It began to rain hard, and the party set about finding shelter in the local inn for the evening. But as they did a woman's cry alerted them to trouble within the sea of tents. Some of the cultists had followed the peasants here, and threatened to finish the job. The party intervened, killing most of them. The leader of the group attempted to flee, and as he did so sent a bolt of magic the slew the young boy that Adia had befriended. Adia raged and released a dark evil that had been building up inside of her. Hoisting the mage up by the neck, she bit down into his shoulder and drained him of his precious blood as her party looked in horror. Beneath her feet the grass began to yellow and die.
The rain stopped and a mist began to envelop the town. It felt to the party as if they were the only ones left standing among the tents. Then, the sound of footsteps on the wet grass announced the approach of another. Ring Master Euric emerged from the mist and tipped his hat to greet the party once again. He then gestured behind him, and the mist parted to reveal a dark red tent covered in vines. Adia stood in shock and Euric explained "you should have taken my warning and not let the monster out. You must prove you can control it. You may take anyone who wishes to accompany you, but let them know that your final fate will be shared amongst them".
The party nodded their heads and entered the tent together.

Blood of the Father Part 2

As the party went through the tent the world around them altered into a thick forest of massive overgrowth. Adia climbed to the canopy and looked around, noting they were within a valley surrounded by mist covered mountains. She also noted a village in a clearing and let the party in that direction. Soon the group heard the sounds of revelry and celebration, coming across the village in the midst of their 100th year of settlement. As Adia moved closer, and in sight of the townsfolk, the music went silent and all eyes laid upon her. Adia started to yell at the villagers for answers, but was answered with more silence and timidness. Finally, a man stepped out of the crowd and introduced himself as Leanu the town leader apologized for the reaction of his people, politely excusing them as unaccustomed to friendly meetings with an elf. Saryon, overhearing, quickly through a hood over his own elven features and joined the rest of the party who began gathering to get their own questions answered. Adia was shocked to discover that the townsfolk called this the valley of Yuirwood, as Yuirwood was her home and certainly never contained within a valley. Overhearing their questions, a traveling paladin by the name of Gaspar found their plight similar to his own and started to mingle with the party members and offered to join them for a time. During the festivities a man approached Saryon and claimed to know him. Saryon recognized the man as the same person he saw taken from a crate that once belonged to Euric. The man introduced himself as Strom and told Saryon that he had no ill feelings for anyone involved in his kidnapping, as he now accepted it as a method of keeping his loved ones safe. Leanu offered the party a home to stay the rest of the night, but Adia was compelled to seek out what she believed was the ruins of her home, unable to believe that her family was still alive despite Leanu's claims.
Setting out the group found themselves at the mercy of some of the dangers of the Yuirwood at night, such as a young behir (a large, six-legged reptile with electrical qualities) that attacked them til they managed to dispatch it. As they came closer, Adia began to notice landmarks that she remembered near her home such as trees and rock formations. But for everything that was the same there were some odd differences, such as several dead plants and trees, and an aura of dread that seemed to be lingering about. Breaking through into the clearing where she expected to find nothing but the ruins of her village, she was shocked to find a populated village of elves, very much like the one she thought she had lost forever. At the center of the village, there was an unfamiliar oak tree that had taken root, and looked well over a hundred years old. Adia touched it and felt an odd sensation of reassurance and calming. Suddenly, from her child-hood home within the village stepped her younger brother (older now, but by elf standards) Orron. He seemed shocked to see Adia and returned the hug she gave him, but less enthusiastically. Over tea he told Adia the woes that had befallen the town since she had been gone. Over a hundred years ago her father returned to seek her out. Then a ranger named Leon, aided by a spirit of the wood, killed Adia's parents and sent the village to this personal hell where they have been trapped ever since. Adia was heartbroken and vowed to destroy Leon and set out the very next morning to find him, despite Orron's warnings that Leon would likely find them first.
Partway through their search the party came across the band of gypsies again. This time Adia was called to the elder gypsies cart where she met with a blind, old and withered gypsy named Zasha. Zasha cut Adia's hand quickly and gave Adia the warning "Know thy enemy." She also spoke of this realm as a prison then disappeared into the shadows of her cart.
Journeying onward the group suddenly found themselves snared in a patch of living vines just as they approached a rushing river. Across the river, a man in woodsman gear aimed an arrow at them as a woman stood nearby. The man insisted to know why they were trying to find him and Adia accused him of killing her parents and damning her people here. Leon admitted that he had killed many elves, but claimed they all deserved it. As for being the reason the elves were damned here he claimed innocence on account of being born long after this world existed. Struck by this logic, the rest of the party managed to talk their way into being released. As answers were about to be gained, the trees behind the two strangers willted and died, and Orron and his wife Elania emerged from the rot. Elania drew a knife across the woman's throat and slaying her, and Orron grabbed Leon and drained his beauty and essence from him, leaving him as a pale and withered husk of a man who crawled to cradle the dying woman next to him.
Adia shrieked in horror, and Orron admitted to her that he had just used them to track down Leon so they may kill him. He also informed Adia that her father was not dead. In fact he had come to the village the night Adia and Feriel went to market seeking her out, but their mother, Roshell, refused to give Adia up. Her father then killed Roshell, drank her blood, then fled. Compelled by a lust for power, Orron too drank of their mother's blood and the village shifted into this dread realm the moment the blood met his lips. He then found he had new powers unlike anything he could ever imagine, and craved the beauty and creativity of mortal beings. He warned Adia to never return to the village or she and her friends would die, then he and Elania merged back into trees (which quickly died) and disappeared.

Shocked by this discovery the party questioned their next actions. Noticing something in the trees Adia wandered off and found a decorative envelop on a tree. Opening it she found one of Euric’s tickets inside which seemed to stop time for all except her. Euric appeared and sympathized with what she was going through. He told her that she had two options: either make a home here in this valley, or kill her brother and be free. Adia became furious and Euric restored time to her friends. Requiring knowledge of how to face whatever creature Orron had become the party returned to the gypsy camp and Errik promised four favors to the gypsy fortune teller for the information. Armed with charcoal stakes the party ventured into the village during the night in the hopes of exposing Orron and his kin to moonlight which should slay them. While the party dealt with the guards, Adia confronted her brother who showed no shame for drinking their mother’s blood and becoming this undead beast. Just as Grendmir and Gaspar began to crash through the wooden walls of the house, Orron and his consort transformed into a swarm of songbirds and dove down into a small opening in the ground.

Following information from the frightened elves the party attempted to ambush the vampires by locating a cave where they may have fled to stay safe from the moonlight. While finding a possible safe room it had clearly not been used in some time. Going through some books left behind, the party found a tome of curses that had been recently translated into elven by Orron. One fairly important looking quote was translated as “a gift given in passion is lost until reclaimed.” Giving up on tracking Orron, the party ventured back into the woods and camped as a storm approached. During a watch, Saryon watched a bobbing white light in the woods and was forced into a meditative state. Adia awoke with a start and saw her deceased brother Ferial standing in the woods beckoning her to join him. When awakening her companions proved useless she ran into the woods alone, only to find Ferial standing in a clearing with the most unnatural and evil grin on his face before everything went black.

The party awoke and found Adia missing. While searching they noticed a faint white light (much larger than before) that seemed to guide them through the woods. Meanwhile Adia awoke and found herself inside a magic circle not unlike those Errik could make. Standing outside the circle, surrounded by a stone henge, stood a twisted gnome and Leanu. Leanu mournfully regretted what he had to do to “his own daughter” admitting that he was in fact Adia’s father. He activated the ritual and Adia felt herself being drained as the fortune teller’s voice exclaimed “A gift given in passion is lost until reclaimed.”. Leanu had given up his ability to feed in order to sire Adia, but now he was weak and defenseless without it and was willing to sacrifice his own daughter to get it back. As her friends found their way to the clearing they rushed in to disrupt the ritual, and Leanu turned to his Gnome asisstant Gimblethwip and ordered him to deal with them. Gimbletwhip summoned a horde of possessed squirrels to distract the party while he tried to bring Serin to uncontrollable laughter with a disturbing grin.

As the ritual neared completion and Adia slowly felt herself dying, a reassuring and motherly force began to interfere and force energy back into her. As the ground around the circle broke apart, Adia found herself in control of new powers and a kin-ness to nature. Transforming into a snow leopard she joined her friends in attacking Leanu. Suddenly Orron, Elania, and two other elven vampires appeared and joined the fight against the party. Leanu suffered early in the battle to a disabling spell by Saryon and was unable to contribute to the fight physically. Instead he changed into a mist to enable a quick escape and then began to dominate Grendmir from afar who constantly was forced to fight off the urge to attack his own teammates again and again. Eventually the elven vampires and Gimblethwip were defeated and Leanu dropped to his knees to await his fate decided by his daughter. Adia brought about the destruction of her brother as she plunged a charcoal stake into his heart and the sky rumbled as a result. While her friends finished disposing of the body, Adia turned to her father and asked “Why.”. He told her that he did not want to kill Roshell, but he became angry when she wouldn’t give Adia to him so long ago. He also informed Adia that he was grateful that the ritual did not kill her as it was supposed to. Adia, disgusted with her father, told him to flee and never return.

As the mist on the mountains flowed down and started to retake the valley, Euric emerged into the clearing and demanded the puzzle cube they had been keeping. Once in his hand he activated it, summoning a white doorway and ordered the party to enter as this was the only way he could keep his promise. Apparently the “Dark Powers” had decided they would not release the party as originally intended, and Euric was going against their orders. The last of the party managed to jump through the portal as the mist overtook Euric and the valley behind them.


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The doorway leads the party to a room with the dimensions of a giant cube. Before having a chance to explore, the room quickly transformed around them creating a hallway that vaguely resembled a generic dungeon. Venturing down the hallway they came to a sign that read "Good Monsters" and "Evil Monsters" with an arrow pointing in a direction for each word. Errik theorized that the structure was possibly similar to a dimension known as "Nirvana" or more accurately as "Mechanus", which meant that the denizens, called "Modrons", were a highly lawful race that didn't really worry about if things were good or evil since they only went by what was most logical. Deciding that each direction probably lead to danger, the group split up. The group that headed down the Evil Monsters hallway found themselves in a metal forest that was designed to look as generically evil as possible (with even jagged monstrous faces designed on the trees), and a clockwork ogre that roared and raised a mighty club. The folks who traversed the Good Monsters hallway on the other hand found a metal "enchanted" forest, complete with a robotic unicorn that attacked them the moment they got too close. Both groups ran back down the halls quickly, nearly bumping into each other as they met back at the intersection. As they took a rest, they soon realized they were not alone and turned around to see a spherical creature with clockwork arms and legs that seemed to be fixing a sconce that the party had attempted to rip out of the wall earlier. Trying to speak and interact with it seemed completely useless, as it continued to perform it's duty without acknowledging them. When the party dragged it away from the sconce a voice came up over an intercom system and asked them politely to not interact with the worker as he is not part of the simulation. When questioned "what simulation?" the voice replied "The dungeon simulation. It is the purpose of this unit to determine the point of a 'dungeon delve'.
After more questions with odd answers the party determined that the "unit" went by the designation "Nordom" (which is Modron spelled back-words of course) and that he had been at this post for several hundred years. He also informed them that the "prize" of completing the dungeon would be a portal to any location they wish. Attempts to reason with Nordom proved useless, so the party decided to tackle the Evil Monsters route together, as destroying a Robotic Unicorn just didn't seem right.

Re-entering the evil, metal forest the party battled the clockwork ogre and two metal wolves. An oily moat down the center of the forest caught fire as Adia blasted it with lightning, and Serin blew one of the robot wolves into it. When their foes were taken down, the voice came on once again and asked the party politely to wait while repairs were made to the simulation. However, it also made the offer to send them home early if they so chose, and the party asked the Modron to send them to a city in the Razorpeak mountains where they could begin their search for the Deva bladesman. A white doorway sketched across the air, and the party passed through quite quickly.

The Maddness at Mightnight.
As the party exited the portal they were immediately struck by a cold and snowy wind. Luckily they found themselves near a booming mountain town and were quickly able to purchase heavy clothing for the harsh winter ahead of them. The group explored the town and attempted to discern some information regarding Horus Lightborn the Deva, but not a single soul seemed to know for sure. However, when Gaspar asked a pair of (in his opinion) ill equipped priests running the local temple of Pelor about the so-called Valley of Contentment they seemed to be well aware of the rumor of such a place. While it is highly regarded as a myth, some still claim to have seen it. At first the priests were hesitant, on account of fearing for the group's souls, but eventually revealed that the only being that claimed to know the way to the Valley was a aristocrat of the Yaga-Kong, a race of sadistic mad-men and barbarians that were once at war with practically every country they could reach. The aristocrat, a foul being by the name of Yun-gaga, resided in a town that had no name but was often nicknamed the City of the Damned. The residents had declared an open challenge to anyone seeking fame and fortune, that if they survived the local landmark "The Maze of Screaming Silence", they would be well rewarded. Deciding it was their best option the party decided to head out in the morning.

That night, Serin, perhaps feeling that her less than noble abilities were being squandered in the group, snuck out of the tavern and shapechanged into a huskie to remain inconspicous. She made her way to a local magic shop, and then shifted through the door with ease. The shop was quiet, but a quick scan for magical auras showed a bright source of magic at the room's center. As Serin followed it to the source, a metal guard hound, she was attacked and managed to defeat the hound and escape with a magical backpack, but at the cost of utterly destroying the shop and it's contents.
Serin, feigning no knowledge of the incident to her fellows and the authorities, joined her party as they left the village on the treachorous journey to the City of the Damned. A month of cold and bitter hiking and steep and dangerous paths drained them, but luckily Serin had "purchased" a magical bag that could summon forth a campsite instantly each day, which made their journey a bit less miserable.

As the party climbed a terrible mountain, they came across a small village perched precariously on the edge of a steep cliff. Most of the residents living in caves or literal holes dug in the ground and snow. Higher up the mountain, a fortress stirred to life as a young boy was tossed from a trash hole and plummited to his death into the crag as laughter from the fortress and the town echoed through the mountains. This truly was the City of the Damned.

There are Worse Places. But Not Many.
It didn't take long for the party to realize just what a horrible place the City of Damned was. It clearly was the last place anyone would ever want to be, but the type of place that if you ended up here you probably had no where else to go. Murders were a common affair, and so long as no one involved was a Yagga Kong the local authorities didn't tend to care unless it was an entertaining murder. When the party asked about a place to stay they were told to either kill someone and take their bed, or go sleep in the old temple that is "so comfortable no one has ever left.". The party, thinking that nothing in the temple could be as bad as the town, decided to investigate and found the only occupants were some harmless skeletons. After a good night's sleep, the party returned to the now astonished town and registered for the day's maze run.

While they waited they met a few of the locals. A fallen knight locally called Contemptible Norg, who had been here for 10 years trying to get the courage to enter the maze with no success. Humble the Hobgoblin, a boastful cretin. And the only woman Yagga-Kong they would ever see who pleaded for their help, only to be in reality setting them up for a cruel joke.

At the maze the party was greated by a crowd of low-lifes, all cheering for death and mayhem to occur. Leading the games was a bloated and disturbing Yagga-Kong with a falsetto voice. Yun-Gaga. Humble was allowed to enter the maze first, and was quickly dispatched by the thing inside. Norg was chosen next but asked to wait, much to the delight of the crowd who expected nothing less. Using a loop-hole in the rules of the game, the party members all waited until everyone had been called so they could go together. But as they did, something sparked in Norg and he dashed into the Maze must to the astonishment of the crowd. The party, feeling that Norg was the only one in town who didn't deserve to die, ran in after him.

For a moment, all was quiet, and then a horrible beast made entirely of tentacleled limbs burst through a wall and started to seperate the party by distorting space and moving them to all sides of it's huge mass. It was a tough fight, but amazingly they survived and brought out Norg, alive, with them. The Crowd was in shock and quiet. Yun-Gaga shed a tear and told the party to take their gold and go. "Find someplace where they appreciate Happy Endings" he told them. As they packed up their gold, they asked him about the way to the Valley of Contentment. He laughed and bit off his finger, throwing it to Adia. She grossly examined the finger and found a large jade ring upon it. She handed it to Gaspar who put it on (the ring. Not the finger). Immediately he heard a voice speaking to him and a path outlined on the ground that lead the most direct route to the valley. Richer, and with no intention of waiting around for the locals to gain the courage to attempt to murder them in their sleep, the party headed out and made their way further through the mountains, following Gaspar's lead.

Euric's Replacement
Trusting Gaspar the party followed the trail. And for weeks they braved the mountains and snow storms. During a particularly harsh blizzard Adia heard the familiar sound of circus music coming from a cave. Though many had no desire to meet with Ringmaster Euric again, Adia felt she was at least curious enough to determine if he was still alive after he helped them escape from the Valley of the Yuirwood. Inside they found a man who, though dressed like Euric, spun around and became like shadow. He approached Adia with dazzling speed and mockingly bowed as he introduced himself as Nicodemus, Euric's temporary replacement. When asked why Euric needed a replacement he replied "Because he displeased the Masters." Nicodemus proceeded to invite the group back to the Dread Realms claiming that the Masters were pleased with their performance in the Yuirwood and wanted them to continue to bring destruction to the forces of Darkness and rescue the innocent, a comment he made with a rather suspicious tone of sarcasm. When the party refused he then demanded that they return his Master's property. The two elves (Adia and Gaspar). Gaspar had been stuck in the realms for a good amount of time before the others escaped with him in tow, and Adia was a member of the Yuirwood elves and supposed to be with them. Adia was visibly upset at being called property and growled at Nicodemus. He growled back and his tone turned tempermental as he started to insult anyone not dumb enough ("Grendmir") to insult. Erikk he reffered to as a so-called reformed criminal who continued to con and lie to those he met along the way such as a shopkeepers wife he dupped into buying worthless gems. Nicodemus also had harsh words to say about the budding romance between Aida and Erikk. He called Serin Errik's lackey in crime, who was obsessed with finding her family and saving the world, but not enough to keep her from destroying the livelyhood of shopkeepers for meer trinkets. And he turned to Saryon, claiming him to be the worst of the bunch, who claims to be a priest of the good and kind Ilmater, but blissfully turns his head when his partners rob, kill, and torture. And yet he's also perfectly capable of his own forms of maliciousness, and gave up the example of Fabio, who's talking ability had been the result of a spell purchased by Saryon long ago. As he left he sneered at Adia and told her that the moment she let her rage get the better of her and let the beast out again the Masters would claim her. And to make matters worse he announced to her that they were keeping the soul of her older brother ferial hostage, after he wandered into the domain to help lead her friends through the Yuirwood to save her. And if she wanted him back, she'd have to get their attention first. With that he disappeared.

Adia, furious at all of this, took her aggressions out on Saryon first. Blasting him with elmental lightning as he smiled and took it. When asked why he would do something as horrible as making her think she was crazy by enchanting her horse he explained "because it was funny.". After she calmed down, Saryon apologized and said he hadn't intended for it to go on as long as it did and didn't mean to play on her fragile state of mind. When Serin asked if she should set out the instant campsite, Errik eyeed her and asked exactly where she go it. In response she shifted forms in the failed effort of hiding her blushing face. The next week of travel was mostly in silence.
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I knew I hadn't made much of a character impact . But even the dumb fighter comic relief has feelings! I guess Grendmir should start arguing with others to get attention.

escushion said:

I knew I hadn't made much of a character impact . But even the dumb fighter comic relief has feelings! I guess Grendmir should start arguing with others to get attention.

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I recall you wrote a summary for yourself on your character sheet (at least I think you did). So I have to wait til I get home before I can open up CB and review it.

It was pretty simple and not something to be concerned about.

Grendmir was friends with three dwarves who started a trading company and had him work as their bodyguard. Lots of fun on the road, without a whole lot of danger to make use of Grendmir as a bodyguard, but just enough to keep him tough. He couldn't think of a better life, until his dwarf buddies, satisfied with their fortunes, went off to settle down and start families. Grendmir realized that the journey had not been everything for them, that they had found something of worth to move on to, and Grendmir had nothing. He set off to basically wander, get work, and hope to find whatever would bring a sense of value to his own life.

With a new quest at hand, tasked with saving the world from an undead demon, Grendmir is wondering if this is the place of value he was looking for. While he has felt warm helping people, he realized he's had to kill more in the last two weeks with these new companions than he had to in the last three years with his dwarf friends. He's unsure if this level of responsibility is his real destiny, whether he's going to fall into the same hole as so many Dragonborn, to live a life for others and be remembered in great stories--if that's all the worth there is to a Dragonborn.

Great job man. This is sweet.

It will take a few more gaming sessions for everyone to shine. Every week, it could be someone new's time to shine due to the DM's storyline or merely by your actions.

Of course. And we've really only scratched the surface of anything. Our characters all have a lot of room to grow; just some have more extreme personalities, which often causes conflict.

Great summaries.

Definitely look forward to what you come up with to do with everyone's histories.

Shawnacy said:

Fabio
A Horse.
Of Course.

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Even if and when everyone buys their own horses in town (which I highly suggest, because that's going to make travelling -so- much faster), Fabio will still be the most awesome and beautiful of all. And Adia's. No touchy!

What's it matter how fast we travel? "Travel Time" is Shawn saying, "Alright.. You guys are in Town X. It took 3 weeks."

And if I get any mount, it probably won't be a horse. Get me a giant lizard or something.. :uhhuh:

Well, mounts can give us an advantage in combat against un-mounted foes.

Or perhaps we have a chase! That would be awesome, like a wild west horseback shootout .

falineowlight said:

Shawnacy said:

Fabio
A Horse.
Of Course.

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Even if and when everyone buys their own horses in town (which I highly suggest, because that's going to make travelling -so- much faster), Fabio will still be the most awesome and beautiful of all. And Adia's. No touchy!

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That's odd, I think it's the 3 who felt like killing them gobbies should have :quote: "first dibs" :quote: on that decision IMO.

Errik will never attempt to buy a horse. Too big. Maybe a dog, or a pig, or a badger.

OR A TURKEY.

escushion said:

Well, mounts can give us an advantage in combat against un-mounted foes.

Or perhaps we have a chase! That would be awesome, like a wild west horseback shootout .

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i think you need a specific feat to fight on horseback, actually, but mounted combat does sound cool. i might look into that for level 3.

Errik will never attempt to buy a horse. Too big. Maybe a dog, or a pig, or a badger.

OR A TURKEY.

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bird riding is awesome.

http://www.travelintelligence.com/trave ... rodeo.html

SeriousJay said:

That's odd, I think it's the 3 who felt like killing them gobbies should have "first dibs" on that decision IMO.

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Nah, ya'll said I could have the horse in-game already aaaaaaaaaaaaand it was the only reason Adia fought in the first place.

Bridgeport from Adia's Perspective

The marketplace stank of sweat and foul breath as Adia snaked her way through the various covered stalls and stands. She and her five companions had just arrived in the great walled city of Bridgeport that morning and everyone was eager to participate in the time honored tradition of trading. Looking carefully in her pack before setting off to resupply her stock of arrows and materials, she fastened her coin pouch to her belt and set her eyes to the streets. Never in her life had she had as much gold as she did now after her short while running across the expansive world with these adventurers. An image of her now dead elder brother’s face flickered in her mind. How many times had she gone to market with Feriel before the great disappearance? How many times had she negotiated with the sellers down by the sea with one hand over her brother’s mouth to keep them from trouble? The wind blew hot against her cheek. It was time to move on.

Adia’s unusual ice blue eyes darted this way and that over wares that ranged from the completely mundane to the enchantingly exotic. Colors, shapes, and scents bombarded her painfully acute senses. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she tried to stave off a headache.

“You there! Yes, you! It looks as if you could use the wonderful healing powers of a tonic I have among my many fantastic goods. Step right over here, lady elf, and I’ll give you a demonstration!” shouted a human male a head shorter than Adia from a stall ahead of her. Little ornate glass bottles were lined up in a dazzling display that sparkled in the bright sunlight. Adia took a single moment to cast her gaze on the man then coldly turned one shoulder. The man opened his mouth again to begin his spiel once more, but when the elf turned her hard gaze upon his face again he promptly ceased fire. Although she could hardly be accused of having an intimidating figure, she had enough practice in her life silencing her many younger cousins and siblings when teaching them the finer arts of hunting to be effective. Now if only such looks would work on that brash red-skinned dragonborn… Adia let out an involuntary sigh of frustration when her mind wandered to the thought of Kratash and his brutish, impulsive ways. If Kratash had been a youngling in her tribe, when it was time to take him to prove himself in the hunting grounds he would have charged directly into harm’s way and compromised the kill. The council would have assigned him to the care of the elderly and never let him touch a bow or sword again.

A prismatic array of colored fabrics and accessories soon caught Adia’s attention. She found her feet taking her closer to the beautiful clothes that she had only seen in books at market back in Aglarond. Living in the Yuirwood there was never a need or means to acquire such rich items. Adia had always worn supple leather coverings that were made more for movement rather than protection from enemies or the elements. Reaching a long fingered hand out, she took a handful of blue silken skirt and moved it around in her careful grip feeling the luxurious texture. Briefly lost in her own world, she closed her eyes and imagined herself walking down a long, marble hall in a rustle of bodice and skirts.

“You have quite an eye for quality there, lady. That particular gown was designed and sewn together by the very best Eladrin tailors of Waterdeep. The indigo and cerulean hues would most certainly compliment your alabaster features,” said a stout dwarven woman popping her head out from the shade of her covered stall to look more closely at Adia. Embarrassed that she was caught unaware, Adia let the material slide from her hands and a slight blush rose in her cheeks.

“Oh, my apologies. I didn’t mean to startle you, elf. Please, take your time and browse among my goods,” the merchant said, waving her hand in an arc around her. Adia allowed a meager smile to flash across her face. Before she knew it, she was unloosing her gold pouch from her hip.

“How much for this dress?”
“Ah, that’ll be 20 gold, m’dear.” Adia looked around at the other gowns on display until she saw a gorgeous peacock colored dress.
“And that one as well?” Adia motioned to the gown, her eyes alight. The dwarven woman smiled a crooked, toothy smile.
“For you, lady? I’ll give it to you half price if you buy the blue one at full price. Quite a deal, wouldn’t cha say? 30 gold altogether for two amazing pieces of art, if I can say so meself.” Adia nodded silently and immediately began counting out the coins, placing them one by one into the dwarf’s weathered hands. Once the woman had recounted the gold pieces and bit into a few random ones to make sure they were legal tender, she took it back with her behind the stall and began to wrap the two dresses up.

The sun was just a little past its zenith in the clear blue sky when Adia made it back to the inn where her company was staying for their duration in Bridgeport. She had gone up to her room and tried on both gowns, admiring her reflection in a large mirror that hung in the hallway of the inn. The moment she heard the telltale roar of Grendmir’s booming voice below she raced back into the safety of her quarters and put on her leather quick as a flash.

“D’ya really think we hafta do this? Ah mean, we’re nuthin’ special or anything’. Mebbe someone else’ll take out Assrack for us,” the pale scaled dragonborn said as he straddled a wooden bench at a long table in the inn’s tavern. Errik took a healthy swig of ale.

“Of course we have to! Think of the recognition we’ll get for taking down something of this magnitude! Who knows? We might even get medals for our bravery and have songs written in our honor. This is the chance of a lifetime, my friend. We have no choice but to go!” Grendmir groaned once Errik had said his piece, looking like he was going to be sick. Saryon calmly patted Grendmir’s shoulder, speaking some words of comfort that were ill spent as the dragonborn didn’t seem to want to hear it. Adia gracefully descended the wooden staircase down into the tavern and waved to the three companions of hers that had come back. Rather than going to the bar to grab a drink, she took an empty wooden mug and set it on one end of the long table. Rising like a sinewy forest cat, Adia leapt onto the table and signaled to a bard she spotted sitting a few feet away. He didn’t have to blink twice at her before he began a lively descant upon his fiddle. It had been far too long since the elf had danced and her soul was aching for some kind of diversion or release from her recent woes.

“Woo! Lookit that, boss! Your woman can day-ance!” called the invisible imp, Bez, from Errik’s shoulder. Errik clapped along with the music and pulled out a coin, tossing it into the mug to Adia’s pleasure. Weaving her way to the halfling in time with the music, she leaned down and kissed him on the cheek, thanking him for the coin. A couple of songs later the rest of the party had finally returned to the inn and Adia gave the minstrel a few silver coins in appreciation of the good musical accompaniment. Adia leapt down from the table and donned her bow, quiver, and swords.

“It’s time to pay our respects to the Temple of Pelor,” Saryon declared. Grendmir was very obviously dragging his feet about it, but everyone else seemed like visiting, getting the information, and getting on with this bizarre quest of theirs. Kratash was, as always, up in the lead pushing his way through the crowded streets like a pit bull puppy dog, barking and snapping. Adia started discussing with Serin her new clothing acquisitions, but Serin seemed quite uninterested and just gazed quietly toward their destination.

Upon their arrival they were greeted by a priest of Pelor known as Brother Lumar. The human was bald and wearing humble brown robes that contrasted greatly with the ornate and soaring architecture surrounding him. Adia had never seen such high ceilings before on any kind of structure and immediately began to calculate what she would have to do to scale the walls and position herself on the stone support beams running across the ceiling some 40 or 50 feet up. Smugly, she thought to herself, “I could conquer this place.” Taking note of the amazingly intricate carvings and base reliefs all about the enormous structure, she almost felt as if she didn’t belong here the way she was.

The red dragonborn spoke first and tried to glean some information that might assist the group with regards to the growing threat that was Acererak. Kratash began stumbling over his words again much to Adia’s chagrin and the priest was hardly convinced of the danger, so she swiftly elbowed Errik and said, “Show the man the amulet. We need information on Acererak and we’re not getting it this way.” The halfling nodded in agreement and reached into a pouch, pulling out the glowing green stone upon it’s silver chain. This and one other event in Adia’s life would remain forever etched in her memory as the most horrible incidents she had ever witnessed. Immediately upon withdrawal from the cloth, the amulet’s light increased 100 fold and pulsated in wave after wave, engulfing the whole building and goodness only knew what beyond it.

“What the hell?!” exclaimed Errik. Loud cracks of thunder pealed through the suddenly dense air, lightning flashed through the sky, and all windows went soot black. The sounds of confusion and pain began to rise like a sick, infernal symphony as the dead cracked open the ground and crawled out from what should have been their eternal resting places. Adia’s pupils contracted in shock as she tried to comprehend the scene unfolding before her disbelieving eyes. Briefly, but seeming like an internal eternity, Adia’s mind fogged over.

“Feriel! Please, don’t do this, Feriel! Just, just let me help you! Oh Melora, please…”
“I can’t find them, I can’t find me, I can’t find anything. Time. Time. Time. All we’ve got is time.”
“We’ll find them, Feriel, but we’ll do it together. Come on, Feriel! I can’t do this without you!”

CRUNCH.

Adia’s mind snapped back into place in time to find her comrades’ weapons already drawn and magicks being loosed. Scanning and assessing with the discipline of her kind, she found what appeared to be a leading unit of these undead encroachers. She drew her bow, but before loosing a single arrow she shouted into the chaos.

“Who are you? Why have you come here with your legion? Why now?!”
“We have come to destroy the living! Hahaha!” Before another word could be spoken, Serin motioned to her to start fighting. The elf nodded in concession; there would be no reasoning with these evil things. Saryon, truly in his element, prayed to his god and then filled the sanctuary with an amazing display of light and power. Not only did the light that emanated from the eleven cleric decimate the undead that surrounded them, but healed all wounds of the party near to him. Adia was truly astounded and baffled, but managed to shout to Saryon that she owed him a round of Ale when this was all done with.

Midway into their battle, the leader shouted to the company again saying, “We ought to thank you; we have taken this temple as our own and you have helped!” Adia cringed at those words, looking guiltily at Errik who wasn’t paying attention to her as he was too busy trying to rescue what few survivors there were inside. With Kratash and Grendmir flanking the leader she gathered all her skill and wits then shot straight and true. One arrow was all that it took to knock his head clean from his shoulders, finishing what the two dragonborn had begun. She, and it would appear that the others as well, had been hoping that by slaying the leader the onslaught might be slowed or quelled altogether. Unfortunately, it seemed that the undead rising from their graves were multiplying exponentially and that there was no way to win. Even after Saryon took the amulet from Errik and smashed it to dust underfoot, there was no change. Cutting their losses, everyone corralled as many survivors as possible to them and made for safer haven outside of the boundaries of the now desecrated temple.

Brother Lumar took the six with him to a closed off room used by the clergy in a nearby inn and confessed that he now believed their story of Acererak’s rise to power. Unrolling their tapestries one by one in front of the brother, the group found that every single one had the same foreboding image of a slowly approaching figure corresponding to the lich’s rise to power.

“Brother, please, we need to speak to Sir Sirius Oathbearer. Can you help us?” pleaded Adia, her voice wavering and meek. After a few moments of silence, the brother nodded and said that he knew a secret entrance into the catacombs from below the temple where they could enter relatively unchallenged. Suggesting that they all rest before heading out again after the horrible ordeal they had just faced, Lumar offered to accompany them to their inn then lead them to the entrance in the morning.

“Bah! Rest! Who needs it? We will go NOW! Time is of the essence!” declared the ever brash and impetuous Kratash. All five remaining members of the party dismissed this, complaining of exhaustion and needing to replenish their strength.

“Night has fallen, my brave friend. Would it not be better to continue our work afresh in the morning when we have light on our side?” Saryon reasoned with Brother Lumar backing him up wholeheartedly. Naturally, Kratash wasn’t having any of it.
“Go then, dragonborn. No one here will stop you and it’s your own funeral you attend,” Adia said, waving a dismissive hand at him, “And I would say that it was nice knowing you, but I‘m not one much for lying.”
“We shall miss you when you are gone, comrade,” stated Grendmir, lifting a tankard in salute. Errik and Adia then promptly marched off to their respective rooms to rest and recover, leaving the others to their own devices.

Throwing herself unceremoniously at the bed mattress, Adia stripped off her coverings and lay in the dark alone with her thoughts. Memories swam in a fast and furious current behind her eyes, giving the elf no respite.

“Explain to us why the youngest daughter of the clan leader looks nothing like her mother or the rest of her people? Her hair is snow white and her eyes are like the fabled glaciers of the Northlands. Be true with the council, Roshel: the girl is Eladrin!” The council of elders gasped and muttered among themselves inside of the longhouse central to the Yuirwood clan’s encampment. The female elf standing in the center of the conclave kept her head high and steady, but her spirit was far from unwavering.

“You know this to be untrue, Elder Miertal. Ever since her birth the entire clan has agreed that she was merely an albino. It has happened before and clearly, this is the case now. None of the Yuirwood would ever dare consort with the arcane hungry Eladrin. You know that.” Roshel, leader of the clan, was an imposing figure, even when not at her best. The council was still unconvinced. More voices were raised and shouts were exchanged. Quiet and invisible on the roof of the longhouse, a young Adia crouched low to see through a small crack in the bindings. A single tear rolled down her cheek and she couldn’t understand why.

She had heard it all before, after all. Her mother had given birth to three children of which she was the last. She had many lovers in her time, but no one ever bothered guessing as to who the father was to any of her children. It would have been a waste of time. So Adia looked different from her brothers. So what? She was clearly her mother’s child and could hunt as well, if not better, then her two older siblings. Wiping her cheek, she carefully navigated back to the ground where her brother, Orron, was waiting.

“Well? What’s going on in there? Are they going to make me the new successor to mother?” Orron was the middle child of the three and the most ambitious.
“No, brother. They are talking about my father. Again.”
“Oh great Melora! Why are they on about that again? What does it matter? It’s not even like you’re ever going to be the next clan leader,” Orron huffed.
“And neither are you, Orron!” shouted the eldest, Feriel, from a nearby oak tree. Adia sighed. Those two would never stop. Suddenly, the entrance to the longhouse blew open and their mother strode out, head still held proud, but her face looking a little worse for wear.

“Feriel. Orron. Adia. You are meant to be practicing your archery. What do you think you are doing here loafing about? You are meant to set the example for all the other younglings of the clan.” Adia and her brothers bowed their heads in shame before turning to run back to their assigned tasks. Roshel placed a hand over her heart and silently cursed the day Adia was born.

A knock came at Adia’s door early the next morning and when she came down to the tavern below she saw her party chatting animatedly with Kratash and Serin at the center.

“What’s happening?” Adia asked after ordering a cold breakfast of bread and cheese. As she and the others ate, she was regaled with Kratash’s foolhardy adventure into the crypts and the strange motes he found there. Apparently, Serin became worried for his safety midway through and met him there. Soon after, Serin was describing the fantastical monster that had chased them out made of flesh, blood, excrements, and entrails. It was enough to make Adia lose her appetite altogether.

“So then, is everyone ready? Today we search out Sir Sirius,” said Brother Lumar, passing out torches to the six adventurers. Only a few moments preparation was given before they took off for gods only knew what in the crypts below the temple. Kratash seemed almost giddy at the chance to return and destroy the monster now that he had proper reinforcements. Grendmir seemed interested and Errik wasn’t adverse to the idea, but Saryon’s mind was unusually focused on the task at hand. Of course, Adia wasn’t about to complain that her fellow elf had enough brains to stick to the most pressing of matters.

After leaving Brother Lumar behind in the waking world, the secret door slid shut with a sickening SPLORCH from what appeared to be the previous night’s monster’s droppings. Moving silently behind the five, Adia kept her keen senses on full alert as they quickly made their way through halls lined with dead, decaying bodies and scurrying undead motes. Shocked that nothing had come to impede their progress, the company halted before Sir Sirius Oathbearer’s tomb. The crimson dragonborn all but kicked open the steel barred doors to the tomb and began rifling through everything he could find. Once it seemed that there were no traps to be set off (-this time-, Adia thought) the whole group set themselves about the room looking for clues on how to contact the obviously long dead hero. Kratash plopped himself upon a great stone chair in the middle of the chamber and did his best impression of what a smart person might look like when they were thinking. Adia wasn’t sure he quite pulled it off and giggled softly to herself. At one point, she turned her eyes to the cleric beside her and heard him mumbling to himself about “the worthy vessel” and being able to receive something. One after another, her fellows sat upon the stone chair, including herself, yet nothing happened. Finally, Saryon sat upon the chair. An instant feeling of shock and power coursed through the whole room.

“Greetings, travelers,” boomed a deep, gravelly voice from Saryon’s thin frame. Instantly, Adia knew that this was who they had been looking for.

“Lord Sirius Oathbearer?” she inched forward, peering into the blank eyes that were not Saryon’s. Once he nodded his head everyone began to lay into him all at once; questions, concerns, and everything in between were brought forward to the echo of the once great cleric who, alongside his five companions, had bested Acererak in an age long past. He told them in no uncertain terms that the activation of the amulet’s power and the hostile takeover of the temple were no less than a declaration of war. The six present within his tomb were marked by the lich as his newest energy sources and rivals.

The echo spoke of the wizard, Markus Denelian, who had drawn Errik to him with that fateful warning, “The Devourer is returning!” The echo also spoke of a deva who had mastered the twin blades, known as Horus Lightborn, an Eladrin sorceress called Marian Aldarbrush, a dwarven battlerager of endless bravery named Dwar Steelgrand, and a distant ancestor of Grendmir’s, S'erikk Akara. Although she couldn’t be completely certain, Adia was getting the impression that most everyone was as blown away by the strange connections between these heroes of old and themselves. She was the first to bring it to the spirit’s attention.

“Could it be, Lord, that each one of us has in you and your companions a counterpart that we are meant to receive an item or blessing from?”
“This, I cannot answer, elf. I do not know. I am but an echo of my once living self and can give you all the information I once possessed about Acererak in order to help you. Past that, the best advice I can impart to you is to seek out my old comrades and the aid that they too may share with you,” the shade said. After a few more questions from everyone in the room, Sir Sirius informed them that Saryon was able to hear everything from deep inside his subconscious and would find a gift waiting for him within the sarcophagus. Thanks were given and then the spirit departed from the elven cleric’s body. As soon as Saryon was himself again he moved purposefully to a shadowy nook in the stone enclosure and removed his gift from the old hero: a holy gylph of the god Pelor. Without another word, the company moved to leave the tomb armed with information and hope that they would be able to find a way to stop the return of this malevolent dictator.

“Who’s there?” Serin cried. Just as the iron doors to the crypt were being shut, a shadow figure of a man appeared before them with eyes glowing bright ruby in the eerie darkness. Adia’s breath caught in her chest and her body braced itself for combat, but her mind refused to obey. Unintelligible whispers slithered through her psyche, fear gripping her very soul. Just as a scream was ready to leave her lips the figure vanished into thin air and Adia was left standing in astonishment and awe.

To be continued…

That was REALLY nice and well written. Sometimes the games just kinda feel like outlines to me because it's hard to put too much detail into it. But this was a great method of filling in the gaps. Almost makes me wonder if I'm the right DM for this group. =D

Sweet mother of god! That was awesome. Great stuff. Love the effort.

Shawnacy said:

That was REALLY nice and well written. Sometimes the games just kinda feel like outlines to me because it's hard to put too much detail into it. But this was a great method of filling in the gaps. Almost makes me wonder if I'm the right DM for this group. =D

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please, please stay. if adia was dm, the traps would kill me in the first session.

Gurpel said:

Shawnacy said:

That was REALLY nice and well written. Sometimes the games just kinda feel like outlines to me because it's hard to put too much detail into it. But this was a great method of filling in the gaps. Almost makes me wonder if I'm the right DM for this group. =D

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please, please stay. if adia was dm, the traps would kill me in the first session.

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Yeah she hates you.

Shawnacy said:

Almost makes me wonder if I'm the right DM for this group. =D

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Bah, you know you are, Shawn. I'm just taking your ideas and adding little details. You're the mastermind, I'm the copy editor. :heythere:

heh, i like how wrekk/vrak and bejek/bejik's names keep changing

Going to have to remember to update this.
I heard someone say there was a character limit on posts. Is this true? In which case I'm almost afraid to edit the summary.

Updated information.

Wee! I found the thread.

Shameless boomp.

Shawnacy said:

Kratash, trying to makeup for the fatal incident with the Kenku prisoner, successfully managed to save a Kenku from being eaten alive by one of the cubes. Adia was not very thrilled.

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ROFL XD

Updated story/character/npc information.

WTB updates.

Update me!

^^^

Heh.

Trying to summarize the Astrazalian arc is likely to take as long and be as confusing as it was to play. Not that I didn't LOVE IT, but yeah, it was pretty involved.

Alright alright. Updated.

Man I keep forgetting how epic our story is getting.

You forgot Saryon's return! And the drow's anger against him!

*whip*

SeriousJay said:

You forgot Saryon's return! And the drow's anger against him!

*whip*

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The Saryon thing I can understand, but the drow's anger seems slightly inconsequential :faint:
But both have been added.

Damn straight!

Updated.
I'm also working on an Obsidian Portal account that should replace this thread soon enough.

Obsidian what now?

bumping this

Requesting an update.

K. Updated.

Reopened!