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  • Session 35: Skulking

    The adventurers proceeded to the north, until they came back to the northern hall with many exits, including the stairway they’d used while being escorted to and from the Coenoby. Xan crept over to the hallway to the south to take a peek. Six identical …

  • Session 1: The Sarcophagus

    _13 Planting, 595 CY_ At [[:xan|Xan’s]] suggestion, the four would-be adventurers had left town separately, to avoid drawing attention to themselves, and one-by-one, they gathered at an abandoned mine office about an hour north of Diamond Lake. They …

  • Session 2: A Face in Darkness

    The company briefly discussed what to do next, and it was decided to attempt climbing the chain for the glowing blue lantern to the upper level they’d seen. [[:cornelius|Drake]] managed the climb then tied a rope around his waist and tossed the other end …

  • Session 4: Silence of the Lands

    “Whoa!” [[:cornelius|Drake]] cried, jumping back a step from the small rock man. [[:xan|Xan]] immediately drew the enchanted short sword and advanced on the earth monster. He hacked at it with his blade, and sliced off the end of one of its “arms”. [[:mom …

  • Interlude: Blood Makes Noise

    Posted by "Gurtchmann":http://www.obsidianportal.com/profile/Gurtchmann “Blood makes noise,” Mother always told me.
    I never really understood that until recently.
    When fear and anger and frustration build up until your blood pounds in your …

  • Session 7: The Tomb of Zosiel

    Liberty and Xan dropped by Drake’s place again, but there was no answer to their knocking. “If he doesn’t come to the door next time, I’m going in there to make sure that little bastard hasn’t eaten him,” said the sorcerer. “I doubt it,” said Xan. “I …

  • Session 14: The Threefold Spawn

    The adventurers made their way back through the grimlock caverns and into the Dark Cathedral. To the south, the oily black pool roiled violently. [[:cornelius|Drake]] gritted his teeth at the sight. “Well… That’s ominous.” “It wasn’t doing that before, …

  • Interlude-Ashes, Ashes

    Posted by "Darth Krzysztof":http://www.obsidianportal.com/profile/DarthKrzysztof _26 Planting, 595 CY_ [[:liberty | Liberty]] was finally starting to relax when one of the [[Midnight Salute | Midnight Salute’s]] second story windows exploded in a …

  • Session 17: Into the Mistmarsh

    The lizardfolk lurked in three groups around the center of the camp, primitive bedrolls strewn about. A larger lizardfolk with a steel shield and sturdy club sat in their midst, and that one casually gestured at the adventurers with a wicked leer. Before …

  • Session 18: The Twisted Branch

    The chamber had more than ten sleeping pallets made of swamp grass and mud. Mangaroo roots twined all over the walls, but the floors were otherwise clear. More importantly, it contained half a dozen lizardfolk reaching for weapons. The reptilian soldiers …

  • Session 20: Getting to Greyhawk

    _17 Flocktime, 595 CY_ Allustan helped the adventurers compile the notes and discoveries they’d made about the Ebon Triad in Diamond Lake and the spawn of Kyuss in the Mistmarsh. He provided them with an address for his associate Eligos, a sage in the …

  • Session 21: Laws and Libations

    “Hello! The name’s Xan Quinn, and these are my companions Drake, Liberty, and Charles.” The rogue flashed a smile at Mom upon using the half-orc’s real name. “We are making another journey from Diamond Lake to do some commerce and maybe take in the …

  • Session 26: Denouement

    Liberty’s voice was quiet, but rising with anger. “Sabotaged it how?” “And why?” added Mom softly. “He didn’t exactly say,” said Xan. “All I know is that he caused the collapse intentionally, but it happened at the wrong time. No one was supposed to …

  • Session 30: Tentacles

    Mom raged and whirled on the octopus-creature nearest Liberty, cutting into it deeply. Drake noticed something strange about the creatures’ gaze, and averted his eyes, aiming a firebomb at another of the beasts using his peripheral vision. He grinned …

  • Session 31: Mastermind

    Drake glanced over at his stunned companions as he turned, and seeing them struggle against their mental chains gave him pause. He couldn’t just walk away _now_! What was he _doing_? With a growl, the alchemist whirled back around, bomb in hand, and …

  • Session 33: Round One

    “I… Uh…” Liberty tried. Unfortunately, the guards came around to escort all the non-gladiators from the Arena. “We’ll speak more after the tournament,” promised Tirra. “Let your manager know about our arrangement, and I’ll collect your part from him.” …

  • Session 34: Teambuilding

    Ekaym drew the adventurers into their assigned chamber, and sat down on one of the bunks, facing them with an earnest expression upon his face. "My sister Lahaka disappeared here last year, not long after the previous Champion’s Games. I’ve been looking …

  • Session 38: Bodies

    The zombie did not react to their intrusion into the room. "Oh. Oh, no,” said Liberty. "Oh... This.... I think this is sad,” agreed Drake. "What do we know about zombies in general? Is it possible that there is anything left of her mind?" Xan …

  • Charles Fisher

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Dramatis Personae]] >> *Charles Fisher* --- p=. [[:mom]] Surprised half-orc Cleric of Kord ---

  • Mom's Journal

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> *Mom's Journal* --- Riting is hard but I wil tri to keep a jornal to help remember thingz that hapin to us whyl we adventur.
    If yu find this, giv it to Charles Fisher the miner in Diamond Lake. h4. Chapter 1 …

  • Mom Journal 1

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> [[Mom's Journal]] >> *Mom Journal 1* --- *13 Planting, 595 CY*
    (Morning) Went with Zan, Korneeleeus and Libertee to the Wispering Karn.
    Met at the old bilding that is in ruins sepratly to keep from …

  • Mom Journal 2

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> [[Mom's Journal]] >> *Mom Journal* --- *13 Planting, 595 CY* (Afternoon/Evening) We chose the up path and we all clymbed the chayne to a hallway. *Cornelius* clymed the chayne then let down a rope to make it …

  • Mom Journal 3

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> [[Mom's Journal]] >> *Mom Journal 3* --- *14 Planting, 595 CY* Az planed we entered the tomb in the morning and went down to the lower level to explor the last door. It turned out to be a privee and did not leed …

  • Mom Journal 4

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> [[Mom's Journal]] >> *Mom Journal 4* --- *14 Planting, 595 CY (2)* It tuk on a humanoid shayp and spoke to us, althou we did not understand it. It ataked us and we beat it down. Liberty burned it and Drake and I …

  • Mom Journal 12

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> [[Mom's Journal]] >> *Mom Journal 12* --- _26 Planting, 595 CY_ Thys new playse is mor cave lyke and full of rubel. It maykes it difikult to mov kwiklee.
    This areea is full of gray skinned, eyeless kreeturs …

  • Mom Journal 13

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> [[Mom's Journal]] >> *Mom Journal 13* --- 26 Planting, 595 CY (later)
    After the fyte, I yused wands to heal evryun and we got reddy to kross the brige.
    As soon az Xan crossed, the gimloks ataked him and I …

  • Mom Journal 14

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> [[Mom's Journal]] >> *Mom Journal 14* --- 26 Planting, 595 CY (even later)
    Wen we got bak to the mayn entranse, the pul was heeving. We new to expect somthing nastee to show up soon. We kast som spels to help …

  • Mom Journal 15

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> [[Mom's Journal]] >> *Mom Journal 15* --- 8 Flocktime, 595 CY
    A week and mor haz pased sinse Constance dyed. It haz ben hard for my frends to kope with that los and hard for me to wach them. I hav never felt …

  • Mom Journal 16

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> [[Mom's Journal]] >> *Mom Journal 16* --- Journal 16- As told to Brother Tobin, Scribe of the Free City Kordite Temple After Allustan had teleported back to Diamond Lake, the group set a fire to attract the …

  • Mom Journal Final

    [[Main Page]] >> [[Memoirs]] >> [[Mom's Journal]] >> *Mom Journal Final* --- _This is found tucked into the last page of Mom’s Journal. Along with numerous scraps of paper with sentences and words written out in many different styles and handwriting …

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