Deeds and Danger

Another Gnome Bites The Dust
Falling like leaves

Vordakai scoffs as he assaults the remaining three members of the Iron Tide, pulling out the arrow poor Rufus fired directly into his eye and sending out wave after wave of horrendous, ancient curses to weaken them and rend their very souls.

Rufus' Dream
The Face of Death

What are my memories? I remember a friend that lied but meant no harm. A true friend. An act of daring courage. I remember the resolve of a leader. I remember the look of men ready to face death.

A Man Chooses, A Slave Obeys
Cyclops Liches and Chariots of Fire

It might have been the fact that we had all brushed with death closer than we had ever been before (well…besides the time I actually died that is), or perhaps it was the bastard sword arching towards my open neck, but I began to feel reminiscent.

Watertombs and Bags of tricks
where rivers of gold appear once more!

Sir Francis’s Letter to Home #6

Dear Mother and Father,

I have never been more uncomfortable in all my days! Recent events have lodged water, sand, and gold coins into every crevasse, nook, and cranny my clothes and armor has to offer! Where is my squire when I am in my hour of need? How hath I found myself in this position you ask? Well, let me tell you!

The Road South
And down we go...

After a most hospitable evening with the Nomen Centaurs, we were directed southward toward the wicked lands they described to us. Surely the evil that cast its sorcery upon Varnhold will be found there, and hopefully, the missing Centaur woman as well.

Awoke In The Night
Souls Eaten and Ground Broken

Expedition Log
Gozran 22, 4710

I was dreaming of years past, back when I first took Bones home to Oleg’s trading post as a wolf pup. Life was simpler then. Sir Thorne and the others were gathered around the table in the yard talking to a newcomer. Kesten patrolled the walls with the brothers Soupson, and Oleg was mounting the head of a slain troll on the side of his barn. Bones ran up to investigate a small lizard creature hopping excitedly on the table, and as I approached the newcomer turned to me and said…

Ghost Town Blues
Spriggan Ze Deutsch?

Rufus never mentioned how dreadfully boring watching over people sleep can be. Maybe he enjoys the silence, either that or he gets off on viewing people slumber. I’d rather not think about it either way. It has taken us several days, but we have finally arrived at our destination of Varnhold.

A Restov missive draws Iron forth!
And so they ride

Sir Thorne’s Letter Home #5

Dear Father and Mother,

It has been a full year of ups and downs as you may imagine. Surely the news of IronHold’s destruction has reached the eyes and ears of Restov by now! Fear not! For after we put out the fires, we slew the beast that wreaked havoc upon the capitol by mine own command.

It was definitely the worst of times...

I believe I was mistaken in believing, when I accepted the challenge of helping my friends build a kingdom, that its leaders could keep the people from bearing the burdens and facing the dangers that such an endeavor entails. Just because no great land has ever succeeded in this, to my knowledge, did not deter my optimism that the innocent need not suffer.

A God Among Lizards
A Mortal Among Men
Expedition Log
Erastus 25, 4709

The Gnome explorer Jubilast has brought to council news of the whereabouts of a troll fortress to the South. I am grateful after months with no leads on the troll presence that an ally was able to discover their base of operations before they discovered ours.


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