Campaign Summary #17
We are celebrated, and Habistaw’s prophesy leads us to seek an ancient tomb in the badlands.
Campaign Summary #18
With winter coming, it’s time to head back to Amber. Ariza gets us invited to a wedding!
Campaign Summary #19
We attend the wedding while Ariza mixes pleasure with work.
The University Quarter
Gashesh wiped a cold film of sweat from his forehead. He almost turned the page of his book with his wet hand but then remembered to wipe his hands on his robes first. The tomes in New Albion Hall’s library were valuable and zealously cared for. He’d stand a fair chance of being noticed if …
Perfectly Alone
A good year. The harvest was long since finished and the root cellar was quite full. He had a good store of fuel, the animals were provided for, and he still had some money left over after his trades with that greedy caravan master Worsh. He suspected the priest Stefano might have had something to …
Friends
A sharp, cold wind blew. While humans might have shunned the discomfort Zeff welcomed it. He unbuttoned his coat and let the gusts’ chilled fingers find their way beneath his mail to caress his recent wound. It cooled his temper as well, and after a couple hours of walking in the cold he was thinking …
Campaign Summary #22
In the Sandy Landing bar Moriliel has returned to the stage to play her cittern. Habistaw and Fedor are with us. Habistaw is enjoying the music without much to say at the moment. Rhun approaches Habistaw and asks about the mausoleum he wants us to enter. “Habistaw, under what rites was the deceased buried?” “She’s …
Campaign Summary #23
Ariza checks the doors in the room. The central door is warmer to the touch than the others. Rhun wonders if the room with the symbols might suggest more information. He has a hunch that the doors may lead to other planes. Liadan dons the glasses and looks at the symbols: they glow a little …
Campaign Summary #24
We walk with Sherine towards her short tower. Around her tower fruit trees are growing and gardens are in bloom. The compound is verdant. The first floor contains a common area with one table and a single chair, but she brings us to a carpeted floor where we sit. She casts a quick spell, and …
Reminiscing
Run, dammit, run. You’re a freak to them, and a threat. It was only a matter of time before they were going to come for you. The guards were trying to be cagey, but their sidelong glances gave them away. The boy with the sneer had a white knuckled grip on his spear, betraying a nervous eagerness for violence. …