Adventures in Aervera
The journey to Boulderham was a relatively quiet one. Two cold nights, whiskey, and Durn. Durn was a great traveling companion. He was friendly and knowledgeable, telling stories of his travels and of the interesting things he’d seen and learned. He found good campsites with natural shelter from the elements, and the flaming dung actually did have a faintly …
As soon as the dragon falls, Rhun checks on the party’s health. He’s very concerned for Ariza and lays his hands upon her, and she springs back. He then channels additional energy and heals the rest of the party. With everyone feeling better, Rhun turns his attention to Fedor. Unfortunately, there’s nothing Rhun can do …
The snow fell all night, leaving a clear trail of footprints behind them as they hurried on. Because their pursuers would be able to follow them easily their best hope was speed. The spell that weakened him had worn off a while ago, so Zeff now carried both his and Dessa’s packs as her endurance …
Zeff calls out that there’s some figures around the cabins, moving through the darkness. Durn shuffles through his pack and pulls out some alchemists fire and asks Gemma to watch his back. She nods and loads her crossbow. Durn sneaks around a building and tosses some fire at the central zombie in the pack of four. With …
We wake the next morning and the Dessa and Gemma start their morning rituals. Dorn questions Tillock about how he came to be here. Tillock tells us about how he worked on the Hood farm, and he had no choice but to run when the hobgoblins invaded and now he’s hoping to just get back …
Ahedak’s sandaled feet crunched through the snow. His warriors grumbled over the cold as they marched behind him. Let them whine and bellyache about their burdens. It was their own weakness that left them burdened with heavy armor, the cold metal biting their frail skins. He needed no such protections. He was faster than wind, lighter than flame, and hard …
Eleven Fingered Gendro’s life had never been an easy one. Born to poverty in New Albion, he was orphaned before his eighth summer when a plague ravaged the slums. Without friends or family, he lived on the streets, stealing food when he could, eating from the refuse piles when he couldn’t. He’d suffered abuses at the hands …