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  • Mar 18, 2018

    Hoard of the Dragon Queen: the Beginning

    Postmark: Phandelin

    Welcome, readers, to the adventures of the Order of Wolves. You join them after they have been rightfully celebrating their victory over the Redbrands, the Black Spider and Glass Staff, relieving the good folk of Phandelin from their machinations.

  • Mar 4, 2018

    Lost Mines of Phandelver Week 9

    Gus:

    It’s going to be a while before I can get all the damp out of my clothes after all the lake water I’ve been wading in.

  • Feb 26, 2018

    Lost Mines of Phandelver Week 8

    Gus:

    Evening all, sorry about the wait, it’s been a busy one here.

  • Feb 19, 2018

    3 Wizards & a Cleric: Week 2 - Hollow Man

    Postmark: Ravenloft
    Sorcha:

    I’m back and we’ve had a bit of action these last few days. It’s weird, even though things have gotten very strange and frankly disturbing it feels good to get out and do something. I was settled in at Ravenloft (and I am still worried about the folks there) but now I feel… alive. And properly creeped out. I’ll fill you in.

    In my last entry I told you Barbs was calling out for everyone, turns out she sensed Traben go unconscious (some of these gifts from the Ravens feel pretty invasive, to be honest, although I’ll let it slide). Ellidar had a little magical look-see to check whether he was just blind-drunk or something else was happening. He told us he saw a hooded figure dropping Traben into a bath of green stuff whilst waving a staff made of vertebrae around. I mean, it could be a stag-do or some initiation rites but I think you’re supposed to be conscious for those.

  • Feb 13, 2018

    3 Wizards & a Cleric: Week 1

    Postmark: Ravenloft
    Sorcha:

    That citizens’ meeting was gruelling and quite divisive, which was a sad expectation. No-one really wanted to pay the restitutions demanded by the Zhentarim from Darkhold and give up their new-found freedom and I can’t say as I blame them. The initial payment was over 50,000GP and I’d bet my last copper piece that wouldn’t be the end of it. No, the real division was whether to fight or flee and that debate raged on for hours. In the end the majority of the town of Krezk chose to move on, whilst most others opted to stay and fight. We laid on a morning feast to try and ease the tensions - there’s a chance that these people may never see each other again. It’s certainly a grim time.