The night was not over. Drunk as they were, Aleera and Kaladrax wandered away from the Oasis after they heard the attendants talking about a snake woman that cured the plague of ash healing the settlers of the Oasis. They were speculating about who she was and why she had chosen certain people to cure and not others. The man who was preaching about her kindness had only said that it was very taxing on the woman and seemed to sap her strength.  … More Reunions and Hangovers

The morning after the entire city was saved from the ravages of a rock army Hepolita rose early. She cooked the biggest most delicious breakfast that the party had had in a while. The rest of the group were pleasantly surprised as Hepolita was a rough fighter type that didn’t seem like the kind to like cooking. Refreshed and ready to go, the party set out at once to Drakenforge. It was not only the last of the Blessings but also the next location of the ingredients for the panacea to restore everything from the curse of Ash. … More Drakenforge and Day Drinking

Aleera got up, drying her tears and brushing the grime off her clothes. She was about to fly upwards to meet the others when the ground a little ways off rumbled. A mound of dirt came popping out of the ground as if something was burrowing. She got ready to fight again if need be when something came out. It was a statue of Milo. It was a perfect replica of him. Cracks formed on the statue and Aleera stepped forward in concern.  … More Race to King’s Crest

At the mouth of the Broodmaw Caverns the party found a warning. It read, “No cheating, No party pooping, and No FLYING!.” It looked more like the entrance to a child’s room than the lair of a terrible spirit. Kariss had to touch down on her broom to put it away and Aleera floated gently down until her feet hit solid dirt. They made their way into the darkness on foot. In one of the ante chambers they met a small diminutive looking girl that was all dirty. It was Terra and she wished them luck through the trial. … More The Blessing of Terra

The party awoke the next morning after a rough night. Aleera and Kaladrax left almost immediately to see his mother and keep her company. They returned later in the day to find Urstil, the Headmistress of Whistler University. She was Kaladrax’s boss. It was a little strange that she came alone. No escort or guard followed. She had come to ask the group to investigate the increasing earth elemental attacks. With the Oasis liberated, the healing potions were being made again but the earth elemental attacks were disrupting distribution lines and making impossible for the outer settlements to receive any aid.  … More Attack at High Noon

As the party walked into their guild hall after returning from Brownbriar they were met with a strange sight. A well armed woman dressed in dark colors was sitting in their general meeting area when they entered. Her dark red hair was pulled up into a neat ponytail and revealed striking blue eyes through her bangs.  … More The Art of Negotiation

The road back to King’s Crest from the village of Brownbriar was almost uneventful. Kariss couldn’t shake the feeling that some of the creatures had been able to escape Happy Jack’s tent as it collapsed. As the others settled down to make camp off the road for the night, they wouldn’t be able to reach King’s Crest until tomorrow, Kariss went off in search of the possible creatures out there.  … More A Web of Multicolored String

ATTENTION: This story is based on us running a Halloween one-shot called Happy Jack’s Funhouse – available on dmsguild.com for just under $7. If you don’t want to know what happens do not read on but I will include that our DM adjusted some parts of the story to fit our campaign.
… More The Tragedy of Happy Jack

ATTENTION: This story is based on us running a Halloween one-shot called Happy Jack’s Funhouse – available on dmsguild.com for just under $7. If you don’t want to know what happens do not read on but I will include that our DM adjusted some parts of the story to fit our campaign. … More Mystery in Brownbriar

As per dragonborn custom, all assets shall hereafter be transfered to my only son and heir, Kaladrax. To my loving wife, I know Kaladrax will take care of you and make sure you are always safe. I love you always, in this world and the next. To my son, Kaladrax, I ask that you make your mother’s life as comfortable as possible. … More The Last Living Will and Testament of Fafnir the Dragonborn