The Hand of Destiny was drinking at the bar when Aleera decided to go and apologize to Floon and Renard in regards to a previous altercation between them and Hepolita. She pushed a bag containing a thousand dragons and promised the pair a week of free drinks at the bar to show her contrition. They accepted, happy to have gold to spend and booze to drink. In reality, they had very little memory of what had happened that night and were happy to put it behind them. … More A Devilish Contract

The Hand of Destiny awoke the next morning still within the airy confines of Aleera’s “Mansion”. It was a lovely outdoor encampment centered in a clearing surrounded by dense, inviting forest. They were all eager to step back into the vault and clear the remaining money. The view they were met with upon exiting the magical residence was not what they had been expecting. All across the immaculate stone floor was not a single piece of the gold they had left for later collection. Someone had snuck in somehow and removed the copious amounts of gold during the night.  … More Shattered Expectations

Darkness swathed The Hand of Destiny in its embrace. Kaladrax, being as good as blind in the dark, cast his Light cantrip to see ahead. They were in a tunnel of carved rock with a matching stone staircase leading down. There was no definite end in sight until, finally, they came upon an opening. Aleera noticed that though the walls were made of stone, the entire dungeon was completely clean. She wondered if the whole vault was as immaculate.  … More The Great Celestial Vault

After making sure Gralmor and Zenriel were safe, the party made their way over to the City of the Dead. They were searching for answers and clues as to how to open the door to the Great Vault they were looking for. They walked around searching for the statue they needed first. Then they could focus on learning what they needed to to open it. There were many statues in the City of the Dead. The rich families that buried their dead here often bought statues in commemoration.  … More My Beardy Face

After finishing their research for the vault, the Hand of Destiny headed out to find the missing pieces of the puzzle they needed to complete. They stopped off at the Spectre’s Respite downstairs to check on supplies and make sure business was running smoothly. They were about to walk through the door when it opened as Leif, their live-in poltergeist bartender, threw a drunk out into the street. When the bundle of rags stood up and faced the astounded group, they realized it was a destitute Gralmor.  … More Gralmor’s Fall

The Hand of Destiny reconvened at The Spectre’s Respite to check on their wounded friend. Zenriel was upstairs inside Kaladrax’s Magnificent Mansion, recovering from her ordeal at the hands of a Masked Lord. They brought food with them and drinks so she wouldn’t have to do much else. The mansion came down as the eight hour ticked. Everyone had stepped outside before, not wanting to be shoved out after the spell ended.  … More Another Clue in the Chain