Games Logs

Later, when they compare recollections about the gathering on that first day—before the funeral but after the meeting with the half-vampire

High above the blazing Wall of Fire that burns above the Tsolenka Pass, Ratrick smolders, wisps of smoke curling from his singed fur. The ac

The battle ends. Reyna crouches halfway up the spiral staircase leading to the dormitory rooms while Rubina sits just above her, shaking her

The dwarf Torgan was promised a magical greataxe by a Vistani woman he met while traveling along the forest road. In hindsight, following he

On the evening before they expect to reach the Tsolenka Pass, the companions bid their elderly elvish visitor a warm good night, watching as

The dark figure approaches and in the dim light the players see a slight, humanoid form, maybe female. She is slender, long limbed and small

“We must leave Ravenloft for the Amber Temple.” Komzin folds the scroll and tucks it into his belt. “Lord Strahd is sending us there to retr

Charybdis stands motionless in the tunnel ahead, hands crossed before him, blocking the truck’s path with quiet confidence. His appearance i

Victory still seems very distant. Even as Vex flings open the door to flee, it’s apparent the polymorphing waves remain in effect. The spell

A collective gasp erupts from the citizens, drawn from the market by the sounds of combat, as Krieger’s men rush Deprimer. Their Burgomaster

The storm giant’s lips curl into a sneer as he watches Thunk back away, the tiny griffon tucked protectively out of sight against the bugbea

The magical barrister’s wig tumbles from Deprimer’s head as he crashes onto his back in the rain-slick street before the Burgomaster’s mansi

In the flooded dungeon corridor beneath Castle Ravenloft, Raktha, Bayleaf, and Komzin press their attack against the vampire spawn. The tight confines of the passage force them into brutal close quarters combat. Raktha, bleeding from earlier wounds, retreats up the stone stairs and draws his longbow. His arrows whistle past Komzin's shoulder into the mass of pale flesh ahead.

The party stirs as dawn breaks over the shattered bones of the minotaur skeleton. Fifteen days—that’s all the time they have to reach the Am

The party stands before the remorhaz’s nest, heat radiating from the creature’s segmented carapace in waves that make the air shimmer. Six e

Istyher and Astrid, closest to the open door, hear what sounds like several sets of feet tapping across stone. Unable to contain her

Dim light seeps through the stained glass windows that tower over the long dining table in the Great Hall of the Abbey. The scent of wood

Reklaw twists desperately within the hellish scourge that binds him, the barbed coils biting into his flesh with each movement. Despite the

All in the Common Room hold their breath. High above them, they can hear the pounding of Titania’s feet as they ascend the spiral staircase

The group hear the grinding of stone on stone as the guardian statue’s eyes roll to find Three, dancing atop the altar that stands before it