Games Logs

Komzin, Rakthe, and Bayleaf approach the brazier, and climb within. Komzin selects a yellow stone and casts it into the flickering green flames at the center. The three experience the now-familiar flash of light, the sharp sulfurous smell, and the nauseating pull of magical teleportation.

The eight adventures mill around the coach depot, beneath the faded wooden sign, “Wallard & Son Transit and Cargo.” They have arrived in sin

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 Crown sneers. “Well, I don’t know what all the fuss is about. There would be no more trouble if you just kept us some of us magical

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

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

I am ancient. I am the land. I fear nothing. Yet wisdom demands caution regarding certain matters. This is the benefit of being both inte