Games Logs

The morning light filters weakly through the tall windows of the Burgomaster’s mansion as Deprimer sends for Gadof Blinsky to attend him. Th

The acrid smell of brimstone hangs thick in the air as Kiki, Arman, Vali, and Reklaw secure their truck at the weathered pier, its ropes gro

Dr. Magmus Rockbottom climbs the short ladder beside his podium, his ginger beard catching the orange glow from the ceiling-mounted braziers

The table groans under the weight of the feast—thick wolf steaks still sizzling, rich stew sending up clouds of savory steam, earthy mushroo

Istyher scrambles backward as the blight’s vine cracks through the air like thunder, the impact sending them sprawling into the mud.

Deprimer and Krelldutt step out of the Blue Water Inn into the cold evening air, their breath misting as Danika waves them off with a promis

The final scarecrow crumples to the ground, its burlap skin torn and leaking straw. The friends stand breathing hard in the dim afternoon li

The truck idles at the checkpoint, its engine rumbling against the biting wind that slices across the frozen wasteland. Before them stands a

The official letter arrives on heavy parchment, sealed with the university’s emblem pressed deep into crimson wax. Reyna breaks the seal and

The acrid scent of Nesquo’s Poison Spray fills the air as it arcs wide of the final velociraptor. Nesquo retreats into the ruined airship’s

Disguised as Deprimer, Duster crosses the thick carpet of the Burgomaster’s office. The walls rise around him, lined floor to ceiling with b

Madame Wachter needs a full day to prepare her husband’s body for transport, which leaves the friends with an unexpected gift: time, and poc

Bayleaf jolts awake on a stone shelf, wet and shivering. Water drips from his sodden clothing as consciousness slowly returns. Nearby, somet

The hexmates gather around their usual table in the Biblioplex café, each clutching a copy of the latest Strixhaven Times. The newspaper’s b

One of the velociraptors darts away from Nesquo into the trees. It is able to creep unseen by any of the group. Unknown to them, it is

The distant thrumming reaches Conwan’s keen ears as his companions’ voices fade to whispers, then vanish entirely into Ravenloft’s ominous

On the north side of the twisted and smoking wreckage of Windchaser, Captain Morrison winces with each step. His left leg has borne the brun

Krelldutt pushes through the heavy wooden door of the Blue Water Inn, his massive frame radiating the frustration that has been building sin

The hexmates trudge through the corridors toward their dorm, their footsteps echoing off the stone walls. The scent of magical residue still

The golden gleam catches Biblo’s eye as he stares at the massive pile of coins before us. Each disc bears the same haunting imagery—Strahd’s