Gods, Gold, and Getting Out Alive The adventuring party found themselves on the second tier of the dungeon, the echoes of their recent battle with a strange genie still lingering. After a brief discussion about party formation, they approached a heavy door adorned with intricate glyphs and a striking carving of an eagle battling a
Oni Troubles, Illusions, and a Whole Lot of Kicking Welcome back to the continuing adventures of our intrepid (and often bewildered) heroes in the Hidden Shrine! Session 5 proved to be another rollercoaster of perilous encounters, bizarre discoveries, and moments that can only be described as uniquely their own. Last week saw the party battling
Session 4 would likely begin with Vila experiencing the effects of the swamp plague, suffering one level of exhaustion, adding to the exhaustion she already had from her frenzied rage. Good Morning would have cast Find Familiar and summoned a hawk familiar, which they intended to send up the hole in the ceiling where they
Session 3 began with the party entering a grand chamber filled with life-sized clay statues resembling an ancient army. Algos used Detect Magic and initially found nothing unusual, but later sensed magic emanating from under a weak-looking cairn or dome. Yor Eye hacked at the dome with a hand axe, and Algos detected two magical
Session 2 began with a player experiencing technical difficulties. Once resolved, the party decided to explore the east and south doors in the room with the giant crayfish, who had pointed them in those directions. They bypassed the north stairs due to rubble. Choosing the west door, they entered a hallway and heard faint singing.
Our adventure into the Hidden Shrine of Tamoachan has begun! In this first session, our intrepid party of adventurers found themselves in the bustling city of Waterdeep, where whispers of an ancient, ruined city and a hidden shrine dedicated to a vampire god sparked their collective interest. Let’s meet our heroes: The session kicked off
Our fellowship of experienced adventurers found themselves enjoying a well-deserved respite in a tavern when their peace was abruptly shattered by the arrival of a desperate letter. The plea came from Lisa of Bloom, a Priestess from the Order of Passage in the nearby city of Bloom, a city now gripped by a terrifying mystery.
Our tale begins with a band of five seasoned adventurers – two devout clerics, a melodious bard, a fierce barbarian, and a cunning rogue – finding themselves in familiar company, though perhaps with lighter coin purses than they’d prefer after a night of revelry. They were a group accustomed to seeking out honest (and hopefully
The weary travelers arrived in the seemingly ordinary lumber town of Falcons Hollow, expecting respite and perhaps a bit of local color. However, the midday sun cast a pall over an unusually quiet settlement. The main road, typically bustling with activity, was eerily still, hinting at an unseen trouble brewing within. As they approached the
Our fellowship of adventurers, drawn by whispers of an earthquake-revealed, long-sealed fortress tower, cautiously approached the ancient structure. Time and the elements had taken their toll; the once proud tower now stood in a state of significant disrepair, with a leaning front door and a large pile of smoldering ash and bones nearby, hinting at
The lingering dread of Montarthus Manor pulled our seasoned adventurers back to the blighted region, a place where shadows danced with memory and the air itself seemed to whisper of past horrors. The legend of the evil doll clung to their minds like a persistent nightmare, a porcelain effigy of unspeakable malice. Returning to the
Our brave adventurers recently delved into the unsettling quiet of a seemingly abandoned manor, a place that soon revealed its tormented past. While the Hearth room initially offered a semblance of safety, the lure of the unknown drew them deeper into the decaying structure. The exploration began with a descent into the heart of the
Our recent foray into the world of Fantasy Grounds took a decidedly chaotic turn with an adventure titled “Dibs Wagon of Doom.” What began as a seemingly normal day quickly devolved into a desperate struggle against a bizarre and dangerous contraption threatening a peaceful town. We soon learned that the source of the trouble was
Our recent foray into the troubled town of Ashwood proved to be a descent into a nightmare far deeper than we initially imagined. Drawn by the desperate pleas of our friend Talia, the innkeeper of the Rook’s Rest, we arrived to find a once-charming village cloaked in an oppressive gloom. The heavy rain and darkened
Our latest Fantasy Grounds game day took us into the perilous depths of an ancient, six-sided tower in an adventure we’ll call “Tower of the Mad Mage“. Our diverse party, including a level two fairy sorcerer with a spy background, a half-elf monk in his third age, and a wizard who started his studies late
Greetings, fellow gamers! Our session on February 16th took an unexpected and chaotic turn with an adventure we’ll fondly remember as “Dibs Wagon of Doom“. Our party of brave (and perhaps slightly foolhardy) adventurers found themselves in a seemingly ordinary town square in the middle of a bustling day. Merchants were hawking their wares, and
Our latest game day took a decidedly undead turn as we plunged into the thick of a zombie apocalypse in a one-shot adventure we’ll call “Zombie Farmhouse“. The premise was simple, if morally ambiguous: times are tough for our adventuring party, and when rumors of a wealthy but abandoned ranch surface – supposedly holding a
Welcome, fellow adventurers, to a recap of our recent delve into the shadowy mystery of “Beneath the Black Rose“! This session took us to a seemingly ordinary inn, but as is often the case in these games, things quickly took a turn for the peculiar and the perilous. Our party, assumed to know each other
“Wintermute was a simple cube of white light, that very simplicity suggesting extreme complexity.”
― William Gibson, Neuromancer