The stone mason’s cart, though now empty, limited the pace of the Hand of Fortune as they made their leisurely way back to stately Elidar Manor. The pace suited everyone’s mood, spared the horses, and allowed Ergaboreth to keep a comfortable walk, as they enjoyed the high summer days. They celebrated Maita Lai, the summer solstice, … Continue reading
The Desolation of Serviana
In the year 2508 SR, the fourth year of the Great War, the Necromancer sent forth a great army against the Telnori/Umantari kingdom of Serviana. Sweeping down from the Savage Mountains, this horde of barbarians and Gülvini, bolstered by cadres of trolls, flights of dragons and a multitude of other fell beasts, poured over the … Continue reading
The Onyx Throne Scam
Satirnus called off his own troops from the search for the escaped giant; the Taruthani did not. As they travel along the road to the Nitarin Gate the group will hear a commotion off the right. Making their way through the trees they will come upon nine Taruthani surrounding Ergaboreth and two panthers. All three … Continue reading
Oh please
Ok, everyone, I didn’t catch the train for that last little bit, but I for one have no intention of turning anything over to some Kildoran dweeb. Devrik has been uncomfortable not having mentioned an important artifact to the Star Council and is beginning to wonder if the artifact exerts undue influence over us. In … Continue reading
Aftermath of the Bremkin Job
Once beyond outskirts of Bremkin the group were able to drop their magical shielding and continued under the simpler cover of darkness. No one was on the roads at this hour, nor likely to be. Which is why they were taken by surprise at the sound of pounding hooves coming up the road from behind … Continue reading
The Bremkin Job
Once the news arrived from Jeb, via Mariala’s entangled parchment, the Hand of Fortune quickly spread out to their various task in preparing to mount a rescue. Vulk and Devrik sought out Master Vetaris, whom they knew to still be in the city, to learn whatever he could tell them about Nitarin Gates near to Bremkin. … Continue reading
Meanwhile, Back in the City…
After properly looting the ruins of Nirolkilon, the Hand of Fortune decided they really needed to hack off the head of Grandmaster Yoridar, as proof to the King and his councilors that the man really was dead. Devrik shrugged and did the honors, and then did the same again when the arcanists all insisted the … Continue reading
Erol Scouts Ahead
Erol set out from Lothkir on his scouting mission to Dor Bremkin the same day his companions planned to leave for Virzon, setting out in the cool hour before dawn. He and Jeb rode Chancellory horses, which they would be able to ride hard and trade of for fresh horses at Royal Posts within Arushal. Grover … Continue reading
The City on the Moor
God damn, another one not written up… here are my game notes, from which I’ll reconstruct the story… A few hardy sheep and goatherds maintain lonely outposts on the moors within a few miles of the ruins, but no nearer and always within sight of the rugged track that serves as the only real road across … Continue reading
Aftermath of the Embassy to Arushal
The Hand of Fortune’s dramatic arrival, rising from the waters of Lothkir Harbor in the Tritani underwater warship, certainly made their embassy to King Dorikon IV easier to accomplish. Within hours of their arrival, once fears of an aquatic invasion had been eased, Vulk, Toran and the Tritani heir Lord Korak were in a small … Continue reading