It has been two months since the founding of our Fellowship of Cunts. Today, we set off on our campaign to rid the surrounding Sword Mountain foothills of the combined azer and xorn menace, at the behest of the crystalline entity. I foresee this all becoming a dreary task, rather than an adventure of note, … Continue reading 15th of Eleasis, 1491
It was just over one month ago, while searching the lair of Mormesk the Nerd-Wraith, within the depths of Wave Echo Cave, that we discovered a valuable document detailing the nearby location of some rather mysterious rare spell components. Eager for new adventure, we decided it was time to follow the map's directions. We set … Continue reading 14th of Eleasis, 1491
With our coin purses newly filled—one hundred gold pieces each from Lord Neverember as our reward for his Owlbear Lodge quest—our fellowship went together to browse Phandalin's summer market. Curiosity brought us to a rather nondescript vardo owned by a flamboyantly dressed, golden skinned, pot bellied kobold merchantess. She introduced herself as Krisalee Tingletoe, and … Continue reading 13th of Eleasis, 1491
We arrived back in Phandalin in the early evening, greeted by the smiles and cheers of the simple townsfolk. Beshaba willing, we will find something of interest at the summer market tomorrow, klaatu barada nikto amen. https://open.spotify.com/episode/28PEEKHbjqCAOVeW9jxZcJ?si=0856f1ab6dba4d22
Only one more day's journey until we arrive in Phandalin. Tonight we camp just south of the Triboar Trail. Beshaba willing, Droop and Yegg will have prepared a warm welcome for our arrival tomorrow, klaatu barada nikto amen. https://open.spotify.com/episode/2WAHKaxqoutgsms95GZPgo?si=27c32ba9ff6a45a9
Camping tonight at the crossroads of the High Road and the Triboar Trail. The closer we get to Phandalin, the more we are recognized by merchants and travellers along the road, who hail us as heroes. It seems our reputation is spreading, all thanks to Beshaba, klaatu barada nikto amen. https://open.spotify.com/episode/6GCHZb8e1UpXaIRVNRbKGd?si=9d74bd0cc1514e41
An uneventful day travelling south on the High Road. We have seen many wagons on the road, headed north and south: largely arts and agricultural produce from Waterdeep, lumbermen hauling timber from Neverwinter Wood, merchants with manufactured goods from Neverwinter itself, even the odd cartload of ores from the Frozenfar and metalworks from Luskan. Beshaba … Continue reading 9th of Eleasis, 1491
We are back on the High Road today. We recovered our abandoned cart, hitched it to Tegan's fell steed, and are headed south to Phandalin. We have travelled this road several times now, so the sense of familiarity is comforting. The High Road is so named because it follows the ridge-lines of the rolling hills … Continue reading 8th of Eleasis, 1491
We awoke this morning to discover that Tolarin, like his brother Gunx, had also fallen under the spell of fungal zombification, so we headed out immediately to seek the druid Reidoth. Arriving at Thundertree around midday, we found him in his sooty little shanty. He mumbled out excuses and apologies, and obligingly restored the two … Continue reading 7th of Eleasis, 1491
We roused from our long rest, and reluctantly decided to storm the cellars of Owlbear Lodge to seek and destroy the source of the fungal contagion. Makeshift masks on, the magic-users—Jorad "Glass-staff" Luvien, Tegan "Sweet-tongue" Ramigil, and myself—descended through one hatch, while the fighters—Brick, Gunx, and Tolarin—went down another. Cold and damp, the room was … Continue reading 6th of Eleasis, 1491
