6th of Flamerule, 1491

At dawn, we left Thundertree, headed south. As promised, in return for our victory over the inaptly-named "Venomfang" (I guess "Shitbreath" must have already been taken), Reidoth is taking us through Neverwinter wood to Cragmaw Castle. His druidic knowledge of these parts is astonishing, as he leads us through the dense forest as a hawk … Continue reading 6th of Flamerule, 1491

5th of Flamerule, 1491

Beshaba has favoured us, and though the weather is inclement, we have indeed arrived at Thundertree ahead of schedule! A tower on the hill dominates this weed-choked ruined village, though some other buildings still stand, and a sign warns of "plant monsters and zombies". True to form, Jorad followed the smell of gold and danger, … Continue reading 5th of Flamerule, 1491

4th of Flamerule, 1491

Like a fool, I was showing off my sorcery skills last night, lighting our campfire with my Burning Hands spell, and an unexpected wild magic effect teleported the entire party to another location on the High Road. Fortunately, everyone else was asleep, so I'm the only one that noticed, I think. Beshaba willing, we have moved closer to … Continue reading 4th of Flamerule, 1491

3rd of Flamerule, 1491

Jorad has been going stir-crazy, cooped-up in our new lair managing our monstrous interns, so we've decided to head for the High Road immediately, bound for Thundertree, about 100-125 miles to the north, which should be about four or five days march, unless the fates intervene. Beshaba willing, we will make good time, klaatu barada … Continue reading 3rd of Flamerule, 1491

2nd of Flamerule, 1491

Arrived back in Phandalin this afternoon. Tegan gave the village luckslut the trivial banshee gossip she so desperately desired, and the foolish wench handed over three potions of healing in return, thanks be to Beshaba. Then, flaccid Townmaster Harbin presented us with a coffer of 100gp for exterminating the orc menace at Wyvern Tor. We … Continue reading 2nd of Flamerule, 1491

1st of Flamerule, 1491

Uneventful day of travelling. The Triboar Trail can lull you into a false sense of security on a day like today. Maid of Misfortune, let our next taste of your bad luck not be our last, klaatu barada nikto amen. https://open.spotify.com/episode/6Ng5DwsLpmunB81AiIk0RA?si=c72f374f29d74a96