Tegan woke us all this morning, manically springing and striding with seemingly magical ability: it's gotta be the boots. We advanced northward into a large cavern with steep escarpments, stone stairs, wooden tables, metal braziers, and skeletal dead, Gunx and Jorad leading the way. Ascending the eastern stairs, we entered a large room with a … Continue reading 11th of Flamerule, 1491
After returning Sildar's humiliatingly-confiscated arms, and receiving our 500 gp reward (as promised on the 23rd of Kythorn) for conquering Cragmaw and rescuing Gundren, our fellowship purchased fresh gear as needed, and headed out toward Wave Echo Cave, 15 miles east of Phandalin. Arriving at the long lost cave, we entered through a narrow tunnel, … Continue reading 10th of Flamerule, 1491
Walking into Phandalin this evening, with my fellow cunts, I'm surprised to say that the little hamlet is beginning to feel like a real home. It occurs to me that the ruins of Cragmaw Castle might make for a handy source of cut and dressed masonry for our Tresendar Manor repairs. We should look into … Continue reading 9th of Flamerule, 1491
Two days journey back to Phandalin, I pass the time chatting with Gundren about the Journal of Urmon. As told in the dwarven tome, more than five hundred years ago, clans of dwarves and gnomes made an agreement known as the Phandelver's Pact, by which they would share a rich mine in a wondrous cavern … Continue reading 8th of Flamerule, 1491
Like Neverwintian water-clockwork, we arrived at the ominous ruins of Cragmaw Castle at midday. Upon our arrival, Reidoth bid us farewell, climbed a tree, and vanished: the squirrelly druid had no stomach for the fight ahead. I led a stealthy frontal assault, careful not to attract the eyes or ears of sentries; unfortunately, bringing up … Continue reading 7th 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
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
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
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
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
