Over the past tenday, our Sword Coast allies assembled their combined military forces: marching, flying, and teleporting armies of men, dwarves, elves, and metallic dragons to face Tiamat's Cult in an epic final battle on the stony fields surrounding the Well of Dragons. The mournful, ever-present tones of the Draakhorn have now unified to a … Continue reading 15th of Eleint, 1492
A new spell came to me in a dream last night! I've never felt so alive! Feeling enriched by our ever-accumulating adventuring experience, our fellowship reported to the Council of Waterdeep in the morning, understandably expecting long-overdue honours. In the last half-a-tenday alone, my cunty comrades and I secured the support of the Sword Coast's metallic … Continue reading 5th of Eleint, 1492
We entered the hedge maze surrounding Xonthal's Tower; clearly, an extradimensional space of some sort. Our approach had already been spotted: a human mage in dark purple robes, presumably Iskander, appeared on a tower balcony, waving the blue mask and a white hourglass at our fellowship, yelling like a damned fool. Someone came out and … Continue reading 4th of Eleint, 1492
Beshaba's breath! I had the strangest dream last night: the wizards from yesterday's mixer were stewing me in a delicious Thayan turtle goulash, assaulting and peppering me with inane questions. By the haggard looks of my fellow cunts this morning, it seems we all slumbered poorly, despite the silken sheets and feather beds. After breakfast, … Continue reading 3rd of Eleint, 1492
Otaaryliakkarnos has, once again, kindly transported us to Waterdeep on her broad back. When we arrived, she returned the Glasstaff to Jorad, as a gift from Taz. We quickly went before the Council of Waterdeep to announce the results of our negotiations. Once again, their admiration for our abilities was unanimous. King Melandrach didn't like … Continue reading 2nd of Eleint, 1492
