We left Neverwinter this morning. Beshaba willing, we will anchor in Luskan harbour tonight, klaatu barada nikto amen.
Category: Year of Three Ships Sailing
18th of Kythorn, 1492
It's our third day at sea. We left the sleepy port of Saltmarsh in the morning, and by nightfall, we shall dock, by the grace of Beshaba, in the bustling harbour of Neverwinter, klaatu barada nikto amen.
17th of Kythorn, 1492
Last night we auspiciously anchored under a blood red sky, at the Red Rocks, off the coast of the Red Cliffs. By nightfall, we shall reach Saltmarsh, Beshaba willing, klaatu barada nikto amen.
16th of Kythorn, 1492
This morning, we met with Captain Lerustah Half-Face, a wretched old sea dog commissioned by The Council to ferry our party to The Sea of Moving Ice aboard his woefully undermanned longship, "The Frostskimmr". Our instructions, from Dala Silmerhelve, are to seek out "Maccath the Crimson", a member of the Arcane Brotherhood and, rather auspiciously, … Continue reading 16th of Kythorn, 1492
15th of Kythorn, 1492: THE YEAR OF THREE SHIPS SAILING
Today is the first anniversary of the founding of our fellowship, and auspiciously, this coincides with our landing at the Miklos Glacier this morning. We have agreed to split the on-board treasure hoard with Blagothkus, taking for our share a valuable bag of sapphires, a Potion of Gaseous Form, a magical longbow for Brick, an … Continue reading 15th of Kythorn, 1492: THE YEAR OF THREE SHIPS SAILING
8th of Kythorn, 1492
Refreshed from our slumber, we ventured up the spiral stairs to the castle's upper courtyard. There, a phalanx of ogres practiced drills with their javelins at the northwest end of the yard. We snuck silently to the southeast, where we found a few unremarkable guest chambers and then, a curious cave entrance. We entered, and … Continue reading 8th of Kythorn, 1492
7th of Kythorn, 1492
We awoke with the dawn, and examined the castle entry in the light. The closed oak drawbridge door blocked the main way in, but we could see a window some forty feet up the adjacent tower. Tolarin scaled to the opening, and then came back down, informing the group of the ogres he spotted inside. … Continue reading 7th of Kythorn, 1492
6th of Kythorn, 1492
We returned to the main floor. Signs of the aftermath of battle were evident all around: cultist bodies lay slain inside, while smoke rose in scattered columns outside. We headed to the nearest tower, now being used as a midden pit. Tolarin leapt first, over the garbage to the stairs, but was immediately ensnared and … Continue reading 6th of Kythorn, 1492
5th of Kythorn, 1492
As we continued toward what Snapjaw called "Castle Nærytar," he assured us that he would do all the talking when we came to the guards. Sure enough, we soon caught sight of a six-lizardman unit who greeted Snapjaw by name. He vouched for our prowess, and urged his lizard-fellows that now was the time to … Continue reading 5th of Kythorn, 1492
4th of Kythorn, 1492
We set out at dawn in three canoes, with a lizardfolk scout named Snapjaw as our guide. We were portaging our way through the swamp on foot when Snapjaw suddenly froze, seeming to sense an unseen adversary. As we scrambled for positions of tactical advantage, a hideous swamp thing reared up beside me. Our fellowship … Continue reading 4th of Kythorn, 1492
