Our fellowship awoke from our long slumber, and wasted no time this morning. The shamaness, Bone Carver, helpfully uncovered the hidden hatch in her hut, and hastily we hustled down the slick spiral steps into Arauthator's frozen lair. Jorad was a little too hasty: he slipped, and took Tegan down with him, all the way … Continue reading 22nd of Kythorn, 1492
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21st of Kythorn, 1492
On our sixth day at sea, we reached the treacherous environs of The Sea of Moving Ice. In the morning, we came under attack from five merrow: fearsome aquatic monsters who nearly capsized The Frostskimmr. I fell into the icy water, along with most of my fellows, and a few crewmen. Brick clambered back onto … Continue reading 21st of Kythorn, 1492
20th of Kythorn, 1492
We left Luskan this morning. Back in the City of Splendors, the streets will no doubt be merrily aflame this evening, with all of Waterdeep celebrating Dragondown. The holiday commemorates past times when dragons attacked the city, and were either defeated, or driven off. Parades reenact each event, and bonfires and rituals to symbolically tame, … Continue reading 20th of Kythorn, 1492
19th of Kythorn, 1492
We left Neverwinter this morning. Beshaba willing, we will anchor in Luskan harbour tonight, klaatu barada nikto amen.
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
