the noble salamander’s deadly maws were no match for my stunning fists of righteousness… within a room of burning coals, i entered on the ceiling and then jumped the salamander and i slayed him good i did… the elemental also was destroyed… the spider disappeared, though… from there we found arkosielan artifacts… and then a […]
i propped late duncan’s corpse upon a pillar, mossy black with octopus’ poison - i then prayed for a few moments but a sense of duty then reminded me that death is but a part of life, and the demise of duncan proves to be…
i suddenly awoke before my moment of lucidity had fully hit […]
the Light of good and pure doth shine upon us all…
i think i know where my prophetic daughter gets her rare abilities…
within this journal, i once wrote (while in a mode of seemingly incoherent confusion): “…and so this wizard, a barbarian, a rogue, a cleric, and this other paladin-monk-type walk into this small arena… but […]
we lost the fighter clad in plate mail - duncan was his name… constricted to unpleasant death - may the one light of good and pure lead him on his trek to the underworld…
i meditated in the garden district with its cobbled paths and fountains of old dragons and exotic fish… an image of the […]
of thog and nog, the silly trolls, i don’t remember much… i am most glad for mushrooms given me by the head monk - i do intend to eat them once i have a chance to fast for a short while (the proper way to eat these magic fungus) - they will grant me guidance […]
the Light of good and pure guide us…
the party traveled toward blackwall keep - the smell of smoke and burning led our path, and what we found were lizardmen surrounding the old garrison… not very bright these creatures - stupid even, one might say… they were divided in eight camps of five - among them […]
the Light of good and pure will save us all…
the signs are all around - today the party all returned to the dark mines and entered the stark temple of the ebon triad, where those dastard cultists almost killed the group… the dumb barbarian submerged her ten-foot pole in the black pool… the wizard was […]
the Light of good and pure protect us all…
the party finally emerged from the dark cultists’ lair, but only to be welcomed by armed guards… they did not seem to be the men from smenk’s deep pocket, rather righteous regulators of peace - our paladin appeared to know some of the men… as well as […]
the Light of good and pure, please bless us all of us and help bring peace to these scarred lands…
it’s been some time since i wrote last - it always seemed so egotistical to talk or write about oneself, so i shall now endeavor to keep these pages focused on the happenings of our intrepid […]
is there no bravery left in this world? i fled from those dark javelineers, but no one seemed to get that i was impersonating everyone else in this damn party of adventurers… to make it clear that i was not affected by a fear enchantment or related spell, i jumped down a dark chasm, […]