Age of Worms

Well, the Sodden Hold lived up to its name, a ramshackle warehouse covered in salty moss and mildew. Inside, we found a group of mimics, which we wasted little time defeating, then Carl wasted no time finding a pit trap. After searching, we found our way into an ajoining chamber, an impromptu prison of sorts….

Ah, Fangsfall. The free city. What a joke. I had to bribe the guards 50 ducats just to get in the gate without wasting a week waiting in line. After some aimless wanderings, we ran afoul of the town sage, who was very interested to see our worm-doo. After some exchange of cruft, he offered […]