by Neal | 15-October-2019 | Logs |
“At this point, I may as well have rooms reserved at the Swollen Tooth… The six of us met up there to follow rumors of a booty snatcher… body snatcher… I’m not exactly sure. We went Northwest to a valley between Whispering Woods and the mountains. Cynder,...
by Neal | 13-October-2019 | Logs |
“I’m a frayed knot. You tie off one loose end two more take its place. Like a hydra’s head. My work never ending, I roused another group and led them west to follow up on some dwarves I’ve been liberating. The saying: ‘Good help is hard to find’ is known...
by Neal | 13-October-2019 | Logs |
“We set out from Ruined Oak toward the Bramble Wall. An Orc guide was provided by an earlier party. Our mission was an underground tunnel rumored to be a way beyond the wall. It was a short jaunt, cut even shorter by an old man crossing our...
by Neal | 7-October-2019 | Logs |
[Verse 1] Lyrics a small town girl Druid in a lonely world She took the party West Going dwarf hunting Just a city boy Eddings likes to chase the coin He took the party West Going dwarf hunting [Guitar riff] [Verse 2] A skelly and his masters loom Their spells and...
by Neal | 4-October-2019 | Logs |
Eddings burst into the tavern, sweating and panting. The muck and dust that clung to him in an illustrative way. It told the story of someone who had recently taken a dirt-nap and then spent long hours on the road; a story oft-repeated on the island. ...
