Scene 15

Griselda's Journal 1 Kuthona 4709 Darkmoon Wood It is a thankless (and payless) job to help those who do not wish to be helped. We follow the tracks for hours, eventually arriving at an entrance to a cave, about 3’ high and 2’ wide. In addition to the humanoid footprints, we see that there are several sets of wolf prints as well. As the group argues over the best way to contact whoever is inside the cave, I call in and ask if anyone is there, to which I receive a low growl. Rogar decides to crawl in, while the others continue...

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Posted by Kristin on March 16, 2010, 19:25 | Griselda’s Journal | 507 words

Trolling

Griselda's Journal 1 Kuthona 4709 Darkmoon Wood I met some very odd people. They came into the tavern portion of the Jak’a’Napes with the obvious intention of getting drunk, sleeping, and having dinner, possibly in that order. They clearly didn’t know any of the local lumberjacks, who kept to themselves at the other end of the room, and would have remained uninteresting to me, but Kasa apparently liked the look of one of them and was soon under their table trying to sneak food off of their plates. The dwarf in the group took it in stride and ordered refills (with a...

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Posted by Kristin on March 2, 2010, 20:47 | Griselda’s Journal | 974 words

Griselda’s Bio

Griselda's Journal ~PC Bios~ 30 Neth 4709 AR Falcon’s Hollow I am fortunate that Kasa is such an unusual creature for these parts. Not only was she allowed to stay in the inn rather than the stables, but she’s oblivious to the odd looks she’s receiving (and she’s keeping any unwanted attention away from me personally). I am also allowed to stay in the inn, something I would not have imagined a year ago. I reflect over the last eight years; after being captured from my small clan in the Realm of the Mammoth Lords by raiding orcs, I was one of the few...

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Posted by Kristin on February 9, 2010, 23:27 | Griselda’s Journal | ~PC Bios~ | 448 words, 2 links, 1 image

Land Shark

Astrid's Journal 26 Neth 4709 AR Olfden The tree Salma and I climbed into was already occupied by a gnome. Fortunately, the gnome seemed intent on the rumbling disturbance moving towards the overturned wagon, so we opted to deal with that and provide introductions later. The dorsal fin ascended to reveal a bulette or “land shark” and it looked hungry. Candal and I both ran towards the rock Tythe was clambering up, realizing it to be the safest place to attack from the ground. As we beat on the armored hide of the creature, another one appeared, but we soon realized it...

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Posted by Kristin on January 6, 2010, 21:17 | Astrid’s Journal | 480 words

The Road More Traveled

Astrid's Journal 23 Neth 4709 AR Road to Olfden Someone remembered there was a road nearby and even though it does not go to the Darkmoon Wood, it is apparently “easier” traveling to use a road and head to Olfden instead. It is pretty much in the opposite direction, and near a completely different forest. But, I do not particularly care were we are going, and we seem to find interesting things to do wherever we end up anyway. So we travel by road, on foot. I believe I may have made an error in judgment about my friends. I waited until...

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Posted by Kristin on December 30, 2009, 19:08 | Astrid’s Journal | 475 words

The Whisperer in Darkness

Astrid's Journal 19 Neth 4709 AR Wilderness, West of Carpenden By the time we arrived in Carpenden, I had managed to identify the last of our magical mystery items. Salma’s new bracers seem to enhance her armor (and better still, do not seem to be cursed). The Fist of Orcus, well, I was pretty sure what that was for, and we all agreed we should get rid of it as soon as we could find a safe place to deposit it. The box with the screaming faces on it was not as easy to examine, and we were not willing to open...

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Posted by Kristin on December 9, 2009, 00:06 | Astrid’s Journal | 748 words

Oh, we used to dream of livin’ in a corridor!

Astrid's Journal 16 Neth 4709 AR Carpenden Candal stuffed the evil items into his haversack, intent on looking at them closer when we were not in the temple ruins. Salma was starting to wonder when and if Rogar was coming to find us, as he had missed quite a lot of excitement, so I yelled his name a few times, which seemed to help him get to us quickly. While the dwarf got up to speed on what we had been doing, we took a look at a huge runic circle carved in the floor where the bloody skeletons had waited. It...

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Posted by Kristin on November 25, 2009, 00:15 | Astrid’s Journal | 518 words

22 Monsters Later

Astrid's Journal 2 Neth 4709 AR Riveredge Rogar stepped outside for a few minutes; but the rest of us decided to descend into the next area of the abandoned chapel. We found several doors, one of which lead into a room filled with deadly yellow mold (we backed out quickly). We also found a yellow mold-covered dead peasant in the middle of the hallway, whom we carefully stepped over, and continued on to a concealed door that Tythe had spotted. While she worked on opening that, I noticed that there had been two sets of muddy footprints in the hall when we...

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Posted by Kristin on November 17, 2009, 15:03 | Astrid’s Journal | 588 words

Battling Bats

Astrid's Journal 2 Neth 4709 AR Riveredge The trip on the Nighthawk was rather uneventful. In addition to the crew of twenty was a dwarf calling himself Rogar. I think we have adopted him. He smells nice. Once we arrived in Almas, we decided we needed to make some more effort to get away from the shoreline, and managed to attach ourselves to a caravan that would be going north the next morning. We spent the night at the Falcon’s Crest (and were told to avoid the Hawk’s Nest). I decided to get some better gear for the trip north, as we...

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Posted by Kristin on October 22, 2009, 19:43 | Astrid’s Journal | 274 words

Hello Kitty

Astrid's Journal 24 Lamashan 4709 AR Leaving Diobel via ship for Almas I asked Deaglan if he had talked to his wolf yet— I had recalled that some rangers that are really in tune with their animal companions can do so. He attempted, and apparently got a response, for in moments he was wrestling with the wolf right in the middle of a rather busy road. After they rolled around in the dirt for a few minutes, Deaglan announced that the wolf was to be called “Kitty” rather than “Fuzzball.” I am not certain that Deaglan is on the same busy road...

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Posted by Kristin on October 3, 2009, 16:13 | Astrid’s Journal | 690 words
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