The Post-War Mydlands

The Hidden Part Two
Hidden Alliances not-so-secret anymore


The party’s journey so far had taken more of a toll on them then they had anticipated. Elygyn had not been with the party up to this point due to an assignment at school, but arrived on horseback as quickly as he could.

With very little prodding Edryc Bleu declared a day of rest, insisting they travel that night to make up for lost time. As the day waned into dusk, Edryc carried Morgan O’Malley out from the ruined manor to the coach they had been using. Their mysterious passenger left the coach and removed her cloak, revealing herself as a middle aged Elf. Edryc dressed the unconscious Morgan in the cloak, effectively disguising her. Edryc then informed them that they had, in fact, been the group assigned to the actual ambassador from Univerde and introduced them formally to Ambassador Daelynnwho very cordially and quietly thanked them. Daelynn cast dispel magic and one of the horses was revealed as a hippogryph which she mounted behind Edryc, flying east towards their original destination.

The party set out with Gaelwyn at the reins of the 4 horse coach, with Elygyn and Strawberry on horses. Hawkyns and Allynn were on the boot of the wagon, and since his horse had been killed, Rabbye accompanied Morgan O’Malley inside the wagon. Gaelwyn changed the coach speed at regular intervals, resting the horses yet keeping a respectable pace to their goal. As they traveled the well worn trade route, the scenery changed from fields to light woods to forests and ravines and cliffs. Hawkyns and Rabbye felt uneasy and looked up to see several winged beasts floating in circles above them. There were enough to blot out the many stars as they circled nearer and lower. Spurned on by their shouted warnings, Gaelwyn urged the horses into a gallop as the monsters attacked. Hawkyns miscast a light spell, lighting up the wings of one of the creatures. It hit the dirt, thrashing, clawing at its own eyes and screaming; it’s partner giving the bright light a wide berth. Elygyn stopped his horse abrubtly, swinging at the monster that remained but losing his balance, severly gashing open his horse’s neck, causing it to reel and get it’s head stuck in the rear coach wheel!

Gaelwyn felt the jerk of the wagon, barely stopping it just as two more of the creatures swooped in and plucked her from the driver’s seat. Hawkyns was picked up as well, but Allynn rescued him with his fireball wand. Hawkyns wasn’t too happy about getting singed eyebrows and clothes however. A pair attacked Strawberry as well, but he killed one outright and the other jumped on his horse with him. Rabbye tried in vain to fire off arrows from within the coach, missing both Elygyn’s and Gealwyn’s attackers. He decided to light the lanterns in an attemtp to ward off their attackers. Allyn cast a magic missile at on of the Gaelwyn’s attackers but it wasn’t enugh to get it off the elf maiden. Between screaming, she went to bite her assailants and one of them bit at her as well, missing and biting it’s own wing. Realizing they were getting away with her, Elygyn shot an arrow that pierced one of the monsters and got him to drop away from Gaelwynn. Rabbye’s quick thinking and agility provided light that warded off the other beasts as the ring of light around the coach became too bright for them. Gaelwynn was released and took a small tumble but landed lightly as she could, avoiding serious injury. Strawberry broke his remaining opponent before it could flee with the survivors. The party was able to continue on their journey and continue to the estate.

Woodchester1Syruss Shortroots welcomed them to his home and offered all the amenities he could provide, which, given his apparent wealth, were considerable. He made sure that Morgan O’Malley was taken care of and inspected for any serious maladies, (namely lycanthropy). He had fields of hippogryphs in training and younger stages around him. The group enjoyed lavish baths and meals as an opportunity to relax. Strawberry and Gaelwyn both discovered they very much appreciated Syruss’ apparent generosity and Strawberry donned an auspicious set of tuxedo style clothes while Gaelwynn went with a very daring, very revealing dress of elven make.

Dinner at syruss

At dinner, the group was introduced to some other guests that included businessmen in the area. One of those guests they quickly recognized as the halfling at the swamp ruins from two months earlier! Chowder Roughsole. They also met Syruss’s wife Selphyna Vengencya Shortroots, who had helped Chowder escpe them in the ruins of Column. They were able to calmly continue the meal but Chowder and Selphyna had recognized them as well! Whether paranoid or astute, Strawberry and Rabbye convinced the others not to drink the wine served with dinner.

Gaelwyn took special notice that despite the variety of servants and guards, there were no female Elves in Syruss’ employ. She also noticed that Chowder Roughsole appreciated her choice of wardrobe for dinner and informed the group she intended to flirt with him and see what could be learned from him. It was decided Rabbye would then sneak up to Chowder’s room and try an uncover anything usable. As dinner wore on and guests excused themselves, Gaelwynn and Chowder left the dining room to go for a walk by the stables, and much to Chawder’s chagrin, Strawberry tagged along. Selphyna had already excused herself and Elygyn made a very awkward attempt to accompany her that set Syruss Shortroots on edge, even after Selphyna brushed Elygyn off.

As the dinner party wound down and Syruss departed the chamber, Allyn and Elygyn went back to their rooms to try and maintain a sense of normal appearences while Rabbye snuck off to do his exploring. Something that struck all of them as odd was the silence of the manor and the lack of servants coming to clean up after the dinner. Then, they started finding guards and servants asleep in the corridors…

Outside, Chowder walked Gaelwyn down to the stables and paddocks, growing more and aggressively insistant that they “lose the dwarf”, Strawberry, who was shadowing them. Gaelwyn realized she wasn’t going to learn anything from Chowder and he grew increasingly sinister, until, fed up, he snapped his fingers and seemed to summon a gang of elven warriors from all around the,. Ambush! Recognizing them as Shadow Elves, Gaelwynn ran and started screaming like mad. She ran into the much irritated Strawberry and dragged him along as they were pursued.

At the manor house, Syruss confronted Elygyn, Allyn and Rabbye – who, spotting a mushroom growing incongruously from the wall next to Chawder’s room, declined to go in. Syruss demanded to know what had happened to his wife and why all of his servants were unconscious. A commotion and screaming from outside, led them to a balcony over the main doors where Gaelwynn and Strawberry were running from 6 assailants. Rabbye and Elygyn began firing arrows to cover their friends and Strawberry turned to brawl with the Shadow Elves, putting two down into the dust. Syruss opened the gates and escorted Gaelwyn back to her room quickly so she could collect her weapons. Upon returning, He found Selphyna about to help the shadow elves and Syruss challened her.

When it dawned on Chowder Roughsole that his accomplices would probably lose this fight, he ran as fast as his short legs and floppy feet could carry him. Gaelwynn became unhinged and launched herself after him, the group helping her pursue the halfling. As a sudden storm raged, they chased him into a hedge maze but he slipped away in a hole in the ground blocked by a seemingly impassable wall of rock.

Returning to the main gates of the Syruss’ manor house, they found the sudden storm must have been a magical duel between Syruss and his wife Selphyna. Selphyna had clearly lost, unconscious and face down on the flagstones. Syruss, very grim and quietly furious, ordered everyone back inside.

They ran to Chowder’s room, setting off the mushroom which screamed loudly. Syruss knocked it from the wall and Gaelwynn threw open the door, only to be grabbed by an enormous, sticky tongue. The group hacked it from her and slammed the door shut. Syruss was very unhappy.


DM’s Bibliography:

This adventure was entirely homemade with the exception of the map of the manor which came from:


Swamp Run
The quickest way to fix something is break it


The party had been living the past few days on Syruss Shortroots‘s estate. The grounds were still open to them, but the seemingly free access they had to the manor’s interior became severely limited however. Guards were placed on the corridor where it was discovered Chowder Roughsole‘s room had become a portal to a swampland of unknown origin or locale. What they did know for sure was that three of Syruss’ guards had lost their lives, trying to contain whatever it was beyond that former bedroom door.

On the 7th day, Syruss summoned the group to the main hall of the manor. They were in timne to see a team of rough looking, very well equipped Dwarfs march into the main hall and present themselves to Syruss. Their leader was introduced to them as Blokk Ironheed. Amiably, (and probably intoxicated), the Dwarf acknowledged the youngsters and began explaining what Syruss had in mind for them. Syruss interupted with a severe look at Blokk. After a moment’s pause, Blokk jerked his head back slightly and the group noticed a glowing green lense that had covered his right eye slipped back into his helmet with a small whirring noise and a click. Syruss went onto explain the Dwarfs were master “miners” who were going to open and root out the sudden tunnel system below his estate. He next presented his findings regarding Chowder’s guest room.

Syruss explained that through much magical effort on his part and with some helpful advice from his imprisoned wife Selphyna Vengencya Shortroots, he discovered the portal to the swamp was being maintained by a magical pool somewhere within the swamps murky depths. The destruction of that pool shoul close the portal for good. Turning things over to Blokk then, the Dwarf quickly interviewed Allynn Elygyn, Gaelwyn, J. Hawkyns, Rabbye and Strawberry on who was the strongest among them. To punctuate his query, he had one of his band hand over a cobolt blue ball as large as his torso. After some amusing back and forth in the group, Blokk smiled and jammed the entire thing into a sack which he presented to Gaelwynn, who, though lean, was strong for an elf. The sack turned out to be a bag-of-holding which Blokk generously let her keep. He also presented J Hawkyns and Rabbye with Elven boots. Strawberry refused anything from Blokk — apparently tension existed there.

Elygyn wisely asked if they traveled deep into the swamp and destroyed the magic holding the portal open, how were they going to get back. Syruss assured them he would be able to extract them and get them back to the manor. Convinced, the party was escorted up to the hallway and to Chowder’s guest room door.

The door opened again to a twilight lit, foggy swamp and its heavy dank air made a sickly miasma in the dry air corridor of Syruss’ manor. Venturing in, they found themselves on a sort of land bridge with evil, flat black water on woither side of them disappearing into the odorous mists. The land bridge was made of gravel and mud and the sloping sides something large had clambered from the water and displaced some of the mud. That and muddy splatters on the door behind them explained what happened to the three of Syruss’ men over the cours of a week. Syruss closed the door behind them and the white, mud caked door stood incongrously in the center of the path with no frame to hold it up.

Swamp fog

As the door shut they heard a roar that might be distant, might be receding, might be any number of things impossible to determine in the thick atmosphere. Moving forward, the swampland stayed consistant, with the conical land bridges stretching maze like above the black water. Strawberry and Rabbye had a real bad feeling about a row of rocks they came upon in the water to their right, so they snuck by as a group. As luck would have it, Gaelwyn mistepped on a twig that snapped loudly. Almost immediately a slime tongue erupted from the water, locking onto the elf’s waist and jerking her from the path. Ready, Strawberry and And Rabbye ran down the slope into the water to compbat the giant toad, Hawkyns and Allyn slung stones at the creature and Gaelwynn manuevered her sword around but to little effect. Elygyn leapt down and grabbed hold of Gaelwynn whose but and torso were in the frog’s mouth while Starwberry and Rabbye hacked it to death. Allyn and Hawkyn’s pulled them back ashore while Oaklyn ran back and forth, whimpering and barking. Hawkyns yelled a warning and as he did, the second toad which gave the appearnece of disappearing under the water, was actually springing for a mighty leap. It cleared the water with a tremendous spalsh and landed on the path. This one was easier to kill then the first.

Other sounds assailed their ears as they plunged onward, more roaring and growling and frightened sobbing. Some of the party wanted to investigate but Gaelwynn kept them focused, reminding them of the bomb she was carrying in the sac-of-holding. The came upon another door in the center of the raised path and decided to check it out. It opened to a stone room slime covered, with a bloody altar against a wall. Rabbye recognized this as the small cult temple they found in the lower levels of the The Black Knight’s keep almost a year ago. They hurriedly shut the door and moved on.

The sobbing grew louder suddenly and they happened on a group of six people — 2 shadow elves, 2 elves and 2 elderly human who were comforting the weeping fair folk. They said they had been sacrificed to the “Neth-hakkar” to sate its hunger and keep it from the village and doors

It wasn’t long before things got deathly quiet and two figures approached out of the gloom, on a man the other a lizard man dressed in much feathery and fleshy finery, warning them to be quiet. The man was none other than the Black Night Agryl who recognized some of the party. Cursing them, he warned them to go away and be as quiet as they could, lest “the village be discovered”. Not knowing what he was talking about, they moved to challenge him when the swamp water erupted in a massive foamy torrent. The “Neth- Hakkar” had found them all. Standing 8 feet tall, it looked like a hyper muscular man covered in green diamond shapped scales with a monstrous Alligator head that could snapp any on of them in half in its monstrous jaws.

Starwberry moved in to fight it after Allyn cast magic missle at the creature. After a failed cast of light at the creature, Hawkyns and Oaklyn took the 6 would-be victims and ran in the other direction. Gaelwynn and Elygyn used their bows to try an pierce the monster’s hide. Lizard men suddenly showed up and the monster went crazy, launching itself at the new arrivals, giving the party time to escape.

The shadow elves were suddenly very distrustful of the party and wanted nothing more to do with them, despite the old couple’s pleadings and Elygyn and Gaelwynn’s reasoning. The old couple agreed to lead them all to the fresh water pool the saw up on the path to the west as the Shadow Elves went their own way. They’re piercing wet screams came from the fog not long after.

Finding the magical pool, the pary hatched a plan to lure the monster to the pool as the very short fuse set off the bomb, taking it and the portal with the explosion hopefully. As they set up and got their timing down, the monsyter showed up behind them, crashing on the land bridge from the water. They set off the bomb and ran like hell, the ensuing explosion was enormous and oddly blue. A door openeded before them leading to Syruss’ manor, and they all fell over each other, safe on the other side. The portal was closed.

DM’s Bibliography:

This adventure was primarily homemade by the DM, with the map of the swamp taken directly from the Dungeons & Dragons Warriors of the Eternal Sun Sega Genesis Hint Book page 27.

On the Road Again


The party spent the night recovering at Syruss Shortroots’s estate. Just before dawn, the manor and grounds were shaken as if by an earthquake. Later, the next day, the group was told that as they had destroyed the portal Selphyna Vengencya Shortroots had established inside the manor house, so Blokk Ironheed and his team succeeded in their mission to seal off the caverns below the estate.

As they enjoyed all the luxuries of breakfast at Syruss’, Morgan O’Malley, now healed and rested, approached them with much anxiety. She said the more she pieced together what they had told her of their adventures when they first went to meet her, the more she was afraid that something had gone more wrong than was believed. The party had recovered both the backpacks she had been entrusted to bring to Narvesyn School, but only the first had been complete. The second, by the party’s own admission, had been a scrap of it’s former self, emptied of everything. Morgan remembered when she was abducted, the halfling Chowder Roughsole had been present. She is convinced he has the contents of the backpack and will probably try and sell the item, not knowing what he has.

The group made it clear in their rumblings that they have a special hatred for Chowder. Rabbye spoke for the party, agreeing to help Morgan track down Chowder and recover the item. Though she was deliberately vague on what the item was, their dislike of Chowder and her sincerity were enough for them. When Morgan informed Syruss their intention to go to the southern city of Corisa, he thought better of giving them any of his steeds, saying that for the area they were heading to, discretion would be the better path rather than flying in on “fantastic” mounts.

Setting off to the south southeast they found themselves in very pastoral lands and neatly appointed farms. It became apparent by the houses dug into hills and other architecture, plus the presence of Hin that these were the Halfling Shires. Wanting to get information and a pack animal, Gaelwyn convinced the group to flag down a halfling farmboy who in turn ran to get his father. They made the acquaintnece of Tibernos Wartwood who took them to his village where they had a couple round of drinks at the Rigatoni Sauce Tavern. There they learned that there had been trouble of some sort recently in a couple of the northern farms and that the people on both had gone missing. They learned there had been recent sitings of what the halflings called “the dark lady”. They also got the impression that Syruss Shortroots was respected in these parts and essentially looked upon as the “lord” of the area. Finally, Gaelwyn also negotiated for a sturdy, if halfling sized, geld pony with bags to carry some of their things. They made their way back to the road and headed south once again for Corisa.

As evening approached, they started thinking seriously about a place to camp. Elygyn & Gaelwyn broke off from the road, west and east respectively, climbing small hills & out of site to scout out potential camp sites. Elygyn investigated some strange noises up ahead, discovering a great depression in the gentle hills, but also discovering adolescent halfling couple furiously making out. They screeched and pleaded with him not to tell their parents. He told them to get lost in very even tones.

At the same time, Gaelwyn was seeing things with her infravision that didn’t make sense, so she took the time to light a torch and climb a small incline to see who was moving around so quietly ahead of her. She slipped on the glossy surface beneath her boots, dropping her torch, horrified at her discoveries! One, she’s climbed and slipped on the abdomen of a a large, pony sized black ant. Two, at there were at least 4 more of the monsters she could see, each with a halfing curled up in the grip of their mandibles. She backed away painstakingly slowly to avoid aggravating the ants. The one she stepped on followed her at a distance, its antenae twitching curiously.

The Elves returned to the road at the same time to report their findings. Gaelwyn’s took priority as the massive ant slid out from the brush and onto the road. Thinking quickly, Elygyn downed a potion of insect repellent, and the giant ant immediately reacted by attacking Oaklyn instead. The dog yelped as it’s leg was bitten and the group pounced on the giant bug. Elygyn, in a fit of defensive rage, hit the ant so hard with his sword, he knocked it’s head clean off and sent it tumbling away. During the brief fight, Rabbye found Morgan O’Malley very close behind him got his blood flowing. Gaelwyn was adamnant they help those doomed halflings, Elygyn and Morgan talked her down and convinced her they were not ready to take on what could be a nest of the monsters. They travelled on.

Travelling was uneventful. The group decided to skip looking for a place to camp and set up on the side of the road. Even the first couple of evening watches passed with no incident. On the last watch, Elygyn and Gaelwyn noticed what they took to be a shooting star at first, until it circled west and came back round closer to them. Staring they could make out the silhouette of a chariot in the sparkles. Gathering their gear together and getting underway, the elves told the rest of the party what they saw. Cresting a hill they came face-to-face with a giant man’s angry face under a massive lion’s mane. It was a manticore pulling the chariot of a warrior woman with jet black skin and glowing red eyes. She screamed at them as the chariot shot over their heads, “The daughter of Zhargas is upon you!” Flying over them she threw a handful of bone fragments at them. As they scrambled to get their bows and spells ready to combat her, the dark lady flew off as the “seeds” she threw grew and knitted themselves into a giant bone cyclops.

Freaking out, Allyn unleashed a fireball from his wand and damaged the skeletal golem, but rendered Gaelwynn unconscious, burning away her clothes and damaging her armor. Strawberry struck the golem knocking out chunks of bone, and got pummeled mercilessly almost to death by the thing’s massive fists. Morgan and Rabbye again paired up, slinging daggers at the creature’s single eye, knocking it back where Elygyn was able to pop it’s head off with some clever sword work. J. Hawkyns healed Gaelwyn and she crammed the massive skull into her bag of holding for reasons known only to her.

The hurried along the road then towards the port city of Corisa, encountering two men in armor they had never seen the like of before. The men spoke with a strange accent, but seemed to be of the same racial stock od Morgan. They told the group they would be expected to catalog their weapons at the gates of Corisa lest they be arrested. After reaching the white walls of Corisa, they indeed encountered guards at the gate that requested they present all their weapons while a sdcribe cataloged them. Inside, they saw Halflings, elves and huimans who had apparently gone local — dressing in Tunics and the light armor of the guards. Visiting the different quarters of the marketplace and chapel districts — where the cuilt of Aurora had not been heard of Hawkyns found out to his consternation — the group rested up and healed, making two sizable donations to the temple of Varyn the Preserver. Morgan O’mally did not make their rendevous, but a halfing intimated to them that she arranged for their passage out of the city on a ship after the secret auction she secured their invitation to. They were given a medalion to present to the secret auction house guards in the southern half of the wharf. Seeing a more modern looking ship actually float from the sky and land in the wharf’s northern end, they were confident things were coming together and agreed to attend the secret auction to recover Morgan’s lost object.

The All Nighter
Just when we thought we knew what was happening


The day wore on and the party made their way towards the docks and the auction house. More and more, the deeper they ventured into the streets and lanes of Corisa, they found themselves the objects of suspicion and unease. The group noticed that no one else around them dressed remotely like they did and any elves or hin they saw were dressed much more simply then the humans living there.

Locating the auction house well after dark, the group had grown cautious enough not to just blunder in. Approaching the walled complex they were struck by the eerie silence, broken only by the nearby rushing sound of ocean waves just on the other side of the building. Finding the door ajar, it was decided Rabbye would sneak in to determine what was happening.

Inside the inky dark of the auction house, Rabbye didn’t need to sneak around. The floor and stage opposite the door were covered in the blood and bodies of the dead. Gaelwynn and Elegyn joined Rabbye inside, their elvish infravision unable to find anything living within besides Rabbye. Strawberry volunteered to guard the main entrance while Allyn and Hawkyns moved in to join the group. As they stepped inside, Rabbye cried out. Someone under a mound of bodies had grabbed him hard enough to hurt him through his pant leg. Kicking himself free, Rabbye announced he had a live body, rolling corpses out of the way while the person thrashed about, choking and gasping. They looked frantically to see what they could do; worried they would attract attention though they did not light any lanterns or torches. Before Hawkyns could act to save the person, he died. When asked by the elves who did this to him, he groaned the word: “Gar…” on his last breath.

The Spire
Up, Down, Up, Down

Morgan O’Malley Was very insistant the party leave the area after they slayed the minotaur Gar. Having acquired Makens Sword she made the case their mission was done and they were in more trouble than they’s ever been in. Cautious, the group agreed to move, asking what Morgan’s plan was. She said she knew of an Oracle in the area and that consulting her was the next best move for them. Cerena accompanied them.

Heading West, the group rested in a small wood, treating their wounds, memorizing their spells and getting themselves organized. After some discussion, Gaelwynn offered Cerena a gold piece to go and care for her pony at her father’s stables until they returned for it.

In the meantime, a storm rumbled their way from the direction they were heading as they set off. Backlit by lightning, before a range of low mountains, a rocky spire appeared before them just as the rain finally came down. Morgan confirmed this is where they were headed. The lightning also lit up flying shapes approching them from the East…

Rabbye went ahead through the waist high grasses to scout out the spire with his invisibility ring on. Finding the way clear, Rabbye returned and the group arranged themselves to climb the precarious ledge that wound its way up and around the high, rocky column. It was decided that Rabbye should take the lead with his invisibilty ring on. Morgan, Elegyn and Gaelwynn had lashed themselves together with a rope, not trusting the slippery looking incline… and with good reason. Ten feet off the ground, Rabbye in front and Allynn in back, both slipped and fell off the the path and into the grasses below. Neither was hurt, except maybe their pride. Climbing back up by hand, Rabbye came across a human skull embedded in the side of the spire.

Now taking all precautions, the entire group pooled their rope and tied off to one another. More than once, Strawberry had to plant his sturdy Dwarf body, using his strength to keep the others from tumbling.

Halfway up, Rabbye rounded the southern face of the spire again and came face-to-face with a giant bat. Invisible and surprised, he froze, leaving Morgan to round the curve and confront the creature. Turns out it was the black skinned, red eyed woman Content Not Found: vix, riding her vampiric mount. She screamed at the group! Her voice travelling shockingly clear in the downpour and they braced themselves as best they could for combat. Instead of engaging them however, Vix flew up and away from them. Mud started coming loose from the spire above them, running down in the rain and washing over the narrow inclined path and their boots. Within the mud were human bones that started collecting on the paths, assembling themselves using the ebb and flow of the mud until the party found several skeletons in their midst!

Rabbye got in a fast back stab to the skeleton menacing Morgan, Elegyn ad Allyn focused bow & magical attacks on the skeletons srambling down from above but the decisive blow came from Hawkyns, tearing out his holy symbol and performing such a powerful turn that all the skeletons around them and up the face of the cliff detonated, raining down bits of mud and bone on the party.

Now in clear, they continued their climb until thy heard a call; a rope suddenly dropped down directly in front of them. Looking up, they spied a small square of light roughly a hundred feet above them; a trap door in the floor of the structure perched atop the spire. After a quick discussion, they decided a quick climb would leave them less vulnerable than slogging up the spire’s path. Rabbye was sent ahead to scout.

With the deftness of his trade, he climbed the rope, reaching the top and entered the house. Immediately inside were two girls in their late teens, richly dressed amidst extreme luxury. The place was richly adorned in tapestries, jewelry, plush pillows and exotic furs, and the girls’ heads were largely empty. They giggled and pointed and preened, but had little else to say to Rabbye. Annoyed with their lack of sense, Rabbye called the rest of the group up. After some time, they were all within the structure, trying to look around and keep the heavy incense in the air from making them drowzy. Oaklyn remained below, taking the long way up with path.

A smarmy bald man of indeterminate age in a black toga came forward from the cloying, incensed air and announced he was “The Voice of the oracle”. He insisted he knew what the party carried and that they should surrender the sword as payment for speaking to the oracle. In an inspired move, Gaelwyn surrendered her own sword to the man, hoping to protect Makens Sword concealed in her bag of holding. The Voice uttered a spell. Allyn and the Elves recognized as a detect magic spell. Seemingly satisfied, he led them deeper into the structure into a dark chamber lit by small hanging braziers. Bowing low when he reached the rear of the room, he presented the sword to a dark figure standing in the shadows.

Sneering, Vix stepped into the smokey amber light of the braziers, grabbed the sword by the hilt and chopped off the Voice’s head. Stunned, the group recovered quickly, charging the obsidian skinned woman.

Vix gained an early advantage, launching her spear, striking a devasting blow to Gaelwyn, knocking the slim elf right over. With a gesture, Vix called the spar back to her, even as Rabbye and Elegyn attacked her. Hawkyns stabilized Gaelwyn and he and Allyn attempted to blind Vix with light spells. Each time she was able to dipell their magic before suffering any major consequences. Furious, Strawberr muscle his way to the fore and open hand slapped Vix, stopping her from casting a spell and generally shocking her.

Enraged, Vix started to hurt the party in earnest. Suddenly, the roof above her tore away and a jade statue carved in the visage of a 7 foot hoplite dropped into the room, attacking her. A small bald man looked down from above yelling the party not to kill Vix. Several of them demanded “why?”. The man identfied himself as Xantiphon and insisted Vix not be killed so that she could stand trial for her crimes against the empire.

The party changed their tactics tryng to knock Vix out. Vix fought all the harder but started getting sloppy, looking more to escape. Xantiphon’s jade statue got a firm lock on her shoulders and took Vix down where the companions were able to beat her unconscious. The coal black appearence of her skin faded and she seemed to diminish in size somewhat, suddenly blond, not brunette. Elygyn, Rabbye and Morgan hogtied, gagged and blindfolded the psychotic woman before her power or consciouness returned. Gaelwyn recovered her sword. Xantiphon allowed them to pick over Vix’s items, but in the end, nothing really was worth taking for them.

Xantiphon took them further down into the spire — where he lived and worked, as it was his wizard’s tower. He explained to them that they did not belong in the time they found themselves in and though, from their stories it seemed to him that Vix herself brought them to the past, he could only guess why. He confirmed he was aware of what they found in Gar’s temple and insisted on sending them, home after they recovered the oriacle who was still missing. Going to research, he left the group to move about his house freely.

Within an hour, the tower was attacked by bands of shadow elves. Seperated, the party fought them off back to strange holes in the walls that opened impossibly into caverns. When the holes closed, the remaining trapped shadow elves killed each other rather than be captured. As Xantiphon came late to the fight, he rushed in yelling that Vix was gone!

You Should Be Dancing
A Night out-of-town, dancers out of their mind

After the disasterous attack on the Oracle’s spire, Xanthipon, the wizard who shared the spire with the Oracle, decided it best that to look for the missing Oracle, chase down Vyx, and see if any clues could be gathered of further Shadow Elf activity, they split up. Sending the servants of the Oracle — those with the maturity and presence of mind to be of use, east to Corisa, he went north towards the mountains, sending more servants south, and the adventurer party West. They were simply to report back to the spire within a couple days with their findings.

They journeyed west the entire day, covering much ground but learning very little. Finding a nice grove to camp in as the land became more forested, the party settled down for the evening. Around midnight, J. Hawkyns, Strawberry and Allyn all awoke, startled. No one had gotten them up for their turn at watch! They sought out Elygyn to ask him what he was playing at, but there was no sign of him, or his Dog Oaklyn! Disturbed, they woke Rabbye, Morgan and Gaelwynn.

Gaelwynn wasted no time finding tracks, though she didn’t understand what she was seeing. It was as if Elygyn and his dog hopped away through the grass towards the distant village. With the trail already going cold, the party gathered their things and set off in pursuit of their friend.

Reaching the outskirts of what appeared to be a farming village, they sent Rabbye scouting ahead. He came across what appeared to be a low, stone gatehouse, where a warden might watch the road into town. The door was ajar. Creeping inside the hovel, Rabbye saw the bed had been slept in and that its occupant had clearly leapt from it. Looking further into town, he thought it wiser to bring the rest of the party forward. They found the rest of town in much the same state… suddenly, something at the edge of Rabbye’s hearing attratcted his attention to the large, stone manor at the end of the lane.

The party slinked their way cautiously through the ghost town, acutely aware of the silence, but now hearing the same growling noise Rabbye identified. He and Gaelwynn snuck into the grand house, following the noise up the stairs with Morgan at their heels. Strawberry, Allyn and Hawkyns remained downstairs, Hawkyns agonizing over whether or not to light his lantern.
Upstairs, Gaelwynn, Rabbye and Morgan discovered an elderly man with a blindfold on and his ears stuffed with cotton wool, snoring like rumbling thunder. Above his cot, the top bunk was abandoned. Downstairs, there was a sudden commotion from behind a door under the balcony. Allyn followed the noise into a ktchen area, seeing pans in the wash basin settleing, and the shutters on the window above swinging as if recently sturck. At this same tiume, Hawkyns and Strawberry’s investigation of the great entry hall revealed small, reddish dots on the ceiling leading to the kitchen with the help of Strawberry’s infravision. They faded quickly.

The elderly gentleman upstairs was thoroughly terrified to find an elf in his master’s house, (thinking it was an escaped slave)holding a sword to his throat and was very unhelpful. The more she and Rabbye questioned him, the more belligerant he got until he rushed at them violently. Whacking him with the flat of her sword, Gaelwynn put him in place to receive Rabbye’s fist. They knocked him out cold. Gaelwynn tore his bed covers and bound him, taking him downstairs with Rabbye and Morgan to see what the commotion weas about and try and get answers from the man.

Listening to Allyn and Strawberry’s account of what happened in the kitchen, Gaelwynn wrapped the old man to a chair and started building a fire in the hearth. As they tried to revive him, Strawberry, Hawkyns and Allyn went to investigate the rest of the house. Suddenly, the sheets and cloths Gaelwynn used to tie the man up began unwinding from him as if they were moving on their own. They spiraled outward in a flash, causing Gaelwynn and Rabbye to jump aside, Gaelwynn striking the wall hard and hurting herself. Morgan was not so fast and became thoroughly entangled in the sheets and strips which began constricting her like a giant cloth net. The rest of the party ran into the kitchen, immediately spying a small man in green standing in the window, pointing at Morgan and laughing hysterically. Strawberry charged, getting a boost from Allyn who overdid it and threw the dwarf right out the window.

The rest of the party followed suit after Rabbye cut Morgan free. After some thought, Allyn realized this creature was a leprachaun and advised caution, just as Strawberry found himself confronting three of the creatures after it cast mirror image on itself. Efforts to catch it proved fruitless, but it admonished them for picking on his old friend. They apologized and he introduced himself a Malin. Malin explained that he too was hunting the elf and dog who came and danced away with the enitre town hours ago. He said a Faun had walked off his with his magic pipes and now that he’d started playing, he couldn’t stop; he and all who danced with him would dance themselves to death!

The party asked where to start looking for this fawn and the leprachaun gestured past the estate’s garden. The grasses were matted from hundreds of dancing feet, leading deep into the woods. The party wasted no time in pursuing.

It dawned on Gaelwynn that the old man at the estate was spared because his ears were blocked up so she started cutting up bits of her rope and handing it out to be stuffed in their ears. Around this time, walking under the moonlight, Rabbye began sweating profusely, feeling very ill. He took up position behind evryone as the trekked to avoid notice.

Soon, they came upon a grove where a faun stood in the center of whirling, dancing people and creatures. There were a few centaurs, and other fawns and at least 30 human villagers…and there was Elygyn and Oaklyn in the middle of it all dancing. Allyn and Hawkyns moved in to intervene but were jostled so hard from the other dancers, their makeshift earplugs dropped out and they too were caught up in the dance! Morgan and Allyn made it through the frenzied dancers, also losing their ear plugs but holding on to their sanity, tackling Elygyn and Oaklyn. The spent elf gratefully passed out.

Gaelwynn dove in to tackle the Faun and finally succeeding, she made an opening for Rabbye to grab at the pipes. The dance had finally ended. The people collapsed where they stood and the woodland creatures, seeing themselves in the company of humans fled into the forest. Among the towns people, they discovered a woman of indeterminate age in very fine toga and jewelry! The Oracle!

The group returned to town with Elygyn and his dog on a stretcher, carrying Malin the Leprachaun’s pipes in Gaelwynn’s bag of holding. She refused to release the pipes to Malin, so he promised to show them where his treasure was hidden. Laughing he gestured at Rabbye whom he apparently polymorphed into a giant fox… which Malin rode back to town. The rest of the party watched over the recovering citizens when a large warrior riding a griffin landed in their midst and after a brief, tense encounter, revealed he was from Xanthipon and took the oracle with him.

Meanwhile, Gaelwynn thought she’d tricked Malin into leaping into her bag and he promised to lead the group to his treasure. Turns out she caught on of his mirror images as the real Malin warned them of impending danger should they seperate. It was then they noticed Shadow Elves creeping around the town…

DM’s Bibliography: This adventure was adapted mainly from the Dungeons & dragons Creature Crucible: Tales of the Wee Folk by John Nephew; Part II, The Adventure Booklet, page 6 “A Night Out On The Forest”.

Gotta Get Back-In-Time

The party spent time in the village they liberated from the magical dancing pipes, stocking up their raations, getting their armor repaired and shopping in general. As they did, despite the general goodwill of the populace towards them, they still collectively felt more and more they were out of their element. Gaelwynn and Elygyn’s abortative attempt to “purchase” elven slaves to subsequently free them drove that home even more. There was a common desire to return home, especially now thaty they had recovered Maken’s Sword.

Aware of their plight, Xanthipon worked on their problem and came up with a solution. Through much scrying and magical means, he determined where the Shadow Elves’ primary portal was, though he expressed doubt that it was of thier making. Giving them an unusual device, he instructed them to set it outside the main portal the Shadow Elves. Not only would it send them back to their own time, it would detonate, ruining the portl/tunnel system the Shadow Elves have been using to enact their schemes. He also secured them a rough map of the area he was teleporting them to. Saying their goodbyes, the party was sent on their way…

Appearing in a rather cramped chamber, they wasted no time getting their bearings. Before them was a doorway gildedin gold, and seperated from the next room by gossamer spiderweb like curtains. Beyond, they observed a diminutive, muscular she elf in a golden tub with blck skin and blue white hair. Fist sized spiders crawledin and outof the tub. She wasn’t a Shadow Elf… As they searched for another way out, to shadow elf servant girls entered opposit their hiding area and tended to bathing elf whom they determined to be a priestess of some kind. To his horror, Strawberry found out the hard way, the fist sized spiders were also in the anteroom’s privy…

Seeing guards outside the doors when the servants entered, disorientated from theirtransport, with amysterious map and nothing elseto go on, the party debeated whether or not to grab the priestess and use her to guide them to the portal. The priestess left before they could act, so they moved against the servant girls. Their attempts to capture them failed and they attracted a couple of guards. Gaelwynn also made the terrifying discovery of a giant spider living on the ceiling after becoming trapped in its web. After winning the fight that ensued, they compelled the shadow elf servants to help them. Rabbye And Morgan uncovered a secret door and they all crammed into the small, secret passage within.

Rabbye had been struggling all night and finally lost his battle with his recently acquired disease… droppingto all fours, he promptly changed into a giant fox. The elves and shadow elf servant girls reacted strongly to this, but Morgan & Allyn prevailed and kept them from harming Rabbye.

Even as a new were-creture, Rabbye seemed to appreciate their dire circumstances and behaved, as did Elygyn’s dog Oaklynn. They emerged from the secret passage into a giant, pillared temple that finally resembled the map they couldn’t make sense of. To theirhorror, they saw Vyx — now revealed to be one of those black skinned elves — leading a ritual of some kind, surrounded by more of the black skinned elves, shadow elves and creatures that had to be goblins. To their right, a bright, greenish blue light emenated from beyond. Careful as they could, the party crept over to the doorway until Vyx spotted them. Panicked, they hurled themselves up the stairs while Strawberry and Allyn held the rear. A well placed fireball from Allyn’s wand was enough to cover their escape to the portal…

A monstrous evil shadow of aspirey monster was back lit from the portal’slight, scaring them out of their minds and stopping them in their tracks. Rbbye & Morgan andOaklynn dashed through the portal and the others realized, whatever thisthingwas, it hadn’t come through yet! Last through, Elygyn threw down the device from Xanthipon. They all were aware of an explosion and the anger of the monster as they slipped past/above/around it…


Lying face down, in the road, under a light rain, the party found themselves surrounded by several horeback riders. Cymantha Ferhety approached them and welcomed them home.

DM’s Bibliography: Primarily made up by the DM, this adventure draws material from:
Advanced Dungeons & Dragons 2nd Edition/Forgotten Realms: The Drow Of The Underdark by Ed Greenwood 1991 TSR, Inc; And Dungeons & Dragons: Warriors of the Eternal Sun Sega Genesis Hint Book, 1992 TSR, Inc. 1992 SEGA


...had to get away.

Finishing out their semester, the group led an uneventful couple of months at Narvesyn School. Gaelwynn, Elygyn and Allyn were treated to an Elf instructor that taught them spells they might not otherwise have learned.

Rabbye’s lycanthropy was an issue with the Deans and they privately struggled how to handle the young man’s condition. Rabbye’s relationship with Hawkyns took a turn for the worse. As a member of the Church, specifically the Cult of Aurora, Hawkyns especially had a hard time with his friend’s condition. As classes drew to a close, it was decided by the Deans of Narvesyn, Rabbye — and his group — should be sent away for a time. Morgan O’Malley was able to secure them passage on the Silver Lining, a ship bound for the islands south of the 6 Shires. She was very excited and regaled the group with tales of the pleasure islands and resorts and amenities they could look forward to on the islands.

Assault on Raven's Ruin
(Happy 40th Anniversary Dungeons and Dragons!)


  • To celebrate the 40th Anniversary of Dungeons and Dragons**

Things had been relatively normal for quite some time for the group, when out of the blue they received a summons to Cymantha Ferhety’s office. Guardedly, she told them that word had been sent to the school from one of the local barons, Agryl the self appointed “Black Knight”, that named all of them specifically. While there was nothing outwardly sinister about the arrival or content of the message, Cymantha and the party were all on edge to have received it.

Rabbye, Gaelwyn, Elygyn, J. Hawkins, Allynn and Strawberry set out for the Black Knight’s barony that they had visited so dramatically only a year and a half previously. (It was during the journey that Strawberry got himself so drunk, he was entirely incoherent.) Much to their dismay, they were well received and ushered into a keep they remembered all-too-well, prepared for the worst.

Agryl met them at his throne, informing them that trouble was brewing in one of his outlying lands. He quickly turned the meeting over to a lively young woman who introduced herself as Theresan Plank, scribe to the traveling Judge whom she simply refers to as the magistrate. She went on to explain that Goblins — a race that had been persecuted to near extinction in the Mydlands — had been mounting ever braver raids on farms and towns in the area. They even went so far as to steal the Judge’s Scepter of Truth when he stopped at the village of Kleine. Theresan carelessly offers the group 50gp a piece for the return of the sceptre, but the group was in no mood to negotiate accepting the offer. Agryl dismissed the magistrate and Theresan, speaking to the group privately.

When things started getting bad near Kleine, Agryl had sent word to his friend Raven, a “collector” who had used goblin laborers to construct his keep, but was informed his friend could not be found and the keep lousy with goblins. He urges the group to head directly to Raven’s Keep and find out what happened to his associate, and recover the scepter for the magistrate.

The group was supplied with a wagon and a pair of horses, and followed the directions they were given to find Raven’s lair. While they were traveling along the road, they came to a spot in the forest where the horses started becoming nervous and J. Hawkyns danger sense told the group something was about to happen. Gaelwyn had been helping to drive the horses with Rabbye but decided to jump to the roof of the wagon to get a better view of their surroundings. Elygyn chose to climb up a nearby tree for a better vantage point, and sent Oaklyn under the wagon. Allynn and J. Hawkyns stayed in the wagon and prepared their weapons for the upcoming assault they knew was coming. J. Hawkyns cast bless, which benefited our party greatly! Soon after, arrows flew threw the air. One of them struck Gaelwyn, but the others harmlessly struck either the wagon or flew away from their targets. Gaelwyn and Elygyn both saw a goblin shooting arrows at them and Elygyn quickly neutralized him with an arrow that blew up his head. The other targets could not be seen yet however, but Oaklyn quickly found another one. Two goblins tried to attack the horses leading the wagons, One was quickly killed by a hammer from J. Hawkyns and a slash from Rabbye. The other goblin injured the horse slightly, and Gaelwyn quickly sprang to the horses back to rescue it and calm it. Allynn and Elygynneutralized another goblin. The next round, even though four of the goblins were now dead, the other two decided to continue their attack. One came close to Elygyn but was slain by his arrow before he could make an attack. The final remaining goblin was tackeled by Rabbye and held hostage for questioning.
The remaining goblin indicated that his group knew our party was on a mission to rescue something, and that his leader’s name was Nalec. Our party couldn’t get much more useful information out of him, but decided to keep him tied up with them in case he could be of any use later.
When our party arrived at the destination, they couldn’t find the lair immediately. It appeared like there was some construction that had been preformed locally recently. Rabbye and Elygyn decided to explore up the side of the hill a little ways, and found a stairwell that went right into the side of the hill. The party decided to investigate and took their hostage with them. J. Hawkyns wisely remembered that Raven was a thief and there would likely be traps in his lair, so he commanded find traps to help our adventurers. In the first room, they found a sign that said “Do not enter” and after studying the door and finding no traps, but sensing some danger on the other side, wisely chose to stick to their mission.
As the party went down another flight of stairs, the found a small alcove near the stairs, with several bags. Elygyn stood onRabbye‘s shoulders to investigate, and suddenly , four goblins appeared out of the bags and started shooting arrows! Elygyn took a direct hit in the face. The hostage tried to escape but was slain. Elygyn and Rabbye attacked immediately, and Rabbye slew one of the goblins. Gaelwyn started throwing stars and killed another. They did a little damage to our party before they were subdued.
Our party continued further and found a door. They heard some sounds and they were a little sure their were monsters on the other side that may cause them some grief in the future, so they decided to spike the door. The occupants inside the room were not pleased!
As they continued, the decided to investigate a room with a door partly ajar. One door glowed to J. Hawkyns indicating that it was probably trapped. Elygyn poked his head in far enough to learn something was in there. The party decided to set up an ambush of their own around the doorway. Elygyn stuck his head in again to taunt the occupants, and was met with 2 wolves! The first was killed almost immediately when it went in the doorway. The second injured Gaelwyn but was likewise quickly subdued. There were two others in the room which escaped the conflict through a nearby doorway to another room. This room had two entrances, Elygyn, Allynn, and J. Hawkyns tried to storm in through one door and Gaelwyn and Rabbye from the other. The two goblins were hiding inside an old kitchen that had been taken over by lots and lots of rats. Our party was able to come in and destroy the two without much trouble.
After leaving the kitchen, they chose to investigate another room with a glowing door. They wanted to be cautious, so they opened the door and threw one of the dead wolves inside. They noticed that the floor was bowing in a little. Elygyn strapped a rope around his waist and walked into the room. As he walked in, he realized the floor was sinking. He was pulled out of the room, and another wolf was thrown in. The second wolf’s weight caused the floor to collapse and the wolves fell into a pit, where they were eaten. Our party wisely chose to close the door to that room and not return.
Our party chose to investigate a hallway, and found a small prison. Inside one cell was a pair of skeletons. Elygyn couldn’t help himself and his hatred for the undead, and went in to investigate. As the skeletons attacked, J. Hawkyns helped by turning the undead, and Rabbye helped by slaying one of the skeletons. Elygyn destroyed the other one. Rabbye found a woman in a blue dress laying in one of the cells. When J. Hawkyns went to investigate he was attacked by a blade in the floor, and discovered the woman was nothing but a straw filled dress. Gaelwyn found a kobold locked up in the third cell. Rabbye knew how to speak kobold and paid the poor creature a gold piece to show where Nalkin was in this lair. He took our party up a few hallways, told us where the hideout was, and left. A short time later, our party heard the unfortunate creatures death as he tried to leave the lair. Our party went back to investigate and found a hobgoblin in an invisibility cloak. Apparently, he had been following the party all the way from the beginning and they never knew he was there because he had an invisibility cloak and elven boots. This time he had a small patrol of goblins behind him. Allynn cast a web spell and soon all the monsters were tangled up in webs. Gaelwyndemanded some answers from these monsters and were told a lot of what they already knew. Disgusted at their evil, she left them and walked away. Angry at them killing the kobold, Rabbye and Elygyn attacked and killed them with fire.

DM’s Bibliography: While adapted to fit the setting of the Post War Mydlands, this adventure was taken from the Official Game Adventure module: Assault on Raven’s Ruin by Tim Beach, 1992 TSR Inc.

The Dream
As the semester draws to a close their subconscious is opened

This post was posted to each of the characters who all share in the same dream. it is written as the DM describing the dream to them directly:


It’s night in the Mydlands. Late spring rains drum outside on the roof, muffled by the windows and shutters of your room. The drumming becomes regular…

…someone is playing a drum! But the sound does NOT wake you up. Instead it’s rhythm melds itself to a second drum, becoming a steady heartbeat
The cool damp abruptly vanishes, swept away by a dusty dryness you are not accustomed to. A bright orange spark, presumably ignited at the back of your head, flashes in front of your eyes and an incredibly wizened old man with leathery skin, in faded cotton clothes, squints at you through the crackling flames of a popping, fragrant fire. The wind changes on the breath of a bear that moans, disturbed from it’s reverie, filling your vision with smoke as images and impressions flash before you, fading into the darkness of your room and the staccato rain outside.



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