The Post-War Mydlands

Sisters, sisters...
...there were never such devoted sisters.

Caramel Bunyan made good on his promise to rebuild the trading outpost, discovered wiped out in the last adventure. Calling in favors and shelling out loads of gold (His and some subsidies from the nearby nations of Darokin and the Duchy of Tansun, on behalf of the Empire) he made the post a reality and named it Caramel’s Oath as a reminder to himself and everyone he was a Halfling of integrity. The PC’s helped as needed over the two month period it took to establish the post, doing guard duty, actively hunting for provisions and game, etc.

They were just returning from such a hunting endeavor and stopped in the Post’s tavern, the Appleberry, run by Buck Toemound. Inside, partied a lively crowd of merchants staying the night, construction workers eager to return to their homes, a few local farmers looking to reestablish customer contacts, among others. The group noticed the majority of the patrons were focused on a dart board with only three rings. As they approached the bar, Buck grinned wryly at them and asked if they’d like to play Moot Darts. Hearing this, some of the crowd started cheering on the PC’s.

Not seeing the harm in a game, they agreed. A huge human approached them, cracking his knuckles and and neck, looking eager, until he stepped aside to present them their halfling challenger, who drunkenly rubbed his hands and slurred: “This is gonna be good”

At about this time, Hawkyns’ danger sense kicked in and he was aware that not everyone in the bar was in a celebratory mood. In a dark corner, in a booth with a clear view to them, a slim hooded figure watched from the shadows, smoking a reed thin pipe.

For the game, they had to fire the darts in the same manner as the halfing challenger, as people shouted out dares on how they would be handicapped for their turn. First, Gaelwynn was slung in the air, Allyn was blindfolded and spun around three times, but in the end, Damon amazed as he struck home on all three circles with his head in a bucket of water. The patrons went made and money was exchanged back and forth, the party cashing in to the tune of 10 gold a piece as the rich merchants around them bet furiously.

Heading for the bar one more time, they discovered a diminutive form in their midst. Hawkyns indicated this person had been watching them play. The person pulled back her hood revealing herself to be a shadow elf. She introduced herself as Decein Lyra and said that after observing the group, she wanted to ask them for their help. She claimed her sister had come to find work at the new post months ago when she heard it was going to be constructed. After her sister made the journey, she suddenly stopped any and all correspondence. Pressed further, Decein revealed her “sister” was in fact a human named Voya Lyra. According to Decein, Voya’s family had taken her in when Decein escaped the goblin encroachment on her family’s underground lands.

The group took pity on her, Damon and Rabbye going so far as to offer her money to put her up at the Inn for the night. They caught sight of Vex Freedon shaking his head at them and questioned him. He said that Decein had approached him and asked for certain things which he was able to provide, but also told the party she was bad news and left it at that.

They wound up questioning Gypsum after the elf performed a song for the receptive Tavern-goers. Gypsum revealed a girl had in fact disappeared after a month of employment, leaving behind a messy room, but no real clues. Word of their goings-on in the bar reached Letsego Surespear, the outpost commander and he sent for them. He confirmed the tale of Voya’s disappearance and that she was seen leaving with a man, but it was unclear who was dragging whom away. He also speculated, talking about a new cave entrance that had been discovered along one of the trade routes west during the same time frame as Voya’s disappearance, and of a small team of adventurers that went to check it out but never returned. They also spoke with Rusty, the K’naii that took care of the outpost’s stables. He confirmed what Letsego told them, he also controlled his base instincts being so close to a lyncanthrope (Rabbye).

There is some discussion in the group, but they decide that they will leave first thing in the morning and try and track down what became of the Voya and these adventurers. The talk to Decein and give her explicit instructions to stay at the Inn attached to the Appleberry and wait for them.

After a day of uneventful travel, they catch site of a small cave like opening in the base of a fairly large mesa. Investigating, they enter the cave, finding themselves in what looks like an ancient living chamber within an adobe house. The center of the room has been dug out recently, the hole large enough for Rabbye or Damon to lay down in. Exploring further, they happened up two similar rooms, Gaelwynn using her tracking abilities to determine that something was dragged from these holes in the floor. Hawkyns and Allynn put their heads together and came up with the theory that these were ancient houses and that the people living there very likely buried dead family members in the house.

Exploring further, and now following the drag marks, Hawkyns suddenly got an ill feeling. Rabbye used his invisibility cloak, stepping out from the room they were in into what was once an old courtyard, but was now merely a cavern, buried below a mesa. He discovered two naked human bodies, male and female, hung by their arms and a group of kobolds rifling through their things. He stood up fully and revealed himself, as the party stepped out to back him up. The kobolds were stunned and the party fell on them without hesitation, Damon cutting one inb half so viciously, he slit it in two and caught the halves, smearing the blood on himself in a battle frenzy. Those that understood the pathetic barking of the little dogmen, realized they were screaming: “we didn’t do this!” In reply, they bellowed “Go Home!” and the Kobolds lined up, shuffled resentfully passed, and accepted the remains of their friend Damon somewhat guiltily handed over to them.

When the battle was over, the party examined the bodies, speedily realizing they were more than just bodies, they’d been animated into zombies! Offended to his core, Hawkyns whipped out his holy symbol and turned the undead away. As they were bound by their wrists to the low ceiling, they moaned and swayed to get away from the cleric, so Rabbye and Damon chopped their heads off.

They continued to follow the drag marks in the dust, exploring, coming to realize this was a fully realized village they were in, long buried by dust and sand.

Entering another courtyard, they saw a single skull had been jammed into the ground in it’s center. Wracking their brains, Allyn and Hawkyns couldn’t come up with a legitimate explanation for it’s presence, but their curiosity was up. While everyone pulled back, Allyn debated whether to knock it aside with his staff. Damon made the debate moot by firing a surprise arrow at the skull, hitting it dead on and ripping it from it’s place in the ground. Instantly, beetles, beetles and more beetles poured from the hole with a horrific sound of wind through dry grass. The biting and slapping started in earnest and Allyn hollered for everyone to get back. Using his staff, he unleashed a fireball that fried their antagonists into a popping, soupy pile of burnt mess.

Pressing on, the party came to an area that was lit. Their apprehension up, they sent Rabbye ahead to scout, while Hawkyns struggled with the feeling there was something just as horrible back the way they came as there was ahead. Moving as silently as he knew how, Rabbye crept into a ruined building with Gaelwynn in tow, lit by torches from within. There was a room to their right with Kilns and very large pottery jars. Gaelwynn stood on Rabbye’s shoulders and poked her head up a broken ladder and saw something that almost made her give away their position. They hurried back to the group in time for them to decide that Hawkyn’s feeling was more than just nerves. Back tracking through the ruins to make sure they weren’t about to be ambushed, they heard a shrill cry of shock!

Rushing back to the room where Allyn had friend the bugs, they saw what looked like three sets of glowing red eyes moving through the burnt remains. But what truly bothered them was seeing Decein there, hands on her cheeks ready to scream again, until she saw them. Not one of them was happy to see her, their reactions ranging from Damon’s confusion to Gaelwynn’s outright hostility. Still, the new menace had to be dealt with. Their attacks only revealed that there were three dog sized fire beetles there that had come for a free meal of beetle carcasses.

A second female voice sounded from the chamber behind them and Decein ran past them to lock hands with a human female dressed in outlandish, ceremonial looking garb under a dark cloak. "I’m so happy we found you!’ Decien exclaimed, producing something from the folds of her robe that made Hawkyns feel ill, and Rabbye saw as a vial of some sort.

“You did a wonderful job!” The woman they all guessed was Voya.

“No, it’s better than that! I brought you an elf!” Decein said, ecstatic. They tuned together and smiled menacingly at Gaelwynn who immediately flew into a rage!

Voya fled back towards the ladder with vial in hand, casting a spell of some sort. Gaelwynn launched herself at Decein and began slapping her repeatedly. It became apparent that the spell Voya had cast set hidden undead minions in motion, massive clay jars in the next room byt the kilns began breaking open and the ancient dessicated remains of the ancient peoples who populated this buried town shambled out as skeletons towards the group.

Thinking quickly, Hawkyns cast Bless on the party before they broke up into seperate combats. This was enough to wake Strawberry from his slumber — inside of Gaelwynn’s bag-of-holding. He rolled out, ready to do battle as he and Hawkyns waded into the undead, driving them back with axe and holy symbol.

Decien broke free of Damon and Gaelwynn, launching herself with a fly spell towards the ladder, not seeing Rabbye who was invisible at the time. Aware of him, she started to cast a spell as he launched himself upward. Voya was there before an emaciated monster that looked like a Shadow Elf male with a spider body. It was dead…for now. Guessing what was happening revolved around bringing the monster back, Rabbye struck out at Voya just as Decein cast her holding spell. The party was mostly unaffected, except for Rabbye, who’s killing blow remained frozen in a woman who couldn’t even cry out as she too was held by the spell..

Hawkyns and Strawberry cornered the undead and Alynn finished them with a well placed fireball. They beat Decein unconscious as she tried to ayttack them and hogtied her to take with them. Hawkyns ordered the Dryder corpse to be burnt as he an Allynn puzzled out what was in the vial — the “sisters” were trying to create a Dryder lich!

Taking their prisoner, they set out for Caramel’s Oath.


DM’s Bibliography.

This adventure was primarily homemade. Materials were taken from :

Advanced Dungeons & Dragons 2nd Ed, Campaign Sourcebook and Catacomb Guide; The Beehive Fort pp 122-123; 1990 TSR inc.

Warhammer Fantasy Roleplay: Karak Azgal: Adventures of the Dragon Crag; The Appleberry Tavern/Moot Darts pp 23; 2005 Black Industries/BL Publishing

Caravan with a Side of Eggs
You can lead a Wyvren to water, but can't make him not kill you


The effects of the dream reverberated throughout the offices of the college. The party members were not the only ones to have their subconscious selves called out to. As the semester wound down around them, they found themselves summoned to Cymantha Fehrety’s office once again. Someone new to the group was also present at this meeting. Oddly, while Damon had not adventured with the group before, being brand new to the fighter’s academy, he was present in the dream as well, swinging a bloody sword.

Before Cymantha began, someone very short moved out from behind her desk wearing very fine clothes, a jeweled vest under an elaborate, opulent long coat. Dean Fehrety introduced the Hin and Caramel Bunyan, a weathy merchant whose interests coincided with the college’s, the Grand Duchy and necessarily the Empire at large. This she sternly impressed on the group.

Contact had been lost with a trading post/way station at the western borders of the Grand Duchy — which also represents the western extent of the Mureaux Empire on Kathgryus — run by members of the 6th Shire. Because of the myriad of possibilities that exist, and due to increased activity of the Tiger Clan tribes, the Empire has made it clear it does not want to risk open war with the Children of the Tiger so it will take no overt action currently. The Arch Duke at Tansun has also been ordered no not involve itself directly. Enter the students.

Caramel has outfitted a caravan of touring merchants to make the journey to the outpost 5 days away. It’s something he would normally do this time of year anyway, and it provides cover for their greater mission: to find out why they lost contact and report back to the school. Caramel provides enough inventory for the group to pass as general mercantile merchants and gifts each member of the party with an item befitting their assumed roles.

The next day they set out. The wagon appointed to them is rather huge, drawn by a team of 4 horses; Strawberry is given a cart laden with barrels and an ox. At the head of their convoy are a trio of Dwarven metal smiths from the settlement outside Nevamyr. Behind them travel A father/daughter team of elves along with their trusted business partner. Their beautiful coach loaded with furs and wood carvings. Riding animals the party had never seen before, pulling carts of an unknown make with large spoked wheels were the group from the far Southern continent of SeyLaft. Elygyn took special care to introduce himself to these folks and see their jewelry and bead work. Bringing up the rear were Caramel Bunyan’s troops of agents: Fabrizio Valet, Viniciano Lipton and Athena Vargas.

The first couple nights were uneventful with the party rotating watches over the camp. They wisely spent the time getting to know their fellow caravan travelers. It didn’t take long for their to be a consensus among them that Tessar Garandyn, a boisterous, affable man of very dark skin and very bright temperment loved speaking to them about his bead work and art, Mynudwe Ugar, the beatiful master of the Seylaft merchants present was very aloof Fabrizio Valet didn’t seem to really like anyone around him and appeared to have a crush on Athena and that Sissy Ironbreast the dwarf and Shawynn Silvermink were very good friends, giggling together and swapping their wares.

The third night, things changed. Elygyn chose to sleep away from the encampment where it sat within a grove off the road and away from the the lake. His dog Oaklyn was with him ofcourse. Gaelwyn had first watch, sitting atop the grand wagon of Caramel Bunyan and halfway between midnight and dawn, Rabbye took over for her. As they made their shift change, there came a great “Hoo-hoo-hoot!” from in the woods. Rabbye motioned for Gaelwyn to return and she relieved him of his post, resuming her place atop the wagon as he rushed to see what was approaching Elygyn’s position in the woods. In the meantime, Allyn was wakened by a hand going through his robes. He looked around, seeing Damon still sleeping near him by the fire, and a man standing over him. His hair was greased and bpulled back tightly in a severe bun. His entire body was a maze of piercing and gold jewelry and accessories. His eyes were smeared over with a black something that made his whites bulge out fiercely. Reacting, Allyn reached out to grab hold of the mad, successfully wrestling him to the ground.

In the woods, the hooting was laced with the roars of a large animal. Bursting from the brush between the trees, a huge bear, 8 foot tall with fur that gave way to feathers under the arms charged toward Elygyn even as Oaklyn started barking fiercely, backing away from the monstrous owl’s head that topped the powerful body. Rabbye hollared a challenge to the thing and, seeing it’s huge shape with her infravision, Gaelwaynn line up a shot with her bow, having trouble due to the trees’ density. Being closer, Rabbye was able to make his shot count, Elygyn, woken from sleep was not as lucky.

Losing his fight with Allyn, seeing Damon was waking up and Strawberry was approaching from across the camp, the invader grabbed a hold of Alyn and hooted right in his face. The monster responded in kind, turning from Rabbye and Elygyn, heading into the camp. Shocked, Strawberry turned his attention to the big owlbear and charged towards it. With his shield before him ,her rammed it up into the Owlbear, his weight and height and the blow itself serving to trip the beast…right on top of Strawberry who disappeared under it’s bulk.

Damon came to his senses, wasting no time in pulling the assailant off of Allyn and cleaving him nearly in two with his sword. Gaelwyn and Elygyn did the owlbear in, one with a well shot arrow, the other by running at full charge, plunging his sword up into the nether regions of the owlbear via it’s posterior…

The camp was alive then and searchers were organized to see if there were any more surprises waiting for them in the woods. Damon came across an unusual, smooth wooden crate that was more of a cube. Inside they discovered several balls of very hard, heavy rubber, and a single egg that shocked Caramel. “That’s a wyvren egg!” he declared. He said that the rubber balls probably masked its scent, but leaving it exposed would definitely bring trouble. Boxing it back up, they left it in the woods where they found it. In searching the dead man and the beast, they discovered that a symbol carved onto the owlbear’s beak matched a necklace charm on the savage’s neck.

That evening, Elygyn opted to sleep inside the grand wagon of Caramel Bunyan. In the very blackest hours of the night, the wagon shifted under someone’s weight as they entered. Only half awake, Elygyn listened, but didn’t react at all, even as someone brushed past him carrying something.

After another uneventful day of traveling, the caravan finally was in the middle of the wildlands between borders, the edifice of the trade post in sight some distance up a hill. Looking through a spyglass, Caramel didn’t like the looks of things and held everyone back. It was decided to scout the place out first. Allyn and Strawberry moved ahead in Strawberry’s beer cart while Elygyn finally relayed what happened the other night in the wagon. Concerned, Caramel gave Elygyn a manifest of everything in the cart and told him to check it out. Rabbye and Hawkyns jumped to help. It didn’t take them long, combing through the inventory to discover the strange wooden box with the wyvren egg inside was in the cart itself!

As this was happening, Strawberry and Allyn reached the front door of the main house of the trading post. Though the tower was largely intact, it didn’t take but a moment for them to suspect strongly they were looking at a gutted husk of a building.

Rabbye and Hawkyns cracked open the box to confirm their fears…

Strawberry forced the door, pushing it over dust and grit from the debris. In front of him and Allyn was a long, scorpion-like tail and a huge, brown scaled hip. Two giant serpentine heads raised up with a fluid grace from the wreckage, looking up over the walls back towards the caravan, letting out a challenging roar.

Allyn started screaming. Strawberry moved to shut the door.

Elygyn, Rabby and Hawkyns slammed the box shut and started running away from the wagons and carts. But the damage was done. Both wyvrens beat their wings to gain air, nearly blowing Allyn and Strawberry over. Damn and Gaelwyn had been riding up towards the post, but now reversed direction to intercept the monsters before they ran their friends down. Most of the merchants at the caravan ran for cover, except for Warblynn Broadleaf, one of the Elf merchants. He stepped out from behind his wagon, a spell on his lips as he gestured.

The first Wyren caught up to the fleeing trio with the egg box rapidly. Damon leapt to his feet on the back of his horse and promptly slipped, landing hard on his nether regions, his action halted. Gaelwyn sent an arrow flying but missed the target. The Wyvren, undeterred, struck out, catching Hawkyns in the shoulder, injuring him through his armor and sending him tumbling.

With a small tap to the face, Strawberry got Allyn to snap out of it and run back towards their party.

The elf merchant Warblynn cut loose with his spell finally and all were briefly blinded by a irregular stick of lightning, pulsing and flashing a foot from his hands, striking the larger wyren dead center and exploding its ribcage. It crashed to the ground, roaring in pain. Damon tried again to attack the other wyvren, this time maintaining his balance and striking up at the airborne creature. He tumbled from his horse but was unharmed. So was the wyvren. Hawkyns took down the other Wyvren with a continual light spell cast at its eyes. It hit the ground like a wounded bat, squeeling and thrashing about until the groups closed in and put both monsters out of their misery. At this point Strawberry and Allyn reached the group, Strawberry calling for silence…

Someone not too far away back the way they came was screaming and cussing wildly. Collecting themselves, some ran, some mlunted up, but everyone went towards the yelling. Caramel looked around, taking inventory of everyone, making mental note of who was missing and who was present.

They came across Stafford Hungryforge laying in the grass, axe in hand. A little ways on from him was Buprofyrn Brasshammer, holding a bloody Sissy Ironbreast and hollering after someone they couldn’t see. Hawkyns immediately set to work on the two wounded dwarves while Buprofyrn was questioned. He said Fabrizio grabbed Shawynn and fled, injuring Sissy and Stafford in the process. Cormorant Silvermink blanched taking Rabbye as a rider as he, Damon and Gaelwynn spurned their horses onward to pursue.

They rode past an ambush point, 6 men in very similar attire to the man that attacked camp nights before leap from camouflaged holes in the ground, blowguns at the ready. Elygyn was struck, but he resisted the poison on the tip of the dart. Gaelwynn, in a string of horrible luck not only broke her bowstring, but fell into one of the open holes on top of a body Elygyn had felled a second before. Fabrizio rode out from the high grasses with Shawynn held before him at knife point on his horse. He seemed alarmed to see his ambush and escape were falling apart. Strawberry putting one of his compatriot in a choke hold and tearing him from his hole helped reinforce that.

There was a back and forth with the group and Fabrizio revealed he was indeed a Tiger Clan spy, living among the weak filth, looking for a way to avenge the troubles unleashed on his people. No one knew what trouble was unleashed, but he intimated that there were new tribes of goblins never seen before, roaming and pillaging his people’s lands. He revealed himself further to be a member of the Chameleon tribe, just like the savage that attacked their camp. They started to negotiate for the life of his man in exchange for Shawynn. Fabrizio implied she was dead, dropping her from his horse and charging them agrressively. He didn’t make it…

In the aftermath, Sympkins and Gaelwyn were able to bring everyone back up to a healthy state and the party searched the remains of the trading post, now a bone and crap filled wyvren nest with a very distraught halfing, Caramel Bunyan. He encouraged them to keep the magic daggers they found as they used to belong to his friends. he vowed to get his best people on rebuilding the post and beseeched the group to follow him further and see what else they could learn in the area.


DM’s Bibliography: This adventure was entirely made up by the DM.


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.


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.

...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.

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


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”.

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!

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.

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.


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