No problem Shane, it’s my fault about the armour, as this was part of a discussion Ryan and I had outside of campaign emails. I jut forgot to mention it to the group – sorry about that! Friday, February 4th, 402 (11:00 a.m.) [14]: Ydoran shimmies out as far as he safely can to the […]
Category: Chapter 2: The Journey to Brightwater
To the forecastle
Friday, February 4th, 402 (10:49 a.m.) [14]: [There are no signs of violence on Hooch’s body and there is no sign of what may have killed him, no bite or scratch marks, no bruising and no broken bones. The barrels are full of salt (in one) and fresh water (in the other).] After a moment, […]
The Investigation
I’ll keep the recap extra-short, Drew: The party has boarded a ship to get to Reldmun’s home city of Brightwater. Not long into the voyage the room they were sleeping in was breached by a mysterious shadowy ‘figure’ (Caleb described it as a shadowy ball) that, on one of its visits, seemed to drain Ydoran […]
A lazy day
Friday, February 4th, 402 (6:05 a.m.) [14]: [Reldmun casts his spell, as indicated, but it does not seem to have any effect on Ydoran’s condition, other than clearing up a few nicks and bruises he’s accumulated from the close quarters during the trip so far] “So you work in magic, too,” Caleb smiles (once he’s […]
Morning
Friday, February 4th, 402 (4:02 a.m.) [14]: [With Reldmun holding back and no input from anyone else on how they equip themselves, I’ll have to assume no one else is accompanying Caleb here.] Caleb slips out the door while the others hold back and wait for him. He returns about fifteen minutes later and closes the […]
Down the hatch?
Friday, February 4th, 402 (4:01 a.m.) [14]: [Ydoran finds that he has not improved much at all since the last time he was awake. He still has trouble even sitting up, and struggles to get out of bed] “I can try,” Caleb answers, speeding towards the door while the others [presumably] rise and follow him. […]
Some follow-up…
Friday, February 4th, 402 (1:20 a.m.) [14]: Caleb begins his story with an apology: “I’m sorry I haven’t mentioned any of this before*, and I’ll try to keep it short because of the hour. From my earliest memories I lived with a human family, the Szimbels, in the small town of Blackwood Crease, you probably haven’t heard […]
A little background
Friday, February 4th, 402 (1:20 a.m.) [14]: [On the matter of snuffing out candles to inspect Ydoran, Caleb’s eyes wouldn’t be able to readjust for 10 or 20 minutes, by which time a typical cold spot would likely be gone from a warm body. Of course, if there’s some magical effect keeping an area cold, […]
Doubt of a Shadow
No problem Kane, I feel for you! Now that the passage to Brightwater is paid for (thanks, Ryan – please make sure to deduct the total from your character sheet!) I don’t think it’ll be too hard to keep Quinn in the background until you’re able to write again. Friday, February 4th, 402 (1:16 a.m.) [14]: […]
A Spot in the Dark
Friday, February 4th, 402 (1:16 a.m.) [14]: Caleb calls back drowsily, “Probably past midnight–” Then, after a pause in which the diminutive man properly processes what Ydoran is asking him, he follows with, “I’m doing fine – did you say you can’t move?” A second later Ydoran hears [but does not see, it being pitch […]