Category: Chapter 2: The Journey to Brightwater

Wednesday, January 26th, 402 (2:50 p.m.) [5]: “I’m happy to help however and wherever I can, too,” Caleb chimes in [after Reldmun has finished speaking], and both Ashcollar and Melisana beam at the exuberance expressed at the table.  The rest of the room is fairly reticent to speak here, and it seems the party will […]

Wednesday, January 26th, 402 (12:10 p.m.) [5]: Melisana’s smile widens a little when she sees the disdain from her traveling companions, even going so far as to hike up her skirt a little as though to provoke the towering men.  “It’s okay, he’s kidding.  My family knows them, does business with his clan.  He has […]

Wednesday, January 26th, 402 (11:32 a.m.) [5]: Taking a closer look at the ground directly below once the clouds clear somewhat, the party is able to make out some details that had been elusive previously.  The terrain appears to be a mix of swampland and light forest, with several pockets of grassy and wooded hills […]

It’s clear we’re still in a ‘too busy to handle the campaign right now’ stage, so I’ll move things ever so slightly along so as not to overwhelm anyone with things to respond to when they do eventually get a chance to start writing again. Also, I learned something new last night (apologies to those […]

Tuesday, January 25th, 402 (5:02 p.m.) [4]:      The dog settles in quickly lying down on the blanket Quinn has been using as a cushion and chewing something unidentifiable he’s likely scrounged from the wagon floor once Quinn’s gift of food is gone.  While Quinn and Reldmun have their conversation, day turns to dusk and about […]

Tuesday, January 25th, 402 (1:31 p.m.) [4]: “I’m very sorry about that,” Frederic confides to the party as the brigands fade out of sight.  “They’re normally better behaved than that.  I don’t know what set them off.” 4:55 p.m.: As the afternoon wears on the scenery around the caravan gradually changes from foothills to rugged […]

Saturday, January 22nd, 402 (8:21 a.m.) [1 – New Moon]: Nana nods excitedly, tearful and jubilant she’s found what she believes to be her son again.  “You never could stay in one place for long,” she scolds, grabbing his right cheek with her hand and almost losing the coins he gave her in the process.  […]

Tuesday, January 25th, 402 (1:17 p.m.) [4]: “Well, these peaks definitely stand out in this area,” Melisana explains [to Reldmun’s question of whether they’ll be seeing similar sights on their trip].  “It’s a very small range, just a few mountains, so they really rise spectacularly from the countryside around them.  We’ll see a third mountain […]

Tuesday, January 25th, 402 (1:15 p.m.) [4]: “I couldn’t agree more,” Melisana replies [to Reldmun’s recommendation that the party pay the toll].  “I knew there would be a risk of bandits along the road, I’ve encountered them enough times myself, but I hadn’t realized they’d entrenched themselves in this area to such an extent.” After […]

Ah, good point about the barrels of food!  I mentioned there were 3-4 weeks of food for the seven people aboard ship if consumed sparingly, so perhaps 2-2.5 weeks worth if consumed at a ‘regular’ rate.  This gives, say, (2.5 weeks)x(7 days/week)x(7 people) = 122.5 days of rations.  Subtract around 4.5 days’ worth the first […]