The Whisker Squadron: Backstory

For half-orcs living among men, life was nasty and brutish. It promised to be short.

From their earliest memory they lived near the city, surrounded by people who didn't look like them, nor act like them. They were raised from infancy by the Lords on "The Farm." Manual labor was their lot from Moonsday through Firesday. On Satyrsday they were allowed to play "The Game." On Sunsday they were allowed to rest.

Each Satyrsday, for as long as they could remember, "The Game" began in the morning at the playhouse -- an old barn on the farm. They would play a game called guesswords with a full human -- someone called Whitebeard. He knew more words than the Lords who seemed to mostly understand profanity. By playing this game, Whitebeard taught them to speak the language of the forest and another that he said it was their birthright to learn. 

After Whitebeard was done with his lessons, the lords taught them to play with daggers and shortswords and slings. Then, after noon, they brought in still others to teach other games -- how to pick pockets, open locks, find/remove traps, move silently, hide in shadows, detect noise, and climb walls. There were many teachers -- some who only came once and some who came frequently.

One such frequent teacher was named Riven One-hand. Despite missing his left hand and ear, he was an expert at climbing and tying knots. Riven was an excellent climber, but it was also clear that he was bitter toward the Lords. He was kind and gracious whenever they were around, but when they left him alone with the half orcs, his charges learned other things. 

He told them romantic stories of his life as a bowman -- a professional climber. His tales were full of adventures taken, loot stolen, and women conquered. He claimed to have climbed the massive stone horses built into its walls. He also said he climbed each of the ancient Twelve Towers inside -- the sight of which the half-orcs had never known.

Riven called the half-orcs his "whiskers." He spoke often of the fact that they were asleep and needed to be wakened. He made promises that if they ever left The Farm that there would be a shiny slice of life waiting for them. In so doing, Riven taught them a third language, one that neither Whitebeard nor the Lords spoke. They learned it well and used it to communicate with each other when they did not want to be overheard.

It was a ten year stay on the Farm, working hard in the fields and playing hard in the old barn. When the training was done, there were only eight left. One by one others were taken away, to do other things or to live other lives. One Firesday the Lords told them that they had graduated, would be given Satyrsday as leave and would depart by ship on the Sunsday for destinations and missions unknown.

The Miners Scourge

While learning what they could of Daymarch

The Miner's Lament

Daymarch was a small bywater community until silver was discovered by a farmer digging a new well. His farm was closed and excavated. Where crops once grew, a mine opened. Suddenly, almost overnight, Daymarch received a charter from the Steward of Bolden to become a city. 

Lord Casul, a baronet from distant lands, quickly rose to prominence with his suggestion that a company of gnomes be contracted to work the mines, and one of dwarves be contracted to build the wall. Within a year, the city was built and silver was flowing from it as quickly as the Harn river traveled past it. 

Almost as soon as it was complete, the oldest resident of Daymarch appeared in the skies above. For decades the dragon had demanded tribute of the town. Now that it had become a city of wealth, its demands increased ten fold.

Daymarch and it's Dragon

Having defeated the Knights of Daleria, and done a great service for the Church, Patriarch Ulric agreed to give Baron Choon Yi a letter of introduction to the High Court.

This was unusual for one of such a lowly rank; Choon Yi was a minor noble, while His Grace Halinard, the High King of Westrun, usually only treated with Dukes and Kings, like Choon Yi's leige the King of Rath. A letter of introduction does little in such a case, but it grants face time and the opportunity for official acknowledgement which can never hurt. The other petty nobles of Rath are sure to be envious. The King of Rath might be nervous to have one of his bannerman directly in contact with his own leige.

The court of a king is often a boring affair, the court of the High King all the more so, but the day of his introduction at the high court was anything but. The newly walled city of Daymarch was missing its dragon.

The people of that fair place didn't petition their king to drive off the beast, so much as to find out where he'd been. They had been paying the monthly tribute for 60 years and it wasn't like him to not collect. For the last 3 months, the goods they piled outside of the city had sat abandoned on the plains. Pilferers took the coin. Wolves got the sheep. The kegs of wine ended up in many a farmer's cellar. The Lord Mayor's small council was concerned. It seemed wasteful to keep leaving a tax that went uncollected. Yet, to risk a dragon's ire by not paying... that was madness. So, a delegation was sent to the King of Bolden and was refused. They turned then to the High King in the hopes that he would intervene.

Fortunately, Lord Choon and his assorted knights and free riders were on hand when the High King received his news from abroad. The aging monarch looked up and around his court.

"Who will go for me to Daymarch?" he asked.

The courtiers and ladies looked at the floor. House knights and hereditary lords stared quiety. Lord Choon was not like them. He knew it and they knew it. He had earned his title the hard way -- with a sword in one hand and a torch in the other. He had battled foes, killed monsters, and survived traps that would have ended any of these stuffed shirts around him. He bore the scars upon his body.

He stepped forward, "Good King!"

"Yes, worthy lord."

"I will go for you to Daymarch."

The High King smiled and nodded. The other great men assembled breathed a sigh of relief. But the great monarch of all Westrun was not finished with the pageantry of the moment.

He intoned his warning solemnly, "You speak quickly -- there will be dangers."

Choon stood impassive.

The High King continued, "It may mean the end of you, who only so recently became a lord and a member of my court."

Choon felt the eyes upon him and said nothing.

"Will you accept still now, knowing all the dangers?" the High King asked.

Choon repeated evenly, "I will go for you to Daymarch."

The king nodded. "Where is my chamberlain? Where is Garwen?"

A man pushed his way from the wall of the throne room. The way slowly parted for him. He was brown-haired and pale. He wore velvet brocade trimmed in gold.

"I am here, your grace!" said Garwen.

"What can you advise Lord Choon and his retinue, regarding this dragon?" the High King inquired.

"This is a fools undertaking, your Grace, there have been no dragons sighted in Westrun for a century or more. Moreover, these people of Daymarch are simple folk and have likely mistaken some other lizard for an actual dragon. Finally, under the Fourth Law of the Codex ought to be referred to their King, your cousin, who sits on the throne of Bolden. He granted the charter to Daymarch to become a city, he is responsible for their protection."

"Am I not the High King?"

"You are, your Grace. In the matters of dispute between the lesser kings. And, of the Highway and the Northern and Southern walls; and of course over the Free Provinces."

"Does not the Second Law of the Codex also apply?"

"I fail to see how, your Grace," The chamberlain shook his head.

"What did Wald the Lawgiver say?" The High King was a scholar in his own right.

Garwen closed his eyes and quoted from memory, "We acknowledge that the masses have no champion greater than the Prince of Peakshadow, and their mistreatment shall be as an affront to his throne."

The High King inquired. "Am I still the Prince of Peakshadow?"

"You are, your Grace."

The High King smiled. "Well, I am affronted by this mistreatment of my masses."

Garwen seemed exasperated, "Your Grace, you are affronted that a so-called dragon does not collect his extortion?"

The entire court was enrapt by this discussion, looking from the High King to his chamberlain to the baron who had volunteered and was still standing.

The High King was smiling as he stood with flourish and declared, "Give Lord Choon Yi a letter of introduction to the Lord Mayor of Daymarch. Tell all who inquire that he is to find the dragon, treat with it and determine what will restore the proper order of things in that corner of Bolden. Let it be known that for the masses of people who look to the Prince of Peakshadow to make things right, they will not be disappointed."

The chamberlain bowed low, "As you wish, your Grace."

The Knights of Daleria Part 8: Exemplar of Evil

The last of the Knights of Daleria was none other than his lordship Haldemar Grymbalde, Baron of Jasmia in Menea, and Patriarch of the House of Grymbalde. By letter to Baron Snow, he described himself as Lord Exemplar of the Knights of Daleria, Guardian of the Ebon Citadel and bearer of the Frostworn Blade.

A Grandfather's Plea part 2: A Wicked Son

Briddleton is home to the House of Bridlern. Upon investigation the adventurers (now reunited) discover that the son and scion of that noble house has terrorized the people of the town for years. Especially terrorized, young women know not to travel alone when the young baronet is about. A girl matching Alyssa Draken's description has not specifically been seen.

Seeking audience with the baron, the party learns that the nobleman has many detractors at court on account of his son. Outwardly, at least, Lord Bridlern is anxious to see justice done. He calls for his son who is said to be out riding the countryside, or perhaps hunting. 

A trial is held in absentia as the party solicits testimony from aggrieved free people and peasants alike. 

A Letter of Greeting to the New Lord of Sewendia

A Letter of Greeting to Choon Yi, sometimes called Snow, Baron of Sewendia in Rath;

from his lordship Haldemar Grymbalde, Baron of Jasmia in Menea, Lord Exemplar of the Knights of Daleria, Guardian of the Ebon Citadel and bearer of the Frostworn Blade.

My lord, I have the honor of writing you on the occasion of your investiture to the Baron of Sewendia. I fear that your recent honors will come to naught and that the good folk of that province will soon be looking for a new baron to lead them in the eyes of God and man.

Make haste to meet me and bring your pitiful band of assassins with you. Justice awaits those who spill the blood of noblemen with impunity, and I mean to have justice. You will not find me so easy to take as my peers. Leopold was a heavy blow, I admit -- he was as a son to me and like you, newly minted. As for the others, they will be replaced when your heads are on a pike.

May you find mercy in the hereafter, for you will find none here.

A Grandfather's Plea part 1

After the defeat of the undead gnome, Snow sought audience with King Larcus of Rath while the rest of the party went to the king's magister (who is none other than the Primus of the College of Melf) to seek the restoration of their companion. That companion, and others, had been made a goldfish by the magic pool. 

Magister Antonius had the party assemble and wait for him well outside of the city as there were several goldfish to see restored. While they were waiting for the wizard's arrival, a well-dressed man wearing the sigil of a noble house approached the party and asked them to rescue his daughter from the clutches of the Bridlerns. He advised that he had no coin to pay them, but promised a favor and the favor of a nobleman is good to have. 

So, as Antonius worked his magic, Fenris and Aaron made all due haste for the Barony of Bridlern, accompanied by the aged nobleman. The trip was three days of rushed travel and culminated at the Horned Keep of Bridlern. Along the way, Fenris and Aaron learned that their employer was none other than Van Draken, a nobleman who had been a tournament knight of some renown well into his elder years. The missing maiden was Alyssa Draken and he said she could be identified by her distinctive red hair. 

As they had made haste on their journey, Van said he was too tired to enter the town. He wanted to rest his weary bones on the green outside of Briddleton, which the lord's keep overlooked. Fenris and Aaron reconnoitered the town and sought what information they could on the noble family. 

They discovered that the young heir of Bridlern was the scourge of Briddleton's young women, indeed all the lower bred women of the entire province. Investigation by the adventurers determined that Alyssa had likely been kidnapped and violated.

Meanwhile, Antonius the Wizard had restored several of the goldfish to their true selves, including Tathlan, who experienced a mental breakdown from the process. He was restored to the size and shape of his former self, but could not help thinking that he was a goldfish still -- and one out of water.  As he flopped on the ground and blew out his cheeks, his companions restrained him. They were only able to calm his frazzled nerves by pouring water on him and speaking gentle words. The Magister could only nod thoughtfully and admit, "Sometimes that happens." He warned them, that for the rest of his life, Tathlan was in danger of having such attacks. In times of great stress, or after having suffered wounds, he would be prone to such fits. The only hope to calm him would be the presence of water and the assurance of his friends.

Having restored their companion, the party then went out after Fenris and Aaron and after riding through two days and a night caught up to them in the town of Briddleton.


The Sleeping Evil Defeated

 Inside the Bawdy Rose was a apparently-mute man by himself. The bartender and the scantily clad songstress were hiding; all other customers had fled the scene. While the party was looking for a gnome, they were well-acquainted with magic that changed appearance and did not feel fooled by the tall human with bushy hair.

Suddenly, an attack!

The Sleeping Evil Confronted (from another angle)

Leaving the court of King Larcus, the three adventurers (Snow, Knu and Titanus) came across some of the city watchmen carrying a spasming body. The unfortunate appeared to be wracked with laughter, and just as he was brought abreast of them, expired. 

The watchmen dropped the body unceremoniously and advised that this was the twelfth person they had known to die this way. They say that they were ordered to bring the next person they could find suffering to the magister for examination. Just then, they were joined by Magister Antonius.

Antonius bent over the body with a strange glass disc in his hand. When he had made a full examination of the deceased he bid the body be turned over and examined it again. Next, he checked every orifice.

"This is no disease," Antonius declared. "I believe it to be more akin to a curse. Something thoroughly evil has unleashed it upon the innocents of Rath."

When the party inquired where something like that might be hiding, Antonius speculated that it might be born of the Labyrinth of Abu Adon. The watchmen said that the deceased man was carried from Preston Street. He was a retired adventurer who had earned his knighthood on the field of battle and lost it gambling in the slums of Rath. A degenerate to be sure, but he was a stout man and survivor of many battles. Laughter should not have brought him low.

The party proceeded to Preston Street and found themselves outside of the Bawdy Rose where a commotion was heard inside.

The Investiture of Snow


The court of King Larcus Gregoras of Rath boasts several nobles: dukes, counts and barons alike. In addition, there are baronets without number, dozens of gentlemen and gentlewoman, to say nothing of the house knights, men-at-arms and free lances that are in great supply. The King also has his cabinet arrayed on his right, along with his ministers and the men who serve his lands and estate. On the left side wall are entertainments waiting to be called: a poet, several minstrels, his jesters, and the King's own bard. Arrayed before him are the courtiers, diplomats, claimants and hangers-on who all wish to be see or heard. Also in attendance are Patriach Newson of the Church of Westrun in Rath and Magister Antonius of the College of Melf.

On the docket today are matters which are dispensed with swiftly.

The Sleeping Evil Confronted

By applying the combined curative faculties of the Paladin, the Cleric and the Monk; the party managed to save Sir Apollo from certain death. Resigned to leaving their friend Tathlan in the pool for the time being, they retired to Rath to plan their next move. After ascending the crypt stairs, the party clambered from the grave and made their way toward the Inn of the Hammer and Nail. But as they neared their destination, the party heard laughter that sent a chill up their spines.

The Sleeping Evil Awakened

 


After forty minutes of excavation at the bottom of the grave, the party unearthed a narrow passage that lead laterally from it. A faint emanation of magic was detected by the wizard, so the party pushed into the subterranean darkness aided by dweomer of light.

An Ambuscade in Rath

Rath is the capital city of the Kingdom of the same name. The party arrived there to resolve the claim of Hakon of Sewendia who wanted to be recognized as the regent of that province. With that in mind, the party split to find lodging and to press toward the city's center, hoping for an audience at court of King Larcus.

Sewendia and the Cave of Peril

The town of Sewenton lays along the Grendy River and just south of the Green Wood. There are nearly 500 people who live in shadow of Kingfall Manor, including Bradley the elder, Stroh the Brewer, Will the Tanner, Gallegos the Butcher, Shepherd Grover the town Priest and Lenara the Witch.

The Knights of Daleria Part 7: The Crypt of the Demon Lord

 


The Knights of Daleria Part 6: The Black Hasard

The Hasards are a noble line that goes back twenty generations or more, to the very founding of the Eight Kingdoms. A petty noble, second-cousin to the head of the house, Billings Hasard is known as the Black Hasard. It is his dismal sigil which the party discovers in the recovered papers of the late Baron Leopold.

The Knights of Daleria Part 5: The Temple on the Edge of All Morrows

With Lord Notfelde's goblin host defeated, only a skeleton crew remained behind to defend his manor. The party approached his enclave from three directions. After infiltrating and putting to flight the 25 humans guarding Notfelde's Manor (and making allies of one of them), the party entered into the basement complex beneath his keep. There, the party found a strange room with a pedestal in its center. Atop of the pedestal was a shimmering blue light. The Hedge Wizard Talanth tells the party that he thinks it is a dimensional portal. The first three, and eventually the rest of the party step through the portal and find themselves on the other side.

The Knights of Daleria Part 4: Swan's Nest of Notfelde

 After seeing to the revivification of Apollo and the repatriation of his sword, armor and shield from the lying Baron Notfelde; the party's early morning was interrupted by the arrival of two people. One was a priest, Fr. Kapon, newly sent from the Prefect of Rath to be the Shepherd of the Church of Beredall; and the other was Deathstroke, a half-orc knight of some reknown. 

Briefly: In Beredia and Beredall a House-breaker Haunts

 from his lordship's faithful factor,

Creaf Bloodshone

to all the citizens and serfs of Beredia

including the merchants, tradesmen and yeomen of Beredall.

Be it known by you that a house-breaker haunts the good homes of honest men and steals away by night the greatest of their most precious and prized possessions.

Be it also known, that his lordship, 

Baron Nils Notfelde of the House Notfelde-in-Rath 

will handsomely reward those who capture said house-breaker and bring him to taste the baron's justice.

Be it likewise known that any who aid in this endeavor will gain the friendship of the baron in perpetuity and that whosoever opposes will earn lasting enmity.

Along with the enormity of his good graces, his lordship will likewise reward all who deserve it, with the kingly sum of, 

2000 gold crowns, in cash or writs.

The Knights of Daleria Part 3: The Duel

After many days of felling trees and building a place for the contest, the day of the duel is upon them all. Fenris and a new acquiantance, Erik the Ranger, accompany the paladin, Sir Apollo to the tournament field of Baron Notfelde. The rest of the party remains behind at the Church of Beredall.

The Knights of Daleria Part 2: Lord Notfelde

The Patriarch of the Church of Westrun is rescued from the clutches of the evil Lord Leopold. And he informs the party that he has completed his penitential walkabout of the Eight Kingdoms. He has concluded that a dark evil stalks the land and has infected even the houses of the holy.

The Knights of Daleria Part 1: The Lordly Sir Leopold

 The Patriarch has not returned. Father Patrick and the Cardinal Prefects are concerned. His last destination was to go beguile Lord Leopold, a Paladin of reknown from retirement, but the Patriarch did not return. Now the Cardinal Prefects would like the party to find out what became of him.

The Talisman of Pure Good: Part 4 - The goddess unmasked

The Talisman of Pure Good: Part 3 - More Undead

The Talisman of Pure Good: Part 2

 NPCs are hired to augment the party. A charter is drawn.

The Talisman of Pure Good: Part 1

While crossing from the Greywood through Balduren and back into Treft, the party comes across a speechless priest. It seems a prophecy was foretold that a party of that composition would be seen on the road, and when it was, it was to be conducted to the Prefect at Laketon.

Behind Blue Eyes part 16: The Greywood

 Leading an entire party into the modern redoubt of Falerian is costly for Talanth. His master ejects him from the school and bars him from every returning. Falerian also warns the party that a great evil is among them and spying on their every move. After a brief rest, the party leaves the Greywood and Talanth must dwell on the fact that he is a Hedge Wizard now... a lawless spellcaster... a witch and subject to prosecution should he be caught.

Behind Blue Eyes part 15: Ascending the Mountain

Once ashore in what would one day be called the Provinces, the party encountered giants who were scared off by Aya the wizard flinging fireballs. One of the Northrun sailors, is so impressed by her that he pledges his life to protect her.

Behind Blue Eyes part 14: Corl the Squire

Less than a day from the seaside village, the party found itself followed by a teen named Corl. He sought to join himself to the party. He had spied their handiwork and as he himself was banished from the village and forced to live off its refuse, he sought to squire for one of them and learn his way in the world as a knight.

Behind Blue Eyes part 13: The Sea Elves and their Shark God

As the party journeyed northward along the Dagger Sea, they came upon a seaside village built on stilts, just out of the water line. The people had an elvish aspect, but with silver-green skin and hair that reminded the party of seaweed.

Behind Blue Eyes part 12: Vecna's Deceit

On the beach, now some two days South of the redoubt of Vecna, the party decides once and for all to dispatch the other worldly creature. This they do after combat brief and not altogether honorable. The creature disappears from this plane in a brilliant explosive flash, sending pieces of the cage as high speed shrapnel, and nearly drowning a party member.

Behind Blue Eyes part 11: Vecna's Secret Weapon

The end of the Battle of the Black Princes reveals Vecna's secret weapon. It is an other-worldly being trapped in a magical cage and pushed along in a giant wheeled cart by 50 Urok adepts.

Behind Blue Eyes part 10: The Boldish

The cleric and players are at crossroads. After a few days in a swamp and narrowly missing encounters with the catoblepas, the party seeks a sign from Onogg's god who leaves them with cryptic answers to the question of whether to assist Peter or the Dwarves.

Behind Blue Eyes part 8: Peter Heimos

"I am Peter," the Blue-Eyed Man, introduces himself. "I have come all this way to make right all that has gone wrong. Shall I tell you a story?"

Behind Blue Eyes part 7: The Rape of Ranay

Both the lord and the men of Halia are very encouraged by the apparent defeat of Greatjaw the Urok. Among Lord Haldon's family, just one nephew seems ill at ease. This is Aranel, son of Araya of the Forest. For undisclosed reasons, he agrees to help the party track the Blue-Eyed Man. The party is two weeks behind, but the nephew of Haldon (rumored to be his bastard son) claims that his mother, a woman of the forest, will be able to help them make up for lost time.

Behind Blue Eyes part 6: The Towers of the Vyrum

Dalfo the halfing tells the party of little known door located behind a waterfall at the rear of the towers. This passage was used to take supplies into the redoubt and while it was heavily guarded, might be unknown to the Urok occupiers.

Behind Blue Eyes part 5: Haldon the Prince

As the party continues to track the blue-eyed man through the ancient past, it comes upon a wooden palisade built at the base of a large hill. Behind it stand the simple huts and mud hall of someone calling himself, a Prince. This is Halia -- a tradepost of sorts and its small borders are protected by a old man who inherited the land from his grandfather. Haldon's family has been in control of this province since its former Vyrum owner, Lord Kirios, was taken away in chains by the Titans.

Behind Blue Eyes part 4: The Wondrous Woman.

After leaving Treft and while traveling north after their quarry the party met a pair of men, seemingly spying on a curious and beautiful woman. She was alone among a herd of deer and dressed in clothing seeming made from plants and festooned with flowers. Despite her uncommon beauty, she was unkempt with bits of leaf and twig in her golden hair. Her voice was soft and melodic, but clear as a ringing bell. She seemed to speak in song and found most things the party had to say as mere silliness or common child's play. About the men spying on her, she found the most amusement, and then with a magical quickness seemed to depart.

Behind Blue Eyes part 3: The Past

Traveling after the blue-eyed man, the party passes into a great mist and finds themselves in the distant past. This is still Erenth, and still Westrun, but the Eight Kingdoms have not yet come to be. This is the world just after the fall of the Vyrum Empire. The human cities that the party has come to know don't exist, yet. Most men live in roaming tribes, or behind palisades of wood, seeking out whatever strong men they may muster to call their leaders.

Behind Blue Eyes part 2: The Prisoner

The blue-eyed man explains to the party that he is a prisoner of that place and has been for centuries. During the time of his imprisonment, he has come to see the error of his ways. Now he only wants out to make things right. He wonders if someone in the party might take his place. By so doing, he can leave and try to fix everything he ever did wrong.

Behind Blue Eyes part 1: The Tower

After saving the daughter of Damaskos, A party of adventurers arrives in the Town of Tourville in the Kingdom of Treft. They are there coincidentally for an annual contest of regional youth.

Leaving the Khard part 2


"Sooner or later we are going to have to fight this thing," whispered Brumbar.

Snow took no such precautions. In normal tones he said, "I calculate that we can be here for sixteen hours before the spell breaks."

"Where is here?" asked Brumbar, still whispering, and looking around.

Leaving the Khard part 1

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I can't decide what I like least," Snow offered, sneaking a glance at the withering noonday sun.

Shepherd Brendan looked at him, interested.

Brumbar only grunted and scowled, but then again, the knight had been grunting and scowling for days.

The drover, Saeed, on the other hand, ignored the lot of them. He was the only Southruner in the group and he seemed unaffected by the heat.

Snow continued his complaint, "I can't decide whether it is the sand in my boots or the glare in my eyes."

Graverobbers of Bylos part 4


"The deed is done, my lord," said Brumbar before the assembled court of the Satrap of Bylos. He stepped forward, "My companion and I have planted the black sand and the candle you gave us. Your back door is about to be permanently closed."

The Satrap leaned back and swirled his steaming black wine in its golden bowl. "So you say."


Graverobbers of Bylos part 3

"You know what I hate?" asked Rojer of anyone who would listen.

Snow and Brumbar ignored his grumbling, but the two men lent to the company by the Emir of Bylos did not. Instead, they jabbered at him in dahlese and covered their lips with a finger.

Snow interpreted. "They say that we should talk less because this is a place for the sleeping dead."

Rojer clapped his hands together and the sound of it echoed in the crypt. "Exactly! I hate that every time I seem to get some coin in my pocket, I end up with you two in some place forsaken by man and gods alike and trafficking among the dead."


Grave Robbers of Bylos part 2

"That is my mother's earring!" Nazeer exclaimed, loudly. "She gave the pair to my sister on her death bed."

"Your sister will bring a war, your grandeur." The voice speaking belonged to the vizier in the small court of the Palace of Bylos. He was an old man, bald and lame --leaning upon a staff too long for him. He bent down and spoke quietly.

The emir pursed his lips and settled into thought.

Grave Robbers of Bylos part 1

After the battle in the Valley of the Three Lions and the unfortunate incidences regarding Ivy's death, the party found itself in Bylos, resting and recuperating. Southrun hospitality is widely known and few will enjoy it like those who are guests of honor of an entire city.

The Origin of Shepherd Joscius

Joscius had seen battle before he entered the Arcade. Beneath the walls of Wanderhalt, as the armies of men sallied forth to break the great goblin siege.

It was in the shield wall that he met Prefect Crispin.

Earns nickname "Old Mule"
Graduates after 3 years in the Arcade.
Tapped to join the Most Learned Brothers of Wr. Planos
Mission to find Shepherd Dalen (tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed male with some Northrun blood)
Joined by Ahlam the Priest and Sir Calem his "brother" (a ward of his noble father).
Journey to Southrun.
Put on the Island of Nasik
Fought the Hag
Carried to mainland by the Hermit


Playing with the Dressing: Part 2 of the Profligate Nephew

Attalah and Shael made inquiries about Watersedge and discovered all that they could about the recalcitrant debtor, Symen Strathurst. Two things he had in common with all who held his debts is that he always seemed to be out of town, and always seemed to be "returning in a week." They also discovered that the petty noble had business interests in furniture and in a few local fisheries. It was the furniture that peaked their interest.

The Profligate Nephew

The House of Agnolo has run the Bank of Aqilia in the Free Provinces for centuries, and seldom has a problem collecting from its debtors. But the Free Provinces are across the Dagger Sea from Westrun, and from time to time the nobles of the Eight Kingdoms do seem to forget that they have debts to pay.

The Pearl of Certain Perils

How aptly named, this Pearl of Certain Perils.

Traveling by means of the pearl's magical portal, the party finds itself out of the proverbial frying pan and into the fire.

 Is this the Khard?

The Daughter Damaskos

In Laketon, Lady Carma and Onogg the Goblin Priest were approached by the Prefect who bid them to deliver a message to the Prefect of Treft so that the troubles in Twin Peaks could be eradicated. Carma and Onogg agreed, leaving the rest of the party behind for a few days.