It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Our monthly D&D game was advanced owing to scheduling conflicts at month's end and it turned out to be the final night for two more of our companions. With Ken's departure in December, we also ran out of Joshes. Both original Josh and J-Roc were counted out though OJ did attend to see his character go out in a blaze of glory.
The heroes have actually adventured twice since the last report. In the interim the group had found itself transported into a bleak and desolate future. The lands were barren and rife with all manner of gigantic, fell vermin. The place was also crawling with barbarous inhabitants, disguised as human beings. The men were clad in the finest mithral gear, certainly such a wealth of it that our party was near blinded by the stuff. We encountered a young, arrogant guardsman who, while we had hoped would serve as our guide in this strange place, would instead prove a foil to all our efforts.
After narrowly escaping the confines of the wretched human city, a city we later learned as poisoned by perfect Order, we made our ways to the haunted mines, there to seek the precious Gem of Night which would help us defeat the dark lord Baleron. Our monk Yama made off after an encountered with enormous ants and our guide/prisoner would later prove as treacherous as the landscape.
We had barely bested a huge spider when we encountered what remained of this region's elves. It had appeared that we have traveled through time once again, into a future where baleron had isolated Order from Chaos. It was this dissection that created the extremes of terrain and climate that so troubled those of us with a bent for nature. From these subterranean elves we learned that Baleron's efforts had spawned not one but FOUR Tarrasques. The dread creatures were wending their way back to the wicked mage seeking to do battle with him. sadly, though these titanic forces might well destroy one another, their battle would also very likely kill everyone and everything else as well.
sadly the elves who had managed to draw one of Baleron's Order stones back into the caverns also brought with them a troop of the perverse humans. They quickly freed their kinsmen and set in motion a dire chase through the darkness. At last, just as the remainder of the party stepped into portals to flee the attack, Amra the barbarian spotted the human traitor. Flying into one of his trademark rages, he smote the vicious creature only to be felled by the arrows of the man's kinsmen.
Our numbers much reduced, those of us remaining have pledged to carry on and seek the gem and bring an end to Baleron's tyranny before his machinations spell the ruin of us all....
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ReplyDeleteJRoc's character was exploring the wilderness when he came upon a strange group of creatures that were at least partly human. Assuming them mutated he approached, only to find them garbed in archaic armor made of animal skins and what he could only guess was steel.
He helped save these backward folk from a swarm of giant ants and led them to safety in his home, only to have them refuse to enter and claim the land was tainted. As his leader came up he ordered them held captive while he contacted the mighty lord Baelron about the strangers.
The barbarians obviously knew nothing about how to live in civilization, eating raw food because they could not even work the cooking stones. Even this food made them violently ill.
Later as he stood guard their dwarven companion knocked him unconscious and captured him forcing him to lead them to the mines.
He tried to lead them astray to save all their lives but they forced him into it. After being pinned down and battling the ants, he was tied and led into the dungeon. When a giant spider approached he attempted to slip away to report to his leader when he was struck by a cowardly blow to the head.
When he awoke the spider was dead and he found himself trapped in the caves. He knew of an alternate exit up ahead and so helped the primitives cross the cavern only to be attacked by horrid chaos creatures who again bound and later tortured him while treating the weaklings as heroes.
He had assumed himself doomed until the fools came in with a stolen stone - the villages Order Stone! Without this all his friends and family would die. Fortunately the fools had tied him with human chains, which he could command with the dweomers, freeing himself and them he called on the stone's power to summon troops to help recover the stone and kill the evil ones.
After a chase through the dark and haunted caverns they pinned them in a room with a glowing green stone, and the elder of the ugly elf beings was about to reveal how to kill his lord Baelron! With a perfect shot he killed the man, preventing him from revealing his fell secrets.
Unfortunately the attack threw the savages into a rage and the giant in the group ran forward and struck his head off. His last view was of the traitors escaping.. but he died happy, knowing he had saved the people of his land...
He died happy? I must not have killed him quick enough.
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