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  • session062

    21 Almsberth 459 _"Father, wash my feet... Of the sins of idleness and complacency... For never shall I seek my rest... But in the halls of thy eternal destination..."_ _The words which had launched the true journey of his life, both as a man of the …

  • session001

    1 Deepwinter 459 (New Year's Day) Midnight _"Trehann Finner, owner of the Poison Apple Pub, has been taken into temporary custody under the protection of the city guard, until such time that he can be questioned by representatives of the Ragesian …

  • session002

    1 Deepwinter 459 (New Year's Day) _The bombing had stopped. It was by no means quiet out, with alarm bells ringing throughout the city and the evergrowing mass of confused and frightened people gathering in the streets, but to Arlyn's well-trained ear, …

  • session003

    1 Deepwinter 459 (New Year's Day) _An eerie silence hung in the crisp morning air, the chaos so readily hidden by the gloom of night having fled ere the sun's gentle rise above the eastern peaks. From one of the many tiny alcoves that surrounded the …

  • session049

    2 Almsberth 459 _Jasmine stood amidst the ruins of a familiar city. It was Seaquen, but not as she knew it. Here, the heavens were obscured by smoke and ash. The decaying structures which lined the streets were bathed in eldritch flame. The heat was …

  • session050

    2 Almsberth 459 _Arlyn glanced upwards, hoping to catch a break in the perpetual mist that clung to this side of the pass. The trees had appeared in the last hour or so, just as the frost-coated rocks of the mountainside had given way to frozen earth. …

  • session051

    2 Almsberth 459 _A trumpeting sound broke the silence as the enemy monks took to the trees. Jasmine spun and tossed her gaze up into the sky. The impenetrable fog above churned restlessly, swirling to make room for some sort of massive creature. As it' …

  • session052

    _Basil Corbett had spent the majority of his life in the mountains. He was accustomed to the snow and ice, the morning chill and the glare of the sun. As he leaned against the frost-rimed canyon wall at the edge of the Valley of Storms, however, …

  • session053

    3 Almsberth 459 _Jasmine heard the woman's voice just a heartbeat before the attack. Every nerve in her body suddenly screamed in pain as a crackling bolt of energy, not unlike lightning from a stormy sky, moved through the group gathered near the door …

  • session054

    4 Almsberth 459 _Eresh._ _Joshua gazed down upon the quiet village with a sense of purpose. In many ways, as unimportant as this tiny mountain community was in the grand scheme of things, Eresh's plight represented much of what Joshua fought for. …

  • session055

    4 Almsberth 459 _Azgaar was miserable. He'd expected the cold mountain terrain to remind him of home, but there was little comfort there. His home in the Ragesian northlands was not a happy memory. He'd been intending to return for the past few years …

  • session056

    4 Almsberth 459 _Jasmine wasn't sure what she expected when she walked back into their make-shift headquarters in the library, but the bookshelves tossed carelessly to the side of the room, charred paper fluttering through the air, the blast mark on …

  • session057

    8 Almsberth 459 _With an explosive fit of coughing, Kiernan stumbled forward as he reached his destination. His broad hat tumbled to the frosted cobbles at his feet, its edges heavily singed. The young priest frowned, giving the rest of his raiment a …

  • session058

    12 Almsberth 459 _The halls of the monastery were broad and quiet, the echoes of armored footsteps seeming intrusive against the vaulted ceilings. Black- and white-robed figures walked the corridors, engaged in hushed conversation or personal …

  • session059

    19 Almsberth 459 _Basil's breathing was loud in his own ears as the shadows closed in around him._ _The battle raged in every direction. Jasmine and Elessar had led the charge, the swordswoman madly launching herself from the saddle to bear her …

  • session060

    19 Almsberth 459 _Jasmine strode through the village streets, taking in every detail around her and storing it for later consideration. Despite the group's recent victory, she could not shake the cloud which hung so heavily above her. She found herself …

  • session061

    21 Almsberth 459 _Arlyn ran his fingers across the barren earth. The ever-present layer of ash and soot was thicker here, but less substantial, reminding him of the rare dry snow which would blow through the mountains back home. He grimaced. He didn't …

  • session063

    21 Almsberth 459 _Charmalina wrinkled her nose. Even the armory, secluded as it was above the barracks, smelled of charcoal and ash. She suspected that she might never be free of the stink of this place._ _She stretched a little, standing on her …

  • session064

    21 Almsberth 459 _Oller Pennyteller blinked as he lurked in the entrance to the armory, taking in the crowded room and its wealth of weaponry. He had been noticed, by the halfling archer and the lady Jasmine, both of whom were staring openly. Oller …

  • session065

    21 Almsberth 459 _"Bah!" Kazyk thrust the cauldron from the table, his beard tendrils twitching with annoyance. "Useless!"_ _His companion snorted and shrugged, sniffing at the pot as he picked it up. Much to Kazyk's disgust, the other devil then …

  • session066

    21 Almsberth 459 _"Give me strength to fell my enemies... bathe my soul in fire and pain... Cleanse from my eyes the light of day, that all may know the glory and the passion of thy dark caress..."_ _Griiat muttered the invocation without thought, …

  • session067

    21 Almsberth 459 _Elessar froze. It wasn't any particular sound that gave it away... at least, nothing that the paladin could make out. The group had paused at an intersection deep in the castle's lower halls. Kiernan was muttering a quick prayer …

  • session068

    22 Almsberth 459 _... Schick..._ _Charmalina froze, the points of her ears quivering. There was a chill to the air, and she kept expecting to see her breath. She no longer heard Kiernan moving about, and could easily picture him lapsing into a …

  • session069

    _22 Almsberth 459_ _The sounds of merriment became steadily louder as Derek made his way further into the castle's blockaded bandquet hall. The diminutive mage suppressed the urge to cough as he trudged through the fine layer of dust that coated the …