Chapter 80
Bilwin and Mond are asleep on the floor of the sleeping quarters, their breathing slow and even. Motes of dust drift through the air with a peculiar languidn...
Bilwin and Mond are asleep on the floor of the sleeping quarters, their breathing slow and even. Motes of dust drift through the air with a peculiar languidn...
The tunnel is quiet in the aftermath of Filch’s revival, the only sound is the faint drip of gray liquid somewhere deeper in the rock. Mercy helps Filch to t...
Looking for any signs of weakness, Grindlefoot shoots a lightning bolt from his hands and watches the shimmer ripple across Landro’s hull without any obvious...
Morning arrives in the Mournland and light trickles through the ash colored fog that fills the air. As the companions wake, there’s an oddly surreal sense of...
The five warforged stand silently observing the companions and awaiting further explanation. The leader’s armor glows a purple hue, shimmering slightly in th...
Earlier in the day, Grindlefoot found himself wandering the halls of the Sanctum, Lady Alustriel’s home in Sigil. Even though he’d never seen the outside, it...
Spring time is upon the plains, with less of a chill in the air as the days begin to lengthen. Not only is there more daylight, but it’s becoming brighter as...
The companions agree, all of them must enter the the supposedly dead god’s heart, with the poisonous air inside, to deal with this new monstrous creature. At...
The companions wake after several hours, comfortable in their hammocks of silky butt-yarn, courtesy of Grindlefoot, the giant spider. Mond notices that Ikasa...
Preparing to go below deck, Gven draws Tempest Edge from its sheath across her back. The half-orc’s face settles into a veneer of calm, the quiet before batt...
As the echo from Figaro’s bellow fades into silence, Illren enters the room with a beaming smile on his face. “Figaro! You seem more well! Nothing makes my h...
Facing the two crew members, one with her greatsword drawn and anticipating a problem, Bilwin reaches into a pocket, pulls out two breakfast rolls and tosses...
The morning arrives to find the adventurers well rested and gathered in the sitting area down the hall from their rooms. Conversation is minimal, each ponder...
Standing in one of The Sanctum’s many rooms, the companions turn to see the last few sparkles of the portal’s magic. Gven hears a scream off in the distance,...
Grindlefoot stands halfway between the entrance and the cavern’s far wall, a one hundred foot distance. It’s too dark to tell how far the subterranean chambe...
Behind the boar-like creature with tiny wings, there is an iron door made of thick vertical bars. Clearly the creature is guarding a prison cell. They’re hol...
Grindlefoot looks around the room, at his companions, and then the silver-haired woman. “Are we really here? Is this parlor imaginary or a dream or yet anot...
“Pardon me, your brother? We need to discuss this further, but now is not the time.” Gesturing to his mother’s casket, “We have other priorities. Besides, yo...
The usual notetaker wasn’t present for this session, so Bilwin took it upon himself to magically record the entire encounter and its aftermath. Then the dwar...
As Bilwin and Gven look across the pit of embedded weapons, a humanoid figure emerges from behind the stone sarcophagus on the far dais. It moves purposely w...