Once again Lahrneh is telling those at the bar of his adventures. "...This was another time being good hurt. That the fellows were suspicious was clear...
The redhead looked up in the middle of her forms practice. "Too bad you deserted your monk training. So sad." The elven woman sitting on the nearby stump...
The following can easily be read over the shoulder of a winged gnome as he furiously writes in a battered open journal (at least the other patrons assured you...
Sir Barok rides through the assembled armies of King Lynwerd with pennant flapping in the wind. He has slept little for several weeks but duty calls. He stops...
From somewhere in the distance the call of a Crow breaks the morning's silence. Dawn begins to flow over the deserted city streets as the last of the dark ...
The lone woodsman had run for weeks after the fall of Rel Mord. He bolted right out of Oldred seeking his friends but instead found enemy forces all over the...
Captain Arem Dashar, of the IXth Legion, hovered in front of his heavy assault company. With great passion he Arem raucously shouted, “Friends who have for...
Torrin walked up the short steps outside of Three Creeks Inn and turned around to survey the street in front of him. It was a ghastly scene. White-skinned...
We are victorious. Though we have endured many trials over the past months, the King's evil brother Sewarndt has finally been defeated. But even in the bright...
A halfling recuperating a few seats down seizes the opportunity. Standing on his seat, he raises his tankard. "Ladies and Gentlemen, to His Majesty, King...
Lahrneh, the arcane archer, his chest covered by the medals the king was handing out with a free hand, agrees "Yes, let us tell of their final heroics, and how...
Slogging along the Via Regis through the havoc wreaked by the recent fighting, Arem continues to work with the rescue crews. Ash stained and trembling with ...
From blackness... Everything had gone horribly wrong. The young captain of Rel Mord desperately searched around the smoke and haze of battle. Next to his...
"..We had pretty good intelligence in general, but I suspect they will not be bragging about their efforts on the docks. We were greated by demons, not the...
Lahrneh, who is making a habit of wearing the medals he was awarded in the captue of Rel Mord, along with several earlier honors, is once again buying the...
"It was your classic doorway trap. One feller on each side just waitin fer ya ta step in. Been hit bad by them in the past. And steppin in's just what I...
Hey guys / gals.. doesnt anyoje else ahev anything to share about the greatest battle in modern Nyrond history? Clearly nothing matches it since the batle of...
From the Journal of Cpt. Arem Dashar – IXth Legion, Nyrond Army The reclaiming of Rel Mord and the fall of the Usurper solved a lot of problems, but created...
The Harvest Festival of Mithat is over and slowly the city is getting back into its pre-war rhythms. Near the naval docks a scared and burned dwarf dressed in...
... ((sorry, but Arafeld is still asking members of the Church of Heironoeus to lie low... sharing thoughts might lead to the compromise of a current hideout))...
It's amazing how alone one can feel when sleeping in an Inn overflowing with customers. Today began as any other day in the newly freed city of Rel Mord. Inn...
*bang* *bang* *BANG* *smash* *clang* *tinkle* Merileena Crosspatch sighs as the workers break another … something. At least her real valuables and memories...
The moons where slim crescents in the dark sky. A dank mist crawled its way through the trees and over the bushy hills. The blackness of the old forest called...
Due to the recent spam on this and other Yahoo! groups, membership to this list is now restricted. Basically, one of the moderators will have to approve all...
"Like mi new outfit, huh. Bit of a change fer me too. Been used ta runnin all round ta battlefield. Won't be able ta do that in this armor." "See, I'm a...
Lahrneh is once again holding forth at the inn. "...we all want to be good, but sometimes it can be a major burden. As you can see in that battle I described,...
....A murmuring spreads through the streets of Mowbrenn as the citizenry notice the well-known figure of Bishop Solarion of Pelor riding his horse through the...
"The adventure taught me not to give in to my modest nature. I knew they were making a mistake and warned them, but I failed to press the point. So they...
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