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First Post
Well, here we are.
"Shadows of Greatness" began in February of 2003. I have been its unofficial chronicler since the beginning. I chose to write my records of the campaign in the form of a private journal kept by my character, Telemnar Rohendil . Our party began as the students/charges/family members of a group of higher-level NPCs, who had recently decided to reform for another mission of great importance.
Hopefully you'll find Telemnar's adventures entertaining.
Cast of characters:
GM: Devo
Erim Ithron - a sun elf sorcerer from Evermeet (Player: patv)
Liadan Telskaya deSeyruun - a human fighter from Cormyr (Player: Hedrin)
Phaele NaSarade - a human sorceress from Halruua (retired from play April 2006)
Rock Battlehammer - a dwarf barbarian from parts unknown (Player: Zora)
Sandrue Davants - a human sorcerer from Halruua (Player: Setni) (retired from play in 2005)
Telemnar Rohendil - a sun elf fighter from Evereska (Player: Sniffles)
Nekaya - half-elf paladin of Horus-Re (Player: Jubilee) added with campaign already in progress
Nicos Aporos - human urban ranger/Bloodhound/Master Thrower added to replace Sandrue, retired from play April 2006 due to player departure
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The Beginning - Cormyr
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I have kept a journal since I first met my beloved Erendis, but when I look back I see that I seldom wrote but when she returned to our home from her many travels abroad. Perhaps now that I ride by her side I shall fill this small tome with our experiences together. The journey will also give me a chance to season Aratan, for he is young and spirited and will someday be a very fine steed.
It is now autumn, near to the solstice. We departed from Evereska some weeks ago, riding to the west to the point where we were meant to meet Erendis' companions. We skirted past the borders of the GreatDesert and came to the western land of Cormyr, a kingdom of Men among the StormHornMountains. At an inn in a small town we met with Covenant, the Man whose summons called Erendis forth into the outer world once more. I had not thought that a Man could have such wisdom and dignity. He reminds me of the Hill Elders of my home. He is a knight devoted to a god of Men, Lathander the Morninglord. Had Erendis not told me of this it would nonetheless be obvious for he wears the symbol of his deity everywhere on his person. He rides upon the most impressive steed I have ever seen, by name Califax. Like Telperien, the fine mare I trained for my wife, Califax is not a young horse, but he is as wise as a man and as strong as a horse of few years.
Also with Covenant came a young woman of the name Liadan deSeyruun. It seems she is his student or squire. She is quite young even in the short lives of Men, and her eyes follow Covenant with awe at all times. She is tall and broad-shouldered for a human woman, and her hair is the silver color sometimes seen among the Gray Elves, though I do not think she has elven blood. We had overshot the point at which we were meant to meet the rest of Erendis' companions, so we rode in good company with Covenant and his charge to the appointed place.
As we neared another small town of Men we heard the sounds of fighting. Covenant at once rode forward with all speed and my wife followed him. We came upon a group of young bravos engaged in a brawl with a dwarf. Though the young humans were many the dwarf stood against them as though an army in himself. He had worked himself into a fury and flung them about like sacks of meal. Covenant went forward to bring peace; his very presence brings calm to those about him, though this did not have so much effect upon the infuriated dwarf. Erendis went to offer healing to those of the Men who had been harmed in the fighting.
A group of Men on horseback arrived, seeking to imprison the dwarf for some damage he had caused in the town. Covenant offered them gold in reparation and proclaimed that the dwarf might join our small company. The dwarf had struck Covenant with a plank of wood before his wits returned to him and he appeared much chagrined by the damage he had caused to Covenant's attire - which also revealed that Covenant has a very fine shirt of mail beneath his silken garments. Nonetheless he accepted the dwarf's offer to pay for the damage to his tunic, though the dwarf confessed that he did not then have the funds to make such payment. The townsmen were satisfied with what Covenant gave them and rode away.
The dwarf introduced himself as Rock Battlehammer, a strange name to my ears and perhaps not his true name, but the one he wishes to be known by. He had no horse, only a pack mule which he calls Filthy Beast, though I have seen that it is well cared for and he does not treat it harshly. Covenant has increased the dwarf's debt to him - or so Rock sees it - by purchasing a fine riding pony for the dwarf's use.
Thus our group of five companions came to the town of Shadow's End. The Storm Horn peaks are filled with goblins and orcs, or so I am told, and the town is fortified against them for it is a meeting place of roads. Its fortifications seem little to my eyes, but it is a town of Men and does not have the power of elven mythals. There are two inns in the town and Covenant led us to the smaller, the King and Pawn. We were the first to arrive and we made ourselves comfortable to await the rest of our group.
After some little while an older Man of kindly demeanor entered the inn. He was accompanied by two young folk, a boy and a girl who are his students or apprentices, for he is a mage. His name is Havin Wayfinder. Covenant and Erendis greeted him with great pleasure. His two young companions were introduced as Sandrue Davants and Phaele NaSarade. Sandrue is a tall and handsome young man of serious mien and formal speech. He listens more than he speaks. Phaele is slight of build and red of hair. Her demeanor is of one who finds all that she sees amazing. When all had taken seats Liadan spoke with Sandrue and told him much of her life, eliciting surprise when she proclaimed that she has twelve brothers. Though Men are many I had not thought their families to be so large.
I found it difficult to choose whether to follow the converse of my wife and her old friends or listen to the speech of the three young humans. But my attention was caught when Havin remarked that someone was watching us. Another young human man was pointed out to us as the watcher, and he at once made to depart from the inn. When Covenant called out to him he fled with much haste. Rock the dwarf, who had been sitting apart from our company, made to follow the stranger. But as he strode toward the door his journey was interrupted by the sudden arrival of two elves who appeared by some magical means in the center of the room. The other patrons of the inn were much disturbed by this event.
Rock was most startled by the appearance of two more strangers and mistook them for assassins. His misperception only grew deeper when one of the new arrivals and Havin Wayfinder both pointed to a man at a nearby table and cried out the name Garret, which I recognized as another of my wife's former companions. But Rock became angry and struck at Garret with his weapon. Garret's appearance abruptly altered, from that of an ordinary traveler to a man of dangerous quality. Rock made a blow with one of his axes that connected with Garret but did him no injury. The second of the two elves chanted out some magical incantation, and the dwarf dropped to the floor and began to snore.
Garret was much perturbed by the attack upon his person and made to lay hold of the sleeping dwarf, but my wife prevented him and calmed his ire. The two elves were introduced to us as Jastra Moondown, a Gray Elf who had come from Evermeet, and her student Erim Ithron, who is of my own people though he also dwells in Evermeet. Jastra had at first found great humor in surprising us with her magical entrance, and she and Havin had been much pleased at identifying Garret despite his disguise. But Jastra was sorrowful that her appearance had caused such trouble.
When once all tempers had been soothed by Covenant's good humor, Garret called upon the young man who had earlier fled the inn and introduced him as his own student, by name Fallon. Fallon said little and did not join our table, though once Rock had awakened he was persuaded to sit with us. Though he did not explain for what purpose this group had come together - and my wife has not told me - Covenant announced that on the morrow we would depart and seek a portal. We shall make quite a caravan as we travel, for we are twelve companions.
"Shadows of Greatness" began in February of 2003. I have been its unofficial chronicler since the beginning. I chose to write my records of the campaign in the form of a private journal kept by my character, Telemnar Rohendil . Our party began as the students/charges/family members of a group of higher-level NPCs, who had recently decided to reform for another mission of great importance.
Hopefully you'll find Telemnar's adventures entertaining.
Cast of characters:
GM: Devo
Erim Ithron - a sun elf sorcerer from Evermeet (Player: patv)
Liadan Telskaya deSeyruun - a human fighter from Cormyr (Player: Hedrin)
Phaele NaSarade - a human sorceress from Halruua (retired from play April 2006)
Rock Battlehammer - a dwarf barbarian from parts unknown (Player: Zora)
Sandrue Davants - a human sorcerer from Halruua (Player: Setni) (retired from play in 2005)
Telemnar Rohendil - a sun elf fighter from Evereska (Player: Sniffles)
Nekaya - half-elf paladin of Horus-Re (Player: Jubilee) added with campaign already in progress
Nicos Aporos - human urban ranger/Bloodhound/Master Thrower added to replace Sandrue, retired from play April 2006 due to player departure
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The Beginning - Cormyr
I
I
I have kept a journal since I first met my beloved Erendis, but when I look back I see that I seldom wrote but when she returned to our home from her many travels abroad. Perhaps now that I ride by her side I shall fill this small tome with our experiences together. The journey will also give me a chance to season Aratan, for he is young and spirited and will someday be a very fine steed.
It is now autumn, near to the solstice. We departed from Evereska some weeks ago, riding to the west to the point where we were meant to meet Erendis' companions. We skirted past the borders of the GreatDesert and came to the western land of Cormyr, a kingdom of Men among the StormHornMountains. At an inn in a small town we met with Covenant, the Man whose summons called Erendis forth into the outer world once more. I had not thought that a Man could have such wisdom and dignity. He reminds me of the Hill Elders of my home. He is a knight devoted to a god of Men, Lathander the Morninglord. Had Erendis not told me of this it would nonetheless be obvious for he wears the symbol of his deity everywhere on his person. He rides upon the most impressive steed I have ever seen, by name Califax. Like Telperien, the fine mare I trained for my wife, Califax is not a young horse, but he is as wise as a man and as strong as a horse of few years.
Also with Covenant came a young woman of the name Liadan deSeyruun. It seems she is his student or squire. She is quite young even in the short lives of Men, and her eyes follow Covenant with awe at all times. She is tall and broad-shouldered for a human woman, and her hair is the silver color sometimes seen among the Gray Elves, though I do not think she has elven blood. We had overshot the point at which we were meant to meet the rest of Erendis' companions, so we rode in good company with Covenant and his charge to the appointed place.
As we neared another small town of Men we heard the sounds of fighting. Covenant at once rode forward with all speed and my wife followed him. We came upon a group of young bravos engaged in a brawl with a dwarf. Though the young humans were many the dwarf stood against them as though an army in himself. He had worked himself into a fury and flung them about like sacks of meal. Covenant went forward to bring peace; his very presence brings calm to those about him, though this did not have so much effect upon the infuriated dwarf. Erendis went to offer healing to those of the Men who had been harmed in the fighting.
A group of Men on horseback arrived, seeking to imprison the dwarf for some damage he had caused in the town. Covenant offered them gold in reparation and proclaimed that the dwarf might join our small company. The dwarf had struck Covenant with a plank of wood before his wits returned to him and he appeared much chagrined by the damage he had caused to Covenant's attire - which also revealed that Covenant has a very fine shirt of mail beneath his silken garments. Nonetheless he accepted the dwarf's offer to pay for the damage to his tunic, though the dwarf confessed that he did not then have the funds to make such payment. The townsmen were satisfied with what Covenant gave them and rode away.
The dwarf introduced himself as Rock Battlehammer, a strange name to my ears and perhaps not his true name, but the one he wishes to be known by. He had no horse, only a pack mule which he calls Filthy Beast, though I have seen that it is well cared for and he does not treat it harshly. Covenant has increased the dwarf's debt to him - or so Rock sees it - by purchasing a fine riding pony for the dwarf's use.
Thus our group of five companions came to the town of Shadow's End. The Storm Horn peaks are filled with goblins and orcs, or so I am told, and the town is fortified against them for it is a meeting place of roads. Its fortifications seem little to my eyes, but it is a town of Men and does not have the power of elven mythals. There are two inns in the town and Covenant led us to the smaller, the King and Pawn. We were the first to arrive and we made ourselves comfortable to await the rest of our group.
After some little while an older Man of kindly demeanor entered the inn. He was accompanied by two young folk, a boy and a girl who are his students or apprentices, for he is a mage. His name is Havin Wayfinder. Covenant and Erendis greeted him with great pleasure. His two young companions were introduced as Sandrue Davants and Phaele NaSarade. Sandrue is a tall and handsome young man of serious mien and formal speech. He listens more than he speaks. Phaele is slight of build and red of hair. Her demeanor is of one who finds all that she sees amazing. When all had taken seats Liadan spoke with Sandrue and told him much of her life, eliciting surprise when she proclaimed that she has twelve brothers. Though Men are many I had not thought their families to be so large.
I found it difficult to choose whether to follow the converse of my wife and her old friends or listen to the speech of the three young humans. But my attention was caught when Havin remarked that someone was watching us. Another young human man was pointed out to us as the watcher, and he at once made to depart from the inn. When Covenant called out to him he fled with much haste. Rock the dwarf, who had been sitting apart from our company, made to follow the stranger. But as he strode toward the door his journey was interrupted by the sudden arrival of two elves who appeared by some magical means in the center of the room. The other patrons of the inn were much disturbed by this event.
Rock was most startled by the appearance of two more strangers and mistook them for assassins. His misperception only grew deeper when one of the new arrivals and Havin Wayfinder both pointed to a man at a nearby table and cried out the name Garret, which I recognized as another of my wife's former companions. But Rock became angry and struck at Garret with his weapon. Garret's appearance abruptly altered, from that of an ordinary traveler to a man of dangerous quality. Rock made a blow with one of his axes that connected with Garret but did him no injury. The second of the two elves chanted out some magical incantation, and the dwarf dropped to the floor and began to snore.
Garret was much perturbed by the attack upon his person and made to lay hold of the sleeping dwarf, but my wife prevented him and calmed his ire. The two elves were introduced to us as Jastra Moondown, a Gray Elf who had come from Evermeet, and her student Erim Ithron, who is of my own people though he also dwells in Evermeet. Jastra had at first found great humor in surprising us with her magical entrance, and she and Havin had been much pleased at identifying Garret despite his disguise. But Jastra was sorrowful that her appearance had caused such trouble.
When once all tempers had been soothed by Covenant's good humor, Garret called upon the young man who had earlier fled the inn and introduced him as his own student, by name Fallon. Fallon said little and did not join our table, though once Rock had awakened he was persuaded to sit with us. Though he did not explain for what purpose this group had come together - and my wife has not told me - Covenant announced that on the morrow we would depart and seek a portal. We shall make quite a caravan as we travel, for we are twelve companions.
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