Jemal
Adventurer
The Chariot of the Clouds rode across the sky, transporting the Legion on their journey. Farmers looked up, some recognizing the cart and waving at the heroic marvels racing through the sky.
Marvelous indeed, for aboard that simple cart rode Braham Bahli and Gerard Hampton, the Founders of the Legion; the once-king Tutek, who helped to 'civilize' his people; the slave-turned-legend Ur; and Mei Ying, once a simple monk and now a hero of at least four countries.
Their destination took them to the mountains not far from Gerard's home, the trade city Kaainsbridge, where an eccentric merchant maintained his home and kept business ties between the Prime Plane and the vast Planar Bazaar.
Their adventures had taken them across the wastelands to the Eternal Empire, deep into the Necropolis of the ArchLich Iridex, and into the heart of Occupied Kadrath, and now they returned to the center, their last clue to the Unknown Power having lead them to this seemingly humble home.
With all that had happened recently, the Legion had been stymied, unsure of where to look next. Every resource they had was coming up empty, until they had received the mysterious invitation.
Dismounting, the companions glanced around. A simple wooden cabin a few miles from town nestled in a nice clearing surrounded by lush woodlands, it was quietly beautiful, out of the way but not overly so. It seemed like just the sort of place a tired adventurer might retire to after years of saving the world..
The door stood open, an inviting smell coming from within, and a freshly painted sign simply stating "Welcome Heroes! Please come in."
Though some were wary, the method of invitation delivery and the knowledge that they were some of the finest mages and warriors in the world helped allay any fears that this could be a trap.
Marvelous indeed, for aboard that simple cart rode Braham Bahli and Gerard Hampton, the Founders of the Legion; the once-king Tutek, who helped to 'civilize' his people; the slave-turned-legend Ur; and Mei Ying, once a simple monk and now a hero of at least four countries.
Their destination took them to the mountains not far from Gerard's home, the trade city Kaainsbridge, where an eccentric merchant maintained his home and kept business ties between the Prime Plane and the vast Planar Bazaar.
Their adventures had taken them across the wastelands to the Eternal Empire, deep into the Necropolis of the ArchLich Iridex, and into the heart of Occupied Kadrath, and now they returned to the center, their last clue to the Unknown Power having lead them to this seemingly humble home.
With all that had happened recently, the Legion had been stymied, unsure of where to look next. Every resource they had was coming up empty, until they had received the mysterious invitation.
Dismounting, the companions glanced around. A simple wooden cabin a few miles from town nestled in a nice clearing surrounded by lush woodlands, it was quietly beautiful, out of the way but not overly so. It seemed like just the sort of place a tired adventurer might retire to after years of saving the world..
The door stood open, an inviting smell coming from within, and a freshly painted sign simply stating "Welcome Heroes! Please come in."
Though some were wary, the method of invitation delivery and the knowledge that they were some of the finest mages and warriors in the world helped allay any fears that this could be a trap.
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