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<blockquote data-quote="Sidekick" data-source="post: 3235504" data-attributes="member: 13946"><p><strong>Sidekick’s Eberron Red Hand of Doom Story Hour (updated 04/01/07).</strong></p><p></p><p>Welcome to my attempt at a Story Hour. My group have just embarked upon the Red Hand of Doom in Eberron. </p><p></p><p>I’ll try to keep this updated but we’ve only had one session so far in the Campaign. We’ve now stopped for Christmas but restart of Tuesday 2nd of Jan. </p><p></p><p>This campaign involves the Raven Wing, a group of ex-mercenaries who have 5 levels of Gestalt to boost their prowess – they’re gonna need it!</p><p></p><p><strong>Raven Wing: The Protagonists</strong></p><p><em>Aloya ir’Pressalan</em> (female human scout5/fighter5). Aloya is the eldest daughter of the ir’Presselans one of Sharn’s 60 noble families. Enlisted in the Brelish army for a cushy job, due to politics and some point scoring against her father she found herself in a line company. </p><p></p><p>After earning herself a combat medal she found out that her parents weren’t even trying to get her off the line. So she left the Brelish Army & enlisted in the Blademark. There her scouting and leadership skills saw her become a squad leader in the 5th Strike Brigade’s feared Death Wing Squadron. A light, elite cadre of mercenaries who could get the job done no matter the cost.</p><p></p><p>Aloya is a bit of a free spirit. Beautiful, deadly and with the Mourning ‘gifted’ ability to see through the eye patch that covers her cosmetically ruined left eye she’s one of the best archers in the 5 nations. </p><p></p><p><em>Josephine ‘Jo’ Fletcher</em>: (female human Warlock5/rogue5). Jo, the younger sister of the others squad-mate Zac fell in with the group through chance. Her father and mother hung for murder in Regalport, her run out for being a witch she found herself answering Aloya’s letter to Zac. A head-strong young girl and definitely not combat tested she has proved her worth to the group time and again. </p><p></p><p><em>Durnnam Yurak Droranath</em>: (male dwarf barbarian5/rogue5). </p><p>Durnnam is a dwarf with a mission. Originally taking on Mercenary work when the left the Mror ‘Army’ he seeks to gather enough gold to reclaim his ancestral home – the Yurak bridge in Drornath Hold. </p><p></p><p>A fearsome warrior his axe never lets him down. A stalwart he typically ends up bloody and battered but nonetheless victorious.</p><p></p><p><em>Speaker Linden Auntain Kandermann</em>: (male human monk5/cleric5). Linden originally hails from House Deneith. After the death of his mother his father enlisted a Deneith Blademaster to turn Linden into a great warrior of the House, something he himself had never achieved. Linden resisted, the Host was what his heart wanted. </p><p></p><p>Eventually leaving his home with his fathers blessing he enlisted in the Blademark once his tutelage was up. There he served with Durnnam, Aloya & Zac in the Death Wing Squadron. Ever one to avoid killing he left (and still leaves) a bath of broken & unconscious foes in his path. </p><p></p><p>Now an ordained Cleric of the Host his skill with a sword had grown even stronger. A mix of swordbrother, Deneith blademaster and foremost a powerful Cleric of the Host Linden has recently been given the title of Speaker of the Host (will take Sovereign Speaker next level). A roving champion of his faith Linden carries a Blade of his House, the symbol of the Host and a fierce desire to protect the people of Elsir Vale. </p><p></p><p>-----</p><p><strong>A beginning:</strong></p><p></p><p>The group travelled down the road, enjoying the peaceful nature of the Vale, they’d been through war, Jo had lost her parents & her brother in the war, Aloya recently returned home to sort out her fathers death and enstate her newfound half-brother into his parliamentary seat in Wroat. </p><p></p><p>The Raven wing had had a rough time of it over the past 4 years. As soldiers in the Blademark’s Elite Death Wing Squadron they were witnesses to the Mourning, surviving seemingly by fluke. Durnnam their dwarven stalwark had grown to 5’6 overnight, Aloya’s left eye had gone milky even though she could still see through it, while Linden seemed to age a decade every day, only wake up in the morning at the 30 year old man that he was. </p><p></p><p>Zack, their Zack hadn’t survived the Mourning, Kesh who had was now dead, fallen in their pursuit of the Dhakanni Dragon. </p><p></p><p>But here they were in the Elsir Vale, travelling to Drellin’s ferry to investigate the raids by these Hobgoblins bearing a Red Hand. A simple group of hobgoblins wouldn’t have worried them overly, but the creature – a Barghest Brindol’s town sage had identified the creature as, led them. Their task a little too organised for normal raiders. </p><p></p><p>They’d destroyed the Sivis message Stone and the Sivis & Kundarak Heir’s who were on route to Brindol. ‘Glory to the Red Hand’ the note had said. So here they were on their way to Drellins Ferry to see Mayor Winston about the hobgoblin raiders that the town was having problems with. </p><p></p><p>Hero’s they weren’t, yet…</p><p></p><p>Aloya & Linden were the first to notice the ambushers. A glint of steel showed them the hobgoblin archers lying in wait. </p><p></p><p>And so it begun… Aloya darted off her horse using it as cover from one flank “AMBUSH, archers in the tree lines” she shouted. Linden focussed inward and brought forth the power of the Host upon the group, blessing them with divine assistance.</p><p></p><p>The archers, realising that the element of surprise was lost attacked. <em>Six, archers</em> Linden thought, <em>this shouldn’t take too long</em>. </p><p></p><p>The group did battle, Jo unleashing the eldritch might that is her birthright into the archers. Durnnam savagely jumping into range with two of the archers and laying them low in the blink of an eye, powerful strokes loping ones head off and then cleaving the others head and shoulders down the middle* clearing him of opponents. </p><p></p><p>Then things got worse. The hell-hounds appeared, breathing fire and scaring the horses. Reinforcements and a battle-leader bearing twin shortswords. The leader called out Durnnam for a duel in what proved to be a bad idea.</p><p></p><p>The group made sort work of the Red Hand troops. Their martial leader falling to Durnnam’s axe in a spectacular fashion**, the priest and his pesky invisible casting eventually ferreted out (Jo’s see the unseen invocation came in handy here) and vanquished while the Hell hounds proved short work under the combined efforts of the groups axe, swords & magic.</p><p></p><p>After searching the area and carefully making their way to Drellin’s ferry through the bush (tactical skirmisher column with Jo in the rear) they found themselves at an small idyllic town that appeared rather worried. </p><p></p><p>Beseeched by Mayor Winston to help the people of the town and do what they could, Durnnam, in typical fashion demanded pay for his work. Linden managed to smooth things over with the Mayor and the group secured a payment of 400 Galifars for the group should they succeed in defeating this Red Hand warband that has been plaguing the town.</p><p></p><p>Winston a man of good nature, but rather out of his depth in such situations hesitantly agreed to contact the Hammerfist Halls for assistance as well as send word to Brindol of their increasingly severe situation. </p><p></p><p>Guard Captain Anitah advised the group to track down Jorr, a local woodsman who knew the Witchwood well. Mayor Winston also arranged for the group to go see Sereterin, the local hedge wizard for a few scrolls to aid them in their mission.</p><p></p><p>While Linden went to the local church of the Sovereign Host to talk to the local priest about the significance of the Red Hand symbology, Aloya ferreted around for gossip and rumours. However the arrival of the Raven Wing and the worry about the hobgoblin marauders seemed to be the only news on peoples minds.***</p><p></p><p>Linden agreed to have his Honour Blade ensorcelled by the local blacksmith, a devotee of Onatar, lord of the Forge & a fellow Droranath, much to Durnnam’s delight.****</p><p></p><p>The four of them then turned in for the night ready to find Jorr the woodsman & travel to Vraath Keep - a possible base of operations for these marauding Hobgoblins. </p><p></p><p>Little do they know what awaits them…</p><p></p><p>--</p><p>* a 70 point critical followed by cleave = two dead hobgobs.</p><p>** Another gorram 65 point critical!!! Durnnam’s player was on FIRE that session!</p><p>*** totally blew her gather information check.</p><p>**** All the Dwarves of the Vale are Droranaths in this campaign. The Hammerfist Halls are the remnants of a Droranath outpost from centuries ago.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Sidekick, post: 3235504, member: 13946"] [b]Sidekick’s Eberron Red Hand of Doom Story Hour (updated 04/01/07).[/b] Welcome to my attempt at a Story Hour. My group have just embarked upon the Red Hand of Doom in Eberron. I’ll try to keep this updated but we’ve only had one session so far in the Campaign. We’ve now stopped for Christmas but restart of Tuesday 2nd of Jan. This campaign involves the Raven Wing, a group of ex-mercenaries who have 5 levels of Gestalt to boost their prowess – they’re gonna need it! [b]Raven Wing: The Protagonists[/b] [i]Aloya ir’Pressalan[/i] (female human scout5/fighter5). Aloya is the eldest daughter of the ir’Presselans one of Sharn’s 60 noble families. Enlisted in the Brelish army for a cushy job, due to politics and some point scoring against her father she found herself in a line company. After earning herself a combat medal she found out that her parents weren’t even trying to get her off the line. So she left the Brelish Army & enlisted in the Blademark. There her scouting and leadership skills saw her become a squad leader in the 5th Strike Brigade’s feared Death Wing Squadron. A light, elite cadre of mercenaries who could get the job done no matter the cost. Aloya is a bit of a free spirit. Beautiful, deadly and with the Mourning ‘gifted’ ability to see through the eye patch that covers her cosmetically ruined left eye she’s one of the best archers in the 5 nations. [i]Josephine ‘Jo’ Fletcher[/i]: (female human Warlock5/rogue5). Jo, the younger sister of the others squad-mate Zac fell in with the group through chance. Her father and mother hung for murder in Regalport, her run out for being a witch she found herself answering Aloya’s letter to Zac. A head-strong young girl and definitely not combat tested she has proved her worth to the group time and again. [i]Durnnam Yurak Droranath[/i]: (male dwarf barbarian5/rogue5). Durnnam is a dwarf with a mission. Originally taking on Mercenary work when the left the Mror ‘Army’ he seeks to gather enough gold to reclaim his ancestral home – the Yurak bridge in Drornath Hold. A fearsome warrior his axe never lets him down. A stalwart he typically ends up bloody and battered but nonetheless victorious. [i]Speaker Linden Auntain Kandermann[/i]: (male human monk5/cleric5). Linden originally hails from House Deneith. After the death of his mother his father enlisted a Deneith Blademaster to turn Linden into a great warrior of the House, something he himself had never achieved. Linden resisted, the Host was what his heart wanted. Eventually leaving his home with his fathers blessing he enlisted in the Blademark once his tutelage was up. There he served with Durnnam, Aloya & Zac in the Death Wing Squadron. Ever one to avoid killing he left (and still leaves) a bath of broken & unconscious foes in his path. Now an ordained Cleric of the Host his skill with a sword had grown even stronger. A mix of swordbrother, Deneith blademaster and foremost a powerful Cleric of the Host Linden has recently been given the title of Speaker of the Host (will take Sovereign Speaker next level). A roving champion of his faith Linden carries a Blade of his House, the symbol of the Host and a fierce desire to protect the people of Elsir Vale. ----- [b]A beginning:[/b] The group travelled down the road, enjoying the peaceful nature of the Vale, they’d been through war, Jo had lost her parents & her brother in the war, Aloya recently returned home to sort out her fathers death and enstate her newfound half-brother into his parliamentary seat in Wroat. The Raven wing had had a rough time of it over the past 4 years. As soldiers in the Blademark’s Elite Death Wing Squadron they were witnesses to the Mourning, surviving seemingly by fluke. Durnnam their dwarven stalwark had grown to 5’6 overnight, Aloya’s left eye had gone milky even though she could still see through it, while Linden seemed to age a decade every day, only wake up in the morning at the 30 year old man that he was. Zack, their Zack hadn’t survived the Mourning, Kesh who had was now dead, fallen in their pursuit of the Dhakanni Dragon. But here they were in the Elsir Vale, travelling to Drellin’s ferry to investigate the raids by these Hobgoblins bearing a Red Hand. A simple group of hobgoblins wouldn’t have worried them overly, but the creature – a Barghest Brindol’s town sage had identified the creature as, led them. Their task a little too organised for normal raiders. They’d destroyed the Sivis message Stone and the Sivis & Kundarak Heir’s who were on route to Brindol. ‘Glory to the Red Hand’ the note had said. So here they were on their way to Drellins Ferry to see Mayor Winston about the hobgoblin raiders that the town was having problems with. Hero’s they weren’t, yet… Aloya & Linden were the first to notice the ambushers. A glint of steel showed them the hobgoblin archers lying in wait. And so it begun… Aloya darted off her horse using it as cover from one flank “AMBUSH, archers in the tree lines” she shouted. Linden focussed inward and brought forth the power of the Host upon the group, blessing them with divine assistance. The archers, realising that the element of surprise was lost attacked. [i]Six, archers[/i] Linden thought, [i]this shouldn’t take too long[/i]. The group did battle, Jo unleashing the eldritch might that is her birthright into the archers. Durnnam savagely jumping into range with two of the archers and laying them low in the blink of an eye, powerful strokes loping ones head off and then cleaving the others head and shoulders down the middle* clearing him of opponents. Then things got worse. The hell-hounds appeared, breathing fire and scaring the horses. Reinforcements and a battle-leader bearing twin shortswords. The leader called out Durnnam for a duel in what proved to be a bad idea. The group made sort work of the Red Hand troops. Their martial leader falling to Durnnam’s axe in a spectacular fashion**, the priest and his pesky invisible casting eventually ferreted out (Jo’s see the unseen invocation came in handy here) and vanquished while the Hell hounds proved short work under the combined efforts of the groups axe, swords & magic. After searching the area and carefully making their way to Drellin’s ferry through the bush (tactical skirmisher column with Jo in the rear) they found themselves at an small idyllic town that appeared rather worried. Beseeched by Mayor Winston to help the people of the town and do what they could, Durnnam, in typical fashion demanded pay for his work. Linden managed to smooth things over with the Mayor and the group secured a payment of 400 Galifars for the group should they succeed in defeating this Red Hand warband that has been plaguing the town. Winston a man of good nature, but rather out of his depth in such situations hesitantly agreed to contact the Hammerfist Halls for assistance as well as send word to Brindol of their increasingly severe situation. Guard Captain Anitah advised the group to track down Jorr, a local woodsman who knew the Witchwood well. Mayor Winston also arranged for the group to go see Sereterin, the local hedge wizard for a few scrolls to aid them in their mission. While Linden went to the local church of the Sovereign Host to talk to the local priest about the significance of the Red Hand symbology, Aloya ferreted around for gossip and rumours. However the arrival of the Raven Wing and the worry about the hobgoblin marauders seemed to be the only news on peoples minds.*** Linden agreed to have his Honour Blade ensorcelled by the local blacksmith, a devotee of Onatar, lord of the Forge & a fellow Droranath, much to Durnnam’s delight.**** The four of them then turned in for the night ready to find Jorr the woodsman & travel to Vraath Keep - a possible base of operations for these marauding Hobgoblins. Little do they know what awaits them… -- * a 70 point critical followed by cleave = two dead hobgobs. ** Another gorram 65 point critical!!! Durnnam’s player was on FIRE that session! *** totally blew her gather information check. **** All the Dwarves of the Vale are Droranaths in this campaign. The Hammerfist Halls are the remnants of a Droranath outpost from centuries ago. [/QUOTE]
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