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PRITCHARD stares. "I? I am..." He lowers his voice. "Pritchard Blackmantle, late of Waterdeep. I am here, at this tavern, at any rate, to meet someone. Someone not you, it seems. As to what I am? I could be mysterious and say we both have secrets to hide. But the simple truth is: I do not know."...

[The camera looks down on near-deserted streets from above. Much is in darkness. Occasionally, light spills from an unobscured window or doorway. There is the sound of leather-heeled boots striking cobbles. In the distance, an unholy bellow and howl is heard. The footsteps accelerate. The...

PRITCHARD watches as the woman slips through the gap in the hedge he has safeguarded for their egress. What the ...?!? "So long ... I guess ..." he whispers. An ally, a comrade would be welcome right now. He has been so alone in the city. Overwhelmed. Terrified. It is one thing to desire...

PRITCHARD BLACKMANTLE staggers beside a pile of shattered masonry overgrown with thorny vines, one hand reaching out for support and drawing the sharp rebuke of piercing barbs that pierce his outstretched hand for his efforts. Perspiration dots his brow. Quickly, he pulls his pained hand to...

Hours later, CHANVATI stands upon a wide balcony overlooking the crowded square beneath the baroque Forum, a gaudy stone building where the Senate holds its interminable sessions. Pa'avu and Yazdan flank him, each back a pace or two. Scheherezade watches, he knows, from below, sequestered...

CHANVATI reads the thoughts of the assembled, taking in the cause of mirth among some. This canine--his name roughly translates to "Earthdiver" in homage to his famous ancestor--and his frolic with Hazard provide more than just a distraction from hostilities: they offer a moral and political...

As the earth trembles beneath their feet, Pa'avu reaches down, spreads one gigantic palm against the bare earth and waits. She stands, ignoring the hubbub of the rabble surrounding them. "Gosb'tar," her voice breaks through the din like crumbling rock. "The earth is displeased. But this is not...

CHANVATI gathers and focuses his ki, projecting his mind psionically into that of the goblin "rider." This is no simple task, for the goblin is warded by elaborate mental fortresses. To penetrate these and also avoid detection requires the utmost skill. Wandering the metaphoric maze of wards...

As the threat of the volcano beneath the city threatens, then passes, CHANVATI leads the others through the anxious crowd, takes in their cloaked conversations. Nervous glances are made first at the gigantic form of Pa'avu, but then all inevitably settle upon Rietka, the bladeling "escort" of...

Here are the character summaries after the L18 level up: CHANVATI THE WARDENGUARD

I think the danger there might be to be tempted to make use of your prep, not to "hang on loosely" and "leave blanks" as the game urges (and, really, necessitates). Nothing wrong with having some prep on hand if the situation presents itself, of course. But the focus needs to be on the players'...

Have you written this after your first session, wherein the players created characters with Bonds and avowed interests in these Fronts elements out of which you have built your outline? Or have you written this up as an outline of how you would like to see play develop based on your preconceived...

IBHEA beholds the runic circle and its captive. A sound escapes his lips, more hoarse croak than cackle. "Fitting, isn't it, that Delban's black flames given life must free this creature, this elemental from its imprisonment. Seethe not, Dawnflame, your freedom is nigh, and together we shall...

A voice rises within his breast once again, a voice with the power to compel. "Show them! You are MY messenger, MY herald, MY servant. Do as I command!" Ever since Delban's Black Flames first took him in full in that initial Burning Transformation, IBHEA has been as a changed man ... if that...

This seems to be at odds, though, with one of the primary pleasures of playing in a PbtA game: playing to find out ... specifically about these things (among others). Most PbtA games discourage sketching backstory and/or priorities too fully or strictly. It's fine to have some loose ideas, but...

If she had not just witnessed IBHEA's "trick" with his shade double performed in the plaza during the final throes of the duel with the Nightwalker, even Maba's Piercing Eye might have been fooled. (It was a "trick," right? Part of Ibhea, the part separate from whatever dark entity within had...

Bookkeeping Matters: The PCs are now at 52,000/57,000 needed to advance to L15. We are spending the second of our two Extended Rests available during our Monocle of Flame Quest. All Daily resources are recharged, and each PC is reset to 0 Milestones and 1 Action Point. Cast Fortune Seer...

The experiences of the last months have left their mark on the scholar, without doubt. Xin Mae barely bats an eye at the transit across the Chronotope. In fact, he hardly takes a breath before commenting upon the squad of myrmidons rushing their way. "Did you not say, Ibhea, that the ancient...

Cleaving the space between two of the edifices, Ibhea heeds once again the voice rising up within. A soft whisper rumbling with the potency of the lightning traces above. "Take us through, Ibhea. Claim the power that is yours. Mine. Ours." Simultaneously, the shadow of a great shape. Two...

For perhaps the first time, IBHEA tunes out the voice in his head as needless noise. The foolish Giant will surely meet his end at the precipice if the warlock does not intervene. And the Giant, simple and pliable as he is, is too potent an asset to relinquish so easily. In fact, now that he...