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Sessions 12&13: The Battle for Brindol The attack came with the night. The Hand had encamped outside Brindol two days again. There was some uncertainty whether they would settle into a siege. Lord Jarmaath did not intend to give them the opportunity. Wanting to take advantage of the brightness...

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Lord Jarmaath’s home was a massive building, the old original stone extended and augmented with wood additions. It sat at the top of the hill Brindol was built upon, and held a commanding view of the city, the walls, the lands beyond. Within, it was as grand as the exterior. Artwork celebrating...

Xerxes leafed through the Book, comparing the entry on Elsir Vale with the map they had bought. Ruins of Drellin’s Ferry. Ruins of Nimon’s Gap. Mage’s Stand. Ruins of Talar. The Horde was not far from Brindol now. They’d been contacted by Sellyria, who had warned them of the Hand’s approach, and...

Session 11: Evil ends So, they’d left the arty room after a bit of a chinwag. There wasn’t nothing there worth having, so they’d gone back to the big room with the green pool. He’d volunteered to swim in and have a look at whatever was in it, and Xerxes had waited on the side, his shock gloves...

Hey Goonalan, I'm currently engaged in rp over the internet. It's quite simple, we're just using MSN and the dice roller off of wizards website. I find i enjoy it more than actual face to face rp, as it is less hectic. I think my players miss the personal interaction, but there you go. Some...

I can't remember how long it took my lot to get up the river, but it was a good long while, maybe a week. They headed directly there because the map mentioned something about a chap called Saarvith, and they knew there was Red Hand activity in the area (reports of Ogres on the road). As for...

A little editorial comment, if I may. This is the second session of the Red Hand of Doom we've played over MSN (necesitated by a move). It's a shame there's not face to face contact, but it's handy to have the resources available online, and we're not losing that much. Due to shortage of...

Session 10: The Lion of the Thornwaste Session 10: The Lion of the Thornwaste Xerxes noted the ghostly forms of lions flitting about the lion statue, fleeting creatures that sent a chill down the part of his soul that was still his. He knew he could reach forth and, with the barest will, snuff...

Sleep was not peaceful. The still summer air of the Vale always carried the smell of woodsmoke, and the hint of burning meat. Across the starlit night, howls of goblins and their worgs echoed, sometimes close, other times far. Despite the solid wooden walls and sturdy door of the barn, the pair...

Dauth was their next stop. They went along the new road, west out of Prosser, through what was once the heart of Prosser wood. Xerxes felt watched, dim eyes held back by layers only as thick as gauze. The wildness of this place had been beaten back, destroyed, but the ghost of it eked on in a...

It hadn’t been half a day since they’d left Brindol, and already there was trouble. Seemed like the Hand had reached further than anyone thought. Sol was quite pleased with that thought. He would have shared it with Xerxes, but he was being all spooky. Besides, there was business to attend to...

Session 9: Through the Vale The heavy clank of mail booted feet echoed along the cobbles of Brindol, reaching the ears of Xerxes and Sol outside the Craven Raven, accompanied by the creeping yellow light of unmasked lanterns. The pair thought to run, but there was no time, and they found...

I like it. I can see the adventure now. Your bold explorers have to navigate across the tortured, rain-slick stone of a shattered dungeon while over-head, piercing the brooding, lightning glutted clouds is the Thunderspire itself, clawing at the heavens. Peals of thunder echo across the...

Next to humans, I think half-Orcs are the most popular race people play in my group. It's quite appealing to play someone big, strong and uncomplicated. Flavour tweaks I insert aside, half-Orc warrior holds a big portion of my players heart's. Of course, I think if they introduced full Orc as...

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You've hinted at these feelings quite a lot Goonalan. I'm going to say I think you are flat out wrong. Often times, writers are their own harshest critics, and I think you are suffering from the same thing. There's plenty of depth in your story. Cas's coming to terms with what it means to be a...

The stale air in the catacombs of the Jasite temple was making him sneeze, and he’d had just about enough. Enough of the air. Enough of the piles of scrolls and books, haphazardly stacked, with no appreciation for keeping them in any semblance of order or thought given to preserving whatever...

Sol liked coloured glass. He’d first seen it in Dennovar, had no chance before then, but he’d straight away loved it. Not the pictures, though they were nice, but the way the light shone through the panes on a clear day. Like standing in a rainbow. The first time he’d seen a rainbow, he’d only...

Two days later, they reached Brindol, having passed through the first farms under the flag of the city before first light. The city had a commanding position, atop a high hill overlooking the Elsir, circled by thick stone walls. Already, it showed the signs of a town readying for war. Warriors...