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The silver-masked girl gasps in pain at the onslaught, swaying but not quite falling under the repeated blows. Joy's intervention gives her the opportunity to duck underneath another stroke from the mud lasher, whereupon she quickly backpedals away from it. She crosses her arms in front of her...

Thanks, that's good advice that I may well take.... but I was looking for responses along the lines of "I'm working on something for the 6th level group", whereupon I would concentrate on the 1st levels. Or vice versa. :)

You might keep an eye on this thread: Upcoming adventures, where DMs sometimes (not always) talk about future adventures.

So, there's a cluster of players around 6/7, and another cluster at level 1 in the tavern. Anyone have anything cooking? I'm contemplating throwing something quick together, but I don't have any specific plans yet. I certainly can't handle both parties; does anyone else have something in...

Welcome, treex! Without doing a full review, it looks like your character sheet isn't quite finished yet. It's missing a number of things from the math section, and some numbers are clearly wrong (AC, for example). Other things that jumped out at me during a 30-second skim: There's no...

"Eww, what are those... things?" the Starling asks, whipping her dagger out. She does not wait for an answer, but sends a streak of silvery force on an erratic spiraling path toward one of the larger devils. It strikes squarely, and caroms off toward the nearest mud creature, but the twisting...

The Starling hesitates, looking between the temptingly unlocked iron door and the hallway. "Shouldn't we try the main rooms first?" she asks, unsure of herself. "I mean, this room looks kind of... um, private?" she finishes lamely, waving her hands to try to convey something that she can't...

The Starling startles as Halleck begins shouting, then shoots him a relieved smile. "Oh, good. I was afraid you guys were going to be the cautious, sneaky types. This is much more heroic."

"I wonder where these all came from," the Starling murmurs, fingering a worn treatise. "Surely not from these islands? Our host must have some fascinating stories to tell... If he weren't such a cranky-pants."

"It's like an upside-down library," the girl in the silver mask whispers, her voice carrying in the still air. "Maybe this is where he keeps all the old junk he has people bring to him. Do you think he keeps digging deeper into the ground when he needs more room? If so, maybe the oldest stuff...

How far down can we see? How many balconies are visible in that distance? Does the "inverse tower" taper as it descends, or are the walls vertical? If the former, does that give any clue as to how far down this thing goes? Also, how far across is the central hole, at the level we're at...

High above, a winged shape passes overhead, too distant to make out clearly. For just a moment, the sun's light seems thin and cold, and you feel a chill down the back of your neck. Then the creature wheels behind a cloud, and the moment passes. I'm following this; I might as well officially...

I just launched it successfully from the web site. I don't have any actual campaign files to check it on here at the moment, but it started up okay.

Yeah, I wasn't really trying to accomplish anything with P's last outburst, other than a bit of characterization. There's a difference (at least to her) between being invited in and just barging in, even if the front door is wide open. And I thought it was funny to have her harangue a...

The Silver Starling stamps her boot in anger. "We need this information, you... you... miscreant! There's going to be a war, and if we don't find the true heir and stop it in time, thousands of people are going to die and it will be all your fault! And if you don't care about that, it means...

"My name? I..." Caught off guard, the girl in the silver mask stands open-mouthed for a long moment, paralyzed with indecision, then shakes her head regretfully. "I can't. It's too... If certain people found out, they could... No. I'm sorry, Halleck. For now, I must remain the Silver...

Once the pyre is lit and it seems clear that no other corpses will rise to confront them just yet, the girl in the silver mask seems to recover some of her poise. She marches over to Halleck. "Halleck. You're a very charming man, but if you call me 'lover' in the middle of a fight... Well...

Disclaimer: answers refer only to my knowledge of events, which is anything hardly complete. I've missed a lot of happenings in more recent adventures. Mmm, not really. Early on in L4W, we avoided creating a single powerful criminal organization, preferring instead to let individual DMs...

The silver-masked girl falls to her knees after the battle, eyes squeezed tightly shut and trembling fists clenched as she struggles to slow her breathing. Eventually she succeeds, and with the help of slow, deep breaths, she carefully sheathes her dagger and relaxes her hands. Then, wincing...

The Starling ducks behind Joy, away from the wight. She points her dagger again and a crackle of lightning dances just over Halleck's shoulder to singe the wight, barely missing him. Move: shift to L10 Minor: sustain Standard: chaos bolt vs. wight 1: 21 vs. will for 17 psychic damage. Odd...