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An appropriate update for Thatch's player's birthday. Part the One-Hundred Seventy-First In which: Thatch sees Attendants at work. Meanwhile, Thatch—with Eva his ever-present companion—decides to take advantage of his recent temple affiliation, and goes to talk to the Attendants. “I’ve been...

Happy Birthday to Me! Part the One-Hundred Seventieth In which: we tell a tale of two libraries. Reyu decides that, since they are going to be seeking a captain to take them to Barnabus’ island, it would be appropriate to seek lodging near the docks. She wanders past several taverns populated...

Kiara is always played by Snippet. This session we didn't have any guest-stars, so Annika is down with her usual NPC self.

Part the One-Hundred Sixty-Ninth In which: remember that fifth archmage? We’re going to have to figure out where he lives. Eva stares into the campfire, hugging her knees to her chest. The party has traveled down the Sea Road for several days since their encounter with the Shesher. Tomorrow...

Wow. This is awesome. :D Well, here's what the Ebisite Justicar had to say about the matter. Part the One-Hundred Sixty-Eighth In which: judgment is rendered. It takes three days for the Ebisite military Justicar to arrive. In the interim, Reyu informs the party that she will not return...

It recently occurred to me that another non-obvious factor here as far as PC motivations were concerned--at least for Lira--had to do with the fact that since we'd been in Ebis, the local human populace had not exactly endeared themselves to us. Lt. Kahtib seemed to be a stand-up guy, but his...

You know, since I suspect that this plan has stalled out due to technical difficulties, one thing that would be very simple to do, but still useful to browsing readers, is to encourage authors to put something along the lines of the index entry in the first post of their thread. That way a...

Screw the Shesher, Lira never would have gone for that. Sure, challenges are great and all, but a duel with the War Hand? That's just giving the elf permission to slug her a few times before she takes the ear anyway.

I've talked to the gang and am trying to pin down schedules. I suspect that Saturday is the most likely day for Halmae presence of any size.

Part the One-Hundred Sixty-Seventh In which: someone gets something cut-off… but it’s not who or what you think. The talks are long and difficult. Lira experiments with keeping both sides together to discuss their disagreements… then with giving them time and space to cool-off as she and Eva...

Part the One-Hundred Sixty-Sixth In which: the party finally finds someone who seems glad for their involvement. “What was that?” Lt. Katib demands of Reyu once they are back in daylight again. “A desert dialect,” Reyu offers. “Perhaps your translator is unfamiliar with it.” “Ehkt’s left...

Hey what's not to like? The other factor at work here was that after years the end of our mission to contact the five archmages was so close we could smell it. We were on an archmage roll. And as rewarding as it had been, the last time we'd gotten sucked into a villager-helping side trek it...

Hey, cut me some slack, the characters are just about to hit 6th level, but Lira' still only a 4th level sorcerer. What else is she going to do, cat's grace her enemies to death? :) Seriously, thank you for your kind words, and I'm glad you're enjoying the story. Oh, and MTR, don't think...

Now, now. There will be no brain-eating in this story hour... Yet. Part the One-Hundred Sixty-Fifth: In which: we explore the intricacies of communicating with Elves. Once the party is out of Jamaldeen’s earshot, Lira allows herself the luxury of a good eye-roll. “What a dumbass.” “Did...

Part the One-Hundred Sixty-Fourth In which: a reluctant fighter meets an obligated officer and a sassy sorcerer narrowly preserves her back. Following that revelation, the party stops to reconsider their position. Many members are ready to turn back for the Sea Road right then and there. On...

Part the One-Hundred Sixty-Third In which: the party talks to the… you know, that women in charge of the war. Their guide takes off at a run, and the party is hard-pressed to follow. After several hours, they are forced to ask her to slow down and allow them to catch their breaths. The woman...

Oh, I'm not proud about it, but it really did. :o After the first time, no one even had to make the joke. I'd just flash the "palm out" sign to Eva's player across the table, and we'd both lose it. WisdomLikeSilence did so much good background work on the elves, came up with their whole...

Part the One-Hundred Sixty-Second In which: Thatch reflects on traditional Elven greetings. Much cooled and refreshed from their impromptu bath, the group eventually resumes the road for Nayarii. A few hours walk down the road, Lira asks a question that’s been nagging at her. “What are we...

Quick catch-up on comments: You are completely right. Heck, the party is just about to hit sixth level, at this point in the story, and we're pretty bad-ass at this point. I mean, not Manaal levels of bad-ass, but at least a little bad. Ah, grant applications. Makes me long for my days...

Part the One-Hundred Sixty-First In which: our heroes go from fire to water. After very lengthy prayers at noon, Manaal descends along with Lira and opens a gap in the wall of the tower so that the rest of the party can check on their horses and camels. Manaal also informs the party that she...