JimAde
First Post
Here be the in-game thread. I hope everyone has fun.
OOC Thread: http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=146180
RG Thread: http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=146978
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It was a long strange road that led you to the mountain trails above Highdale*. The five of you have traveled together for several years, and seen more of the world than most people ever get to. Your recent sojourn to far Cathay was both edifying and profitable. The secret pass you've discovered through the Slayworth mountains could mean truly vast wealth if properly managed. It could also mean a huge tactical advantage over the orcish horde currently locked in battle with the armies of Osserik and Graesholm some 50 miles north of here.
You've managed to cross the high pass before the snows, and now, on this beautiful, crisp autumn day you are leading your horses along a narrow but clear trail through wooded foothills. The trees are aflame with color and the dry leaves crackle underfoot as you move along. The thought of a comfortable bed in Highdale's modest inn has you all in high spirits.
Suddenly as you round a shoulder of rock, you see an odd sight. Scattered across the trail and among the trees nearby are sheets of strange white fabric. Taking a moment to look around, you quickly realize that it's not fabric at all. Phantoms of old fear return to you as you are forcibly reminded of the horrid things you once fought in Pannonia. Great spider-things called from a nightmare world by a madman. You were victorious then, but it seems the creatures, or something like them, have come to Osserik.
Then you notice one mound of webbing is moving slightly. You tense, ready for a fight, when you hear a low moan come from the web. You hear someone calling in a hoarse, feeble voice for help.
*Highdale and all the other place names mentioned in this initial post are from my home campaign. To be perfectly honest they probably won't mean much during the course of this adventure, but I like some background.
OOC Thread: http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=146180
RG Thread: http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=146978
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It was a long strange road that led you to the mountain trails above Highdale*. The five of you have traveled together for several years, and seen more of the world than most people ever get to. Your recent sojourn to far Cathay was both edifying and profitable. The secret pass you've discovered through the Slayworth mountains could mean truly vast wealth if properly managed. It could also mean a huge tactical advantage over the orcish horde currently locked in battle with the armies of Osserik and Graesholm some 50 miles north of here.
You've managed to cross the high pass before the snows, and now, on this beautiful, crisp autumn day you are leading your horses along a narrow but clear trail through wooded foothills. The trees are aflame with color and the dry leaves crackle underfoot as you move along. The thought of a comfortable bed in Highdale's modest inn has you all in high spirits.
Suddenly as you round a shoulder of rock, you see an odd sight. Scattered across the trail and among the trees nearby are sheets of strange white fabric. Taking a moment to look around, you quickly realize that it's not fabric at all. Phantoms of old fear return to you as you are forcibly reminded of the horrid things you once fought in Pannonia. Great spider-things called from a nightmare world by a madman. You were victorious then, but it seems the creatures, or something like them, have come to Osserik.
Then you notice one mound of webbing is moving slightly. You tense, ready for a fight, when you hear a low moan come from the web. You hear someone calling in a hoarse, feeble voice for help.
*Highdale and all the other place names mentioned in this initial post are from my home campaign. To be perfectly honest they probably won't mean much during the course of this adventure, but I like some background.

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