Posts

Tarithnesti - Morning Comes to the Forest

Image
07 Deepkolt 349 AC AT THE OTHER FARMHOUSE Kysek floats above the trees, his eyes trained to the east, scanning the forest and the river. He calculates the distance back to Tarithnesti - just over an hour on griffonback. It would have to do. He sends a message to Romulus telling him of his intention; he says, “Enemies coming, heading to assist Ornforithalas; they’re going to need it based on my search.” "Understood," the halfling replies, "I'll have the troops form up and we will be there as fast as we can." Dusk arrives a minute later, her keen eyes picking out her master's form above the treetops. She swoops down and he swings into the saddle with practiced ease. The elf point her toward the city and gives her the lead as he threads and buckles the straps that will keep him in place during combat. The pair fly north and east, racing toward the elven city. The sun continues to rise, reminding Kysek that he has been up all night. The miles pass below, tre...
Post a Comment
Read more

Road Trip to the Dragon Isles - Escape from the Sands of Time

Image
02 Deepkolt 349 AC Arthur paces back and forth his nerves never settling down. He flips the silver dagger end over end in his hand as he waits. The storm outside howling on just like the storm with in him. "Come on...where are you..." He head out into the hall and listens. MEANWHILE... Granite leans forward in his seat, "Look, lad. I'm not going to lie to ya. I don't much care for bargaining this morning. I, and me friends, be looking to leave this place. I, and me friends, be thinking that this storm ain't natural. And I, and me friends, also be thinking that you might know a way to get around it." Phineas, who has been fiddling with his Shock 'n' Awe-atron, returns a screwdriver to one of his many pockets and rises to his feet. He turns a dial and the machine begins to emit a high-pitched whine. Steam leaks out of the seams. He doesn't point his powerful invention at Nicholas, more waving it in his general direction as the whine shifts i...
Post a Comment
Read more

Tarithnesti - Battle of the Farmhouse

Image
07 Deepkolt 349 AC AT THE OTHER FARMHOUSE As Kysek sends Bubo ahead; he instructs his raptor companion to search the left and right sides of the tracks the enemies left as they came in and to report anything out of the ordinary. Kysek himself follows the tracks as they lie. He stays silent and unseen as he moves forward. He goes out approximately a quarter-mile, searching for any signs of reinforcements following behind the initial attackers. He searches the ground and keeps an eye to the skies as well. The pair finds plenty of tracks and follows them back toward where they came from. They eventually reach the Thon-Thalus River where they locate three rowboats pulled up onto the shore. Bubo flies to the far bank and looks around. There are dozens, if not hundreds of footprints in the mud and melted snow going in numerous directions. Kysek sends a message to Romulus; “There are more! Prepare! Release Dusk! I’ll meet her in the tree tops!” He instructs Bubo to circle and find any signs...
Post a Comment
Read more

Road Trip to the Dragon Isles - Trapped in the Sands of Time

Image
02 Deepkolt 349 AC Morning does not arrive so much as thr black of night fades into a silvery-gray haze. As soon as the group wakes, Granite explains what he learned. Arthur gives the word and the party makes ready to leave. Agnes opens the door. The hallway stands empty, just polished stone and sconces with purple flames lighting the way. Before they can make it more than a few steps, they hear footfalls approaching. Nicholas appears from around the bend in the corridor. "Ahhh... you are awake. I come bearing news." Arthur looks at Nicholas, "What is this news?" Nicholas gestures lightly down the corridor. “A storm has settled over the Sands of Time. It formed not long before dawn.” Davaa frowns, “There was no wind last night.” Nicholas nods, “Yes. That is… not uncommon here.” Granite grumbles. Nicholas continues, unbothered. “Travel would be… unwise. The sands are unstable. Visibility is poor.” The howl of wind echoes through the tower. "Granite, h...
Post a Comment
Read more