Campaign Chronicles

TWO DAYS AGO... Garek Uth Fane swung down from the saddle on the green dragon's back. He had just spent the last few hours riding from Pashin to Ak-Krin. Dozens of Khurs gathered along the main path leading through the village. Batu Khan was at the front of the group. "I see someone got my message," the horseman laughs. "What is the rest of it worth to you?" Garek frowns, "I am not here to bargain. Tell me where the Solamnic is. My... ride," he nods his head in the direction of the dragon, "hungers. I will allow him to feed on your people if I do not get the answers I seek." Batu smiles, "You could do that. But if that happens, then I can promise you that I will be the first person your dragon must slay and I am the only one who knows where your knight is heading." The two men stare at each other for a minute. Garek shakes his, "You must be insane." Another laugh from the Khan, "Not at all. I just respond more re...

02 Deepkolt 349 AC Shadow gathers the companions together and tell them, “Good hunting, my friends. Let us banish this goblin scourge from these lands.” As he stands before them in obviously mismatched goblin clothes and gear covering his own, he has a mischievous look in his eyes. “I figure we will fly until we get close to the camp and then I will take the form of one of the goblins, Skulk, what’s his name. And tell them that I encountered a black elf asleep last night and stole his magic. And now I can FLY!”  The Drow spreads his arms and runs as a child would flying around his friends like a bird. “Then I will pull out the scroll and cast mass charm on them to help them believe in my cause to take over!  Then, we unleash chaos on the camp. And my favorite kind of chaos is uncontrolled fire.” With that, Shadow steps back and crosses his arms, adjusts the goblin gear a little bit. He looks at Grotto and says “how do I look?” Grotto looks at his friend, "Very convincing. I f...

Earth-218, Seattle, 2050 AD Neon bled through the grimy, rain-streaked windows of Chonky's .  The place smelled of old fryer oil and regret hung heavy in the air. Raven sat in the naugahyde booth, long dark hair tied with a leather cord, green pirate jacket looking wildly out of place surrounded by chrome fixtures and flickering holo-menus. His hand rested near the hilt of Nightwatcher, wrapped carefully in cloth beneath the table. Across from him, Rudy , once the superhero known as Char —broad, scarred, and with a lot more white in his hair than he liked to think about —sipped coffee from a Styrofoam cup, a Big Chungus with fries sitting before him. “I know you can't be poisoned but,” the elf said, ears twitching as a synthesizer music rattled the walls, “you actually eat this stuff ?” The man snorted. “Hey, it’s cheap and open at 2 a.m. Who am I to judge?" The door slid open with a hiss. Three punks walked in—neon mohawks, tattoos scrawled across their necks, pierci...

Altan (left) and Davaa (right) Batu assigned Altan and Davaa to serve as Arthur and Agnes' guides across Khur and to send information about them back to him whenever they got the chance. After Davaa was nearly killed and Agnes used healing magic to save his life, Altan had a crisis of faith and began looking for signs of the the gods' return. Davaa, while grateful, remained loyal to his Khan and kept informing on the two adventurers.  Note:  Altan and Davaa were 3rd level when they departed Ak-Krin in Arthur's employ. Davaa and Altan of the Mayakur: Human (Khur)  Fighter 5 CR: 5     Medium Humanoid (Human)     HD: 5d10+4 (36 hp) Init: +3     Spd: 30'     AC: 16 (Studded Leather Armor, +3 Dex), t: 13, ff: 13 Attacks: (BAB +5, Grap +7); +9 Composite (+2 Str) Shortbow: 1d6+4 (20/×3, 70') or +7 Saber: 1d6+2 (19-20/×2) or +7 Dagger: 1d4+2 (19-20/×2, 10') or +10 Bloodletter (Davaa onl...

02 Deepkolt 349 AC Shadow fills Raven in on his plan to infiltrate the goblin camp, charm some to fight the others and drive them into the ambush. “So get some rest, I was about to go but we can roll out in the morning with the “You-guys-will-not-believe-what-we-saw-last-night tales” at the goblin camp Grotto looks for Ornforithalas. He finds the guard captain speaking with Commander Parnitha. The guard captain is sharpening his spear and looks up from their conversation. The dwarf explains to both his experience in the abandoned temple and his dream from the night before. The commander, who has just been informed of the slaughter at the homestead replies, "Whatever these goblins get, they have coming to them. You can call it revenge if you want, but it sounds like justice to me." Ornforithalas adds, "Kiri-Jolith is the god of justice. If you found a horn and saw another in your dream, it could be a vision. You said that the voice in the temple asked if you would figh...