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The Battle for Tarithnesti (Part 4)

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07 Deepkolt 349 AC EN ROUTE TO TARITHNESTI Kysek watches Dusk as she runs off into the woods. He turns, peering through the branches, and pulls out a scroll. The parchment cracks as the elf unrolls it. He begins to read. The ink begins to glow and smoke as each word is spoken aloud. As the syllable leaves his lips, a sizzling hiss fills the air as a gleaming blade of pure energy made physical appears. Kysek points and the sword flies through the air, slashing at the wizard-bearing wyrm as if wielded by an invisible hand, slicing through the scales on the side of its snout. The green dragon jerks its head to one side as the blade hits, forcing wyrm and rider to split their attention as Raven flies past. The dragon's head whips around, emerald jaws snapping shut where he had been a heartbeat earlier. Raven twists aside, avoiding fangs the size of a dagger. The robed rider turns in the saddle, eyes widening as the warrior closes. Despite the danger, a smug smile spreads across the...

Road Trip to the Dragon Isles NPCs - The Land of Khur (Part 2)

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Granite was hired to lead Arthur and Agnes from Ak-Baral to Hangman's Harbor. He often speaks in Dwarven metaphors. He is the rightful clan lord of  Ginfardwgak, a dwarven holding beneath the region known as the Delving. He has turned down his title several times, preferring a life on the open road. Granite Shalecutter:  male Hill Dwarf (Hylar) Fighter 4/Noble 5/Merchant Prince 3 CR:  12     Medium Humanoid (Dwarf)      HD:  4d10+8 plus 5d8+10 plus 3d6+6 (81 hp) Init:  +1      Spd:  20'      AC: 23 ( Chain Shirt +3, Heavy Steel Shield +2, Beard Clasp of Protection +1, +1 Dex), t: 12, ff: 22 Attacks:   (BAB +9; Grap +10);   +12/+7  Warhammer +3: 1d8+4 (20/×3) or  +10 (additional +1 hit/damage within 30')  Heavy Crossbow +1: 1d10+1 (19-20/×2, 120') SA:  Arcane Spells (CL3, DC12 + spell level, 2/1) SQ:  Coordinate +1, Dwarf Traits, Inspire ...

Road Trip to the Dragon Isles - Deep Shale Hold (Part 3)

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04 Newkolt 349 AC Harvek’s memorial was held in the Hall of Ancestors, a vast chamber carved from black granite veined with silver. All two hundred of the clan's dwarves attend. Granite’s cousin, Fargain, officiated the ceremony. Harvek Ironthane's armor,  battered and torn by umber hulk claws, had been cleaned but not repaired. It rested atop a stone coffin. His warhammer had been laid across his chest. Shard Thornwallen, commander of the militia, spoke, " Harvek Ironthane died where every dwarf hopes to die. With steel in hand and his kin behind him. The ranks of the honored dead welcome him." Brunna Ironthane approached the bier carrying a heavy stoneware mug. S he filled the mug from a cask of dark ale and set it beside her brother, kissed his head, and whispered, "Save me a seat," before stepping aside. One by one, every dwarf in the hold approached Harvek’s casket. A miner placed a small iron chisel. A brewer left a polished tankard. A smith laid ...