Back For More
Feb03

Back For More

(22 Lormesta 5116, Ta’Illistim) How did it start? The way most of these kinds of stories start…a friend asked if I wanted to share an adventuring patrol with him. “Is there a cleric in town?” I asked. “Because I think I will need one in there…” “There is some sort of creature problem…” Mister Barreaus told me. We both knew it could be anything, but this was a good deal better than...

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That’s What Friends Are For
May11

That’s What Friends Are For

(9 Ivastaen 5115: Ta’Illistim) Not every rescue is from the jaws of death. The Adventuring Guild assigned the bardess to recover an heirloom from a spectral lord. It seemed like a good enough match for her. Aetheri went with her to that area regularly so she could earn her next step for the Order of Voln. She would just save the job until he was around. She came in from a successful hunt in the Teorainn Dale, and tarried on the dais...

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How Many People Does It Take…
May05

How Many People Does It Take…

(4 Ivastaen 5115: Ta’Illistim) How Many People Does It Take To Help A Bardess? “The only kind of luck I am having today is bad luck,” she thought. She glanced at her fractured and bleeding leg and her hand as she sat at the Hanging Gardens, snacking on acantha leaves like she had not eaten for days. The Teorainn Dale had not been good to her.”I would rise to curtsy and greet you, too, Mister Kitagaen, but...

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Icy Mountain Breakdown
Mar17

Icy Mountain Breakdown

(16 Charlatos 5115, On Glatoph) Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the ancient ice troll approaching … and it was on! She’d had success here with the ice trolls; the snow crones, however, were quite another story. But if everything went well, she could put a snow crone down before the creepy hag hurt her too badly. Once before, she’d taken on a job to put a particularly dangerous ice troll out of commission. But...

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The Eye of The … Lynx
Feb11

The Eye of The … Lynx

(10 Fashanos 5115: The Landing) I had just sat down in Town Square to play my harp when the man asked, “Who’s taking me hunting?” I glanced at him and thought to myself, “He seems more than capable of taking himself hunting.” He was a tall elf with piercing crystal green eyes and auburn hair that could use a comb – and an even trim. The Huntmaster wore the scars on his chest and on his leather cloak...

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Third Time is The Charm, Right?
Feb08

Third Time is The Charm, Right?

(7 Fashanos 5115: The Landing) The Spider Temple. Ugh, what a place. I thought it looked like an appropriate place to hunt, and research showed that the acolytes were not supposed to be as dangerous as the priests and priestesses. So I struck out on the adventure. Alone.   The First Trip I told Miss Gingie where I was going and left town on my own up to the trail off of Old Mine Road. Entering the temple, I tip-toed through the...

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Bag of Cookies on the Mountain
Feb06

Bag of Cookies on the Mountain

(5 Fashanos 5115: The Landing) Drektor asks, “You understand this trip is kinda like eatin’ a bag of cookies for dinner?” I had to laugh at that. What an appropriate metaphor. The mountain was Sentoph. The cookies were Storm Giants laid flat out on the ground, (relatively) harmless. And the dinner was for me on this adventure, we had just looted the first giant. Seriously, I did know and understand that I honestly...

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Ladies’ Night Out
Feb05

Ladies’ Night Out

(2 Fashanos 5115: Wehntoph, outside the Landing) This week’s lovely surprise was from that man at the Adventuring Guild, of all people! He has started offering me tasks which are not fatal. I have done more for him in the past week than I have in months. After several successful jobs for him in my regular hunting area (!) he tossed out a few of the usual murderous ones. I think he just wanted to remind me who was in charge. No...

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Supper
Feb04

Supper

(3 Fashanos 5115: The Landing) “There’s food …” and he nodded to the table. I already smelled the delicious salmon, but someone else was sitting at the table. Truth be told, even if there was not, I would still have waited for his invitation. I always do. I look forward to quiet dinners, but they seem to be more difficult to find of late. Tonight’s star was the wrapped and steamed salmon, which...

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Addicted To Haste
Jan25

Addicted To Haste

(24 Lormesta 5115: The Landing) He walked into town square, and returned to normal speed. Who would guess that would be the portent of an unforgettable adventure? It barely registered on the young bardess, though. She was hurt, and seriously diseased from an encounter with a warcat during the first moments of her hunting outing. “Take your time, I do not think this will kill me,” she whispered to Miss Solstys, who was the...

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