Tomorrow we run for Gren. Where he is, I can not know, but I hope he is well, if not safe.

Though I know it isn’t fitting, considering my reputation, as well as status… as well as his… prior engagements… I find that… I miss him.
Gren is the closest thing I’ve had to family since my mentor… passed away. At first I thought it would be a short wait till when we would see him again, but as the months dragged on…

I suppose I know how a mother feels, when a child is ripped away from her.

For now, we race. For the good of Gren, for the good of his tribe, and if it can be helped, for the good of the world. It won’t be easy, that much is certain. The competition will be fierce.

There are the braves of Gren’s tribe, able bodied men all.
Then there are the creatures from the swamp. The Kou-toa. Dangerous swimmers, and fighters.

Neither seem to match up to the… Emmissary from our good friend Bastel.
A Necromancer, A drider, A man from the north who looks to be a man of great strength, a quickling, and a (to be entered later).

They are our enemies. Our true enemies.

If they win… I fear for gren’s sake… and the sake of the world…

… what… what is this…

I… I don’t understand why these things are happening… I…

I wouldn’t beleive it if I hadn’t seen it, and then further heard the reports from the eyes and ears of my dear comrades.

My Guild… the institution that has supported and trained me, that had been my family since my first days… is untrue… Though they appear to be autonomous, they are working with the very force we’ve been trying to stop. The Lord Bastel. Or… at least I can assume that. But… either way, the first seal, as the Doc called it, is broken. What that means is nothing good as far as I can tell.

Either way… I… I need time alone, and blood on my sword… there’s a lot I need to think about…

Ombre Zamir

I

So, with the various members dropping out and the new and exciting Dark Sun campaign as much as we would like to deny it we need to realize that we are just about done with this campaign. Level 30 was never realistic. And with various people leaving on vacations and the time we are devoting to our Dark Sun adventures level 20 is beginning to seem unlikely too. I propose we have a grand finale sooner rather than later.

I know its sad. I know many of us had great plans for the future. Unanswered questions about our various character’s story lines outnumber the answered ones. But, it must be done. And if it must be done, let’s make it epic.

The first question is, of course, who gets/has to DM it. The DM gets to completely plan out the story’s resolution but also, therefore, has to sit out on the “Final Boss” fight. It’s a big decision. I, zbru92, volunteer. Note I said volunteer. I am not making the decision for the rest of the group. If someone else feels they deserve to DM the end more than I do feel free to step up and we can decide as a group who will do it. (Let’s try to keep it civil, of course.) If we do decide that I will do it, I want to do it big. This will not be just one night of adventuring. And I plan to conclude everything.

So, if I end up doing this I want everyone to send me the things they planned on revealing about their characters and how they hoped their stories would end. Obviously I can’t get every secret revealed but I will do my best to form it into a full story. Sacrifices will have to be made, unfortunately. But I will do my best to give everyone a satisfying ending. In all honesty, if we did play to 30th level we would’ve faced this problem with the ending regardless. Tis the problem with shared DMing. But perhaps it is more fun to leave some mysteries unanswered, so if the story continues sometime in the future we have more to see and discover.

I promise you big. I promise you epic. I promise you satisfying. but, most importantly, I promise you fun. Let’s go out with a bang!

Golden Moon has under gone some changes since Mark has gotten his hands on it. Now serving as the main base for the One Way Mercenaries and the Caravan, they come here and rest between Adventures. Currently a group of Dragonborn who are allied with Mark look after the town while the group is away, and on Mark’s request have built onto the town adding 20 new buildings to the original 20 and construction on a wall has started. Along with the Dragonborn, members of the Mercenary group Mark was originally from(Atlas, Volia, etc..) also occupy Golden Moon, helping where they can. It is now between the adventures of level 14 and 15. Mark is starting to put more thought into managing the town and rather than having members of the group and caravan randomly use houses while they stop and rest, he wants members to set up shop while they relax, having members who want to stay somewhere rather than travel, stay in Golden Moon. In this RP, you can roleplay with the NPCs and other players, in whats basically a vacation, while also setting up your own houses and buildings. This is just for fun, don’t RP if you don’t want to, and take anything in here too seriously.

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I’ll just keep this short. So post here if you wanna give this a shot. I’ll download all the image files and send them to you so you don’t have to do all that work. Post here if you would like to use this tabletop. Download it and look at the tutorials.

This address our issue of being able to finish our campaign before Summer’s end. I have taken both looks at the links that Andrew has posted and sadly, neither GlitterComm nor Masterplan will run on Mac. Masterplan is an .exe file, which my system [Mac OSX] cannot run. GlitterComm, however requires Windows, which is quite unfortunate. This being known, our options are quite limited. Here our options atm.

• We punch forward weekly to lvl 20 and end there.

• I attempt to scrounge up the money to purchase Windows for Mac. (Op. Systems can run on any type of computer, for anyone who did not know.) This would be the least favorable option for me for personal expense reasons.

• We can wait for WOTC to release the Virtual Table, as it will be able to run on Macs, from what I’ve been told. This, however, would require a bit of waiting, as the release of the VT is unknown.

• We find programs that will work on Mac. (Good luck, Programming God hates Mac users!

• Though it pains me to say it, I am willing to leave the group. I would still come here for updates and possibly participate in RolePlay, but as far as actual game play would go, I would not be able to participate. I completely understand if this solution is reached, and I will not hold it against any of you. It is for the good of the group and I’d rather you not let me bring this down.

With this said, I will let you guys decide how to go about this. If anyone finds programs similar to GC and MP that will work on a Mac, let me know ASAP. Happy Hunting!

First, If you want, here’s a discussion on this very topic. Read through if you wish. http://forum.rpg.net/showthread.php?474622-What-makes-a-good-quot-D-amp-D-quot-puzzle

What makes a good puzzle in a D&D game? Is it block pushing? A logic puzzle?
Is it a group of traps that the pcs must either navigate at peril to life and limb, or help the rogue disable them with a skill challenge, possibly making the challenges harder in the end?

Which is more fun?

Is the old Block pushing puzzle the one for you, or is a game of wits more your kind of thing? Indiana Jones and The last Crusade © or the classic skill challenge?

I leave this up to you. What do you guys think, and why?

First, If you want, here’s a discussion on this very topic. Read through if you wish. http://forum.rpg.net/showthread.php?474622-What-makes-a-good-quot-D-amp-D-quot-puzzle

What makes a good puzzle in a D&D game? Is it block pushing? A logic puzzle?
Is it a group of traps that the pcs must either navigate at peril to life and limb, or help the rogue disable them with a skill challenge, possibly making the challenges harder in the end?

Which is more fun?

Is the old Block pushing puzzle the one for you, or is a game of wits more your kind of thing? Indiana Jones and The last Crusade © or the classic skill challenge?

I leave this up to you. What do you guys think, and why?

On a rather lackluster day during a long time traveling, you hear what appears to be a royal procession appear. You turn around to see a multitude of slaves of different races carrying a huge litter made of stone and copper shaped like a dragon head. A short figure in an oversize red cloak pops out of the dragon’s moth and quickly extends his hand, which projects a loud thunder clap. Then he shouts, “My liege ssssssseeksssssss the one known assssssss Doctor Atlantassssssss!”

The time has finally come. The DDi account expired and as previously stated i am no longer willing to change it. If you wish to retrieve your characters send me a message and I’ll export it to you. Don’t get any ideas; I’m changing the password.

For days now, the drow assassin, Tsynne, has laid in bed in a state of hibernation. After many different methods to wake her, Tsynne still remains asleep. You decide that it is time to resort to psionic powers to wake her. You spreed a call for Psions to local communities in hopes that a competent one will come along. After 2 days, you are told that a pair of hooded figures come to Golden Moon, one of which is riding on horse back, the other walking along side. You greet them at the gates, to which the rider asks “Greetings, would one of you happen to be Mr. Mark Lox? I came here to look at his drow friend”

Alright, the problem of the Silver Greatsword has been resolved.

Now the only question is, should the weapons made from the greatsword have the same property (which is either an additional 1d6, or 1d10 psychic damage) or should it be some other property entirely?

The caravan has been traveling across Arcadia, entering an area known as the southern wastes. Really, a quite boring place, but at least you get a break from the ‘stardom’ you’ve achieved through the S.O.N.‘s broadcast plays. At about the third day into your journey across the wastes, you notice a lone figure, about human-sized traveling across the wastes. He is mounted on horseback from the looks of it, though it’s hard to discern anything more as of yet. (perception) Either way, the moment he sees the caravan, he changes his path to make a bee-line towards it.

This RP occurs several days after Andrew’s adventure.
Note: during the course of Andrew’s adventure, Tsynne was knocked out and has yet to wake up.

After several days, the group has determined that Tsynne’s coma is due to a magical force. Gren, Atlanta and all other magic users have been unable to revive her. She is not dead, as Dr. Atlanta uses basic magic to transfer nutrients into her body in a form of feeding her. aside by her constant breathing, the occasional panting and sweating, and a cry of pain, tsynne has remained entirely inactive. The group believes that Tsynne is suffering from an issue in the deep reaches of her mind. The group fears the worst and begins to look outside the camp for help.

Recently, a newsletter, detailing all of the local news across the plane, details a Scion named Reyalf, a young mage who has excelled in the arts of mind magic. It is said that he can preform a ritual that will allow people into the dreams of another. You decide to look for the young mage, and after many days of search, find him in a small quaint village. As you open the door, you hear the voice of the man speaking to you from his mind.

“Greetings, travelers. Do you, too wish to journey into the dreams of one another?”

This chronologically takes place right before Andrew’s adventure, but after Kyle’s

The caravan inches along at a slow pace on this late winter morning. It’s been a slow couple of days but in some respects you’re a bit happy to have a break. A light shower starts and those with wagons and carts start covering their things. The Polan’i are out front scouting ahead and most of you are helping waterproof everything or keep the rear watched. Suddenly Bjorkus rides up to you and says “We spotted figures in cloaks standing in the road up ahead waiting for something. They’re armed, and 10 copper says we’re their targets”

The rains starts to pick up as you arrive near the cloaked figures. As you get nearer you start to get an odd feeling in your head. (A fairly high Arcana or Dungeoneering revels it’s a psychic projection, training tells that it’s coming from the figures and its just enough to glean basic information from a person’s mind. Vague emotions, personality traits and the person’s self image, which includes name, race, and talents, I trust you guys to roleplay accordingly) the figures are all oddly shaped and distinctly Non-human, but the cloaks mask any further identification.
You all hear a psychic voice being projected in your native tongue that says “We have come for the key, sacrifice it so that it may complete its task.”

Ahh, well I guess it’s been awhile since I have reflected on recent happenings, so I guess this one is going to be about our latest adventure, the atonement of Normanton. By the way, to give you an idea of how eventful and interesting it was, I can’t tell if I’m so peaceful because of the adrenaline that recently finished coursing through me, the amount of blood loss possibly making me delirious, or the new paramour I gained that can go from angelic to risqué with the slightest suggestion of intimacy, making our loving interaction go from one of public adoration to secluded passion. Oh, sorry, started to daydream a bit, anyways it all started with our travel to Normanton. As we made our way to the town, we came into the view of demons that weren’t too happy with our presence. After a couple of roadside stops, we arrived at Normanton, a hospitable village surrounded by a wall with runes along it’s outer wall, preventing demons from entering it’s confines. Upon arrival, we were introduced to the leaders and officials of this town, we met Evan Charade, Tantibus Nomed, and Loombera Halvas, who was accompanied by her daughter, a young elf by the name of Aquea Halvas. As we learned about the town, we spotted Loombera sneaking around the town’s underground trade route passages, and this eventually led to her revealing herself as a hag that unwillingly summoned demons from a portal that attacked us. After this fight, we tried asking her for information, but when she tried to utter the name of an involved demon lord, she began writhing in pain, unable to speak, so Zeus decided to end her suffering. Back on the town surface, demons showed up in the tavern, where Aquea was cowering from Evan Charade’s transformation into a demon. Throughout the fight, I protected Aquea by suffering attacks made against her and myself, eventually the fight came to a close. As we went to check on Tantibus with Aquea in tow, we found him to have become tainted as well, though toward the end of the fight as he and Charade were being taken into demonic portals, Tantibus showed signs of sorrow and sanity before disappearing with Charade and the portals. As we left, Aquea Halvas had taken quite a liking to me as I had to her, now following the party on our adventurous exploits. So that’s the story for you, now if you will excuse me I see that Aquea is displaying one of the “call signs.” “Here I come my little Wicked Succubus of Temptation! I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long, mhmhmhmhmm….”

A few days ago, we traveled to the town of Normanton and stumbled upon this town being attacked by demons. We were sent to investigate and much to our surprise the sheer quantity of Demons was incredible. I haven’t seen things like this since my last trip into the Abyss. I have never felt such fear or lust for blood. We continued to investigate and we found that one of the town’s leaders, Loombra Halvas, was actually a hag and she was summoning demons. We quickly destroyed the demons and subdued her but not without the loss of a paladin known as Kaye. Her sacrefice was noble and we will always keep her in our memories. We tried getting her to talk, and she complied until she was asked to say a certain name then she began to writhe in pain. Eventually she asked to be killed and we killed her. We took some things called soul Larvae and left to find Tantibus and Lord Charade. Lord Charade tried to break some deal and he was transformed into a demon. Ombre Killed him but The sight of him transforming caused me pain. Unimaginable Pain and I felt the need for blood, more and more blood. Incrime began taking over. We destroyed Charade but we had to deal with Tantubus Who transformed into an even more grousome Demon. Incrime felt the need to claim more blood and badly injured Tantubus but in doing so he consumed one of the Soul Larvae. I managed to regain control but since that day, I havn’t felt quite normal. I have felt almost sick, I don’t know what is going to happen to me but, I pray for the other’s safty. Please Kossuth Protect My comrades. Although I have recieved word from my brother about the location of the next Seal, we are going to the Chaos Glades.

Not long after the events in Ikemmu, and before the events of the current adventure…

After setting up camp, you notice a commotion going through the camp. Apparently something is happening close to a nearby town that is attracting quite a bit of attention, in fact most of the caravan is leaving to go see it. When you follow them, you’re greeted by a large stage, ornately decorated (but indeed, collapsible.). After paying your 5 copper, (or sneaking in, as some are prone to do) the play begins.

The Play you Stumble Across

Afterwords the crowd goes wild as you stand awestruck. The Performers all take a bow and walk offstage. The crowd begins to file out and you stand in from of the empty stage. A large pavilion is set up not far away and the cast and crew begin an opening night celebration. There is a line of fans leading in for autographs, small fireworks creating plenty of distractions, and huge tables fled with mostly unknown stage crew, so there are many ways to infiltrate…

Such transpiring events have been taking place as of recent. I transformed into my dark counterpart, Agallotro Krathatose, that I’m constantly supressing, not allowing him control of my will and reintroduce his former body over mine. Though this time, he has succeeded in beating my for control. He has ravaged many of those living in the Underdark and has slaughtered our mark, a dark creeper by the name of Dar’shhkk that had been creating undead hands as minions. In addition to his massacre, he had tamed a rust monster using his enchanted reins, having it eat blood and turning it into a black, lightning-spewing monstrosity of a rust monster. All seemed to be going foul but not out of control, though I watched in fear as he turned toward my allies in a maniacal stare, letting out a blood-curdling roar in eagerness to spill their blood. Thank Amoth that Krathatose’s former leader and “father”, Scarshoth, had subdued him before going on an even more destructive tirade. At least when we all arrived at the Nine, they managed to return the rust monster back to a more relaxed state, though were unable to reduce it’s shocking potential entirely, lessening it to little more than a spark. After some slight torture, Agallotro and Incrime waded into combat against each other, allowing Pyronin and I to allow them to weaken each other into a state in which we are able to keep them under control. Though I have begun to worry even more, as I began watch as Krathatose was being empowered by the other rare foe we normally fight against. This new force dissolved his face, leaving a dark skull underneath, and fizziling his right arm to little more than necrotic bone. As he was being infused by this power, he was being healed by evil energies and I felt myself drifting further away, almost as if I had begun to fade into the ether, though was able to retain my existence. As he struck Incrime, who proceeded to block the death-filled blow from his necrotic right claw, he transfered some of the shadow-filled energy into Incrime’s being, which began to eat away at his icy hide. Luckily, Incrime was able to end the battle into a draw by knocking both himself and Agallotro out, allowing Pyronin and I to resume control over our minds and bodies. I just hope that “dark denizen” from the deepest parts of both Agallotro’s and my mind’s recesses doesn’t show again, lest my friends be overwhelmed and I disappear into a never-ending labyrinth of nothingness…

Damn it all! Why did this have to happen, I have just realized the demon that dwells within my being. This monster is my polar opposite. He is of Ice. His powers are not normal though, they seem to be augmented with overwhelmingly dark energy. This being’s name I soon have come to figure out is Incrime. The event from the last quest seem to have triggered his materialization. As I slipped further into depression and rage, he grew in power; feeding upon the negative energy of my mind. During combat, I notice sometimes I will black out and when I come to, my hands will be stained with blood. As of late I have had a strange craving for bloodlust, this also explains why I almost killed rags. Incrime is nearly impossible to control. His power is far greater than mine. When I wake I remember nothing of what goes on in battle. The only thing I feel is bloodlust and power, it… it… it feels like nothing I have ever felt. I am in fear of his power. I guess this is what the doc meant by the cold of chaos, which means i’m going to have to protect everyone not only from outside threats but from Incrime as well. Incrime is ruthless and will kill anyone in his path. I went to the Deva Council and told them about everything and they told me about Incrime. Knowing what I must do, I proceeded to give Krathedos the battle of his life; against Incrime, though I had to hold Incrime back, who knows what would have happended had I let him out fully. Even with Incrime dealing with my power as well, he managed to draw against Krathedos, albiet knocking me unconcious along with him. This isn’t the full extent of his power though, there is more, He was holding back, like he tried to get as much fun out of battling Krathedos as possible. If I hadn’t held back his power though who knows what would have happened… Many strange abilities have been comming about ever since his appearance one of which is my fluency in Abyssal! This leads me to believe that he was created when I was dragged into the abyss… I vaguely remember though that he wanted the Chaos Scepter from Krathedos… He even knew who Krethados was, How is this possible?! The thing that scares me is he wants the Chaos Scepter, its powers would be devestating in his hands. I must make sure that the Chaos Septre finds its way into Atlantas hands so he doesn’t claim it. I still hear Incrime, he is constantly whispering in my ear and chuckling. He tells me how he wants to control me and how he will claim my body. I can’t hold his power back, but I have to try, I guess it seems that I am… a monster.

Damn her to whatever foul pit she crawled up from!

After I bled her out once, she appeared, scarred by whatever foul powers took her, along with those idiot nobles that we had slain! I hope that this time she doesn’t dare to rise again, or i’ll cut her into such small pieces that she won’t be able to do a damn thing!

Those nobles as well. If we stumble upon that castle again, wherever it lies now, I swear to all that the great goddess of death stands for, that i will blow it up… I will take the doctor’s bombs, and gunpowder, and blow it up… there will not be a stone that survives when i’m finished with it.

Sigh… We found the doc and one of his friends named canis stuck in a cell that the cultists of Demagorgon had. I feigned my own death to sneak in and well Zeus and Rags found their way in too. We Managed to kill a Slaad and his minions. Shortly after though we a troll chased after us back to moonshine which we did make it back with few casualties.

Doc Prepared a ritual and we found ourselves going to the deva council, his friend Canis or as I found out Rogear, told me that the Atlanta was a Rakshasa in his former life. I can’t believe this. However doc began manifesting dark powers when he touched an orb that we found on the Cultists. Doc Teleported us to see the Deva Council. The astral sea is an interesting place, but we found an audience with the council. I will finish writing tomorrow because I am exhausted.

I can’t go on. My best friend has begun to lose himself within his Rakshasa form. That orb that we found on one of those cultists I believe caused him to be this way. We are tracking him down in the Underdark and I don’t know what to do. I feel angry that I couldn’t save him and i’m upset at everything that has happened. I’m losing my first true best friend right before my eyes. I feel cold. Like something is opening up within me. Doc said to me before I left that Kossuth is my father and that we had to protect the seals from a great evil. He told me that these seals keep the Far realm from colliding with other worlds. I don’t know. However I’m getting the feeling that something horrible is about to happen to me. In a fit of rage after rags made a comment, I grabbed him by his neck and began strangling him, if it weren’t for Zeus I probably would have killed him! What is wrong with me?!? Doc also told Me that my flames will be touched by the cold of chaos and I had to control it otherwise those I care about most will suffer. I don’t know what he means by this but I know I have to save doc and his friend Rogear otherwise I will never be able to forgive myself. Doc I promised Rogear that I would protect you and I will. Please doc just give me some time and don’t leave me alone!

Pallus 15, 80th year of the rule of Lord Bastel

Lahora is dead. I had warned you all that eventually this would happen… Mark, I swear that if we ever recover Lahora’s body, I WILL make you pay the cost of her resurrection. Don’t think that I’ll simply kill you if you don’t. There are MUCH worse things that could be done.

However, we are out of that insane woman’s castle, though as far as can be reconed, her soul has moved on… To the stars. Which as far as i can tell, is the source of all those monstrosoties Gren fears so much. Wonderful. And Bastel appears to be planning on breaking the seals… which will open the door to the far realm… how wonderful, eh?

On a more personal note… I hate magic induced slumber… It causes the strangest dreams… usually accompanied by deja vu…

Pallus 16

On the road, and well out of town. There was no chance to return for Lahora’s body as I would have hoped. I’ll find some way for Mark to suffer for this…

And it would appear that somehow… we have become… famous? Strange, is it not? People who have been joining us on the road have been calling us… the One way Heroes… nothing good in my opinion.

Pallus 17

Alright… this is beginning to get ridiculous. A small army of people has joined us on our way to this town Mark needs to go to… To chronicle:

-A band of landlocked pirates
-A goblin porter and his wife
-A trio of Minotaur siblings who wish to get some ‘practical experience’ from adventurers
-A pacifistic Ogre
-A Dwarf by the name of Frealm, and a Farie by the name of Minda searching for their companions
-A Alchemist, and his warforged manservant in their… horseless carriage. (no, quite litterally, a carriage that ran without horses.)
-The patients of a local insane asylum and their guards
-A Hoardless dragon who wanted a drinking buddy in mark. (who seemed to be one of the only sensible ones there.)
-A group of peasants who worship… Orcus… Suppresses urge to kill them
-And a group of quicklings, training for a race (although we are still trying to decide whether or not to take those.)

I’ll add more if i find there are more to be accounted for, but so far that is the situation…

We were in the process of telling our deepest secrets to doc, I told him that I lied when I said I just wandered close to the abyss instead I actually went into it. I saw… many things I shouldn’t have and now… the Abyss is the one thing I truly fear. Then I don’t know what happened or how it happened, but it did. Doctor Atlanta got kidnapped by a bunch of men wearing dark hoods. They knocked Rags out and Zeus and I could do little to stop them. We managed to track them though across the planes and into a dark and unnatural forest. We came accross 2 treants and 2 animated bear corpses. I managed to blast the treants with fire pretty much killing them with ease. The bears on the other hand were a little more difficult. We eventually came out of the forest and found a very run-down cathedral. Rags and I managed to bust through the windows while Zeus came in the front. We killed of a large number of the Cultists, but still no sign of doc though we did come across an angelic messanger which gave us the location of a hidden entrance to the basement of the Cathedral. We also figured out that the cultests were to Demagorgon… A demon lord of the Abyss I still can’t believe that the doc is gone. I actually consider the doc despite all of his nonsense and irrationality my first true friend. I must help the doc. I will find you doc whatever it takes.

After all of that fun, it came time to get down to business. We started by inspecting the Calimos Mines (or Cali Mines for short) for bandit activity. (To save all that are reading this log some time and mental effort, see Pyronin’s Combat Log: The Pyramid of Fire, Darella, and Kane for details about the travelling from the mine all the way up to pyramid. Oh, and one adrenaline-boosting part for Doctor Atlanta was during the Bandit Hoard Onslaught was when he killed a Bandit General by the name of Eago with a melee attack to relieve some stress!). Before we had arrived at the pyramid, I found that, being the group merchant and selling all of our enemies unwanted loot, I was able to barely buy primordial warhorse (whose flames, I might add, glow with periodically changing luminescent colors) that I’ve presumed to name Fantasy! (Again, for our trip throughout the pyramid, check Pyronin’s Combat Log: The Pyramid of Fire, Darella, and Kane for the details.). As we came upon the room with a majestic phoenix that had both built a nest in the room and disappeared in flames, we began inspecting the markings on the walls when I suddenly reading these long-dead scriptures in my mind. As that happened, I recieved a mental message from a large god of flame by the name of Kossoph (who later in the conversation revealed himself to be Pyronin’s father) told me of a very foreboding prophecy. At the end of the conversation, I began to feel and see myself becoming a Rakshasa, only to wake up in a awfully spurred sweat of fear having realized it to only be a dream. I must alert the Deva Council at once of Kossoph’s prophecy!

This last adventure sure has been one that neither Mark nor Pyronin shan’t forget, myself included. Ever since the last adventure, I’ve developed some unusually dark impulses as of late. Anyways, having agreed to accompany Pyronin to go check-in on his home city of Calimos was quite unusual. As we fought bandits along the way, I got the strange, and disdainful, urge to try the taste of human flesh, much like the behavior of a ravenous animal. To mask this strange desire, I decided to make an attempt or two at making the bandits (and other nearby assorted insects and plants) into soup, which resulted in an unexpected surprise of culinary perfection. As we arrived I was awe-struck by the first curiosity shop we crossed by as it was a small shop that sold mounts. I couldn’t believe what was in stock, as they had three unimaginable mounts. These mounts were a large desert scorpion, a hippogriff, and the most expensive at 250,000 gold pieces, a primordial warhorse. After a bit of sightseeing, we went into the royalty district of town, coming to a tower of great height that had a humongous blaze crystal that sat atop the massive spire. After convincing The high magistrate of an impending large-scale bandit onslaught, we were allowed to stay in the royal suites. Being the gentleman I so portray myself to be, I decided to not sleep in the suites, seeing as how the magistrate’s beautiful daughter had a childishly curious glimmer in her eye as she saw me. I tried to not sleep in the royal quarters that were but within pacing distance of her’s and my comrades, this was because I had soon learned that she was Pyronin’s last paramoor, so I tricked myself into believing the danger that would present itself had Pyronin figured out what would happen had I given into “satiating” her curiosity. The part that apparently was fairly hilarious to the other two was that the magistrate had sent guards after me to pull me out of a nearby palm tree, only to throw me back to the suite that had been designated mine for the evening (curse you bewitching temptress! They were just asking for you-know-what!)…

My city was finally saved from the bandits. I didn’t realize that Bandit Lord Jafar could summon a primordial Hydra. We beat him though and saved the city. All thanks to the bombs and extra troops that Mark and Dr. Atlanta gathered. I also made a chaos charge which wiped out a large portion of the army. They all preformed very well and I am happy that they helped me save my city I am forever in their debt. We managed to get to the pyramid of fire and we found a skull lord had infiltrated the pyramid but he wasn’t the true enemy. We had to face a sunsearer. They are balls of light that would destroy everything in their path. It was a guardian as well as the large number of fire archons and helmed horror guards. The Chaos Sceptre was also found and we decided to give it to the Doc. from what I know it makes all his powers that deal radient damage also aquire the fire archtype. it is very similar to a flaming weapon only it is more powerful than my own weapon. We managed to find the temples true guardian a pheonix. This pheonix let us examine the scriptures and for some odd reason the Doc fell unconcious. He woke up completely terrified in his wierd docish way and he told us to head to the deva council and he said he saw something though he won’t tell me what. Somthing tells me the doc saw something that relates to me…

Kane

Kane doesn’t talk much, when we found him he was stuck in a black pudding and we had to fish him out we beat the thing with the help of our other new companion Darella. Kane prefers to fight rather than talk and even though he is skilled and smart in combat he can be a little rash and sometimes that could get him into trouble. His acrobatic abilities are unmatched and he has an overall good combat ability.

Combat Grade: B+

Darella

Where do I start I will saw for one thing that this eladrin women is incredibly powerful. She not only has the ability to confuse and blind her opponents but she has many other baffling abilities as well she is also more intelligent than the rest of the group and can be very serious about things a trait I do like in a warrior. I often feel a rush when I fight next to her. Like mark I would fight next to her any day. Speaking of Mark I am getting the feeling that she hates Lahora and has feelings for Mark. I will keep this juicy tidbit to myself for now

Combat Grade: A

So we have gone back to my home city of Calimos, does that bring back memories. Only Dr. Atlanta volunteered to go on my quest. He did bring along mark though so this seems like it can work. I still despise the chruch of Bahamut, but it seems that they are losing power so I think I can relax now. At least Mark and Dr. Atlanta convinced the Magistrate to have an audience with my parents that was a Nightmare. Once we got an audience my parents revealed top secret information that even I didn’t know. Especially about the strange man wanting to go inside the pyramid of fire. He was garbed in black and missing an eye. it seems that my group hasn’t heard of him though. Currently Strange things have been happening around the Desert. The wayward Bandits have merged into a large hoard under the leadership of the Bandit Lord Abu-Rawash. This worries me, he is the one bandit I had the toughest time beating, I don’t know how he ammassed such an army though. Anyway they want entrance in to the sacred pyramid of fire. The Pyramid dedicated to the Elemental Chaos and the Primordial Fire Lord, Kossuth. I would rather die than see him enter that pyramid. I sense something is wrong inside the pyramid but to even gain entrance into the Pyramid I need to Clean the Cali Mines of Bandits, and help keep the my home safe from the bandit Hoarde. Thats fun so far we have had to kill a bunch of bandits, and a bunch of flaming Zombies. These Zombies are not ordinary they have been affected by the blaze crystals so they are much more powerful because they have the power of fire. The bandits also managed to gain hell hounds. This is getting more and more outragous every step I take. I just hope things don’t get any worse.

Mark

I have recently met a man by the name of Mark Lox. He seems to be a close friend to Dr. Atlanta. Not only that but he is married to a Noble by the Name of Lahora. Mark is a Mysterious Person. He hides everything about himself except for who he is at the moment. I suspect he may be hiding something. He can be a little childish like Dr. Atlanta and he often likes to steal things. I wonder who influenced who, the Doc or Mark. Mark rides a Dire Wolf and attacks from on top of it which can be really helpful. He also is very potent at badly injuring enemies that he pulls off to the side. He is an excellent swordsman and I would fight next to him any day.

Combat Grade: A

I have recently met up with a group of mercenaries and it seemed to me like they needed to be whipped into shape and have a combat leader. I wanted to take up this job because they looked like able bodied people and this would finally be my chance to find some comrades. They all worked really hard and I commend them on that. Although I feel like I am the outlier of the group right now. I will now evaluate each person on their contributions. I will monotor them closely and evaluate them indevidually as time goes on right now this is just a general evaluation.

Dr. Atlanta
I find Dr. Atlanta annoying to deal with he rarely does his training and he slacks off and indulges himself too much for my liking. I admire Dr. Atlanta though, its odd but in combat him and I seem to understand eachother and we seem to form a half decent team. He is very relyable in combat and I would trust him with my life.

Combat Grade: B+

Ombre
I distrust Ombre, she never seems to show herself and it annoys the crap out of me. If we could talk I could use her stealth to an advantage. I can’t use her powers to my advantage because I can never see her and she is always out of my range of command. If I could help her direct her powers she would be even more effective I will admit though that when she does attack she is devastating. I have never seen a more devistating hit before in my life.

Combat Grade: B

Gren
Gren is a funny character. I always laugh at his little quirks and nicknames. It would be a real treat to get to know more about him. In combat he isn’t good himself but he has this frog that is incredibly relyable not to mention his zone abilites. That is impressive. I still can’t get over that frog though. That frog still baffles me.

Combat Grade: B+

Zeus
I dislike Zeus, he is the most willing to listen to me but his warship of bahamut makes me distrust his intentions. I will keep that to myself though because he does prove himself to be usefull in combat he has decent healing powers and he can create a wall of blades. However he is massive. He could hit something hard if he really wanted to and I have seen his powerful strength

Combat Grade: B

Ranak
I dislike Ranak with a burning passion he seems to be the only one who will not listen to me. He has a mind of his own and dislikes working like a team. he is a powerful dragonborn in his own right but he is a little small for dragonborns. I still dislike his drinking problem and I hope to break him before things get out of hand. He wasn’t also wasn’t very relyable in combat. I will evaluate him again later at a different time.

Combat Grade: C

Bardy
Bardy is a very unique character. I find him as the one hardest to get to know. He always seems angry too. Unless he is given alchohl. I am ok with it every now and then but he seems to have an addiction and even though he is a dwarf, I know for a fact people arn’t relyable when intoxicated. So far though his powers are very interesting. His ability to pull and curse others and eldrich blast them. Its very interesting I will watch his powers and training closely.

Combat Grade: B-

RP Coroner: This Role Play is officially declared Dead.

So… Mark is now married to Lahora…

Why do i get the feeling this will not end well…

It’s a bad idea to bring her… it will take several weeks to simply provide her with a basic understanding of combat, let alone get her to a level of proficiency she can be an active member of the group!

Well… nothing I can do…

That body in the other room looks like the work of assasins… I have a strange feeling about this… I had better go check the Moonshine library… especially some of the more confidential records (That i have access to anyways…). I have a strange feeling about this…

I’m still studying the techniques that I found in my old master’s Book. I wonder why it had sat there for so long… some of these are more effective than those that the Wraiths (Paragon tier assasins) use…

So far assignments have focused on behavior of the members of the group… Documenting and the like. Especially about Mark. No real assignments… odd… usually there is never a shortage of them.

Name: Lahora Amberkin (Now Lahora {It appears something was scribbled out here} Lox)

Status: Princess of the royal family, Married to Mark Lox… Deceased. Cause of death: Pendiulum Scythe

Combat: Untrained, unqualified, unready for battle. A danger to herself and others until properly trained in the various nuances of combat…

She should probably get used to what happens in battle quickly, or bad things will happen.

Pros: Rich, access to Plenty of money, cooperative, especially towards Mark. Most likely very intelligent.

Cons: Innocent, Rich, NO FORMER EXPERIENCE, most likely used to the ‘royal treatment.’

Assesment: Weak, naive, and untrained… let’s just hope we nail this before something bad happens to her.

I’m almost home! I guess time is flying faster than I thought. Over half of my list is done! It’s funny, but I don’t remember doing half the tasks, but I appear to be finishing them. If fact, I’ve only had 5 done up to about a week ago, but suddenly I’ve gotten up to 67! I’m making great time! See you soon, apparently!

Gren

It’s been awhile since I last started think deeply like this. Well, least mind a somewhat quieter than the current city we a in, Moonshine. Quite an interesting and exciting place, it seems as if there is always some form of event, whether it be good or bad, taking place in the town. I get some form of premonition which tells me that our experience here in Moonshine was a bit more…“far-fetched” than most of the events that usually occur. I’m fairly surprised that, once we had all returned from our fun to meet up, none of us had suspected the strange, new gnome which, from personal belief, none of us had ever seen. Once morning came, I was the first to wake from a memory-less night, not only had Gren gone missing but, in addition to that I then found a brain in a jar sleeping inside of my pillow. When the group and I left the hotel in search of Gren as well as the happenings of last night, we wandered around Moonshine searching for answers. While Mark and I went to discover how he had obtained a wedding ring, I discovered that I had apparently cheated the King of Kobolds out of 100 platinum pieces. Once we finished a gambling montage and returned the money, the King of Kobolds gave us a wilden by the name of Vennerizod instead of our timid, amphibian-powered friend. When we returned him to our room and began to question him, he revealed very little about himself and very much about Gren being targeted by those of the Far Realm. Our investigation led us to a decrepit shack that harbored an elderly, territorial dwarf who let us proceed into the sewers, posing as a group of plumbers. After fending off a few unsightly creatures, we began to encounter creatures of the Far Realm, reassuring us of Kahn’s evidence about Gren’s location, which also led to more battles of even greater mutilation & gore. Nearing the end of this wild wyvern chase, we caught a “voice in the wall” who turned out to be a … that had polymorphed into a rat. Before the end of the brutality, one of the enemies snatched Gren in an attempt to escape with him. When we tried to talk to the fleeing enemy about Gren, he would reply by saying, “Must protect!” Fortunately, Ombre was able to pull the enemy back down to the sewer floor, releasing Gren and flattening the last of our opponent. Once we returned to the brighter, and cleaner, part of Moonshine, enough time had passed to where Gren’s mate, Urse Ule, arrived in eager anticipation of reuniting with Gren. Well, That should be enough reminiscence for one night, and now it is time to embrace natural slumber. Good night!

Strange events. Small town vampires, and the crazyest town in all of Arcadia.

In a… i suppose, mercy mission would be a good way to put it, my companions and I discovered a traveling show about… vampire romance… that will soon enter the country, that apparently is run by actual vampires. We somehow survived that, (fortunately) with no casualties.

Freelancer’s Note:

• Alert of vampire’s caravan

• Request undead termination

• 2nd official request to not be assigned to anywhere with pending undead.

In a more recent time… We arrived in Moonshine City. At an… unfortunate turn of events, we were drugged with ‘clear-sin powder’. An alchemical substance that removes your inhibitions (along with zapping your short term memory for the duration.)

Summary:

• Stolen Ogre pants

• Rust monster in the bathroom, Owlbear in the closet, brain in a jar for the doc’s pillow.

• Mark has been married

• A wolf pulled carriage

• A Cheated King of Kobolds

• Plenty of silver to go around

Freelancer’s notes:

• Note to self: Kill the dragonborn

• Capture of Gnome Marla O’Harley Requested (Unharmed if possible. we have some… business to settle.)