Doing good in the name of evil self-interest
After stewing a bit over the galling robbery of their hard-won items by Wuntad the cultist, the group investigates the …
Fingers get Krusty
Re-entering the manor house is a mix of trepidation and excitement. Half the key is in hand and it seems …
Say goodbye to Rusty Fingers. Dead and gone but his smell still lingers.
The party spends more time investigating. They make their way to an old kitchen, now walled off from the rest …
Grim grinning ghosts – er, skeletons.
Since the gates of Oldtown close at dusk, the totally inconspicuous party decides to hide out near the fortified manor …
New clothes for Oldtown
The party lounges about a bit and considers options. It looks like they’ve been put into play on the chessboard, …
Garden gnome goes home
Hope springs eternal, but the initial surveys of the jail cells reveal nothing but skeletal remains and a room that …
Gnome roam, gnome not home.
The careful exploration continues. The bulk of the investigations reveal a deserted structure, but there are the occasional meetings with …
Wild, wild woods
The ship they take unloads them via longboat into the elven settlement of Sariuish, where they buy a couple of …
Tree and shrubbery | The Ptolus Campaign
Arriving by various means, and finding themselves on the docks of the teeming city, our unlikely group of adventurers answers …
Apocalypse Now!
The group has a few more minor dithery bits to iron out and at one point they teleport back to …
Lady Punchthroat
Eventually Malchor makes contact with the dreamstalker. It says it is Lady Megerin Punchthroat – and adds a bunch of …
Don’t drink the water!
The stairs consume a few hours before someone finally takes the plunge – and one by one they step through …