Puffy Cloud (Puffi Claude)
The feast! Ivik comes in, and asks if he can join us. Not only do we answer that of course he can, but that we have potential trading partners at the table for him to meet. He is most pleased by this. We speak for a few minutes, and he asks us for news of […]
She is the one with four faces, metal wings and the traces of tears that dried
Jacques is (easily) talked into drinking the questionable water. He says it doesn’t taste right – a bit … oily, perhaps? Don’t have a lot of to discuss, as a local kid finds us and informs us that Ivik Gunnett is looking for us. He’s apparently returned from his travels – he’s been trying to […]
Adv. Party: Iron Gods
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Tags: Androffan, badwater, Bardleigh, Heddick Widefoot, High Home, Iadenveigh, Ilarris Zeleshi, Iron Gods, Ivik Gunnett, Kelmaa, Pathfinder, Redfang, Silver Mount, Starfall, Technic League, The Choking Tower
Who wants to be right as rain? It’s better when something is wrong
We meet up with and reveal our alliance with Sevroth Slaid of the Steelhawks in public. I suggest that we “deputize” her – after all, both nature and power abhor a vacuum. Sevroth has all the intel and contacts to run Scrapwall as a profitable enterprise. She has ears everywhere. Aakpesh offer her the job, […]
Adv. Party: Iron Gods
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Tags: Casandalee, Dinvaya, Erastil, Ghartone, Iadenveigh, Iron Gods, Ivik Gunnett, Kelmaa, Khonnir, Numeria, Pathfinder, Ratfolk, Redfang, Scrapwall, Sevroth Slaid, Steelhawks, Technic League, The Choking Tower, Torch, Val
And magnificently we will flow into the mystic
The defeat of this (quasi-) false god, Hellion, has brought me closer to Sarenrae, and she has bestowed a gift to me. She has elevated me to the position of Heirophant – and while this new position has brought me additional strengths, it may be time to reconsider some stances I have – particularly that […]
Speak no more lies, It’s your turn to die
We continue down the cavern, and I have an inkling to cast Trap Sense. Nothing (is yet) revealed to me as torchlight bounces off slimy walls. Jacques leaves a torch burning behind us, to hopefully burn off the acid fog that been inching its way towards us. We come to what looks like a perfectly […]