When Something Seems Too Good To Be True…
…Or, Never Whistle While You’re Pissin’! We’ve finally made it over the Black Riage and yours truly knows an easier way to descend the last stretch before we turn north, though it does involve some possible nastiness at the Empty Sanctum and the evil that is the Convergence. But night was falling and we decided […]
When Roosters Crow at the Devil…
…or A Terrible Tale of Cocksatans & Poisonous Lizards According to my lunometer the new moon is approaching. I’m pretty sure my new friends will be meeting My Little Chum soon. Lemuel doesn’t seem to be anywhere around, so this time I just might have to ride out his visit. Geon seems to be taking […]
The Black Riage
The journey from Embered Peaks to Uxphon:
Spiders. Why’d It Have to Be Spiders?
…or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying, and Kill Some Bugs. So, there we were fresh from the defeat of the Boregal in the dogforsaken burg of Embered Peaks. We (Lincoln, Geon, and I – Lemuel had apparently wandered off somewhere) found Semiko sleeping outside of the Forum of the Dead and she rejoined us. […]