Race for the skystone ZILLAH Before us lies a massive circular depression, rock and soil churned up in chunks, vegetation flattened for hundreds of paces all around. The skystone. It's so close, buried at the heart of this crater where it fell. We've travelled far to reach this place, crossed the treacherous dust plains with … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: Operation Skystone not going too well
ZILLAH Dealing with Elliana (not) We argue long into the night about how to get the Left Eye of Varrien from Elliana. The clerics of Phanator refuse to help us, not wanting to start a conflict with the Church of Elloran. I think we all know Elliana and her protector are far too strong for … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: Getting our butts kicked in and around Issimbaal
ZILLAH [17 Feb] After the drama of last night, it's a relief to be back at the Temple of Emrys. My head is clear, here on the edge of the city. I can think. I pray to the god of the forests, searching for guidance, but I still can't decide what to do. I leave … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: Fleet and flame
ZILLAH -- The Broken Forest I'm on watch with Squirrel in the dead of night when the tree moves. It's a massive tree in a loop of the stream. We've camped here because it seemed safer to have the water on three sides. We've been attacked so many times at night. But now it sounds … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: Death of an animal companion
The main book I read during February was A companion to wolves by Sarah Monette and Elizabeth Bear -- a fantasy novel published in around 2008 (first of a trilogy). I found it a fascinating book, certainly memorable, in some ways familiar and in other ways not. It's about a youth (Isolfr) who is tithed … Continue reading Book review: A companion to wolves
ASH My eyes feel as though they are clamped shut, but I force them open. At first the light is dazzling, but gradually the puckered faces of my companions resolve themselves. They are leaning over me, all four of them. Above is a dappled canopy of trees. The forest. Yes. I remember. The pressure in … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: In which Ash loses part of her soul and gains a wolf
ASH We have arrived at the mysterious monastery. It's surrounded by a dilapidated stone wall covered in vines. We're crouched behind the wall, staring at the large building on the far side of the enclosure. It's terrifying. Even in broad daylight. This might be because our party isn't in very good shape. We managed to … Continue reading D&D Chronicles: Playing both sides
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