A voice rang out, urgent and foreboding: "We're under attack!" Our gallant heroes, roused from their slumberous dreams, scrambled to gather their wits and weapons, rushing outside the inn. There, they were joined by Miros the stalwart innkeeper, Naxene the sagacious mage, and Shalvus the vigilant shepherd. A low mist crept through the quiet gardens … Continue reading 9th of Tarsakh, 1486
My dear readers, gather 'round as the tale of our intrepid adventurers unfolds within the bountiful walls of Goldenfields! Having nestled into the comforts of Northfurrow’s End, our heroes greeted the morn with keen anticipation, ready to uncover the delights and secrets of this fertile haven. They wandered through golden waves of wheat, skirted rows … Continue reading 8th of Tarsakh, 1486
Hark and behold! With the caress of morn, our heroes reach the splendor of Goldenfields, the bastion of Chauntea, where the bounty of the earth blooms as vast as the Sea of Swords. 'Tis a sight to quicken the pulse, for upon this walled abbey, the labor of devoted souls stretches over thirty square miles, … Continue reading 7th of Tarsakh, 1486
Dear readers, as the sun waned this evening, cresting the realm of twilight, a curious sight caught Murk's keen gaze from atop the flying tower. Winged silhouettes darkened the sky, a flight of vulture riders cutting through the air with sinister grace. Our heroes, ever vigilant, braced for confrontation, hands drifting to their weapons as … Continue reading 6th of Tarsakh, 1486
Dear readers, as the tower makes its way north, the companions witness the serene beauty of the landscape unfolding below. Zephyr and Syndra marvel at the sprawling Ardeep Forest they're leaving behind. Zephyr weaves tales of elemental spirits whispered by the winds, while Syndra recounts legends of moonlit rites among ancient oaks, a place she … Continue reading 5th of Tarsakh, 1486
Ah, dear readers, as the blessed Morninglord spread his crepuscular rays upon the beleaguered town of Nightstone, a new day dawned, bringing with it a glimmer of hope amidst the shadows of despair. Among the brave souls who survived the recent onslaught: the Delfryndel family, proud millers, mourned the death of one of their own, … Continue reading 4th of Tarsakh, 1486
Dear readers, before the break of dawn, our valiant champions were roused from their slumber by the urgent tolling of the Nightstone alarm bell, a call to arms that echoed through the streets like thunder. With a swift and purposeful stride, they burst forth from the inn's threshold, their hearts aflame with resolve, their spirits … Continue reading 3rd of Tarsakh, 1486
Yesterday, my dear readers, the esteemed proprietor of the Lusty Strigiforme Tavern, Otus Asio, bid a fond farewell to his establishment's exotic cooler. The intrepid Zephyr, accompanied by the illustrious Lady Syndra, and their newly forged companions--Tien, Dru, Murk, and Eridan--then set out from Waterdeep, journeying along the High Road, bound for the town of Nightstone, … Continue reading 2nd of Tarsakh, 1486
In the storied annals of Waterdeep's grand tapestry of festivals, none shone as brightly nor stirred the heart with as much mirthful splendor as Caravance, an exquisite jewel adorning the illustrious Waukeentide holiday. Picture the vibrant thoroughfares of the City of Splendor, where the echoes of bustling commerce intertwine with the laughter of children and … Continue reading 1st of Tarsakh, 1486
Welcome, adventurers and connoisseurs of the sublime, to a haven of merriment in the legendary North Ward of Waterdeep! At the corner where the High Road meets Thunderstaff Way, we find The Lusty Strigiforme Tavern, where revelry and exhilaration dance hand in hand, and memories are inscribed with the finest ink upon the parchment of … Continue reading 30th of Ches, 1486
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