tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14392238506406590242012-02-15T23:33:49.334-08:00The journeys of Lars SolstedBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01242577037916281338noreply@blogger.comBlogger121100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1439223850640659024.post-34246270738718785182009-04-24T15:41:00.000-07:002009-05-04T16:22:01.798-07:00

On the Trail of the TownspeopleThe festivities were dying down and it had been a long day. We stood up from the table to bunk down for the night when the door opened to reveal Krova. He entered the inn where we exchanged tales and information learned from our latest exploits. Krova was unfortunately not able to dig up any good information from his sources but was pleased with what we'd unearthed

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The ThunderspireWe set out for the Seven Pillared Hall at once. The journey would last the day which would put us in at nightfall. I wasn't thrilled about this and brought up that we might want to find a place to hold up just shy of our destination and approach in the morning light. Lodi and Shade thought speed was more important and Elder Pitnick didn't seem concerned about the time of night

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Winterhaven is BurningWe were met by the dwarven blacksmith as we entered into what remained of Winterhaven. A large raiding party had come through, laying waste to the town, killing the local militia, and taking prisoner the majority of the townsfolk including the halfling encampment just outside of the walls. Lodi's usually high spirits were visibly dampened upon delivery of the grisly tale.

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Backstabbing, Lying, Creepy, No Good Pile of Kobold ExcrementShade, Lodi, Vosh and I spoke amongst ourselves about our next course of action to continue with our fight against the evil denizens of this cursed place. We had heard and seen nothing from the other side of the double doors although the presence of such an elaborate set of traps, we could only conclude that something or someone didn't

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Into the BreachShade came back to the double doors where I was standing. In his usual way, he silently went to work examining the door. After a few mutterings the doors opened. We entered cautiously into what appeared to be a tomb for someone of note. Deciding that rejoining the group was more pressing, we cautiously but expeditiously went out the other side of the room where we entered a long

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I Must Have Taken a Bad StepWe were at the top of the dark stairwell looking down into a foreboding pit of foulness. Thoughts of better times back in my academy days, especially thoughts of the fair Gisselle, came rushing to my mind. Fear that I wouldn't return began to run up my spine. I pushed back against the distracting throughts and swallowed hard, preparing myself mentally for the descent

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To The KeepThe Lord of Winterhaven has finally come out of his befuddled state and is acting more like a leader. I have high hopes that the town is going to right itself very soon and be back to normal. We each received 100 gold pieces for the salvation of the city which was accepted with gratitude. A hero's work is never done however, and we need be off to see to this keep where great evil lay

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The Veil DropsOnce feeling more like ourselves again, the quest to see what is happening in this town needed to be addressed. Given the appearance of shape-shifting beings was enough to cause some alarm. No one was to be trusted completely but we needed to continue the investigation somewhere. The leaders of the village seemed a good place to begin.A brief journey and we were at the lord's keep.

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Not All Is What It SeemsMy companions come back into the common room and share what they learned about the current situation with the rib and the state of the town. I am less than enthused about that crazy, obsessive wizard trying to find out what to do with the rib and our other contact skipping out at his first opportunity to figure out what to do. Make no mistake. We are on our own. To make

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To ArmsWe set back into town and spent the night at the inn, only having a rough idea of what we'd face the next day. There must be quite a sizable nest of nasty in the hills given the state of my new compatriots. While I'm not new to combat given my previous, albeit brief assignment of guarding the lightning rail, I had my own doubts. Those doubts were quelled given the large and scary stature

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A Way OutOkay, so the opportunity presented itself in the form of two black horns over two red eyes. At this point I wasn't going to be picky. The offer for some real adventure was too much for me to resist and I've never been one to judge on outward appearances. The excitement was so much I dropped the clothes I was carrying right then and there and headed off to new prospects with the tiefling.

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How could I have not seen it coming? Top marks at the Academy, a solid job on the Lightning Rail, and the support of a nurturing family prepared me well in the ways of academia and magic but little in the ways of politics and power. So here I am. Run out of Passage to this hole in the world called Winterhaven performing menial chores for this insufferable self-important wizard Valthrun. Do his

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