May 30, 2009
Scarred Lands: Crossing Lake Repose
Second Wildday of Charder, 150 AV
Finding themselves on the shores of Lake Repose, the party worked diligently to attempt to secure transport across the waters to the city of Hedrad. They spent most of the remaining day acquainting themselves with the small lakeside fishing/farming community and asking around to see who would be the best to talk to regarding getting a boat to the city.
After wandering around
I'll keep this weeks post shorter than my usual with just sharing the highlights before I start preparing for the next game.
* The PC's entered into a "Bride of Dracula" senario with some of the women Strahd has turned over the years (the three brides were Pale Reavers that were "draining" Ireena while the "Master" was away), the PC's scared them off and were able to restore Ireena from a withered weakend and diseased creature on the virge of a necromatic
Updated 06-16-2009 at 05:30 PM by Tamerath
So hopefully you have read the first three parts leading to this one. If not then go ahead and read them. If you don't want to then...idc? Please rate this, or comment with opinions. I like critics. Oh and if you HAVE been reading...You thought he was dead didn't you? MUAHAHAHA.
I have never been knocked unconscious in my life, but since I've been to Canada it's happened twice. It's not a great feeling getting beaten until you can't see. So my left leg is broken, and everything hurts.
Updated 07-18-2009 at 01:55 AM by Soft Serve
Watched Knowing the other night interesting flick and pretty good. But I noticed something that I have seen a lot of in destruction films. Namely Cloverfield and one of those shitty Day of Destruction Earthquake things. In these movies people always loot when the news breaks what's going on. Now I get the appeal of looting, there's free shit, you're out with friends, and you get to throw bricks through windows. Who doesn't want to loot? And if you know that 2/3rds of the way through the film that
Well, we had a session of Savage Tide converted to Pathfinder. We were all 11/12th level PC's with new class combos, magic items and different outlook on life.
Maybe it was the encounters, bad roles, the lack of one players Cleric, another player still making his PC, and a new player who never played a druid (and D&D) before but we got our arses handed to us.
We were in that crazy flesh city looking for the Lords of Dread and those pearls. We descended into a flesh