Session Date: January 3rd, 2009
The Players: Alucinor (The 'elven' Rogue), SpiffyBananaFoot (Tim the Eladrin Wizard), Corii (Snow the elven Ranger), Aidan (Red the Dragonborn Warlord), JonDOT (Mason, a human fighter), Krackmonkey (Jonas, Dragonborn Swordmage)
When we join our party again, we find them still very much in need of food and water. They have completely depleted their store of Journeybread that they found, and soon will have to resort to eating the kobold that they
My co-DM kevin is running a 3.5 of Savage Tide
The next installment of the Savage Tide had us meet a new player. Sharon returned back to the LA area and was playing a Barbarian/Swahbuckler/Dred Pirate (Don't Ask). She also was one of those human/aquatic races from stormwrack (not technically a legal book in the game but kevin said we simply never asked; go figure...). We ended having to fight a swarm of evil
Updated 02-05-2009 at 10:03 PM by wizarddog
It has been an interesting time with this group and this week have had no problems maintaining that. After the epic battle with the ooze, the party decides to take much needed rest. After that and a rather intensive search of the area they players found for themselves a good 'ol fashioned goblin torture chamber. The goblin torturer wasn't all that tough but the real fun in this area came from the adjoining corridor. It seems the party has found a goblin captive who goes by the name of Splurg. Splurge
As we started again, the party makes camp for the night. They awake the next morning and discuss the map. Since there is now only one place remaining that they have not been to yet, they are figuring that somewhere around there is probably the entrance to the caverns that they seek. They proceed back out the road that brought them to this area, passing the burnt trees from the day before. When they reach the other road, they turn left and head towards the last place to go to.
...at the way this event is coming together.
Event coordination is like an extended case of stage fright. Months and months of it, slowly coming to a boil in the weeks and days leading up to the event, until you're there, and all of your skill and experience and preparation take over, so that the fear is replaced by this Zen state of supreme competence and exhaustion. Sarah Bernhardt, the French theatre's equivalent to Napoleon Bonaparte, once said that you are no true actress if
Updated 02-02-2009 at 06:09 PM by Xionicist