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August 29, 2009
Scarred Lands: Fangsfall
First Corday of Enker, 150 AV
A new month dawned as the group looked out over the newest landscape that they found themselves in. Rolling hills spread in every direction covered with various forms of scrub brush and tall grasses. Looking to the east, as the sun glimmered through the haze, they saw in the distance a huge swamp nestled in a valley and spreading for as far as the eye could see to the east, drawing on their
August 16, 2009
Scarred Lands: The Old Sage
Denday of Madrer, 150 AV
After recouping from their travels over the perilous Gascar Peaks, the group had finally made it’s way to the Fouled Forest, in order that the Old Sage might actually be able to give them answers to questions that had been plaguing them since they first met in Mithril, months ago.
As dawn broke, and so did their camp, they moved into the forest. Their senses on alert for
August 8, 2009
Scarred Lands: Over the Gascars
Second Madriday of Madrer, 150 AV
After spending a night in the cave previously owned by the renegade wizards, the group (minus Lavidia) awoke and had one big problem to deal with: where to go from here.
While the Karel attempted to come to grips with the loss of his companion, the elder members of the group discussed where they were going to go from here. There was talk about going north, to
I was tricked.
Madriel appeared before me awash in brilliant white light, her hair the color of the sun. She looked just like she did the first time she appeared before me, when she saved me from a wretched existence in the slave pits of Calastia. She led me out, and then, led me to her. She gave my life purpose and I couldn’t have been happier or more devoted to her…or could I?
When Madriel asked me to seal our pact with blood it was the easiest thing I ever had to
July 18, 2009
Scarred Lands: Stricken Forest Kidnapping
First Wildday of Madrer, 150 AV
The group had just reached the edge of the seemingly blighted Stricken Forest. In the fading light of the day they peered into the woods and noted the lack of underbrush and the profound silence that suffused the area. Dead trees jutted from the ground like the fingers of a corpse struggling to escape from the earth.
Rather than enter such a horrid place during