Going off a hunch and in need of a lead, Gladbaegol and Associates decide to investigate the mine to determine where Coppergut has vanished to
Below is one convenient collection of maps from Barrelbog, a once-sleepy barrel-producing town that saw a little too much action.
Following a trail of bloody footprints after the jailbreak, Gladbaegol and Associates, a subsidiary of Wrye Industries, fought goons, mooks, tentacle beasts and the fiercest
When Glenn awoke the next morning, he vaguely remembered a deep, pulsing bass sound and the sounds of explosions. He mentioned them to the rest of
Falleron has a few classes and class archetypes that have cropped up organically as we’ve played over the years. Below is all the ones we’ve
Kraw Maga. A happy go lucky birdfolk in a dangerous world. The Scene: Interior. Smoky Room, approaching twilight. A dame with no business being in
Leon groggily wakes up at half health with a level of exhaustion he did not before his rage-fueled assault on the magister’s court, chained to
When The Lazy Minnow and its crew finally arrived in Daytown, they discovered it to be a tense and unpredictable place. Dim green lantern-light cast
As the days pass after the eruption on Roc Isle, the party weights the merits of returning back for Montrose to drop off their hunter
Seeking shelter to repair their ship, The Lazy Minnow, the party arrives on the remote, tropical island. As the crew sets to performing emergency
Buried away in the Hearthflare Temple, G&A had found a two hundred year old map labeled Points of Compassion, marking five sites to be visited
Finally! Gladbaegol and Associates complete their four game night exploration of the Hearthflare Temple and it is time to jump to something that isn’t just
Upon arriving at Kells, half the party seeks out the tavern, and Corpus Constructus, whose only conversation to strangers at this point has been HAVE
Concurrent with the events of the prologue, our adventurers have different reasons for setting sail from Tarchay to the town of Kells, southeast of Clontstead
The story of Heinrich Pfifferling, the great Trufflekin Necromancer, was all but forgotten after he met his grisly end.