Ancient Of Days on :
I love the "flavor" you're able to tie into these entries, such as "I know, it sounds like the beginning to some terrible halfling joke." Great stuff.
Saturday, July 23. 2005Urfengar: Dwarven Purgatory Part 2
Thelonious went on to recount his group's adventures saying that after the craven departure of the orcish hordes, the town of GladeKeep was overjoyed and celebrated their saviors with what few resources they had left (apparently some of the orcs managed to attack the town while Thelonious and company were stalking the hill giant.) As the business Nalathisor knew of was still pressiing, the adventurers decided to head out of town the next morning. However, on their way out of the city gates, a young halfing came pelting up on a steed worthy of his stature. He seemed to know Kitya (the druid) and told her that she was needed in distant Brindenford. The young paladin informed the group that his god required his services there as well, so the party agreed to accompany the lass and her small companion.
Upon reaching Brindenford without incident, Thelonious went with Llan to the local shrine of Heironeous while the rest of the group attempted to find lodgings. Llan was assigned a paladin's quest by his god, so Thelonious offered his support, which the half-elf gladly accepted. At this point in the story, my young friend grew quiet. Seeing that he didn't want to be pressed on the particulars of this holy quest, I asked him what his friends had done while he was off with Llan. He told me that upon completing Heironeous' task and returning to the city, the locals informed Llan and Thelonious that their friends were locked in combat on top of the local baron's keep. I've heard a bit of the story from those that were there, and it seems there had been all sorts of mad things going on. Wererats were running around in gangs infecting people, strange sorcerors were warping reality in some bookstore, and at some point, the local priests of Pelor were booted from their temple while a portal to one of the Nine Hells was opened up. Somehow, an Aasimar ranger, a human druid, a halfling rogue, an elven wizard-rogue, a half-elven wizardess, and an elven basher were able to put a stop to it. I know, it sounds like the beginning to some terrible halfling joke. Anyway, Thelonious and Llan arrived on the scene with a bunch of local holy men just as the mind flayer that had been running things turned tail and fled the battle. The baron had been under its control and was unsurprisingly confused as to what all these people were doing on his balcony. After the priests of Pelor smoothed things over with him, the baron threw a big party for his rescuers. Thelonious commented at this point, that it seemed like the group was going to be making a habit of saving towns as they passed through them. Trackbacks
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Ancient Of Days on :
I love the "flavor" you're able to tie into these entries, such as "I know, it sounds like the beginning to some terrible halfling joke." Great stuff.
wren on :
This made me chuckle. Thanks. ^_^
Mad Giggler on :
I'm glad you guys liked it. I should probably spend more time developing Urfengar so these have a little more of him in them, but I'm mostly posting them to remind myself what all has been going on. Plus, if everyone posts a little entry after each D&D session, we wouldn't have to recap every time. :)
Sideshow on :
Well after I de-spoilerify my journal I'll post it, which was current up until I DM. Then I'll catch it up
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