A Fateful Return
Before leaving towards the Lurkwood the next morning, we stopped by the Golden Hammer where after some back and forth, we managed to get some diamond spell components for Kyla for the geodes we returned from the mines. From there, we went back to the Hall of the Alliance, to see how far Nada had gotten in her rummaging through recent reports. The dwarf complained briefly about our quick return and said that with more time, she would have had a more thorough look and could have sorted out some of the more fictitious sightings, but still presented us with a pile of documents, detailing her current results. A tremendous amount of work must have gone into this on her behalf already, and we thanked her accordingly for her excellent work. This would be something to browse through on our journey. Not knowing when we would next return to the city, Grum said his farewells with his family and around noon we rode our mounts through the south-westerly gate, back towards the forest.
The days have grown noticeably colder this far north, riding our horses I for one was painfully aware of the steady wind cutting through thinner layers of clothing and wrapped my cloak more tightly around myself. It already was late afternoon when we reached the edge of the Lurkwood, where Grum took the lead of guiding us and our mounts under its canopy. Still, with the shorter days and thick leaf cover above us, it soon became to dark for proper travel and we found ourselves a suitable site to bed down for the night. Gathered into the little magical hut, and thus shielded against the cold and prying eyes, I took first watch as the others fell asleep around me. Browsing through some of the findings Nada had given us, I could not help but smirk at the nature of some of the beliefs held about the forest, especially with our knowledge of the very real existence of at least one treant and his promise that there were more, alongside a handful of dryads watching over the woods. But the belief of some hidden treasure, portals to other worlds and the sightings of strange creatures fell in line with what we had learned from Kyla and Teynos about these artefacts, and especially the powers ascribed to resting in a forest and with a world tree seemed awfully real in light of such myths. The sightings of gnolls and their tracks seemed to increase over the last month, and from my reading they seem to grow stronger and bolder by the tenday. And the creeping corruption seemed to be noticed a handful of times at least, although most wanderers based on these reports seem somewhat oblivious to the sinister powers seeking to take hold here. Still, the two mentions of elves between the reports and observations leaves me wondering if there is some more civilised society that calls the forest their home? Possibly something to bring up with Quercus when we next see him. Thus occupied, my watch went without further incidents until I woke Kyla to take over for me.
This morning, Kyla and Nysqwen both informed us that during their watch they saw some shadow lurking outside our camp, Nysqwen described it as a massive spider, with a span of a good two and a half paces and a light blueish, almost white abdomen. However, as soon as either of them honed their gaze in on the apparition, it seemed to vanish in an instant. We did not find any tracks around our camp, but all felt a somewhat more watchful and sombre mood taking hold as we readied ourselves to continue our journey.
We wandered on for most of the day. The paths we tread on grew noticeably less trafficked, the underbrush from both sides encroaching ever closer until we decided we would be quicker if we dismounted. The swirling black mists we had seen during our first visit, that were dissipated in the presence of Quercus’s influence, equally grew in intensity as we pressed on. An oppressive, tense anticipation took hold. It was after dusk, when we finally began hearing the creaking of deep, wooden voices and stepped out onto an ancient clearing under a starry, moonless sky. The place was overlooked by a massive, timeworn oak, older than the kingdoms of humans, branches like enormous arms stretched towards the sky. There gathered around Grum’s oldest friend, we stood in awe, the first humanoids in possibly centuries to see gathered the treants Mountaingiant, Barkwatcher, Mossbeard and Gloommoss, as well as smaller, lithe female figures, the dryads Quercus had mentioned, Thalassa, Lyndra and Sylvaria . A gathering of watchers, an occasion so rare it was the stuff of legends.
As we approached, we just heard Brannwyr speak up. His bark was marked by countless winters and his voice resembled that of rumbling thunder in an autumnal storm. He described something pulling on their roots. A cold, one oblivious to seasons. Sylthara, a dryad, clad in golden leaves, whispered with a haunting voice like wind through a canopy in agreement that the trees muttered of disappearances. Their sisters in the outer groves wilted, with no reason or signs. The ground trembled as Gorlyn Ironbranch slammed a massive arm on the ground and moaned that this was no fire, nor the cold kiss of axes. He named it the void gorging.
Then something changed. Something crawled over this clearing, incorporeal, not moving air, a stagnant, unfathomable silence that caused us all to stiffen up in mute anticipation. Quiet, scuffing steps as of leaves dragged over stone approached from the west. And from between the shadows another figure emerged, stepping between Barkwacher and Gloommoss. A dryad, yet – changed. Where once green, knowing eyes peered kindly over the forest, pearls of midnight black took in the scenery. The once taut skin now cracked, like dead branches. Malgara. She raised a crackling voice, filled with a coldness that so betrayed her role of a shepherd, proclaiming that where it had been spoken of disappearances, there on the contrary was no vanishing, no dying. It was a return.
Brannwyr was the first to shake off his stunned state and called out in surprise that the once proud Malgara had fallen, to which she but laughed. A cold, lightless rasping sound that echoed amidst leaves and skin. She objected that quite the opposite, she finally had risen. She proclaimed that the lifeforce that the collective guarded so fiercely was never meant to remain with them. It was the feedstock for something larger. Something that stirs again. She opened her hand, a dark essence welling up from her palm, black as rotten wood, rising into the air. The surrounding trees began creaking as if under some unseen pressure. The treants next to where she stood were engulfed by this black mist. Ancient, proud bark wilted, cracked, rotted. A lifeless darkness settled into their previously gleaming eyes, the same darkness that covered Malgara’s own. The ground trembled, Roots retreated. And for the first time in centuries, the forest stopped whispering. Suddenly, massive spiders appeared out of nowhere amidst the gathering, matching the description Nysqwen had given of the apparition she had seen during her watch.
[to be continued at a spot where Morthos would have had time to write this all down.]
Morthos's Journal Ordered oldest to newest
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The Backstory
10th of Myrtul, 1481 DR
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The Gathering of the Four Misfits
15th Kythorn, 1481 DR
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Straight into the Adventure!
17th Kythorn, 1481 DR
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On a Quest - For Quests!
18th Kythorn, 1481 DR
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Dead End for the Red Bands
19th Kythorn, 1481 DR
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On the Road Again
22nd of Kythorn, 1481 DR
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A Truly Horrible Experience
23rd of Kythorn, 1481 DR
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Dealings with Death
24th of Kythorn, 1481 DR
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A Killing Word
25th of Kythorn, 1481 DR
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Wand’ring and Trading
29th of Kythorn, 1481 DR
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A Flying Visit in Neverwinter
3rd of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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Of Small Trees and Large Spiders
4th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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An Attempt to End Them Rightly
5th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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Finally - Charge!
5th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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A Twisted Rescue Mission
6th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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How to Clean a Castle
7th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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The Return to Phandalin
8th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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The Eluding Spider
11th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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Two Hangovers and a Funeral
12th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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The Flame Rekindles
12th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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Reclaiming the Forge
13th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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When Past, Present and Future Meet
19th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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Riddles and New Friends
20th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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Midsummer Carnival
21st of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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Investigations in the Dark
23rd of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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Whatever, We’re Still Standing in Shit!
25th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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The Haunted Marshes
26th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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Dismembered Corpses – and a Cauldron
28th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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Arising Tensions
29th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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From the Dungeon to the Sewers
30th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
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The Ritual
Midsummer, 1481 DR
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A Devil and Repercussions
Midsummer, 1481 DR
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How to Civilise an Orc Tribe
1st of Eleasis, 1481 DR
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Towards Unknown Caves
5th of Eleasis, 1481 DR
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Of Pacts and Mushrooms
7th of Eleasis, 1481 DR
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The Dragon
13th of Eleasis, 1481 DR
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The Birth Of The Green Scales
16th of Eleasis, 1481 DR
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Forth To New Adventures
19th of Eleasis, 1481 DR
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The Madness of the Dark
24th (?) of Eleasis, 1481 DR
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Fishy Business
30th (?) of Eleasis, 1481 DR
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Out of the Dark
8th of Eleint, 1481 DR
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Into the North
13th of Eleint, 1481 DR
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Everything Is On Fire!
16th of Eleint, 1481 DR
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Ever North Goes the Road
25th of Eleint, 1481 DR
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Always Keep A Door Up Your Sleeve!
27th of Eleint, 1481 DR
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First Steps in Mirabar
1st of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
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On The Search For Quercus
2nd of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
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Reunited
4th of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
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The Hyenas of the Forest
6th of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
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Family Reunion and Ill Omens
8th of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
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The Path of Darkness
9th of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
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A Fateful Return
11th of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
10th of Myrtul, 1481 DR
15th Kythorn, 1481 DR
17th Kythorn, 1481 DR
18th Kythorn, 1481 DR
19th Kythorn, 1481 DR
22nd of Kythorn, 1481 DR
23rd of Kythorn, 1481 DR
24th of Kythorn, 1481 DR
25th of Kythorn, 1481 DR
29th of Kythorn, 1481 DR
3rd of Flamerule, 1481 DR
4th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
5th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
5th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
6th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
7th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
8th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
11th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
12th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
12th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
13th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
19th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
20th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
21st of Flamerule, 1481 DR
23rd of Flamerule, 1481 DR
25th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
26th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
28th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
29th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
30th of Flamerule, 1481 DR
Midsummer, 1481 DR
Midsummer, 1481 DR
1st of Eleasis, 1481 DR
5th of Eleasis, 1481 DR
7th of Eleasis, 1481 DR
13th of Eleasis, 1481 DR
16th of Eleasis, 1481 DR
19th of Eleasis, 1481 DR
24th (?) of Eleasis, 1481 DR
30th (?) of Eleasis, 1481 DR
8th of Eleint, 1481 DR
13th of Eleint, 1481 DR
16th of Eleint, 1481 DR
25th of Eleint, 1481 DR
27th of Eleint, 1481 DR
1st of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
2nd of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
4th of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
6th of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
8th of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
9th of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
11th of Marpenoth, 1481 DR
The major events and journals in Morthos's history, from the beginning to today.
A Fateful Return
Before leaving towards the Lurkwood the next morning, we stopped by the Golden Hammer where after some back and forth, we managed to get some diamond spell components for Kyla for the geodes we returned from the mines. From there, we went back to the Hall...
06:18 pm - 09.03.2025Family Reunion and Ill Omens
Our first morning back in the city was dominated by debates on how to tackle the multitude of tasks we had found ourselves with, both personal and with regards to our encounters in the Lurkwood. We settled on first visiting the Axe of Mirabar and began he...
06:14 pm - 09.03.2025The Path of Darkness
Since it would be another day until we would have to leave for the gathering of the shepherds of the forest and Nada required some more time in her investigations to maybe give us a better picture of the forest and how it related to Kyla’s vision, we de...
06:13 pm - 09.03.2025Family Reunion and Ill Omens
Our first morning back in the city was dominated by debates on how to tackle the multitude of tasks we had found ourselves with, both personal and with regards to our encounters in the Lurkwood. We settled on first visiting the Axe of Mirabar and began he...
06:07 pm - 09.03.2025The Hyenas of the Forest
When Quercus had recovered sufficiently, we gathered to discuss our more immediate next steps. According to the treant, it would take several days to gather those that he was contemplating on calling, it is a rare occasion that such meetings are convoked....
09:22 pm - 07.09.2024Into the North
After a short breather, we continued our track further west, the terrain around us slowly losing in intensity of the waves of hills and flattening out more and more. Eventually we laid eyes again on the Sea of Swords in the distance, drawing in deeply the...
10:22 pm - 12.09.2022Out of the Dark
Covered by the mushroom forest, we circled the underground city to both sides as far as possible. It was built on the shore of another huge, black lake, to which Daril said it might be a branch from the Darklake. This fabled water system allegedly spans v...
11:35 am - 09.05.2022A Fishy Business
Despite the accumulating exhaustion and the torment of the last night, we saw ourselves forced to press on, following Grum through ever-dark tunnels of bare rock. Shadows were dancing around us even in the absence of light. Shapes that seemed alien and ye...
02:07 pm - 16.04.2022The Madness of the Dark
ll dried up, we started our journey deeper into the underdark. Grum and Nysqwen were leading the way, my old friend seeming quite happy and confident this deep under the earth and following clues none of us really could identify. Darriel had instructed us...
10:17 pm - 03.04.2022Forth To New Adventures
After an early breakfast, we headed straight for the Hall of Justice, curious what would await us there. It was a busy morning, Tyrran priests rushed through the halls and corridors perhaps in preparation of some ritual. We had to wait briefly in an antec...
05:33 pm - 27.02.2022The Birth Of The Green Scales
The following morning was started off with a hearty breakfast, shared by all of us, Irakin and the children. Spirits were high as we had slept particularly well, for the first time in a while not having to have watches or the constant threat of an undesir...
09:27 pm - 18.12.2021The Dragon
We replenished our stocks in Phandalin and paid a short visit to sister Garaele who confirmed Grum’s first speculations about the magical items we had found and bade us greet Archie once we saw him again. Then we set out towards Thundertree, anxious of ...
06:15 pm - 11.12.2021Of Pacts and Mushrooms
Early in the next morning Kyla shook all of us awake. Quietly she pointed out the orc standing watch at the cave entrance, flanked by a large dire wolf. Nysqwen and Grum confirmed that the pair had already been holding lookout when it was their turn durin...
06:14 pm - 11.12.2021Towards Unknown Caves
Upon our return from Mantka Riiba’s camp we had picked up provisions, ropes, torches and other bits and pieces we would require for our journey south before bedding down for the night. I had spent the rest of the evening reunited with Anataea and althou...
02:44 pm - 02.08.2021How to Civilise an Orc Tribe
Upon our return we were greeted by Irakin and Anataea who sat in the common room over a cup of wine, clearly relieved by the return of peace to the city. For the second time this day we recited what had happened in the past night. It will never cease to a...
02:43 pm - 02.08.2021A Devil and Repercussions
It was cold. We could see our heavy breath gathering in a mist before our eyes as we stared up to the gigantic monster that had just appeared. Sharp fangs dripped in anticipation, while absurdly long claws scraped against the rough-hewn stone floor of the...
01:46 pm - 28.06.2021The Ritual
Our explorations were abruptly cut short as a familiar haunting, yet alluring melody trailed down a nearby well shaft. The moisture of recent rainfall made our ascend on the slippery stones painfully slow to the point of the music seemingly having faded a...
10:46 pm - 09.05.2021From the Dungeon to the Sewers
A nerve-racking eternity later, Kyla and Nysqwen returned. They had explained all we knew to master Khalid, including our encounters with the hags in the swamp and the curse laid upon the daughter of the lumberjack. Nysqwen’s superior had hypothesised t...
01:01 am - 21.03.2021Arising Tensions
From the temple of Mystra, we decided to go our separate ways around sunset to accomplish our individual goals for the evening. However, as Grum and I left Archie at his place to go to the dwarf’s home, Teynos continued to trot along with us. As we did ...
12:14 am - 19.03.2021Dismembered Corpses – and a Cauldron
After the perils of the last night, my friends fell asleep in but an instant while I kept watch for what remained of the night and into the morning. Around noon the fog from the bog had begun to recede and I started to prepare a simple salad and seared so...
11:52 pm - 02.03.2021The Haunted Marshes
Our first stop after taking our leave from Bran was Grum’s brewery in the hopes of meeting him there. And indeed, upon hearing from our arrival he stepped out from the building, visibly tired, yet smiling. His apron was covered in all kinds of liquids a...
05:01 pm - 17.01.2021Whatever, We’re Still Standing in Shit!
We woke up later the same day yet none of us had rested well. Over a late lunch, Nal told us that the skirmishes had continued all day although the city watch managed to fight them back more effectively as time passed by. With no better idea on where to s...
11:43 pm - 08.01.2021Investigations in the Dark
The following day started off cooler than the previous ones, but quickly grew in heat. We set off towards the harbour once again, hoping for more information about or news from either the “Arielle” or the “Albatross”. With the docks, an imposing, ...
08:38 pm - 29.11.2020Midsummer Carnival
After a hearty breakfast served by Bor and Tana, we made our way back to town to pick up Grum and Archie. After catching up with their respective duties, they seemed rather eager to escape their work and figure out what we wanted to do next. After Archie ...
03:29 pm - 15.11.2020Riddles and New Friends
After finishing our lunch, the five of us made our way east of the wall in the direction of the ominous chasm cleaving through the city. Easily enough we found our way through the familiar streets of the worn-down district. The Beggar’s Nest had always ...
05:29 pm - 22.10.2020When Past, Present and Future Meet
Early in the morning of the 14th of Flamerule, I met up with Grum, Gundren and Nundro. Together we gathered all the hired miners, mostly humans and dwarves, and set out for the mine which we reached after half a day of travel. I imagine, Archie had prepar...
10:54 am - 13.08.2020Reclaiming the Forge
The minutes passed as we waited in the dark, weapons readied and prepared to swing at any signs of the skull. Listening intently, to our south a squishing sound emerged from the hallways, conjuring memories of giant slime cubes creeping over stone, mindle...
02:03 pm - 12.08.2020The Flame Rekindles
After finishing our rest, we turned to investigate the corridor to our southwest, from which a faint green glow emanated. After a few strides, the tunnel partially was barred by some debris, yet all of us could pass through beneath it, albeit on our knees...
10:55 pm - 04.08.2020One Funeral and Two Hangovers
Before we left the Miners’ Exchange, Kyla tried one last time to get some information from the foreman, this time with a little magical support. But he could tell us nothing new. Nysqwen tried something that resembled advances on a more personal level b...
11:13 pm - 21.07.2020The Eluding Spider
Finally. The deed is done. The black spider caught, its minions slain and all of us survived. In the furthest room of the dark caverns within the wave echo cave, we won a triumphant battle and after what felt like eternity had some time to tend to our wou...
06:03 am - 16.07.2020The Return to Phandalin
The small statue we found is definitely of elven origin and features a small, stylised eye engraved on its forehead. Other than that, we could not detect any further inscriptions or hints as to what mysteries it might contain. Archie managed to get a glim...
02:33 pm - 02.06.2020How to Clean a Castle
As was to be expected, the past night was not as restful as we might have hoped for. Constant noises from within the ruin, the sounds of Neverwinter forest outside and the lingering smell of burned flesh made for an unpleasant concoction. Yet besides nume...
10:02 am - 14.05.2020A Twisted Rescue Mission
All of us awoke this morning after warm beams of morning sunlight punctured through our tent walls. Wait, all of us? When we stepped outside, the huge shape of a dragonborn was curled around the last remaining ashes of a burned-out campfire, snoring like ...
08:22 pm - 05.05.2020Finally - Charge!
Despite the frightening visit last night, we all found rest at some point to break camp early this morning. Long enough had we postponed our setting out to free Gundren – should he still be alive. The first revelation following our awakening was that Ky...
12:19 pm - 29.04.2020An Attempt to End Them Rightly
The end to this day was even more gruesome than its beginning. The men we ate with not an hour ago may have been cultists, worshipping a deity to throw the world into turmoil, lying, deceiving and possibly ruthless folk. Yet, they shared their abode and t...
11:25 am - 24.04.2020Of Small Trees and Large Spiders
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11:28 pm - 18.04.2020A Flying Visit in Neverwinter
There certainly is no rest to be found when adventuring. Four days ago, we started our journey back in the direction of Neverwinter. We arrived yesterday and are already on the road again. Immediately following our departure from Phandalin, still sadde...
10:23 am - 13.04.2020Wand’ring and Trading
We slept a few miles away from the cave to make sure, none of the orcs would be paying us a deathly visit during the night. And a beautiful night it was, a clear, star studded sky sparkled high over our small camp site. This close to the mountains, not ma...
02:15 pm - 27.03.2020A Killing Word
“The power of words can never be underestimated, Morthos!”, one of the first lessons by Anathaea and one of her most often repeated ones. And yet only now is it that I begin to grasp its true meaning. And danger… As planned yesterday, we headed o...
03:46 pm - 26.03.2020Dealings with Death
For my taste, we encountered death to many times today. My hopes of being relieved from the disturbing memories of our visit of Agatha were quickly shattered as she haunted me throughout the night, stealing every bit of rest from me. Gladly none of the ot...
02:14 pm - 26.03.2020A Truly Horrible Experience
As if yesterday’s eve was too harmonious and peaceful, todays events seemed to act as a counterpoint in this pure beauty. As if to remind us of the colder, harsher side this world so well knows to offer. I think I can speak for all of us if I say tha...
01:16 pm - 26.03.2020On the Road Again
After dealing with the red band scum, we were faced with a hard decision. What course would we take on next? Go east to find and speak with the old banshee and perhaps inquire about the undead and orcish activities reported near a place named Old Owl Well...
11:22 am - 26.03.2020The Red Band Hide Out
The deed is done - and we all lived! Toblins young son told us about his friend Krab, who stumbeled across a cave mouth within the forest to the southeast of the town. Therefore we went to visit the Alderleaf farm, home of the most endearling halflings...
12:41 pm - 24.03.2020On a Quest - For Quests!
Well, if I can draw any conclusions at this point in my very young adventurer career, I can without a doubt say, Anathaea was right. There are two things in this world that connect every form of life. Two things that, if destilled down, soon can be unifie...
01:00 pm - 23.03.2020Straight into the Adventure!
Well dear auditorium, be carful what you whish for. I asked for an adventure - and immediately got my fair share of it. After some time of travel - this boy Archie sure plays a lot with his little apparatusses - we came upon a site that reeked suspicio...
11:46 am - 19.03.2020The Gathering of the Four Misfits
It was an interesting day. One that started as profound and near boring as most other days, the same buisy city, loud crowds, empty wallets and stomachs. Neverwinter hardly was what I would call beautiful this time of the year and once more I found my...
10:10 pm - 15.03.2020The Backstory
Once upon a time, 32 years ago in fact, a Tiefling was born in a shabby, worn down cottage on one of the darkest allys in Neverwinter. The Mother of this boy, a professional seer, often came home late, drunken and smelling terribly of drunken humans. Ther...
09:41 pm - 15.03.2020The list of amazing people following the adventures of Morthos.
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