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25th Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), perhaps an hour before high moon. We find our friend on the flower-wreathed hill where we first met Aundra; at the monument to the Battle of Waterdeep. Vaikner has wisely chosen an elevated vantage point for his watch. And his guard must have been quiet. He... Continue Reading →
So, being embroiled in the (apparently endless) house-move that has been our summer means not enough time to write or cook or play or read. There is just far too much tedious adulting filling our lives right now… But all of the packing, carrying, driving, unpacking, and progressively more ruthless purging of our possessions does... Continue Reading →
25th Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.) - twilight. This close to New Moon night, the sky remains bereft of Sehanine Moonbow’s presence. But the stars shine out above us, steady and luminous, as we draw close to the Doomguide. The path we walk on is made up of finely crushed white stone.... Continue Reading →
25 Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), sometime after highmoon. I am flying again. The light around me dazzles with its red-gold brilliance. The same undulating crimson dunes stretch out below me. The desert wind is dry and thin but my wings are gloriously strong. I soar higher, rising with the heat in... Continue Reading →
23 Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), close to highmoon. The Tower of Sehanine Moonbow is at its most bewitching during the nighttime hours. It glows under starlight as if the Moon Goddess were infusing her living light into its very walls. It shimmers with the myriad silver lanterns that are borne aloft... Continue Reading →
Embra: NPC, Fire Genasi female, just your friendly neighborhood master weapons-crafter, probably not a fearsome warrior with a dark past. Patient wife of Avi, watchful and protective mother of Bekhir and Bekhora. Avi: NPC, Water Genasi male, friendly and charming armorer and co-owner of Steam and Steel (the approachable one). Loving husband of Embra, devoted... Continue Reading →
23 Mirtul, 1492 D.R., Year of Three Ships Sailing. Early evening. “Um. Yeah. Like I was saying.” Eliana takes a step back from the glaring message on the door. “Last Call? That sounds terribly menacing.” I whisper. “What do you think it means?” “Perhaps it is the last call for help? Before something even worse... Continue Reading →
22 Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), nine bells after highsun. The waning moon has set and it is very dark when we reach the entrance to Candle Lane once again. It is still very uninviting but, as before, all is quiet. We move stealthily through the alley, slipping from one velvety shadow... Continue Reading →
22 Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), shortly after highsun. “Well, let’s get this over with. As quickly as possible.” Eliana says, taking one last regretful look at her empty plate and then turning her glare on George. He smiles at her sweetly, seemingly unruffled. “George, you will be staying here. Don’t even... Continue Reading →
Tears of the Seldarine 