26th Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), early evening. Speaking in hurried whispers, Eliana and Vaikner describe the scene they encountered on the top floor of the tower. “It was horror after horror tonight.” Eliana mutters. “I couldn’t shake the thought that it seemed connected. I figured there had to be someone -... Continue Reading →
Chapter Nineteen: Husked.
26th Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), shortly after sunset The half-hearted rainfall has stopped. But there is a damp heaviness to the air. I wrinkle my nose: the sweetness of the blossoming orchards is now pressing in on all sides with cloying over-ripeness. The night is not fresh. Tatters of mist reach... Continue Reading →
Chapter Eighteen: Honeyed Words.
26th Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), distressingly close to one bell after highsun. Or maybe a little after… I feel like I am floating along the shining white paths that lead me out into the streets of Waterdeep. The time I spent with Amber today has made me so happy! We did... Continue Reading →
Chapter Twelve: Characters.
Saer Ambrosius Everrest: NPC, Human male, Doomguide of Kelemvor and Keeper of the City of the Dead, Chevall in the Order of the Gauntlet. A little grim, maybe a touch overly formal, definitely sleep-deprived. But very pleasingly…devout. So refreshing to meet another knight who appreciates the proper satisfaction gained from smiting evil. And he is... Continue Reading →
Chapter Twelve: Soul Line of Defense.
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 →
Chapter Ten: A Book for a Blackstaff.
25th Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing, 1492 D.R. - two bells after highsun. I stare at the shimmering letters as they fade into the dimness. I spoke resolutely to my friends, urging them to help me plan an attack against the foul Hag. But now I struggle to rally my thoughts towards strategy. I... Continue Reading →