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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 →
23 Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), seven bells after highmoon. I wake from a dream of a Kenku, blood welling bright from a large hole in her chest. She is cawing hopelessly and she clutches onto Quen. I watch, unmoved, as she scrabbles to use my sword to stop herself from sinking... Continue Reading →
22 Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), late evening. Healed and energized by our time at Helm’s Hall, we soon find ourselves on Zastrow Street again. Approaching Candle Lane, its winding darkness sending a shiver of dread through my air, I see that there is an inn at the junction of these roads.... 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 