[ D&D ] TFYP: Session Four

This is the adventuring journal of Timoura Silverstrings, Bard and Harper, as we make our way through the sixth season of the Dungeons & Dragons Adventurers League: Tales From the Yawning Portal.  Reading beyond this point may result in spoilers if you are playing or plan to play through this adventure.

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Once we were rested, we went out afresh in search of Erxidar.  Imagine our surprise when we found her none too far away — screaming, of course, but at least we found her!  She was surrounded by strange, twig-like creatures and, upon their defeat, she explained that they were called Twig Blights.  Minions of a human magic-user named Bellac, they were intended as guardians for a tree of magical fruit in a place called the Twilight Grove.  According to goblin rumor, some of the fruit invigorated the spirit while others stole it away.

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[ D&D ] TFYP: Session Three

This is the adventuring journal of Timoura Silverstrings, Bard and Harper, as we make our way through the sixth season of the Dungeons & Dragons Adventurers League: Tales From the Yawning Portal.  Reading beyond this point may result in spoilers if you are playing or plan to play through this adventure.

PROCEED WITH CAUTION!

After resting in Meepo’s lair, the party decided it was time to go and collect Erxidar.  However, we found the room infested with hobgoblins. We dealt with them handily, but one tried to bolt.  Awsht caught up with it and ended its days.  It fell into the pit we narrowly avoided on our way in. Two small goblin skeletons lay there, victims of their own trap, perhaps? Conkin went down into the pit to investigate, finding a few items of interest, but also another rat!  These small ones must look tasty. It didn’t last long after biting the druid. 

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[ D&D ] TFYP: Day Two

This is the adventuring journal of Timoura Silverstrings, Bard and Harper, as we make our way through the sixth season of the Dungeons & Dragons Adventurers League: Tales From the Yawning Portal.  Reading beyond this point may result in spoilers if you are playing or plan to play through this adventure.

PROCEED WITH CAUTION!

Erxidar, as it happens, was accidentally struck by the poisoned dart that Awsht triggered on the door. We realized this when the wizard fell asleep right in the middle of the room! Fortunately, we’d just emptied out a nice, cozy room to stow her in!   

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[ Books ] Test of the Twins (Dragonlance: Legends, Vol. 3)

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The final book in this trilogy, Test of the Twins, came and went pretty swiftly.  I actually managed to finish it before I got around to writing a blog post for it.  I usually try to do one at the half-way mark, then another at the end.  Instead you’re going to get it all at once!

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[ Books ] War of the Twins (Dragonlance: Legends, Vol. 2)

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So here we are, back again, as I finish up with War of the Twins!  The Army of Fistandantilus has reached the mountain fastness of the dwarven home of Thorbardin, but it’s no easy battle for either side as intrigue and betrayal runs amok!

As always with these discussions on books, if you’d rather read it for yourself first and avoid any potential spoilers, please turn back now!

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[ Books ] War of the Twins (Dragonlance, Legends Vol. 2)

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We return to the world of Krynn, but are now in a different time than we left our heroes in Time of the Twins.  They’ve moved ahead some one-hundred years after the Cataclysm and stand on the precipice of the Dwarfgate Wars.

At this point in time, if you’ve only read Chronicles and this far in Legends, the Dwarfgate Wars likely don’t mean anything to you.  There’s a fair bit of lore-dropping in Dragonlance that later gets back-filled by other books in the franchise.  Suffice to say, you’re supposed to feel that the Dwarfgate Wars are a Pretty Important Event when it comes to the timeline.

As always, here is my convenient spoiler warning — don’t read past this point if you’re still enjoying the series on your own!

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Siege of Arey: Two

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Within the palace walls, everything felt close, almost stifling.  It felt as every eye watched, critical of her every move; as if her life were now under close scrutiny and the world waited for a single mistake to be made.  It made it difficult to know who to trust, but there were stalwarts here, men and women loyal to the Empire that would not be so easily turned by the Whiteblood.  There were also those who were suspect.

Lord Cyto Kine was the current Minister of War, but long had he opposed Alane’s rule, oftentimes undermining her authority during council sessions or circumventing her plans.  His machinations were always subtle, but Alane was wise enough to the ways of her own court that she knew.  Once, she might have drawn him up on charges of conspiracy, but the Whiteblood that served as her guard had turned against her, leaving her near-defenseless in a den of lions.  She could not afford to show any weakness.  Not now.

As if the very thought of him conjured the man, the hulking shadow of the Lord fell over Alane as she passed through the doorway into her audience chamber.  It was empty at this time of night, bereft of the many courtiers that flit and fluttered, trying to catch the eye or attention of the Empire.  There was no one, then, to see as Lord Cyto reached out to take hold of Alane’s arm as she passed him, jerking it back hard to force the Empress to stop. A sickening thread of hatred and anger rippled through Alane, but it was only a passing look of irritation that crossed her features.

“Unhand me, Minister.”  She said with deliberate care.  “The hour is late and I am weary.”

“Oh, a thousand apologies, Your Majesty, I only wanted to make sure that you were all right after seeing that frightful display outside.  How it must wound you, Ma’am, to see our beloved city brought so low.”

“It would wound me more if the Empire were actually guilty of the upsets that the Whiteblood give us claim to, but we cannot blame the people for being lost and confused when our own Imperial Guard have turned against us.  Still, the foul roots of this tree will be excavated eventually and the offenders dealt with.  We have no fear of that.”  Alane extricated her arm from Lord Cyto’s grip with a twist of her wrist, then stepping out of his immediate range lest he catch her again.

“How brave you are, Ma’am,” he said, looking past her to the empty room beyond.  “For someone so alone.”

She inclined her chin with pride.  “We are not alone as one might think.  Have faith, Lord Cyto.  There are those loyal to us still.”  With that, she took herself across the audience hall and beyond into her private chambers.

Lord Cyto watched her go, his eyes narrowing a fraction.  “Not for long…” he murmured darkly to himself.  “Not for long.”