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PostSubject: Frontierlands, the Gryffonford Alliance   Sun Dec 16, 2018 2:42 pm

We begin our new campaign mid-September in the military city called Silver Stone. Our adventures have been travelling the last 3 months together while working with Eastwallen Trading Company, guarding a large caravan from the Solben Empire to the far western Frontierlands.

Virum the Desert Goblin monk in training, Kenith, Half orc Eldritch Knight, Korin Half orc Battle Master, Waata ex-ship slave who has found the Allmother's favor, and Buckethead, a half orc frenzied bezerker.


A week has gone by since arriving in the city, a city busy with trade, harvest and preparation for winter, and our adventures are bored. Looking for adventuring work, a few leads were discovered in the trading marketplace near the Empire Gate.

2 days ago, a handful of survivors arrived from the large sawmill 10 miles outside the city, claiming the Mill had been attacked and sacked by Goblins riding on massive spiders as mounts. Dean Callaway, the Sawmill's owner, is rumored to look for independent adventures to deal with the problem, possiblely offering upto 300 gp.

Also, its also rumored that owners of Roldskull's Tomes & Maps, a half orc named Zorn Roldskull and his partner, a flambouant dwarven Bard named Borbos Everstone have recently aqcuired a map to the mysterious Malachite Ruins in the heart of the Falcon Hills, and is looking to sponser a expedition into it's depths.

But most pressingly was a friend of Buckethead, a enforcer at the Dock Markets named Elm Starkvalas and his foreman Everret needs help with giant rats who have raided the back of their warehouse. First offering 20gp for the entire party, Korin and Virum manage to convience Everet each of the members were worth 20gp each.

Once a wage was agreed upon, the party set out, Waata tracking the rats with ease to an abandoned stone church a few miles outside the city walls on the edge of the Falcon Hills over looking the Bluestone Lake shores.
the footprints lead to the church's muck filled basement, where the rats inside swarm out, but are quickly slayed.

Inside the party quickly sweep thru, finding evidence of squatters living inside until they finally fine a set of human twins, teenagers between the ages 13 and 14, they seem to be arguing with a dark twisted robed gnome. Once the gnome spots the party, he commands the kids to attack, forcing them to change to wererats.

But with righteous speed and strength, Virum sprang forward and slew the gnome with several well placed blows. Buckethead quickly then severed the head of the gnome and turn to interragate the Twins.

During the questioning, Waata began to doubt the sincerity of the Twin's story and made a remark about such, which seem to be enough to cause Buckethead to attack the Boy and quickly slaying him.

Fearful, the Girl transform into a tiny rat and fleed into a mouse hole and got away.


Treasure gained - Spellbook, journal written in gnomish, 10 sp and a strange wand made from birchwood carved to look like a rat tail.
XP gained - 300 XP each

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Kj

Player: I set off the trap with my glaive.
DM: A massive Girallon appears bellowing in your face while he charges. *rolls a pair of 20 dice* Double 20's!! *rolls more dice* Umm........hmmmm.....well.........
Player: What?
DM: Well, apparently this Girallon is related to Chewbacca. The monster tears off both your arms and beats your character to death with is own arms.
Player Fuck you Kyle.
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PostSubject: Re: Frontierlands, the Gryffonford Alliance   Tue Jan 15, 2019 7:37 pm

Session 2 -

The party returns to inside the city walls after purging out the wererat group from the abandoned hillside church, collecting their pay from Elm & Everett at the docks. From there the party returns back to the "The Old Wheel Inn" to discuss their next move and celebrate a job done.

At this time, they were spied upon by the mysterious cloaked figure named Ori, and entering the Inn was a large group of Noble looking Dragonborn of metallic scale.

The owner of the Inn, a middle aged human named Banthony "Ban" Hawkfen, some what star-struck by the dragonborn lead them to a private room.

Vyrum took this time to arrange a visit to the owner of the local brothel, a high elf named Monica Sunstarr who runs and owns "The Moon Light Inn". He learns that one way to earn her favor would to find evidence/information of an ancient series of magical portals thought to be created by an dead Empire that once ruled this land thousand of years ago.

Kennith harrassed a dwarven smithy named Kelvan Blackfist and his 5 sons to silver his weapon for a fifith of the price. He was unsuccessful.

Later in the afternoon/early evening, a rich noble looking human with a monocule and a top hat with a swagger cane enters the Old Wheel Inn. After speaking with the Innkeeper, this man quickly ducks into a private eating room that was given to the Dragonborn.

the man is Dean Callaway, owner of a successful lumber mill 10 miles outside of the city, offers 300 gold to the Dragonborn known as Granmyr. Apparently the Callaway Mill has been run over with spiders and purple skinned goblins, and Dean would like for Granmyr and his party to purge them out.

Granmyr's group are not true adventures, but a Knight Errant's retinue. And so Granmyr strides out into the common room and hires the Party to accompany him, and also hires Ori, who is a spellcaster of sorts.

The next day the party heads out, the night brought frost, but by mid day the air is warm with early Autumns morning cold leaves. The party sees several large buildings, a pair of pole barns and a main lodge. The land around the mill has been all logged away, but the edge of the mighty Volos Forest is but a mile away to the south. a Dark thick forest full of old growth Fir and cedar trees, home to many mysteries.

while the group investigates, they are ambushed by several different kinds of spiders and spider kinds. Large black spiders that rival the sizes of Draft horses being ridden by purple skinned, blacked eyed monstronities known as Ettercaps (spider humanoid mutants) and planar spiders who bounce between this realm and the spirit realm.

The spiders give a epic fight, but ultimately fall to the parties blades, except for the planar spiders who flee to the lodge. With that, the adventures retreat a mile or so away from the mill and rest into the later portion of the evening after the sun goes down.

Again the group moves back to the Mill, this time exploring further into the pole barn that looks like it used to host the mills beasts and tool storage. Inside they found a dozen or so cocoons filled with bodies that are incubating spider eggs and babies. The party deciede to destroy them before moving forward, and while doing so, the rest of the spiders from the lodge sneak up from the lodge to protect their young.

Again the party battle large spiders, spider kin, and spider the size of a wyvern (dubbed fatty) in a epic battle. Again the party are victorious, barely!

The group find no more spiders in the mill, or in the surrounding areas. but no treasure is found either. Lastly, evidence that the spiders came from the depths of Volos Forest from some muddy tracks leading away from the lodge.

The session ends with a decision for our adventures to make, do they try to track the spiders back to their lair inside the Dark forest, or call it good enough and return back to the city of Silver Stone.

Xp gained - 1500 (enough to level up to 4th level)

Kj
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Kj

Player: I set off the trap with my glaive.
DM: A massive Girallon appears bellowing in your face while he charges. *rolls a pair of 20 dice* Double 20's!! *rolls more dice* Umm........hmmmm.....well.........
Player: What?
DM: Well, apparently this Girallon is related to Chewbacca. The monster tears off both your arms and beats your character to death with is own arms.
Player Fuck you Kyle.
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