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A battered, two-horse-drawn wagon, driven by a tired looking merchant, lumbers into town. One yoke is empty, the lone horse pulling the wagon is tired, its head down and weary. The man glances up, and, spying the group, pulls the wagon to a halt. Immediately, another man jumps from the back of the wagon, rushing towards the group. "Please!" he cries out as he nears, skidding to a halt before you. "Our wagon was attacked by bandits!"
The storyteller knocks on the door at the Shady Corners looking to share another story with her favorite adventurers. This time she promises a story that is nature-filled, action-packed, and more than a bit divine.
Two mestruns* ago, Lady Claudia von Markham, better known in Jastrey as Althena Andropolis, journeyed back to a home she had not seen in decades. The Nobles of the Barren Throne are on edge; all non-essential travel within Tarkalsys falls under heavy scrutiny, while the noble houses mobilize their forces and raise militia. The cause of the current tension was revealed as an attempt to take Arqveil's Crown.
The reclusive Duke Stursgraad has summoned all the Nobles of the Barren Throne to Vlostoc. Riding on the name of House von Markham, you are allowed entry as retainers. After two ages, who has attempted to break the entente between the Nobles of the Barren Throne?
[NOTE: Depending on party actions, you may be Left to Your Fate if you attend this adventure.]
[NOTE: The writer requests that those who attended "Bloodlines - Part 2" please strongly consider being In Play for this content.]
Constable Mulvany from Stoutnail sends another message to the citizens of Jastrey for aid. Since their last meeting, the town has been beset by undead and necromancers. With each citizen that falls to the menace, their ranks swell and make the defense of the city all the harder.
A weary, hatless gnome trudges into town carrying the weight of a daunting task. Feebly, she asks for Correllus Undertow or Pelle Carne.
Two mestruns* ago, Hathin Grandhelm, royal historian from Forgeholme, came to Jastrey on orders from Thorhad Stoneshield, acting Regent of the dwarves. Both Regent Thorhad Stoneshield, and the Council of Elders, have agreed to abide by the decision of Falkrunn Gobl'nsmasha, First of Kragg, and FuChu Anvilsmiter, Knight of Kragg, as to how to determine the new king.
In the ancient Dwarven city of Dwarroholm, a passage, carved by the immortal Espidrel, and used by the ancestors to flee the Dwarven fatherland of Owi Uldros, has remained sealed since the death of the First Grandhelm. By bringing the ancestors together, the Path of Espidrel is once more open; within Owi Uldros, first kingdom of the dwarves, you will find a way to determine the successor to the throne.
[NOTE: Depending on party actions, you may be left to your fate if you attend this adventure.]
Two mestruns* ago, Lady Claudia von Markham, better known in Jastrey as Althena Andropolis, journeyed back to a home she had not seen in decades. The Nobles of the Barren Throne are on edge; all non-essential travel within Tarkalsys falls under heavy scrutiny, while the noble houses mobilize their forces and raise militia. The cause of the current tension was revealed as an attempt to take Arqveil's Crown.
The reclusive Duke Stursgraad has summoned all the Nobles of the Barren Throne to Vlostoc. Riding on the name of House von Markham, you are allowed entry as retainers. After two ages, who has attempted to break the entente between the Nobles of the Barren Throne?
[NOTE: The writer requests that those who attended "Bloodlines - Part 2" please strongly consider being In Play for this content.]
A box has been placed in a shady spot, under a tree. On the box is written, 'Free Kittens.'
A frantic Gnome rushes into Jastrey panting for air, "please, please, I need all who can come help, we've made a terrible miscalculation... the shard... all of Orn... is in danger if they cannot be contained."
***Warning, this mod may lead you to your Fate, will you risk it all to save the world?***
Dirty little goblins leap out onto the road in front of you. One of the miserable creatures is wearing a tattered, patchwork cape of many colors. This goblin demands tribute to be paid to him as King of the Road.
"Yous tresspasses. Heres is mine roads."
