Welcome to Total Party K-O! This is the spot for our weekly gaming session, campaign notes, occasional DM musing, etc.
Well-met!
Where adventure goes to die
Welcome to Total Party K-O! This is the spot for our weekly gaming session, campaign notes, occasional DM musing, etc.
Well-met!
You gathered before sunrise two days ago, just east of Elder Pool, where the High Way turns finally east. Horses and carriages had been sent by the Court. Each of you presented the wax-sealed summons that was your passport to Mainesbury and the “celebration.”
Lord Grey approaches you, an embarrassed smile on his face as he stretches out his hand. “I’m sorry,” he says. To you, the Baron of Darkmoor apologizes in his fine voice. “I did not catch your name.”
…the Circle approached one of the victims of the recent Dark Cloak violence, Shen Varle, local cobbler. We all have seen the violence done to poor Shen.
This pestilence (she continued) caused whole crops to fail and a fear of famine swept Darkmoor. Worse, however, was that the bread made from the wheat and the ale from the barley caused those to consume it to be likewise afflicted.
mber Corrin speaks first, attempting a conciliatory tone. He explains that a complete accounting of your recent activities in Elder Pool and at the Moat House is required.