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STILL IN THE BARRACKS Alex was swamped, of course the mass cursed items shenanigans HAD to happen on her supervisor day off. And OF COURSE, he didn’t come back quickly to help her with the onslaught of people. She wasn’t the most...gentle person usually, but the accumulated frustration of an...

It was hard not to know of the Archambourt guard force. First off, they were EVERYWHERE, and they made no show of hiding themselves, the threat of a Revaire attack all too present after last week ‘wall explosion’.Second off, their current leader, Menelas, had been judged not only as the most...

He was at the peak of the adventure life. Everyone was looking at him, the troll moaned in pain, and all that with only a flick of a finger. Was it how Tymora felt when she first ascended? Being able to heal and harm on a whim, only using her judgement to inflict what she deemed just on other...

Wow. Trolls, and two of them to the boot. But nothing that even seemed to faze the barkeep, as his attack went straight into the creature, like knife in butter. As Aenori was contemplating whether founding Durnan’s very own fanclub would be a good idea, the bard he was previously ogling looking...

Some would say his first night in WaterDeep was a complete disaster, no place to sleep (yet!), a barkeep who took him for some greenhorn tourist (well that wasn’t too far from the truth either) and a place where he couldn’t quite focus on people’s faces, as they were so many it blocked his face...

He wanted to say something, to argue about the virtues of the ale, but cut himself short. That wasn’t the right place for his face to do so right now. He’d have to contempt himself with whatever Shadowdark was all about. Man...maybe he should’ve brought with him a flagon or two of good old ale...

Well that was just his luck. With no room to stay, his adventure was really starting on the wrong foot. But, he was a follower of Tymora after all, surely his luck would turn around if he listened well to the people around him. That usually did the trick for him. Grinning at Durnan’s offer...

What the heck was he even thinking, going to a place so cold the snow could easily cover his boots. Why couldn’t he have done the smart thing and begin his adventure somewhere hotter...Like a tropical island or something? Maybe he could change with someone who had a little bit of fur...that...