Thursday, September 20, 2018

Dungeons & Dragons night at Planet Chaos.

Dungeon Master: Shane  DCI: 410 242 6928

Number of Players: 9


Like most adventures, ours started tonight at a pub. A shady bar owned by a story telling dwarf who named the bar "Deep Dive" after his home deep in the mountains.

The barkeep regaled us with a tale about a city of wealth, long since forgotten that lies deep in the mountain near where he grew up. 

This was a curiosity that our group just had to follow up on, win or lose. We were bound for adventure. 


Shield Guardian
During the first part of our travels, we encountered another party of travelers larger than our own with several casters and one member being protected by a shield guardian. This party asked our intentions, to which I, Wärsteiner, responded "we are just seeking fame, fortune, and the adulation of the women" and encouraged this group to pass in peace. They were skeptical as we made way for them. But they passed without incident. 
Roc

We camped for the night and were awoken by the night watch warning us of Rocs flying overhead. The Rocs thought we would be an easy meal but found out that this wasn't so and barely escaped with their lives. 

As we traveled on, we found an abandoned red wagon with approximately 400 gold pieces worth of rations inside. We hooked up one of our mules and took the wagon with us. Never bothering to investigate the trail left by the horses who left the wagon behind. I wonder what tangent this story would have taken if we had followed that trail. 

We then were encountered by creatures so vile, we dispatched them with a quickness, and I barely remember the name of their slug like species. Someone shouted it out, but I could barely hear it over the sound of my hammer smashing skulls. 

An old woman with a bird in a cage stopped and offered us herbs and home remedies in exchange for remedies. Roziel gave here a fair amount of rations in exchange for a healing potion. I can't be sure, since I had drank a bit of dwarven ale, but it seems that old hag turned into a poly-chromatic dragon. But that may have been a dream I had in aled up state. 

That ended this night's session of Dungeons & Dragons. 

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