Having settled many of the public’s concerns, the party has rested for the night, ready to head off into the wider world again. Teshlyn has very, very, very reluctantly agreed to journey back to her home in Floringard. But first, a cat with a very familiar aura about her has decided to make her presence known…
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After their turbulent and harrowing experiences in the tomb, the party has spent the last week recuperating from their wounds and attending to their own personal business. Now, meeting up at Nimicry’s personal drinking spot, The Hole In The Wall, they plan their next course of action.
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When we last left our party, they had found their way deep inside the Tomb of the Titan, coming across a mysterious crystal skull in it’s deepest reaches. Unable to resist its temptations, everyone was pulled towards it, before disappearing in suddenly. Now, they must individually face their greatest fears…
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As today’s chapter opens, we turn our attention towards Alexander Dohtheska, the Urdon artificer that has travelled alongside our party on their journey to the Tomb of the Titan. He sits alone, reading a poem aloud from a bunch of crumpled papers clasped tightly between his aged hands…
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Beaten and worn after their turbulent fight with a monstrous creature mere minutes ago, it’s here that the party now finds itself, as the earliest hours of the morning sunrise warm their backs. What news stories will unfold here, in Rosenburg?
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With permission from the Parliament to maintain possession of The Quest Log for the time being, our heroes finally head out into the wider world in search of answers. But terrifying threats lurk in the shadows, outside the safety of the Hubante’s walls. Threats and dangers that have their sights set on one thing…
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the party heads to the continental capital with The Quest Log. The Parliament has received word of a powerful book in our possession… and the party will have to prove they’re worthy of keeping it! Before that though, the party has some unfinished business to attend to… if we can get Lotty away from the casino!
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he sounds of market stalls being set up and shops prepping for the day ahead can be heard all around us. The hushed conversations of town folk bring our awareness to here and now as we gather by the local well to meet our new travelling companions, ready for a day that will change the lives of everyone on the continent forever.
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The epicentre of a massive explosion 50 years ago, Lug Pheasta iow lays barren, lifeless, empty. Not a single soul survived to tell what occurred in those mines that day, and none have dared to venture there since, to find out for themselves. Until today.
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Within The Paladin Order, we find a stalwart Paladin aspirant by the name of Nimicry Slumborn. Now aware of the existence of the Quest Log, The Parliament has requested that this man take on the enviable responsibility of keeping it safe, until it can be transported to the main continent.
What trials will Nimicry face in his duties to protect the Quest Log? How strongly will his chivalry and noble heart be tested? And what is the history behind his unique surname?
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After discovering new information about the origins of the Quest Log, the party is taking a break when they are beset upon by a thief! The master thief Tech steals the book from under Word’s grasp, disappearing towards the abandoned ruins of Garriott’s Hope.
But in their attempts to retrieve the book, Teshy and Words may uncover unknown truths that they wish they hadn’t…
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Teshy has taken some time to settle into the local inn and deal with her allergic reactions to Startland’s local fauna. Meanwhile, Lotty and I have settled in the shade of a tree outside of my house, overlooking the nearby waterfall, whereupon we notice a turtle has approached us and… starts talking?!
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Today, the Never Ending Quest Log started glowing. This book has been in my family for many decades now, but never has it displayed any properties that would suggest it’s anything more than a crusty old tome. When my grandmother passed away, this was the old thing she left me. She told me to keep it safe, but I never knew why.
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