The hospital is a reflection of its real-world counterpart; a familiar face peering back at you from a shallow pool of oil. The temperature skirts freezing, the gurneys and tools are rusted to the point of inoperability, the smell of mould in the still air is pervasive despite attempts to camouflage the olfactory landscape withContinue reading “Floodwall Session 31: Versus Argat, Live from St. Albans! (Story)”
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Floodwall Sessions 29-30: Liches get Stitches
Okay, quick update here because I’ve left it like… six weeks?You know how life be. The party made their way back to Floodwall from the Feywild after a makeshift funeral for the Dragonborn hatchlings – there are now only two Dragonborn left in Floodwall – and some caretaking of Granny Hestia and Edsel in theirContinue reading “Floodwall Sessions 29-30: Liches get Stitches”
Floodwall Session 28: Versus the Weaver (Story)
Cranzalar stepped lightly onto the plateau, the charred air in his lungs a now-familiar discomfort. His companions waited around the lambent sigil printed on the ground. A diagram of Shallows’ soul, Firuzeh had called it. That book of hers – the Archive – was dangerous; maybe as dangerous as the other sentient item his friends possessed. ButContinue reading “Floodwall Session 28: Versus the Weaver (Story)”
Floodwall Session 27: Misunderstanding
The party set out to find Diafani, with Cranzalar’s Locate Creature spell actually making it manageable. Diafani was skulking around Argat’s hospital, and after some threats and persuasions, she was convinced to travel with the party to Shallows’ soul rune in the plane of fire. Once there, the three needed to nip back to theContinue reading “Floodwall Session 27: Misunderstanding”
Floodwall Session 26: Dreams, Gifts, Plans, and Parley
Cranzalar dreamt of a deep sun fathoms below the ocean, boiling away the brine. A voice not entirely unlike Eadro’s came to him as he watched, and offered him a different kind of power. Cranzalar accepted, and awoke to find a greatsword rammed through his chest. He’d become a warlock. So now he was anContinue reading “Floodwall Session 26: Dreams, Gifts, Plans, and Parley”
Floodwall Session 25: Deal
When last we left off, the party – we could really do with a better group name for them – were exploring the labyrinth beneath the city with the Royal Zelena.They made their way through a series of tunnels, fighting off a Drider on the way, before coming to a locked door with an openContinue reading “Floodwall Session 25: Deal”
Floodwall Sessions 22-23-24: Going Underground
I’ll try and keep it brief, ‘cause I’m condensing three sessions into one post. (Later, Alex will only write recaps when at least 3 sessions have passed) In the aftermath of the Masquerade, Cranzalar had come back from the dead. Doing so had a few side effects – he no longer needs to eatContinue reading “Floodwall Sessions 22-23-24: Going Underground”
Floodwall Session 21: Masquerade
Weeks had passed while the group was in the Feywild, though thanks to some time-dilation bullshit they’d only been there for a few hours. Immediately upon their return, Bailiff provided formal attire and masks, and they were whisked away to the 6th Tier for Czerna’s Masquerade. Flashing the tickets they’d purloined from the Heliodynes’ mansion, theContinue reading “Floodwall Session 21: Masquerade”
Floodwall Sessions 19-20: The Feywild, or, The Plane of Life, or, the Gang Fucks Up and Releases an Ancient Evil
BAD RECAP BECAUSE THE DM FORGOT TO DO IT RIGHT AWAY Went to feywild – find dragonborn hatchlings, find a way to cure Edsel (Vi bro) Upon arrivng and meeting with Granny Hestia, Vi’s druid teacher, they found that Edsel’s weird link to the Kraken was preventing the healing working on him. They’d need toContinue reading “Floodwall Sessions 19-20: The Feywild, or, The Plane of Life, or, the Gang Fucks Up and Releases an Ancient Evil”
Floodwall Session 18: The After-After-Party
Returning to the Regicider base after their somewhat harrowing day, Cranzalar, Vi, and Uzi were greeted by an incredibly cheerful Bailiff and a shower of confetti. ’You fuckin’ did it!’ they grin, ‘I’ve put together a bit of a party, to celebrate!’ The party, covered in cuts, bruises, and each having almost died at leastContinue reading “Floodwall Session 18: The After-After-Party”
