Welcome to The Chosen's journals. Each character is invited to keep a journal and write down the thoughts of their characters as they wander through Nyternia. In addition, the DM has a journal which highlights each session. The players are:

Blink - monk Errol - bard
Kestrel - fighter Malif - wizard
Vaugner - rogue Vernon - cleric/sorcerer


Choose a journal:   Select a session:


Blink's Journal, session #50
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Leaving the Underdark, we decided to call out the cauldron. We waited for him and his posse to show, but they didn't, so we decided to pursue the next phase of the dream.

We headed for Tallo and hid in the innermost keep of Jay's castle. We chose a new "sword with broken wooden broom handles" (huh?) motif. We got sent back to old Ashanto. There was a hiring fair going on for mercenaries. We found the sword in the dream picture, and signed on with its owner for a secret mission (but not before I got humiliated by an invincible water-walking bitch; a fine test). We hire on for 5 (imaginary) gold per day and a share of the (imaginary) treasure.

Off into the Spine we went. Along the way, we got attacked by a group of Yeti-like things, plus harpies, plus their friends the frosty giants. We kick their collective asses. "Good" says our leader, "now the dragons will definitely attack us...". Say what? Is this the plan? No, it's just something we're going to do for loot along the way. OK, whatever you say, boss.