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


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Blink's Journal, session #52
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We decided to go camp out in the open, to see if we could get attacked by our old friend the Cauldron and his posse of animus-thingies. Hey, it worked! Well, "worked" is a relative term - he dumps us into an anti-magic trap (walls of brambles) and intends to abandon us there. Sigh.

Kestrel makes an escape by using Covalence. In the process, he loses all his magic stuff (ouch!) except, fortunately, Covalence. We all escape the trap and go hunt down the baddies.

We found them, and kicked their ass. Errol confused several of them, which was valuable as well as entertaining. My shiny new adamantine siangham was MOST useful (once again, I'm feeling clever...). Of course, "kicking their ass" ending with the Cauldron going for a bit of Gotterdammerung. He overloaded his shiny magic rod, and we barely made it out alive when it exploded (we'd put it into Vernon's bag of holding (sorry Vernon!)).