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Post by chicagowiz on Dec 28, 2010 21:14:26 GMT -6
Meant mainly for me to keep track of what's going on in the game.
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Post by chicagowiz on Dec 28, 2010 21:16:44 GMT -6
Day 1 (unsure of campaign calendar date)
Caravan attacked by goblins and human bandits while on the way to River's Edge. Passenger Corrine Townsend (daughter of Aleck Townsend, a senior guilds-man in Rivers Edge) was possibly taken hostage. Most of other guards/travellers and caravan master dead. Two horses missing. Left with a few other survivors. About a week out from River's Edge.
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Post by chicagowiz on Jan 4, 2011 10:21:10 GMT -6
Day 2
With great misgivings, we set out after the goblins who've taken Corrine hostage. A holy warrior, Erimus, has established temporary command of the group, probably by dint of his moustache or flair or whatever you would call it. I don't trust men with blind faith in the gods that don't listen to us. He's also foolhardy and will see us dead, most likely. I trust the dwarf Kib and the mage Nigel - they seem to have their feet on the ground.
We're setting off... with the howls of marauding wolves around us. This is not good.
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Post by chicagowiz on Jan 5, 2011 12:07:34 GMT -6
We survived the attack of three or four wolves, one of them grabbing my shield and putting some nice dents into it. We managed to beat them off without serious injury. The holy warrior/entertainer seems to think we're some sort of holy army ready to take on all, while most of us have hungry bellies, cold bodies and not a few misgivings. We're gathering our things to make our way onwards.
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Post by Professor P on Jan 5, 2011 12:10:04 GMT -6
This is really a fun read. Thanks and keep it up!
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Post by chicagowiz on Jan 12, 2011 9:51:37 GMT -6
Well, what a strange story so far! I fell asleep in the caravan and woke up to find myself being slapped! Apparently we suffered some sort of attack by goblins, robbers and wolves and it was the bravery of some fighting men types that helped us to survive. We seem to be on the trail of a group of bandits who kidnapped the lovely Corrine hostage. I remember her, lovely woman, quite nice in fact. Anyway... we've stopped for the evening and are now preparing to send out scouts to find some structure.
Odd thing.... someone wrote in my journal! I shall have to keep it close, apparently someone in this group is either reading it or mistaking it for their own.
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Post by chicagowiz on Jan 24, 2011 8:25:37 GMT -6
A battle. There's always a battle and I have to figure things out. This time, we were at some set of ruins and a couple of goblins giving us troubles. The dwarf took a severe cut, but he'll live. The first aid I learned came in handy. Now we're preparing to venture within. To our doom, no doubt, especially with Chirpy, the Lady god lover around. I know he cares little about us surviving or making it back, just more for glory for his supposed goddess.
Someone pretending to be me has written in my journal. It's starting again. I wonder who it will be this time?
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