A Land Far Away

The horc sat at a desk now inside his new room. It was amazing how much things could change in only a matter of months--not even a year, really, just a few months. He and Wren had left Waterdeep, answering the Bard's need to breathe, so to speak. Vale's death had made the safety of the walls she had...

So much had happened. Battles, so many battles. Threat after threat, claiming lives then either vanishing like a mist in the morning or being vanquished at the cost of more lives. More sanity. Too many friends gone. The world heaved like a ship in a squall, tossing all those who remained off their f...

MD: *hissed* “Umberlee’s tits. . .”

MD reads the note, brow furrowing. A heavy sigh leaves his lips, concealed within is a soft curse.

"Damned ink no ev'n dried good-!"

((Next new member gets wrapped in bubble wrap and pillows.))

Adventurer’s Guild Charter (Revised Edition, circa 1399) Mission Statement The Adventurer's Guild of Waterdeep is an Organization created to provide training and education to Adventurers so they may then move forward in their Adventuring careers as competent , capable, and responsible individuals. ...

Thinking like a pirate, MD (with Wren) returns to the ship and searches it thoroughly. Under a false floor in the captain’s quarters, the two find the missing ore and ingots in a chest. All is taken back to the Guild to be split with the others later.

Year 1399. 28th of Kythorn Let it be known that on the night of the 28th of Kythorn, that several NGMs entered the Guildhall as guests and were meeting with Guildmembers: Ivar Farranson Sarenna Irithyl (LTC) Kal (LTC) Trin Stonemember Clarianna Gardner (Seeker) Alora Hudol Rhyfelwr (Blademaster) Ag...

Year 1399. 23rd of Kythorn Let it be known that on the 23rd of Kythorn, these members of the Guild: Eoana Fletcher Wren Bluefeather (Guildmaster) Hudol Rhyfelwr (Blademaster) Ivar Farranson Madog Millhouse (Majordomo) Trin Stonemender Tavarash (Apprentice) Made an excursion to the Sword Mountains M...

Correction to previous entry:

• •The NGM known as Fyrr was not found dead in the Rat Hills at the time of this report.
  •Whereabout are unknown at this time.
  •The NGM that was found dead was known as Fjor.

~MD MM

Year 1399. 22nd of Kythorn Let it be known that on the 18th of Kythorn, these members of the Guild: Eoana Fletcher Wren Bluefeather (Guildmaster) Hudol Rhyfelwr (Blademaster) Ivar Farranson Made an excursion to Yintros under the pretense of training. They were joined by: Fyrr (surname unknown at th...

MD, who's been standing here the whole time, finally snaps out of his thousand-yard stare and signs.

Tired blue eyes watched the tip of the quill hover over the parchment, a tiny bead of ink threatening to detach from the point and mar the clean tan surface below. His hand shook or was it the light cast by the candle making it seem that way? It was hard to tell. He was weakened, limbs once-sure in ...

Memory was truly a horrible thing. The young horc moved like a construct--stiffly, repeating the same movement almost identically to the previous one, without any emotion crossing his face--but his mind was tossed about like a ship in a squall. Chaun, Amarylla, Eruk, Kathe, Kenner.... As he lifted e...

Morning, on what the young horc was calling (in his mind, at least) 'The Final Day'. It came too swiftly, wound away after hours of preparation with Wren. The Lodge, as a construction, was prepared. Wards and traps were set to ensnare the vampires or their Thralls. Important weapons and armor were e...

The candle flickered, throwing wild shadows against the far wall of the small room. At first glance, the hunched, horned shade was frightful, but, upon closer examination, to the being bathed by the light, it was revealed to be a horc holding a quill. He was bent over a sheaf of papers atop a steame...