Fires of the Faithful

Bonfire conversions
Sometimes you can get farther with a kind word, than you can with a kind word and a sword.

It was a cold and damp morning as Sir Guy le Gui and his friends rode towards Aplistia from the West, but as the city came in view, the clouds parted briefly and a shaft of light shone directly on the Gold Gate. Guy took this to be a good omen. The white city walls rose above the plain, and above the many-colored roofs of the metropolis, several items stood out above the city scape.

Prepare ye the way
on Beliefs and setting the stage

We spent this session defining the city of Aplistia and finalizing character Beliefs for the next chapter of our story. So here’s what we have (most statements are in my words, so they may not be exactly as intended);

Winter at Goram's Spike

This was a downtime session in which we discussed how and when we would start the next chapter of our story, which will be in Aplistia.

And then, . . . The Green Knight
A fleur de tree? Oh No!

After fleeing from the dissipating mist, le Gui turns his attention to healing the wounded KinsGuard.

The Fall of the Triumvirate
Sometimes, even knights can be sneaky

We start the evening with Ta’ril’s preparations to lead Sir Guy le Gui’s followers to meet his holiness at Goram’s Spike.

Borrowed Bows and Burning Bridges

Burnsul’s Plan

What the Bishop knew
and other revelations

“Sir Guy! Sir Guy!” Jaravon interrupted Guy’s morning lecture to the Ladies on the virtue of Patience. Guy took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

Thru the Looking Glass
Freedom ain't free

“Welcome to the Upper Goram Collective of the Freesoul Enclave. I am Elder Manfryd. All are welcome here as long as they sign our charter as representation of their understanding and acceptance of our rules.”

Up the Mountain, Down a Hole
In which our adventurers scale a mountain, and descend deep within it

They stood at the tree line. A mountain in front of them, and a horde of orcs behind them.

A Wedding and an Unwelcome Guest
In which our brave band learns of a grave threat

As the group stood, admiring the Lake, Guy knelt in prayer. Kalana’s eyes turned towards the towering profile of Goram’s Spike. “What’s that blue glow?”


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