Chronicles of Serillian: In the Tombs
Well, isn’t this a fine predicament I’ve thrust myself into? For being 120 years old, I should start to be a bit more cautious. Sleeping like a human is no place…
Well, isn’t this a fine predicament I’ve thrust myself into? For being 120 years old, I should start to be a bit more cautious. Sleeping like a human is no place…
(Jinx) figured out the half-orc in the mask doesn’t know he’s a half-orc. Also lately, I’m drawing out attacks. Must work getting better at hiding. First I scout ahead in the…
NOTE: These early tales are taken from the stories of the band’s early days. Some are before I joined the adventure. I have tried to keep the words of my…
I keep this as a record of my times wandering the Faerun, away from my home of Evermeet. I someday hope to publish this document so others may know of…
Burkhardt looks around at his companions, “I guess I owe everyone an explanation…” Yes, I am a werebear. It is not a curse for my family; it is a blessing…
Broknar, son of a corrupt merchant. Broknar soon grew jaded with the life of the powerful. At 16 years old he ran into the forest. Not much can be said…
My name is Betal Woodleaf. I am a Wood Elf. If I had to characterize who I am, I would say that I am a person who is at war…
Arallyn, also known in the common tongue as Hawthorne, was born to Shandeira and Mestellyn Ar’Asstellier in the High Forest, some 117 turns ago. The second of three children, Arallyn…