A continuation of the retelling of the path the group has followed through these tumultuous times..
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A summary of the travails and triumphs of our intrepid adventurers over the past few months..Altdorf was not a pleasant-smelling place at the best of times. Even its own inhabitants had taken to calling the city on the river Reik “The Great Reek,” which said something about the typical Altdorfer’s sense of civic pride. Sergeant Lang, who had recovered from civic pride the same way other people recovered from the Galloping Trots, was a connoisseur of Aldorf’s various odours. He knew the fish and eel smells of Marketplatz, the smell of burning traitors from Crackle Hill, and the smells of booze, desperation and, oddly, cheese that permeated the Street of Many Taverns.
Today the city was teaching him a new smell: a mixture of river mud and death. Where our companions confront Magritte von Eslohe and interrupt her arcane ritual atop one of the towers of the castle..
Into the dark, twisted passages of the inner bailey of Castle Eslohe, Dronk Cragpush, Hugo von Wolfhardt, Edmee and Cyrus Aggaron venture, their valiant hearts put to the test..
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The WizardIn time, you will come to know the tragic extent of my failings... Past Journals
September 2017
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