everything that you thought I would be
has fallen apart right in front of you
THE ONLY RING THAT WILL BE BURIED WITH ME WILL BE THE ONES AROUND MY EYES : in which Zeno and Felegum make a match
Thus followed a series of assorted misadventures. Felegum was, as a season pass holder, offered a map. He was obviously delighted. We learned that the Cemporium had embraced the letter “c” as a way to rebrand kobolds as “cobolds” and that they had devoted themselves so fully to it that basically everything had been incorporated…
TURN OFF ALL THE LIGHTS TO SEE MY OLD HALO: in which we praise his leathery wings
It was at this point, after having sent off the remaining guards (possibly full of weird slugs), hands still dirty from burying the one who hadn’t made it, that I decided that maybe it would be a good idea to update Helli on our travel plans. While I had left some signs for her to…
OUTSIDE THESE WALLS WE’RE CRIMINALS, THEY CHASE US DOWN, WE’RE SINGING HYMNALS: in which Kel joins the party
Frogs were everywhere. We were dealing with an embarrassment of amphibians as guards lay screaming or cowering under carts or weirdly staring off into space, enraptured by a soundless rave. Zeno, the source of that last one, sailed forward on Lily and whispered at the blue frog attacking the first cart as it attempted to…
WELL-CONCEALED IN SECRET PLACES, WE DON’T FIGHT FAIR: in which frogs fear us and guards turn their eyes away
Barns and caravans passed us by as we traveled west, quickly catching up to the group of carts we’d been interested in. Felegum walked up to the guards. “Ho, friends. Do you mind if we travel together?” Smooth. Very smooth. One of the guards gave us a once-over. “You’re an interesting looking crew. Heading into…
LET THE RAIN FALL DOWN AND WAKE MY DREAMS: in which Zeno petitions for a religious exemption and Iago produces something unpleasant
To recap, we set off from the ruins with the buried plinth around mid-afternoon. From our previous travels up here, we knew it would take about a day to make it back to the crossroads before Australis, so we could make it back from whence we’d come around dark. Tem strapped one of the tubes…
MANMADE MADNESS AND THE ROMANCE OF SADNESS: in which we discover a strange artifact and mysterious tubes
“This certainly won’t come back to bite us later,” Felegum said as the purple frog vanished. “No, definitely no,” said Zeno. At this point, he explained the contents of the frog conversion to me. Apparently, our purple prisoner had been a “wandering scholar” studying various magics in strange and forbidden libraries across the planes. (This…
THERE’S A DREAM I HAVE, YOU’RE WEARING A CROWN: in which Felegum’s worst fear rears its amphibian head
I woke up to the most amazing smell in the world: warm butter. Someone was baking something. It smelled delicious. Ergo, I had to know what it was. I pulled on my cloak and things and headed downstairs in the direction of the scent. In the kitchen I met a nice older woman preparing breakfast.…
TIME FLYING ON A PATH, MOVING THROUGH THE SKY: in which old friends gather and a new companion pours a drink
Time passed. For a while, things were calm and predictable. I met with Kalends and Ojutai. I prayed in the temple, and I wandered the desert wastes, searching for something that could help my people. The undead portion of Csipherus continued to be housed inside the central pyramid and scholars and dragons and gods only…
IF WE MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT, WE’LL WATCH THE MORNING SUN: where we tie up loose ends
Felegum lapsed back into a catatonic state shortly after coming back from the dead. I checked him out, as did a few other professionals (religious and otherwise), and we all determined that he was fine, meaning alive, just very tired. Our attentions then turned to our other dead friend. Everything was so quiet that it…
IT’S ME AND MY PLUS ONE AT THE AFTERLIFE: in which we make tenuous allies and help a sorcerer keep a promise
So, it might be helpful if I back up here because a lot of stuff went down while I was dead. I mean, I guess that’s kind of what you’d expect, but I hadn’t been unalive long enough (I thought) for everything to change a ton. Still, there were like, at the very least, a…
Loading…
Something went wrong. Please refresh the page and/or try again.
follow the adventure
could you use more breakfast in your life? angsty teen breakfast, you say? oh, have we got the blog for you.
Angsty Teen Breakfast Blog 