Tilia’s Field Notes: Pantaghion

Of all our enigmatic comrades, Pantaghion the paladin may actually be the most mysterious. If we are to believe what he’s told us in bits and pieces over the last year or so, he’s the product of an illicit relationship between elven royalty and a human father. And everything about him matches the story, down […]

Tilia’s Field Notes: Minding the Mavericks

Why can’t my comrades understand that they put the entire group in danger when they act on their own self-centered whimsies? Haven’t they noticed that it takes most of us to rescue any one wayward adventurer who tumbles into trouble after cavorting about on their own? Or do they simply not care? It’s hard to […]

Tilia’s Field Notes: Beneath the Elven Ruins

Nearly immediately, without consulting anyone, and before we could discuss a strategy for exploring the space, Travis abruptly announced that he’d decided to retrieve some of the silvery liquid from the surface to pour into the mechanism. Val chased after him and I was grateful that Val took a turn accompanying him, for his safety […]

Tilia’s Field Notes: Into the Elven Ruins

We were cautious about entering the forest after the orc encounter in the mountain, and indeed, it was a strange place. Normal forest gave way to what seemed to be an ancient battleground, with rusting arms overtaken by new foliage. It was salve to my soul to see how the forest reclaimed its space after […]

Tilia’s Field Notes: Over the Mountain

We spent some time repairing the defiled temple, cleaning the ziggurat and mending what had been broken before departing from the Necromancer’s Lair. One of the others found a strange inscription in dwarvish on the ziggurat, “Wherever there are elves, there are lies.” The elven-blooded among our party seemed irritated at this, but the entire […]

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