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(D&D) Arc's notes (1 of ??? )
9 years ago
get me some Ko-fi https://ko-fi.com/S6S297RA
first an explanation: similar to what other members of my DnD group are doing ill be posting a per-game update of the campaign events as if from my characters point of view, more exactly from his notes as the title puts it
*note: all text underlined is written in draconic and has been translated for the reader's convenience in this case.
date: : 1st of... I don't even know really;
I could ramble on about how much time travel irritates me and such, but I am sure I already have some 3 or 4 other pages filled with nothing but rants on the subject, I know for certain I have one detailing the insane, hell that is going trough the vortex of time.
But its not like the destination is any better, seeing as the moment we arrive we are thrown into a warzone and I barely have time to organize my thoughts before having to get on the thick of it; having to face other kobolds, poor creatures forced to fight as their offspring are being held hostage, lizardman cultists and even some of those accursed dragons... and all under the service of my hated father, if what I heard while skulking trough the battlefield was correct.
It does fit his style somewhat, blackmail and torture... at the very least I believe my companions where able to help rescue some of the kobolds, and knocked out the ones that did not surrender... as far as I know
the same cannot be said for the lizardman, or should I say, woman; a room filled with nothing but, alll ready to attack us without remorse, I was going to try and sneak in, take one or two down before they could move against my allies; if not to at the least try and gauge if they where willing attackers or not, but michael beat me to it and soon enough I had no choice but to fully engage myself, managed to take one of them down with a few well placed shots and the element of surprise, but my friends took care of the rest.
I just wonder if they left any survivors or if we did just slaughter an entire room filled with possibly innocent, unwilling enemies, for more that they did not look to be the part.
other journals from last session
gruffydds
Weiss
duke
Before you rests a small but well kept journal, give or take a few scratches to its leather cover and dents on its metal spine; it's cover is designed in such a way so as to not only be locked, but so that not even an inch of its pages are left exposed; resembling more a leather bundle than a journal; and yet, despite that, it sits unlocked and unguarded before you*note: all text underlined is written in draconic and has been translated for the reader's convenience in this case.
date: : 1st of... I don't even know really;
I could ramble on about how much time travel irritates me and such, but I am sure I already have some 3 or 4 other pages filled with nothing but rants on the subject, I know for certain I have one detailing the insane, hell that is going trough the vortex of time.
But its not like the destination is any better, seeing as the moment we arrive we are thrown into a warzone and I barely have time to organize my thoughts before having to get on the thick of it; having to face other kobolds, poor creatures forced to fight as their offspring are being held hostage, lizardman cultists and even some of those accursed dragons... and all under the service of my hated father, if what I heard while skulking trough the battlefield was correct.
It does fit his style somewhat, blackmail and torture... at the very least I believe my companions where able to help rescue some of the kobolds, and knocked out the ones that did not surrender... as far as I know
the same cannot be said for the lizardman, or should I say, woman; a room filled with nothing but, alll ready to attack us without remorse, I was going to try and sneak in, take one or two down before they could move against my allies; if not to at the least try and gauge if they where willing attackers or not, but michael beat me to it and soon enough I had no choice but to fully engage myself, managed to take one of them down with a few well placed shots and the element of surprise, but my friends took care of the rest.
I just wonder if they left any survivors or if we did just slaughter an entire room filled with possibly innocent, unwilling enemies, for more that they did not look to be the part.
other journals from last session
gruffydds
Weiss
duke
Zebak
~zebak
interesting.. reminds of a game of past, of "castle falkeinstein".. ^.^
