NOTE: There will be no game this Thursday.

NOTE: There will be no game this Thursday. We resume at our usual time on 9/28. When we ended the party was on its way back to the hanging merchants. They are being hunted by something in the darkness, possibly an agent of the hidden king. They rolled an encounter in the hex with the bridge over the chasm, and that's where we paused. Once out of the brambles, the next session will likely take place mainly at the hanging merchants and in Rastingdrung, where the party is overdue. (The waking world.) This is a fine place to discuss in town goals, possible antics, etc.

Tagging regular players
Evlyn M Chris P. Aleksandr Revzin Eric Boyd Anthony Huso

Comments

  1. Eric BoydSeptember 26, 2017 at 10:25 AM

    Ben L. Ugh, I'm afraid I've lost track.

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  2. Ben L.September 26, 2017 at 10:27 AM

    Let's say that it's coming due now. I remember him lording it over you last time, when you were negotiating. So you're not late yet, you're just at the agreed upon delivery time.

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  3. Aleksandr RevzinSeptember 26, 2017 at 10:40 AM

    So many balls in the air and time grows shorter! Chris P.'s idea of getting aid from Zalvorex, maybe his puffy Lieutenant that can shape-shift, or a beast, has some merit. I know his task for us has been unfulfilled, but if he can help us murder Almurek we can negotiate a term of service, maybe after the festival is over or after we locate the book in the hanging palace. Maybe there is something in the palace he would want?

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