Session 43: Cold Storage and Hot Flashes

The eight unarmored female hobgoblins grabbed spears and rushed to attack the group, as two younger hobgoblins armed themselves with slings and daggers.

Session 42: A Fair Fight

After Opal's sermon, everyone, especially Philip and Vernim, complimented Opal.

Session 41: Smoke Filled Skies And Clouded Minds

As the group turned off the road and onto the ramp to the Keep, still discussing what to do with the copper and the dragon egg, Yanliz spotted their stalker step out from the trees.

Session 40: Kobold Stress

After confirming there were no lizard monkeys in the trees, the group agreed to enter the nearby cave.

Dead PC: Aseneth

Human female necromancer

Aseneth only arrived at the Keep within the last few days, having recently completed her apprenticeship. She is clever and persuasive.

PC: Dubricus d’Ambreville

Human male wizard

A scion of a famous family of wizards, and son of Charles and Isabelle, Dubricus is extremely clever but also, regrettably, lacks common sense. That is, he often comes up with brilliant, but impractical, ideas. He’s fairly strong for a mage (wizards being traditionally puny) and not afraid to lay about with his staff in melee if the party is hard-pressed.

PC: Opal

Human female cleric of Selûne

Opal worships the moon-goddess, Selûne, and is a calm bedrock, capable in combat and skilled in healing. Opal has lived at the Keep all her life, having been born here; she works as a cheesemaker, turning perishable milk into large cheeses that can be stored for long periods. Her “moon-cheeses" are pale, with a slight greenish tinge; most are sold to caravans but the tavern also keeps a good supply in stock.

PC: Dawnbringer Martin

Human male cleric of Lathander

Martin’s childhood and teen years were spent mostly within the walls of a temple of Lathander, upon the steps of which his parents had left him. Martin never knew his parents, having been too young to remember their faces. Their only legacy was his name, left on a scrap piece of parchment on the side of his baby basket. The temple was on the tradeway between Triel and Scornubel, so he always assumed his parents had been merchants, too busy traveling to raise a child.