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Icewind Dale: Session 4

After we recovered from the fight with the crag cats, we continued our trek up Kelvin's Cairn.

Icehammer Dwarves outside the Shrine of Savras

As Berreck regained consciousness, Don-Jon hollered from across the field as he approached, finishing off an orc that was getting up. Once Berreck was back on his feet, he retrieved his two javelins, and we began searching the bodies of the orcs, finding a handful of copper pieces and a few silver.

As we sat in the Luskan Arms, Erling was determined to try to rescue the sacrifice.

As we talked to Adabra, Berreck pointed out how the tail of the dead manticore appeared to be frostbitten.

The next day, we left Bryn Shander over the snow covered path to Targos. In fact everything was covered in snow as far as the eye could see. The bright reflection of the morning light caused Earling to squint, he put his head down and pulled his fur lined cloak tighter around his body to conserve heat in this frigid wasteland.

Icehammer Dwarves emerge from Torunedar,

When we set out from Torunedar, dawn was just breaking. We had left in a hurry, with me only finding out about Berreck’s vision the day before. It was certainly a disturbing fantasy, to think that there were enemies as powerful as dragons and hordes of orcs just roaming around.

Dwarf male barbarian

Born and raised in Torunedar, Berreck was a dwarf of brute strength. From a young age, he showed great potential as a warrior and seemed to have a knack with any weapon handed to him. With his utter strength and skill with weapons, Berreck quickly became one of the greatest warriors in the defense force found in Torunedar. Although he has the physical strength, Berreck struggles with following orders and has many disciplinary issues preventing him from rising through the ranks. Although it is clear that Berreck is trying his best to do good in the world and rid the world of evil, unlike most dwarves, he seems to have a mind of his own with little respect for the law and authority.

Dwarf female cleric

Diesa grew up in Turendar, where men lead the clan. However, she always thought the person who taught her the most valuable information was her mother, who educated her on Berronar Truesilver, the matron goddess of the dwarves and goddess of hearth and home. Diesa was always surprisingly wise, and took to Berronar Truesilver's ways quickly, adopting the role of faenor with enthusiasm.

When Berreck approached her about his vision and ultimately decided to go out to try and prevent disaster from occurring, Diesa felt compelled to accompany him, needing to make sure he didn't get himself into too much trouble.

Icewind Dale: Session 1

It was the first week of Eleasis when we passed north of the Spine of the World, towards Icewind Dale, and into the frigid expanse of windswept tundra that seemed locked in a perpetual dark winter. Ferocious blizzards made the mountain pass exceedingly treacherous.

Dead PC: Clairisma Greysky

Human female sorcerer

The sage Antonidas always appreciated the chaotic storm within me that manifested in unexpected ways. He always I was born with these power, though he also said he found me as an infant, almost passing by the bundle of blanket lying in the snow. All I know is that he treated me well.

And so I spent my formative years in his care and under his tutelage, assisting him in his studies and slowly exploring my own powers, never venturing far from home in Luskan, the City of Sails.

The Poison Apple Pub was dark and empty, its many tables and chairs pushed to one wall and covered with sheets. A single table sat in the middle of the room.

As the rest of the group withdrew into the cave, Lawrence challenged The Black Knight to fight Philip with honor.

Having destroyed the congregation of undead skeletons and zombies, the group searched the temple before taking a rest.

Having defeated the high priestess and her cohorts and gone through their belongings, the group took stock of the prisoners' room.

The group considered what they should do about Dervek and the two dead prisoners.

Fifty feet from where the rest of the group waited in Sapphira's room, Yanliz watched as the kobold further down the corridor sniffed the air all around.

When we woke from the explosion, we found ourselves in a clearing. Once we regained our senses and explored the area, we saw a road nearby, crowded with what appeared to be refugees.

Valeria commanded the group to run to the kobold cave as the Black Knight charged toward them and Yanliz was hit by an arrow from the treeline to the north.

In the silence, the group was unaware of the Black Knight, pointing toward Prynhawn from the darkness down the corridor.

Yanliz tried to open the door, while the rest of the group hung back, by the alcove.

Yanliz waited just outside the boulder room for the rest of the group to catch up.

It was dark when the group returned to the keep, and, looking forward to Brother Martin's dawn sermon, they all hurried to their quarters so they would be fully rested.

Key to the Labyrinth in the Caves of Chaos

The group debated how they could get the kobolds to tell them how to open the secret doors without giving them back their dragon egg.

The group woke up early, hoping to make it to the caves in time to keep their appointment with the priests of Nergal.

The group continued along the right wall, past where they had fought the second Minotaur, hoping to make it out of the labyrinth.

When the ping of a mental alarm woke Yanliz, alerting him to danger approaching, he quickly woke the rest of the group.

The Minotaur's Labyrinth in the Caves of Chaos

The group finished a short rest, as well as a light meal Philip quickly prepared, under the round metallic door in the ceiling of one of the labyrinth's natural dead-ends.

The Minotaur charges in the Caves of Chaos Labyrinth

"So, will you pray with me?" Bethany repeated again, specifically to Lawrence and Vernim, as the group tried to decide how to deal with the priestess of Apep.

The group was woken from their sleep by an audible alarm, which meant something had entered the cave from the south.

Lawrence surrounded by pillars of flame of the Caves of Chaos bugbear cave

As Brother Martin's spiritual shield extinguished the columns of radiance like candles on a cake, the group braced themselves for the onslaught of bugbears descending down the stairs towards Lawrence.

Only you can prevent dungeon fires. Kill the wizard first.

After many errands and investigations, it was late in the morning before the group departed the keep and headed for the caves.

Philip approached Lady Lenore, while Pynhawn kept his eyes on Jeff and Yvonne, and the rest of the group was gathered around Norman's body with Lord Sylvester and his manservant, Dag.

As the group turned toward the clamor from the stairs, Valeria and Prynhawn ignored the small tapestry hanging on the north wall.

With all their precautions in place, the group rested in shifts, while Norman still lay tied and bound in the carpet.

As the group approached the cave above the kobold cave, from where they had been spied upon the previous day, Vernim could not detect anyone spying on them from the direction of the cave, but as they got closer he noticed something in the nearby tree.

In the jail, Sabine the Gatekeeper introduced the group to Jadale, the militia lieutenant. "Jadale polices the inner bailey," Sabine explained. “She can assist you, should you need anything further.”

With the tentacled aberration dead, the impressions of clean water and pain the group had felt disappeared.

The rest of the group rushed to action, as zombies surrounded Vernim and Brother Martin.

The Troll in the mud pit in the Caves of Chaos

The group stared into the mud pit where Tazara had dove, as Yanliz and Lawrence appeared at the cave entrance.

With Philip in the lead, the group dashed towards the goblin cave mouth, as the stranger quickly disappeared into the darkness within, dragged by the spear and rope.

Agreeing that it was too cloudy to venture to the caves during the night, the group returned to their beds and prepared to leave at dawn.

Dwarven male cleric of Moradin

Me? I look like a dwarf! I sound like a dwarf! I drink like a dwarf! I hit like a dwarf!

Maybe I'm friendlier than most, not that you can blame my brothers after all they have been through. Just like my father, and my father's sons, I follow the path of Moradin, the Soul Forger and father of the dwarven race. Moradin teaches that wisdom is derived from life and tempered with experience. I seek to honor him by emulating his principles and workmanship in smithing, stoneworking, and other tasks. It is my duty to advance the dwarven race in all areas of life by innovating with new processes and skills, founding new kingdoms and clan lands, defending the existing ones from all threats, and lead the dwarves in the traditions laid down by the Soul Forger.

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