Driving their damaged vehicle down from the plateau, Contra-Disward towards the banks of the Styx, the Levellers soon spotted what they’d been looking for. At the bottom of a steep incline, run aground on a rocky bank, was a strange ship unlike any the party had ever seen before. Without sails or oarlocks, the galleon…

From the desk of Hinnerk. Dear Cinders, This is my what? 8th letter to you? Have you got the others? Sorry this one’s messy, I think I once wrapped a pork pie in this paper so I’ll have to write around the grease spots. Anyway, quite the adventure we’ve been on recently! After we’d spoken…

From Tunwéya‘s notebooks: Our sleep was interrupted. Awakening we found, not that monsters were about (which, I must admit is my fourth least-favourite way to be awoken, failing only “Waking to discover the bard failed to set out guy ropes,” “Waking to discover that the owlbear whose cave you have been sharing has woken from…

Accompanying the brave souls sheltering in the crypts of the temple of Torm we passed the relic of the unknown hero who’s uncorrupted remains lay at rest, we chose to move her corpse (respectfully) and take curatorship of her mighty blade. We left the huddled masses with Radd, the rambunctious and slightly piratical master of…

All injured and with Reya incapacitated by the Helm of Torm’s Sight, The Levellers picked their way back to High Hall to seek the help of Pherria Jynx, who set up a space in which to lay Reya down and begin a series of healing prayers in the hope of bringing the young paladin back…

Taken from Tunwéya’s notebooks: Apologies for the scrawl. Shortly after my last hastily scribbled recollections, we concluded our brief rest inside one mausoleum, and advanced around the Temple to locate the small shack in which the necromancer and fallen Acolyte Gideon had concealed himself. Having rested for so brief a period I was conscious that my own…

Taken from Tunwéya’s notebooks: Following the quasi-successful routing of the Hell Hounds, and the superlatively successful resolution of the Missing Halfling issue, we spent some time recovering in the crypts beneath High Hall. When we, from the slab, began to rise (Memo: next time the opportunity presents itself to rest in a room whose furnishings incorporate an…

The Levellers set out into the catacombs in search of the missing druid Seltern Obranch, despite Tunwéya‘s reservations about saving the life of even a single halfling after what happened. They found him barely 50 yards from the front line of the safe zone, having succumbed to the bite of a hellhound and bled to…