A Changed Time

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The PCs come together and form a party.

You are all in the Staring Bear tavern in the village of Wroat. The village is about 10 days from Sharn. You have just started your adventuring career and are Level 1.

(INSERT from other account): In this session, our characters got to know each other through the expediencies of battle.

We were tasked by a stranger to escort / pull a wagon full of barrels. The barrels were full of a mysterious fluid, of which all we could figure out was that we didn’t want to touch them.

The first evening on the road, we came to a ruined tower, a leftover from the ancient days when the city nearby needed defending. We slowly approached the tower, and heard screaming.

After cautiously scoping out the place, we were unsure how to proceed. There were two men inside the tower, presumably guarding the screamer or the scream causer. Or both.

Fie became bored with posturing and side glances, and decided to take some action. Mustering up her not inconsiderable feminine charm, she approached the two. She was dismayed to find that they didn’t seem to notice her curves and flirts, but at least they didn’t attack. Until she decided to investigate the tower further.

A few minutes later we found ourselves surrounded by dead bodies, including one of the victims of torture we had rescued. More importantly, we found a giant seal on the floor of the tower, with archaic writing upon it. After much puzzling over the barely recognizable script, Fie interpreted the seal as a prophecy:

“The Five trees stand like stone amongsth the fire.”

Something to do with 5 trees and fire or something.

Anyway, it was a Draconic Prophecy. We, in our hubris, assumed it referred to us, since we were five and the prophecy spoke of five.

Regardless, we were tired, so we prepared for sleep. Before bedding down we jammed the dead body of the torturee in a gap in the wall, and pulled the wagon to provide some protection to us as we slept in the tower.

The next morning, we heard moans and groans outside. It seems the contents of the barrels, still on the wagon, had attracted a number of zombies or ghouls. We also heard a screeching voice from outside cackling about gold and wood or something. We found that our 50-gold advances had turned to wood. For revenge, we busted out of the tower, slaughtering all in sight, including the cackling hag who had hired us in the first place, her bodyguards, and the entire troop of zombies.

At the beginning of the battle, Big Z unwisely leapt over the wagon, isolating himself from the rest of us. He very nearly passed from this plane of existence before Fie could bring herself into range for healing.

Obviously he learned his lesson, because, four years later, we’re all still alive and living together. Fie has her own suite of course.


Are we hanging out together or just all happen to be there when this starts?

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You all just happen to be there when this starts. Ideally i want to RP this meeting individually but I’m not sure it’s going to happen.

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Maybe while we are eating ‘zza and getting to know each other RL. Or by e-mail for those that have their characters posted already…like some do.

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