Campaign Session Summaries

The night air in the jungle was thick with warmth and rhythm. Laughter crackled like kindling around the fire as the tribe’s children...

The Fall of Sunblight The battle raged in the bowels of Sunblight Fortress. The party, having surrendered days prior, was imprisoned...

The great double doors creaked open on rusted hinges, revealing the throne room of Xardorok Sunblight —a chamber built not for beauty or...

Having narrowly escaped a hostile Sigil and the chaos of Granny Scab’s hallucinogenic hideout, the party emerged in the Outlands within a...

The chaos began not with blade or spell, but with the smell of fried food and the sound of marching boots. In the Grease Pits of Sigil,...

Faerûn welcomes you not with banners or fanfare, but with the stillness of wind and salt and age. For the first time in what feels like...

The icy wind howled behind them as the adventurers returned from the Bear Tribe’s encampment, victorious with the Frostvein Core in hand....

The party barely had time to catch their breath after making a dangerous deal with Shemeshka the Marauder to track a rogue Modron. Their...

Sigil had taken its toll. In the chaos of the Hive, the party had braved an underground arena to rescue Shahar, their imp companion. It...

The winds of Icewind Dale carry no mercy—and the party felt its bite as they returned to their temporary sanctuary, only to discover tragedy. The kobolds they had left behind were butchered, Meris and Tali were missing, and only Krivixx remained, broken and barely alive. He rasped out a warning: duergar raiders in blackened steel had descended upon them, riding strange metallic sleds, leaving destruction in their wake.

After their illusory detour through the Fortune’s Wheel, the party secured an unlikely audience with Shemeshka the Marauder, using...

fter day spent in Sigil preparing for their next move, the party found a brief moment of respite. While Brethka worked the forge...

Infiltration in Bearskin Territory With the Frostvein Core still hidden deep within the Bear Tribe’s sacred tent, the party devised a...

Still dazed from the harrowing illusion show at Fortune’s Wheel, the party scattered across the casino floor to gather their wits—and...

The party’s descent into the strangeness of Sigil continued as they stepped into the legendary Smoldering Corpse Bar —a gathering place...

In the cold silence after Kingsley’s ghostly assault, the party recovered what little strength remained. Sabre awoke from an...

The adventure begins in eerie stillness. One by one, the characters awaken on cold, concrete slabs in a dark mortuary, the cloying scent...

After recovering the fourth piece of the Rod of Seven Parts, the party returned to Sigil, hoping to find a brief moment of rest. However,...

Through the jagged mountains of the Spine of the World , the adventurers pressed onward, their breath freezing in the air as they...

In the frozen reaches of Icewind Dale, where ancient civilizations lie buried beneath mountains of snow, the party pursued whispers of a...