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  • Book of Nod, Page Three

    I do say, when things seem to be looking up, the rush of excitement at it’s peak, they must fall inevitably downward. Tragic as it is, I had missed out on a slave today. I had rescued him from the clutches of his own comrade goblins, but he had proved to …

  • nod8

    Kalarel is truly a delightful fellow. His arrogance knows no bounds and I of course find that humorous in a coward! He was not a man to be slaughtered once, but twice, as luck would have it! Granted, it wasn’t entirely easy as this time he seemed …

  • nod11

    I am at ease now. Surprisingly, no one had interest in becoming oathcircle brethren, save one. It appears that the only attempt Suldren made to ally everyone was to appease me. That was not what I wanted. What I had required was a bond to them all. It …

  • nod13

    All I can seem to think on is misery as of late, this collar keeping me in this state. This collar will take some adjusting to; some considerable adjusting to. I think part of the magics in this collar keep my moods more consistent, at least, that’s what …

  • nod16

    I am not well. Rather, speaking, I am too well for my own good. Right, from the beginning… We were investigating the X on the map we had stolen from the governors mansion and after navigating our way through dead bugbears and tropical and savage …

  • nod18

    Dragons are difficult. Bargaining with selfish breeds are rather appalling actually. Considering I think we take care of ourselves rather well to begin with, bartering with a greedy dragon for assistance seemed a waste of our time. Granted, I imagine …

  • nod22

    I do have some growing concern as we continue to assail this fortress. First and foremost, it being a fortress to begin with. Second, that we are underground where the Drow live. Granted, this place is supposedly abandoned of drow, but still, unsettling. …

  • SoM_heroic_Int

    You put into port in some small town, still trying to keep a low profile seeing as some fierce bounty hunter was out for your blood. One night you awoke to screams on deck and all ran up to find Nod, Talmud and Linny trying to subdue Vuden. Talmud swept …

  • nod25

    As I write these words down they are the words of a fae who is free of that blasted collar and free finally of my honest words. These words, however, are bitter sweet, having gained my freedom and lost a dear friend. Perhaps I should start from the …

  • nod28

    The events of today are still darkened by the loss of our comrade. More still, by being bested by Synelle. He too has come to claim the Meloran artifact, and while it does please me to have an Eladrin rival, I do not care to lost by doing all the dirty …

  • nod 32

    As I return my Eladrin ward back to her family there are two things that are on my mind, both disparate ideas. One, I think Cassius is a nicer fellow than I'd given him credit for. As we were rescuing the maiden he seemed to take a particular interest in …

  • nod37

    Lovers seem to have a difficult time in the Feywild. Whether stars crossed or fates bound there seems to be no shortage of conflict amongst these amorous folk. Spurned by one, loved by another I find more often than not these tales turn into a simple …

  • nod38

    Twas the night before yuletide, in the Inn, all around not a creature was stirring, not even our Drown. Holly was hung from the lintels so high We were all quite amazed, we all wondered why. The next day we arose, something was amiss! something …

  • Nod2

    Bothersome bothersome… what is one to do? I have surprisingly little focus as of late as is incurred by my banishment, if one can call it that. Most unceremonious, I must say… had I done something wrong one would think a spectacle would be made, but there …

  • Nod4

    Certainly, some people take a degree of pride in being the one who was right. I do believe that this time there is a very specific level of lamentation that is been acquired for being correct. For in being so insightful, I have condemned myself; an act …

  • Nod5

    It appears as though the members of the group I had similar running circles with have sadly breathed their last. Kalarel had bested us, he had lied in wait with an ambush. He had more than ample time to set up. His ritual complete, his minions set, the …

  • nod6

    Kalarel is disposed of, so, that bodes well, I suppose.

    We met a ritualist of sizable power, good to have resources, I should say.

    We have found ourselves in the realm of Orcus, another step towards rescuing the fallen, I should …

  • Nod9

    Vile, filthy, vile, dirty, mangy harpies. I hate them, I hate them with a passion. In my travels of the fae wild I had come across them several times, and every time I loathe them even more contemptuously. I wouldn't bat an eye if they were to all simply …

  • Nod10

    There is something phenomenally dreary about chasing after a group of cultists to kill them and instead find ourselves grasping at sand… But such woes were quickly dashed to waste as the group and I had succeeded in our mission. We had found the …

  • nod14

    I find myself counting my steps today to distract myself from this blasted collar. It would become muddled at some point in a battle and I figure I should start over again. As you can imagine that doesn't actually keep away the boredom. So instead I' …

  • nod20

    It seems as though it has been a long time since I've been in my own headspace.

    Curious, that.

    I look at the bond I have forged with Talmud and see the good it has done. I think we are both better people for it. I, at least, as good …

  • nod21

    I do have some growing concern as we continue to assail this fortress. First and foremost, it being a fortress to begin with. Second, that we are underground where the Drow live. Granted, this place is supposedly abandoned of drow, but still, unsettling. …

  • nod24

    Here we are, victorious and glorious, yet here I stand, unsure of what to think. We had made our way through the underdark fortress, finding our Sam in a rather disorganized state. Hunched over him was a dark shape, something I was hoping not to find …

  • nod26

    Turns out the desert and I are not friends. Curious that. We have been dredging through desert for far too long and all I seem to do is slow everyone down, despite the fact that I was the only one smart enough to bring an umbrella! Though Young Wolfslayer …

  • nod27

    The unthinkable has happened. We have lost one of our own. The Jinah have turned out to be powerful indeed. Their magic was quite formidable, it cut a swath though the lot of us leaving us heavily injured. I tried to avoid their perpetual blasting …

  • nod29

    Chaos surrounds me, and I thrive. We have lost many, and at the appearance of a dead man. Some should think him an omen, I simply find him a curiosity. I honestly find it amusing that I, a fey, may possibly be the least superstitious of the crew. Omens in …

  • nod30

    The land seethes with vibrancy and the wind dances with light and chaos. I have tasted the sweet air of my world again,it is both comforting and bittersweet. This place is not my home but it brings so many of it's memories. We sit atop a dread isle, …

  • nod31

    I have to say,I am rather surprised at one of our newcomers. Drown has quite surprised me with his aptitude for solving problems. He has managed to find us a path to actually garner favor with both groups of eladrin,both the sun and moon. I have to say, …

  • Nod33

    Today, while we were mincing about (that is what I feel it should be called by picking plants, blood-sucking or no) we came across a small house which it was inhabited by a darling eladrin (at least by appearances). Her name escapes me currently, I do not …

  • Nod34

    It is with some amount of uncommon dread that I write this, but I quite honestly have little idea of what is going on. Typically, I have at least some idea, but I am seemingly out of my element, that being the Feywild. Personally, I don't think we're in …

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