The tension had been building between the Rebellion and the Royalty since the Empress and King arrived in Falton. Seeing the storm approaching, the Royalty had purchased the services of a formidable army. Yet, the army was not so large as to turn the Rebellion from their mission. In the afternoon of a crisp autumn day, the Rebellion began to execute their plan and attacked the Royalty Army with heart and soul. Though an outsider …
By Dakota the Dragonslayer Hello, there. Dakota here. I suppose you’re all wondering if ‘the Dragonslayer’ is actually my last name. Alas, it is not, though wouldn’t that be legendary?* I wouldn’t say dragonslaying is a hobby, more like a harebrained idea. And, you know, I had the foolish idea of trying to take a dragon’s gold. And I tripped over a dragon’s nest when I wasn’t ready. All in all a lot of fun. …
“And what are you doing here?” Zee turned. Behind her stood two strangers, both men. The lanky one had addressed her; his portly companion stood nearby with hand on his sword. “Was?” she queried in her native tongue, blue eyes studying them. For all their cleverness any attraction was lost to her, for though they were well-built and held their arms with practiced ease, by their garb she sensed they lacked wealth. “Your accent is …
After losing my short sword last night in a battle with a madman and my cousin, Falton’s only werewolf, I left early to search for it. While I did not find my sword, I did find quite a bit of sliver and a few bits of cloth, at least I could get some money for that. As I turned to head back to Falton, I pulled my breakfast, a small chocolate cake, out of my …
CHORUS Do tell, do tell Of Scottish wonder And the Roamans they defeat They brandish blades and strength of will And peace they do entreat VERSE With tartan cloth affixed to kilt They’ll make sure enemy blood is spilt But fear thee not Their hearts are true Just as their faces blue CHORUS Do tell, do tell Of Scottish wonder And the Roamans they defeat They brandish blades and strength of will And peace they …
A tale by Sir Williams We knew the goblins were coming, we just didn’t know when. My men and I were on the outskirts of town when it happened. I caught the motion out of the corner of my eyes, turning I heard someone shout, “They are coming! The goblins are coming!” Drawing my sword I yelled, “To arms, to arms! We are under attack!” I readied myself. I could see the creatures, lurching through …
As some of you may have already noticed, there is another page in the menu bar! the “Tavern Tales and Stories” page is dedicated to posting stories written by you, the players! Several of you have already sent in stories (long… long ago…) and I apologize for taking so long to get them posted. School struck like a tidal wave rolling over a tiny village on the eastern shore of Gilder… Regardless, the stories will …
