Crypt of the Everflame

Gwawr Tywylaf's Adventure Log 1

I don’t know who I am or where I come from, but I suppose an adventure is a good way to find out. Do we not discover who we are truly in journeying? I have the strangest feeling that I come from the wind before a storm, but I’m not sure what that means or if that is even true. I can kill well enough and I can work magic through me. I wonder what my companions know of me. They must have some kind of information—why else would they let me along on this quest? Unless no one taught them how to see the danger in people like me, people who have no idea who they are.

We all seem to be guilty of not fully considering the company we keep.

Xose's Adventure Log 2

4th of Neth…still

So I tried to get people talking, no luck. I did the whole, “never have I ever” because who doesn’t like sharing some secrets around the campfire right? But then Gwar, or maybe it’s Gwaar or something, I’m starting to learn names but spellings, not so much. Whatever, I know who I’m talking about. So halfing runs off, upset. And then the other girl who’s name I know…Ari or something like that, goes after her. And when they get back Gwar is just like, “I can’t remember who I am.” As if I could possibly know that. So, there you go, foot in mouth.

I volunteered to take first watch, night vision and all, and it’s been a pretty quiet night so far so I thought I’d take a second to update-

I KILLED A WOLF! Ha! First kill by me. Not first kill total. Gwar killed these things on the road. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you about that part. So we got attacked on the road. I was walking with Gwar, you know, making small talk (the entire time you’d think she’d have slipped in she couldn’t remember anything) and these ugly things show up out of nowhere. The fight was over pretty quickly. I actually didn’t get to do much…But Gwar made things heads explode so now I’m really like, “Ok, maybe I shouldn’t mess with you anymore.” And we shot some things, and hacked some things and killed them and they went away.

Then we camp for the night and we’re all sitting around and Gwar is telling us about how she can’t remember anything and that’s why she ran off, and this wolf shows up. Now I’m cool with wolves but ones that come that close to firelight are usually hungry and they might think a gnome would make a nice meal. Now, usually I don’t object when I’m considered tasty, but, you understand, different situation. So I was all ready to go get it, and I would have, but Gwar kind of beat me to it. She shot it and it ran off and I thought that would be it right.

But we just got attacked and it was AWESOME. I mean, I killed a wolf. And not the small hungry one neither, one of the big ones. It knocked me down and it got a good grip on my leg but then I stabbed it through the eye and it just like, keeled over. And maybe someone else might have shot it or something. I couldn’t really tell. I was in battle mode, total focus.

If we’re being honest, and no one else is going to see this so why not, I was a little scared. I mean, those jaws are no joke. I’ve seen crushed hip bones of deer, handy work of wolves. So I really thought my leg was just gonna come right off, but it didn’t. And I killed it, and now my leg hurts. But…Anduril, yeah that’s her name, she lent me a bit of her brandy so I’m like A.O.K. And someone else took watch so I’m gonna go to sleep now. I hope I don’t see any more of those colored lights things. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you about that too but I will tomorrow. Man, this is so much better than being home.

Our Adventure!
Xose's Adventure Log

4th of Neth

Well, here it is, the quest of the lifetime. At least, you would think that considering how weird everyone was acting. I mean, I know it’s a big deal and all that (hero, hero blah blah blah) but you’d think we were going off to war. Everyone in town was dressed in black, even Sharia and Sharia hates dark colors, which is why she likes me ;)

But whatever, here it is. Finally out on my own, out from under mom’s ruby eye. You’d think, you know, her son being the best fighter in town, size and all, she’d be all proud. But no, with her it’s all about all the adventures she’d had by my age and all the lovers she’d taken. To hear her tell it she had dragons and princes crawling at her feet. I don’t necessarily doubt her but I wonder sometimes why she settled down with dad. Human farmer doesn’t exactly fit her profile.

And she has me doing it again. Making my adventure log all about her. Ok, back to me, or at least, my gang. So we have a bit of a rag tag bunch here but it’s not too bad. I mean, there’s my man Beera …is that how you spell his name? I’ll have to ask. So there’s Beera right, and this dude has been training for this like forever. I actually felt kind of bad hitching my star to this quest at the last minute…until four strangers walked in and just decided to invite themselves along. I’m not complaining though because, with the exception of the odd masked dude, they’re all hot. Not that masked dude isn’t hot, just you know, not my thing.

So back to my companions. First we got Beera, dwarf boy from town. Solid as, well, a dwarf. Then you got the hot elf chick. She seems really chill, laid back, maybe a bit out of it at times but nice you know. And she’s sticking close to Beera so I really don’t understand why he hasn’t tried to play that up a bit. Maybe he’s so focused on the campaign that he doesn’t see the pretty girl on his arm but, if that’s the case, I’ll have to help him out because you can’t just waste opportunities like this. I can just imagine what my mom would say about that.

So, right, back to the companions. Then there’s the second elf, or maybe she’s a halfie like me, I can’t tell yet. She has these bright blue eyes. It’s like my favorite color blue too. When I was a kid I kept thinking that my skin might change to that color blue if I tried hard enough. Never happened, but I do pretty well with my green. So anyway, blue eyed elf girl moves like a cat. You know, all slinky and subtle. Def like. Also, she carries a huge crossbow so who can argue with that right? Oh, that reminds me, like most elves, the first girl, I haven’t really learned their names yet, carries a full long bow. I mean, how more elvin can you get?…Ok, that may just be jealousy speaking. Those bows are taller than I am and I always wondered what it would be like to be big enough to use one. Anyway, moving on.

So the last addition to our party is the really odd one. She’s a halfling from out of town. She has the whole, edgy, I’m too beautiful to touch because I’ll kill you, thing going on. I haven’t talked to her yet, not really. But I’ll figure out something because, like mom says, you can’t really pass on that opportunity can you? No.

Uh, so, the quest. We like, asked around but no one would tell us much about it. I’m not sure if no one knows or they just won’t tell us. Terry wouldn’t tell me anything when I asked. Probably still sore about the wagon I set on fire last harvest but I made a new one so seriously, give it a break already. Am I right?

So, whatever, no one would tell us anything so we peaced out and headed down the road. We stopped for lunch so figured I’d update my log. I have to admit, don’t make fun of me, but I’m really excited to be out here. I think it’s going to be really great.

Wherein Yazya decides she's gonna be obnoxious

Hi guys!
I just figured that the first post shouldn’t be the default ‘this is how this page works’ posts. So…uh…yeah.

I’m going to go ahead and stop writing now.

Can’t wait to actually get into the Crypt!

Much affection,


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