What Lies Below the Swamp

After trudging through the swamp for the better part on an hour, our muscles burning with exhaustion, we come to an abrupt stop. Before us, rising out of the swamp like a mangled hand from a shallow grave, is a dilapidated old fishermans shack. Surrounding the disintegrated wooden platform is a line of common people. […]

A Burning in Sidol

Having solved the mystery of the vanishing dragonborn and concluded our business in Neverwinter, Zedheir, Patrin and I head south along the coast and then eastward into the interior of the sword coast. It is uncertain why we chose this path but we chose it none the less. And some might say that it was […]

A Day in Neverwinter

Upon arriving in Neverwinter, we make our way to the Hall of Justice. Here we check in with the clerk, Draiden. The guards take our prisoners to their cells. After we receive our payment, Draiden informs us that the Dragonborn of Neverwinter have been fleeing town and no one knows why. The Lord Protector is […]

The Road to Neverwinter

Malcer, as the new sheriff of Phandalin, asked if I would be part of the party to escort two prisoners to Neverwinter. My new companions are the dragonborn called Patrin Verthisathurgiesh and the human monk Zedheir. The two of them already posses considerable skill and should make for great allies on this journey. The first […]