I was starting a new campaign and created a level 3 neutral Cleric named Tenel who liked three things; his donkey named Rosa, collecting magic items, and alcohol.
Tenel would wander from town to town offering minor miracles for cash, which he would promptly spend at the nearest inn getting black-out drunk.
Adventuring with him was an easily-frightened Halfling Monk who spent more time hiding under the table than helping in a fight, and a power-driven Warlock who had managed to convince the DM to let him have a bird mount. Think of an ostrich with teeth and a raptor mindset. No one but the Warlock would dare get close to the…Read more
Our party had been hired by Lord Crillen of Homeport to retrieve a family heirloom that had been lost by his father years ago. While traveling along a lonely farm road, we came across a group of bandits who had waylaid a merchant's cart. Being somewhat experienced, and more than somewhat brazen, we quickly dispatched several of the bandits. Facing certain doom, the remaining bandits fled into an open field that bordered the road. With great confidence and a fair amount of blood lust, we gave chase.
The bandits continued to flee and were clearly headed for the tree line on the far side of the field. Still, we pursued them. We were…Read more