A year or so ago following their wedding in the City of Bozageest the Duke of Condamner, Tubicus Aurelius, and his lovely bride Lucinda traveled down to Resurrection and on the way stopped to have a rest beneath the famous Brohka tree. The Brohka tree was the remnant of an orcish shaman who passed from … Continue reading The Newlywed Nap under the Brohka Tree
Maelonbourg Tales
A Family Meal
Every family will typically have a routine that is either daily or weekly wherein they gather together for dinner. This was certainly true in the von Slothjem household, which while it most definitively was not just any run-of-the-mill family nevertheless kept to its own traditions. One of those most closely treasured by the family was … Continue reading A Family Meal
A Seat at the Table
As busy as Bozageest was this time of year almost nothing would have surprised Gilla. She had set up a nifty little stall near to one of the major city squares in order to peddle her herbal remedies and small shamanic trinkets. This wasn't why she had chosen this particular location, however, despite it being … Continue reading A Seat at the Table
RSV Shadowborn
The Slothjemian spelljamming ship called the Shadowborn was a clean, fast, and dangerous vessel. She had served in combat against a number of opponents, most recently during the illithid incursions, somewhat ironic because the Shadowborn itself was originally an illithid warship. In recent years the Shadowborn was increasingly used to serve as a sort of … Continue reading RSV Shadowborn
No Rest for the Wicked
The shadowy figure sat dejectedly in the elegantly carved and gilded chair at the head of a long, equally well-adorned table. Three candelabras sat spaced well apart along the length of the table, but their dim reddish flames were more for creepy atmosphere than illumination. The walls and ceiling of this room were barely visible … Continue reading No Rest for the Wicked
Foreboding
Tragallia, also known around Renatus as "Gilla", was having a difficult time sorting out what all she had missed out on in the last ten months. Being sent back to her native realm of the Gray Wastes was bad enough, but when she was finally able to return she discovered a lot had happened in … Continue reading Foreboding
The Planning
Drndyllyn the Wyld wasn't feeling so much wild as she was easily irritated. As the Duchess of Oublier the almost legendary half-orc warrior had spent her life fighting evil monsters and building a reputation as a tough, "take no crap" kind of woman. All around her had always been petty men trying to upstage her … Continue reading The Planning
Guess Who is Coming to Oktoberfest?
Not that the Slothjemian capital of Jordrakenschloss was ever anything other than a hotbed of chaos, but the last few weeks had been especially eventful. A large part of the problem was that the Queen's youngest son, Prince Bortimer, had been unusually active in the royal castle. What he was working at could only be … Continue reading Guess Who is Coming to Oktoberfest?
63 Attempts Later…
“My Dearest Duchess”
Dinner had been a fairly routine affair by Bortimer's standards, although anyone else would have marveled at how much food two people could devour. The youngest child of the Queen of Slothjemia, Bortimer would at first glance have a lot going for him. In reality he did not. He had only one close friend, his … Continue reading “My Dearest Duchess”
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