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
Maelonbourg Tales
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”
I Leave You Alone for Ten Months and This is What Happens?
Gilla had barely gotten back into the city of Resurrection when she could tell something horrible had been happening. After stashing her stuff in the back room of her herbalism shop, which had been left exactly as she had left it when she had headed out on her last misadventure nearly ten months prior. Dust … Continue reading I Leave You Alone for Ten Months and This is What Happens?
“You Should be Right Fearful of a Clever Squire”
In the realm of Slothjemia there is a tradition of knights and nobles having executive assistants that are categorized as "squires". These are not the same type of squire that may be encountered in other lands in that most squires (as the title is understood throughout much of Partum) are themselves young candidates for knighthood. … Continue reading “You Should be Right Fearful of a Clever Squire”
A Tempting Offer
The man approaching the cottage in the high meadow that sat in the side of the Lotharingian mountains looked to be a hunter. His heavy hooded cloak shielded him from the icy cold wind although there was no sign that the man was in any way bothered by the late autumn chill. A smattering of … Continue reading A Tempting Offer
Slothjemian Tales 
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