Thin Lizzie took pride in keeping her tavern as clean as possible and that was especially true of the long glossy smooth bar. She didn't look like much of an intimidating hostess, but this was one establishment in the city of Manfredonia where starting a fight was going to end badly. No outsiders frequented this … Continue reading The Flaming Frog Inn
Comedic Interlude
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
That Wasn’t Part of the Plan
The defining feature of Captain Zucco's reputation in the circles of influence in which he was known was and always had been his discretion. He was not the kind of man that drew attention to himself. He didn't share the confidences of others. And he didn't do anything without a well thought out plan. His … Continue reading That Wasn’t Part of the Plan
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”
If Hell had a Travel Agent
The Marquis of Chute de L’Ombre had never been called a bastion of sanity and clearly thought-out reasonable behavior. The gnomes that lived in Castle Cambion quite enjoyed the chaos that the Marquis created and thrived in, but there would be little doubt that anyone else would have particularly wanted to have immersed themselves in … Continue reading If Hell had a Travel Agent
It Was Found, Just Leave it at That
There was an air of anticipatory excitement in the air whenever King Carl the Squat's beloved friend Prince Bortimer arrived in the capital of Vlaanderen to spend time with the halfling monarch. It had been a more adventurous time in Vlaanderen all the way around though since the two men had become friends, with King … Continue reading It Was Found, Just Leave it at That
Sauerkraut & the Devil
Jugarthy sat on his porch and listened to the brewing cauldron inside of his small, rickety shop. He didn't have the money for putting fancy glass in his windows, so the open windows allowed the free passage of air to flow in and out of the shop. Inside the shop Jugarthy had set up a … Continue reading Sauerkraut & the Devil
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