Location: Near and in Takanal
Date: Summer, 1333 Avard
They awoke in the middle of the night confused, in various states of distress – and damage – and unsure of what had happened. Careful investigation and the light of day some hours later helped them put together a scene of carnage and blood, and the realization that their sense of smell was nearly gone. Powdery residue and the layout of blood spatter indicated the team had made a last stand, back to back, against at least a dozen foes. A severed hand with an ornate golden ring upon it was the only evidence of their attackers that remained. Stranger still, Este seemed to have a myswyvern bonded to him – a small dragon-like creature the size of a falcon with a barbed tail. The party moved on to Takanal, putting together the rest of the mystery as best they could. After splitting up, a man with a bandaged stump on his hand called out Galadriel as the one that took his hand.
DM's Notes: Intro campaign continues.
None to date.