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#1
zombiegleemax
Mar 25, 2004 10:11:45 Greetings,

I have been lurking around here reading all of your posts for a few weeks. Today, I decided to join in the postings. I have been running Ravenloft for about 1 month now. The players had just entered the mists and are having a hard time with their sanity. If anyone is interested in reading their adventures, there is player that has been keeping a journal of the adventures on another private board. I would be more than happy to post them for your amusments.
#2
zombiegleemax
Mar 25, 2004 12:49:46 Let me be the first, to welcome you to this board. I also would like you to post your adventures as well. You know,I would like to see how you give a different spin on things. Keep in contact.

Peace!
#3
mr_ruffles
Apr 02, 2004 0:02:30 Well lets go Ice, post some of the damn stories!
#4
zombiegleemax
Apr 02, 2004 1:53:22
Originally posted by Icendium
Greetings,

I have been lurking around here reading all of your posts for a few weeks. Today, I decided to join in the postings. I have been running Ravenloft for about 1 month now. The players had just entered the mists and are having a hard time with their sanity. If anyone is interested in reading their adventures, there is player that has been keeping a journal of the adventures on another private board. I would be more than happy to post them for your amusments.

The Fraternity of Shadows accepts campaign logs. You could submit your logs there.
#5
mr_ruffles
Apr 04, 2004 1:59:17 Well since Ice didn't post the recaps of the groups sessions yet, I guess I will. Because I know you can't wait for it! tehe.

Oh BTW I am one of the players in Ice's game. Each weeks session we pick a Player of the Game and that person does the recap on our board.

And here we go...

Who we have in the group:

Topaz - Female Half-Vistani Rogue
Nightbreeze - Male Elven Ranger
Orcus - Male Half-Orc Monk
[s](Forgot PC Name) - Male Human Cleric[/s ] DEAD
Eldora - Female Elven Druid
(Forgot PC Name) - Male Elf Favored Soul

O.O.C. Info - Eldora and Orcus have known each other for awhile now and are not form Ravenloft. This takes place after they have done a vile deed...

-Week 1 as told by Orcus
Out of nowhere a mist rose up around us. So thick that it was, you could not even see your hand in front of your own face. I have no account for how long we were in the mist. Slowly the mist started to thin out. I do not know if it did so on it's own or we walked out of it.

We found ourselves upon a dirt road surrounded by forest, not knowing where in the nine hells we were at. Looking around I saw that only the druid was with me. The dwarf fighter, the elf mage, our nightmares, and the female druid I had taken prisoner was gone also.

The druid and I decided the best plan at the moment was to travel down the road and search out some type of town. Traveling down the road we came upon an old man with a pitch fork as a walking stick. He invited us to stay with him at his farm house. We asked him many times where we were, but he was no help as the old man had grown very crazy in his old age and liked to ramble on about nothing.

We ate what food he offered and sat down to rest for the night. But the old man warned us of the terrors of the night and that none are too safe around here. Thinking that the old man had totally lost his mind I paid him no heed. Suddenly there were all kinds of noises outside of the house and the front door came bursting off of it's hinges.

In came the undead, vile creatures there were. Grabbing my staff I charged into battle only to have the misfortune of the staff slipping out from my hands. Luckily I am well trained in hand to hand combat for any other would have died. The druid jumped into action also, but she took the most of the beating from the undead as I was too fast compared to thier slow reaction time.

Laying waste to the undead we found that most of the house had been destroyed, and the druid was not looking very well. The old man informed us that we must get to town as soon as we can the next day.
#6
zombiegleemax
Apr 05, 2004 13:09:11 -week 2 as told by Orcus
The next day we started to head to town with the old man. He told us his tale of his younger days, which seemed to go on forever. Miles down the road we came upon a huge tree that had fallen over the road. Both the druid and myself went on the defensive. We spotted two people on the other side of the tree, one with a bow ready to shoot at us. Quickly scanning the area I decided to rush into the forest and flank the would be bandits. Once again it was my speed that gave me the jump on them.

I crushed through the forest with my staff in hand ready to lay waste to these foolish bandits. It was a women and a man, and they suddenly knew not what to do as they were surrounded by myself, the druid, and another man, who looked cleric like had come up from behind them. You could see the fear in both of their eyes.

I shouted to the archer to lay his weapon down, but stupidly he didn't. I went on the ready...waiting to make my move. The archer kept asking the women what to do, but she was at a loss for words.

Luckily for them the man that came up behind them wasn't wanting any blood spilt and convinced them to put away their weapons. The two bandits knowing they were not going to get any money or goods from us, choose to be on their way. The cleric then saw that the druid was sick, and offered to help her and cast a spell to make her illness begone. Before any could depart ways the old man insisted that we all come with him back to the farm. Once again the old man started up his god awful story of his younger days. Groning, the druid and I walked behind the group so we couldn't hear the boring tale yet again.

Talking with the two bandits (Topaz & Nightbreeze) and the cleric at the farm house all of our stories were told. The time soon came when the old man wanted to head back into the town, this time with a wagon of his crops to sell. The cleric, Topaz, and I gladly loaded the wagon as it got us away from the old man who was yet again telling his story. Soon we were ready to leave, but the old man had no horses to pull the wagon. It was us who would have to pull it.

I took point and was pulling the wagon till I needed rest. The druid then made a harness out of rope and shaped shifted into a centaur like beast. It worked well until the rope broke. The druid shifted back into her normal form only to find that she now had a horse tail! We all decided it would be easier to pull the wagon at the same time, and yet again the old man went into his story.

We came upon the spot in the road with the fallen tree wondering how we were to get this damn wagon around it, when suddenly the old man stood up and his pitch fork started to glow. He hobbled down from the wagon and stated that we "should seek the heart" and went back down the road from the way we came.

On the other side of the log came three women with claws and wings, but yet beautiful all heading toward us. They spoke in unison "go away you must, leave this place you must, and blah blah blah". Nightbreeze tucked his tail bewteen his legs and decided to run for his life, following the old man...why I do not know. Still the woman came toward us.

Growing tried of as this, I sprung from the wagon and attacked the closest of the women. My staff went to work upon her body. Seeing one of her sisters getting attacked, one of the women rushed to me and lashed out striking me hard. The other did the same, and the thrid woman watched on. The others in my party took up thier weapons and charged the two women by me. Topaz working the flank of one, causing mass damgae with her two glowing daggers. The druid called forth her flame blade and lashed out at the women closest to her. Nightbreeze must have regained his composure and arrows came flying, to strike one woman. The cleric attempted to cast a spell, but was unable to concentrate and the spell did not work.

Again we all attacked...my staff, Topaz's daggers, the druid's flame blade, and Nightbreeze's arrows, some were more successful then others. The cleric seeing the two women rend me with thier claws yet again, cast a spell and healed some of my wounds.

The third woman broke for the old man a snatched the pitch fork from him and then turned to flee. I broke from combat with the other two women to chase the third, but I didn't catch her in time. For she turned into a mist and faded away. Topaz's daggers cut down one of the women. As the woman died her body exploded into a green puss filled mist, and Topaz instantly fell to the groound and began to puke.

The final woman seeing that see was out numbered fled. The druid and cleric both attempted one last attack, but they missed her. Nightbreeze was able to keep shooting her as she flew down the road, until she turned into a mist and faded away.

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#1 zombiegleemax Mar 25, 2004 10:11:45	Greetings, I have been lurking around here reading all of your posts for a few weeks. Today, I decided to join in the postings. I have been running Ravenloft for about 1 month now. The players had just entered the mists and are having a hard time with their sanity. If anyone is interested in reading their adventures, there is player that has been keeping a journal of the adventures on another private board. I would be more than happy to post them for your amusments.
#2 zombiegleemax Mar 25, 2004 12:49:46	Let me be the first, to welcome you to this board. I also would like you to post your adventures as well. You know,I would like to see how you give a different spin on things. Keep in contact. Peace!
#3 mr_ruffles Apr 02, 2004 0:02:30	Well lets go Ice, post some of the damn stories!
#4 zombiegleemax Apr 02, 2004 1:53:22	Originally posted by Icendium Greetings, I have been lurking around here reading all of your posts for a few weeks. Today, I decided to join in the postings. I have been running Ravenloft for about 1 month now. The players had just entered the mists and are having a hard time with their sanity. If anyone is interested in reading their adventures, there is player that has been keeping a journal of the adventures on another private board. I would be more than happy to post them for your amusments. The Fraternity of Shadows accepts campaign logs. You could submit your logs there.
#5 mr_ruffles Apr 04, 2004 1:59:17	Well since Ice didn't post the recaps of the groups sessions yet, I guess I will. Because I know you can't wait for it! tehe. Oh BTW I am one of the players in Ice's game. Each weeks session we pick a Player of the Game and that person does the recap on our board. And here we go... Who we have in the group: Topaz - Female Half-Vistani Rogue Nightbreeze - Male Elven Ranger Orcus - Male Half-Orc Monk [s](Forgot PC Name) - Male Human Cleric[/s ] DEAD Eldora - Female Elven Druid (Forgot PC Name) - Male Elf Favored Soul O.O.C. Info - Eldora and Orcus have known each other for awhile now and are not form Ravenloft. This takes place after they have done a vile deed... -Week 1 as told by Orcus Out of nowhere a mist rose up around us. So thick that it was, you could not even see your hand in front of your own face. I have no account for how long we were in the mist. Slowly the mist started to thin out. I do not know if it did so on it's own or we walked out of it. We found ourselves upon a dirt road surrounded by forest, not knowing where in the nine hells we were at. Looking around I saw that only the druid was with me. The dwarf fighter, the elf mage, our nightmares, and the female druid I had taken prisoner was gone also. The druid and I decided the best plan at the moment was to travel down the road and search out some type of town. Traveling down the road we came upon an old man with a pitch fork as a walking stick. He invited us to stay with him at his farm house. We asked him many times where we were, but he was no help as the old man had grown very crazy in his old age and liked to ramble on about nothing. We ate what food he offered and sat down to rest for the night. But the old man warned us of the terrors of the night and that none are too safe around here. Thinking that the old man had totally lost his mind I paid him no heed. Suddenly there were all kinds of noises outside of the house and the front door came bursting off of it's hinges. In came the undead, vile creatures there were. Grabbing my staff I charged into battle only to have the misfortune of the staff slipping out from my hands. Luckily I am well trained in hand to hand combat for any other would have died. The druid jumped into action also, but she took the most of the beating from the undead as I was too fast compared to thier slow reaction time. Laying waste to the undead we found that most of the house had been destroyed, and the druid was not looking very well. The old man informed us that we must get to town as soon as we can the next day.
#6 zombiegleemax Apr 05, 2004 13:09:11	-week 2 as told by Orcus The next day we started to head to town with the old man. He told us his tale of his younger days, which seemed to go on forever. Miles down the road we came upon a huge tree that had fallen over the road. Both the druid and myself went on the defensive. We spotted two people on the other side of the tree, one with a bow ready to shoot at us. Quickly scanning the area I decided to rush into the forest and flank the would be bandits. Once again it was my speed that gave me the jump on them. I crushed through the forest with my staff in hand ready to lay waste to these foolish bandits. It was a women and a man, and they suddenly knew not what to do as they were surrounded by myself, the druid, and another man, who looked cleric like had come up from behind them. You could see the fear in both of their eyes. I shouted to the archer to lay his weapon down, but stupidly he didn't. I went on the ready...waiting to make my move. The archer kept asking the women what to do, but she was at a loss for words. Luckily for them the man that came up behind them wasn't wanting any blood spilt and convinced them to put away their weapons. The two bandits knowing they were not going to get any money or goods from us, choose to be on their way. The cleric then saw that the druid was sick, and offered to help her and cast a spell to make her illness begone. Before any could depart ways the old man insisted that we all come with him back to the farm. Once again the old man started up his god awful story of his younger days. Groning, the druid and I walked behind the group so we couldn't hear the boring tale yet again. Talking with the two bandits (Topaz & Nightbreeze) and the cleric at the farm house all of our stories were told. The time soon came when the old man wanted to head back into the town, this time with a wagon of his crops to sell. The cleric, Topaz, and I gladly loaded the wagon as it got us away from the old man who was yet again telling his story. Soon we were ready to leave, but the old man had no horses to pull the wagon. It was us who would have to pull it. I took point and was pulling the wagon till I needed rest. The druid then made a harness out of rope and shaped shifted into a centaur like beast. It worked well until the rope broke. The druid shifted back into her normal form only to find that she now had a horse tail! We all decided it would be easier to pull the wagon at the same time, and yet again the old man went into his story. We came upon the spot in the road with the fallen tree wondering how we were to get this damn wagon around it, when suddenly the old man stood up and his pitch fork started to glow. He hobbled down from the wagon and stated that we "should seek the heart" and went back down the road from the way we came. On the other side of the log came three women with claws and wings, but yet beautiful all heading toward us. They spoke in unison "go away you must, leave this place you must, and blah blah blah". Nightbreeze tucked his tail bewteen his legs and decided to run for his life, following the old man...why I do not know. Still the woman came toward us. Growing tried of as this, I sprung from the wagon and attacked the closest of the women. My staff went to work upon her body. Seeing one of her sisters getting attacked, one of the women rushed to me and lashed out striking me hard. The other did the same, and the thrid woman watched on. The others in my party took up thier weapons and charged the two women by me. Topaz working the flank of one, causing mass damgae with her two glowing daggers. The druid called forth her flame blade and lashed out at the women closest to her. Nightbreeze must have regained his composure and arrows came flying, to strike one woman. The cleric attempted to cast a spell, but was unable to concentrate and the spell did not work. Again we all attacked...my staff, Topaz's daggers, the druid's flame blade, and Nightbreeze's arrows, some were more successful then others. The cleric seeing the two women rend me with thier claws yet again, cast a spell and healed some of my wounds. The third woman broke for the old man a snatched the pitch fork from him and then turned to flee. I broke from combat with the other two women to chase the third, but I didn't catch her in time. For she turned into a mist and faded away. Topaz's daggers cut down one of the women. As the woman died her body exploded into a green puss filled mist, and Topaz instantly fell to the groound and began to puke. The final woman seeing that see was out numbered fled. The druid and cleric both attempted one last attack, but they missed her. Nightbreeze was able to keep shooting her as she flew down the road, until she turned into a mist and faded away.