The Krakening

The Players Gather


A Great Tournament has been arranged, with contestants from all over Barsaive  competing in trials of strength, combat, wits, artistry, craftery and skullduggery. Being 6 of the biggest bad asses this side of the Aras Sea, we of course won pretty much all of the contests we partook in. Towards the end of the day we were informed that there was one more trial, to come the next day. All of the participants will be arranged into teams, and sent in a race up the mountain. Fortunately, the tournament officials put us on the same team. We meet, shake hands, shoot the breeze a bit, then head down to the local trading post to outfit ourselves the for the coming climb.

Later we head to the the after-party, seemingly hosted by the local nobility. After enjoying a few pints, we try to question one of the family's man servants, but were unable to glean any useful information directly. However, there was definitely something fishy going on with this tournament. 

Next day we set out early from the starting gate. After overcoming numerous obstacles we reached the cabin.  Upon approaching the cabin, we saw Sahil, a sexy elven mistress approaching us. She announced we had won the contest, and before we knew it the world was falling out from under our feet – so this is what an astral shift feels like – and just like that we were launched into the journey to the next level of friendship and imagination. 


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