Squaring the Circle

Squaring the Circle

Sunday, January 29, 2017

Savage tides: ECL 12 Mograin WL2/Clrc3/EldDspl6/HlFireWlk1 blog 1


My Journey to Farshore which started over 15 years ago, has been a long one……. All those night entombed in stone almost drove me mad. Once released form my stone prison the memories of the past years faded into a blur almost as if I had been reborn.  I found myself with a group of travelers ironically heading to the same place and almost following in my footsteps…….to my glorious benefit…… while I adjust to my new Pardon from my torment I aided them with all my might, and in repaying my debt to the group the sailors and the pilgrims I almost forgot why I was in this predicament in the first place.

“I am going to Farshore father” those words almost spelled my doom but I came here to set up a new life and enrich the family and our business. my great fortunes have not ended, as if repayment for all those years staring at those basilisks watching them live their horrible little lives’. a strange deck of cards we found in a dungeon has altered my future forever……. now with a keep befitting a lord a new home, and rank as a hero of Farshore.  I will settle down and finish what I started all those years ago.

I Have found new hope in Kord he has shown me the way and repaid my anguish I will erect a temple in his honor and show the world how far is his reach Never in my life will I be able to turn away any of those who gave me aid, they were sent by divine appointment. They will always find rest food and aide….  Perhaps someday they will join me in residence at Farshore and we can grow old clinging to faded memories of conquest ravaged by time itself……

Through divination and omens it has been revealed to me that greater dangers lay in wait for the group

So, I will travel to my home near Sasserine not only to reunite with my family and share the good news, but we employed many mercenaries and have powerful allies’ I will seek out one to stand in my spot as I fade behind the curtain everyday life.

I will ask the archivist to carry me home once more then it seems it will be mundane travel from here on out…

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