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  • Acolyte: Chapter 1

    The skeletal remains of Antimor disappeared into the gapping maw of the wurm.  I stood there with the limp form of Nikolai in my arms.  Had we not been fast enough we also would have vanished from Mordulon.

    The specter of …

  • Acolyte: Chapter 2

    We set out early in the morning to head towards the cavern.  I wondered what was written in this tome to be of such high importance.  Perhaps I can read this book upon our return. 

    I surveyed the other acolytes, whom were busy …

  • Acolyte: Chapter 3

    I feel.  A simple sentiment, but new to me.  Anger.  Confusion.  Disallusionment.  

    Master Liam was killed and I failed to stop it.  I failed to apprehend the killer.  I am not as strong as I thought I was. …

  • Acolyte: Chapter 4

    "Acolyte!" Dorn shouts.

    Without thinking I emerge from my hiding place and sprint towards Helor.

    Nixie speaks with the unicorn in a language I do not comprehend.  I stand there with my hand raised, trying to …

  • Chapter 1: Meeting the Heroes

    Grandma,

    It's been almost a week since Yohan was murdered.  I don't cry as much anymore, but I still wish I could go have an ale with him sometimes.  I regret not being a closer friend.  We didn't see each …

  • Chapter 2: The Adventures of Donovan

    Donovan was startled awake early by a man in polished bronze armor.  It was still morning twilight.  The sky out the window was a streaked with clouds, the morning light bleeding across the sky in vivid purples and blues.  The town was …

  • Chapter 3: Life and Death

    Grandma,

    I was able to get the gnome and the human out of jail.  The pain was subsiding in my face and shoulder, and I was kind of ashamed to have them see it.  I lost my weapons, my armor was in tatters, my clothes were ruined, and …

  • Acolyte

    I woke up at the base of a tall cliff. The cliff appeared so high as to be ethereal in the low hanging clouds. Memories attempt to flicker to life, but all I can recall is walking with my brotherhood. Did I fall? Was I cast off the treacherous …

  • Donovan Aumet Windriddle

    From a very young age Donovan was ill. Bedridden his entire waking life, his only solace was his kindly grandma taking care of him. No one was sure what ailed the young halfling boy. He had no cough, no trouble breathing, no fever and no trouble …

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