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D&D Chronicles: In which we leave Tippa in a tight spot

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We never should have answered the summons from Tippa. She blinded us with gold and an express carriage ride, and I was actually happy to be returning to our house in Kelsen — even though I never wanted to purchase it in the first place. 1,380 more words

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D&D Chronicles: Ghostly encounters

Picking up where we left off, Squirrel has just collapsed after attempting to dispel the ward applied to a border of trees around a strange villa in the middle of the desolated Dust Plains… 1,431 more words

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D&D Chronicles: Of portals, dust and a strange villa

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We’re finally leaving Issimbaal. It’s been over a week, but feels even longer. So much has happened.

After much deliberation, we’ve decided to brave the dust plains and head south-west towards the Temple of Bahaal and hope it doesn’t live up to its other name — the Temple of Death. 938 more words

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D&D Chronicles: Getting our butts kicked in and around Issimbaal

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Dealing with Elliana (not)

We argue long into the night about how to get the Left Eye of Varrien from Elliana.

The clerics of Phanator refuse to help us, not wanting to start a conflict with the Church of Elloran. 1,048 more words

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D&D Chronicles: Three battles, third time not so lucky

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Zombies inspire reckless action

It’s around midnight when we finally find a band of zombies towards the outskirts of Issimbaal. There are six of them, five of us. 1,257 more words

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D&D Chronicles: Trying to survive the mage college of Issimbaal

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early afternoon

Thank blessed Emrys we are holed up in this temple with these clerics of Phanator. They have resurrected Blizzard with very little fuss. 1,736 more words

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teapot dome gas station

Yes. This is a post with a reference the Teapot Dome scandal.

I’ve not spent much time in Eastern Washington. On Friday, I drove from Seattle to Kennewick then back to Seattle on Saturday. 189 more words

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