Thorlaen

A letter passes across the Uzbad’s desk on it’s way to the library of the Longbeards. It is written in the hand of his estranged brother, the scholar Thorvralin. He does not bother to read it.

Gathering Supplies, part 5
((Fifth part of the story))

Gathering Supplies, part 4
((Fourth part of the story))

Gathering Supplies, part 3
((Third part of the story))

Gathering Supplies, part 2
((Second part of the story, after this part the story will be up to date and next one will come when we have moved further on with it.))

Gathering Supplies, part 1
((Was meant to be posted earlier. This have been happening for a few weeks now but never got around to post any story about it, but here is the first part.))

Reclaiming the Hot Springs

((Sadly I completely forgot to take pictures of it, it was a /roll event we had in Zigilgund))

Ale Trouble, third and last part

((Meant to post this earlier, had not got around to do it yet))

Dhordur woke up early in the morning, when he had dressed up he walked up to his desk. There he looked a bit at his papers and his maps. He had been working on a plan to take the hot springs back for weeks now. At current state he could not spare any guards to take it, in other words it had to be up to him and two or three others.