Wednesday, 29 October 2025

Banaal's Diary : Entry #429

I sometimes think of my parents and the flight from the safety of family.  I let people think I was running from an abusive abbot, but they know the truth.  As a cleric of Moradin it is difficult to withhold the truth, but I know in my heart it is for good reason.  Briafadel and his men must not know that I am anything but a hapless adventurer.

The truth is, if I can prove the worthiness of this small band, then it might be possible to persuade the dwarves of the Argentia Mines to Lord Urdurel's cause.


.... more to come ...
at
Labels: , ,

2 comments:

  1. Hedzor29 October 2025 at 20:18

    What in the mines of Moradin is this?! 😁

    ReplyDelete
  2. RoboGeek29 October 2025 at 21:41

    Just the musings of a wise young dwarf!
    Maybe he will write a biog one day

    ReplyDelete

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

The worst laid plans of Hags and Witches

Leaving the glaring adventurers standing far below, as she spirals upwards through the night rain, Megarna scowls in irritation. Mallophor ...

  • Return to the Fissanian Planet
    Welcome back to the world of Fissa gentle (and not so gentle) men! For slightly over a hundred years, life has been good. Since the long a...
  • Bad Boys Stick Together
    Standing to, a slightly scruffy, attention opposite their potential new Captain, Henshaw , Barbella and Doberman consider his pitch. As us...
  • D&D is Confusing and Difficult to Schedule
    Last weeks session ended up mostly being about finishing off the complicated, multiple combatant, river crossing encounter. Good fun but exh...