Ashes of Triumph: A Crimson Saga

Tale 03b: Spider in the Hole!
Mini session from 14 June 2013

Darkness. A cruel trickster on the mind and one that can prove deadly in even the most steadfast adventurers and heroes, for darkness can lead one to fear and doubt. Sometimes it just masked the danger child that one cannot see. If one is lucky sometimes it protects but not this time. Not in this tale. This tale tells of facing the darkness head on and wishing that what is in the darkness stays in the darkness.

Tale 03a: Into the Deep
Mini session from 07 June 2013

The party had seen better days but they had survived, some might consider in the worse for the wear but they were still alive. With most of the party wounded though they rushed to the aid of the Malora at a more cautious speed. They were no use to her dead or with the inability to actually save her. They would find that they might not have to dig but definitely they would have to go deep.

Tales 02: Tracking Greenmen in a Sand Storm

The adventurers had remembered now that the planet and her creatures were cruel from their last encounter with the Thresh and found themselves tracking the nomad tribe in search of the Merchant’s Daughter and possibly greenmen. Even with the tracks and general direction of the brutish savages finding them in a sandstorm would be heard even for the hodge podge group of intrepid travellers. What they found was that the cruelist creatures of the planet seemed to walk on two legs…

Tale 1: Priestess from the Waterlands
24 May Session 1

This tale starts out like many other stories do with the gathering of people. They were bound by honor, curiosity, or seeking fame. Little could prepare them for what lied ahead or with dealing with each other. But as tales go this one was lined with peril and misfortune. All the makings for a good story of adventure.

Let me tell you a tale Child

“Come hither Child, much is not known of the history of the ancients and few and far between are the tales of the fantastical, the majestic, of heroes. Tale that inspire the people in these trying times. The land lies dormant after millennia of war and disaster. Some say it lies sleeping others say slowly dying. What I tell you isn’t a tale of heroes. It’s a tale of people who simply lived their lives; that in it of itself though makes them a little bit special and unique in these waking moments of chaos, strife, and terror. For their simple actions shaped our world.

Ask yourself Child what really makes a hero? Is it that they do or don’t do right… wrong… good… evil… in each of us is the capacity to decide what drives our actions. That path intertwines like the great canals of the empire weaving the tapestry of what was and what will be connecting us all. So what is it, then, that makes some choose selflessness, the need to devote themselves to something greater, while others know only self-interest? Isolating themselves in a world of their own making, ignoring the monolith that is reality as it comes crashing down? Some seek love, even if only unrequited, while others are driven by fear and betrayal, some seek hope and salvation, others redemption for a dark past. There are those who see their choices as dark proof of God’s absence while others follow a path of noble destiny. But in the end, right, wrong, good, or evil…what we choose is never what we really need. For that is the ultimate cosmic joke, the real gift is that we were left behind. We survive.

Come Child let me tell you a tale."


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