Campaign of the Month: May 2022

Revenge on the Kraken's Bane

Session 16: The Vicious Seaward Sets Sail
The Greathorn Minotaurs

RolfToken.pngAs told by Rolf the Red, Captain of the Vicious Seaward.

Captain’s Log Day 1

I get to write that now. Because I’m the captain. Of a ship. Full of friends.


The weapon and leader-voice practice I’ve been doing actually worked! Kuda got the same number of votes as me, but he didn’t want the title. I don’t even know what to feel about that. Deep breaths, Rolf. After we celebrated a job well done with the Lady Raven, Barkus told us he had a lead on the Kraken’s Bane, but he needed help. An old friend/lover, now living in the Earthspur Mountains to the north: A minotaur named Bronzefist. Timothy asked if that was his real name, but most of us agreed a name is real if it’s what you want to be called. Like how Rolf is my name Anyway, Barkus wanted Bronzefist back as his first mate since his husband was murdered, and revenge is best with friends. Based on a tip, we go shopping for supplies: first to Verbig for magic gear upgrades and requests (I got a shield!), then the sundry shop to fill in some missing armor and equipment needs, and finally a candy shop for a barrel of 400 sugar skulls… My first order as captain was to party, and my second was to buy enough sweets to bribe a minotaur The trip will take a few days, so we cast a net for a crew to man the Vicious Seaward, then went to the Dragon’s Maw for some fun. A half-elf named Bellas fooled me into thinking he was a satyr, but I think we both enjoyed the aggressive results (I fucked him good). Timothy ran off, chased by a gnome barbarian named Dippal, and when he got back he needed another washing. Ghaisek was used by an aarakokra named Corvid that gave him some good perspective, while Gaemon had a dirty time with a human named Robin. I don’t think either of them liked their experience a lot, but not my place to guess, I guess. Preston serviced a hunky prince before getting railed, and Sprea cuddled with and was dommed by a mystical person with a lamp. Kuda watched and enjoyed it all from our mental links. Wait, can y’all read my mind when I’m writing this right now??? GO AWAY THIS IS PRIVATE CAPTAIN TIME.

Captain’s Log Day… dammit already lost count.

Bronzefist.jpgWe got to Mole Master fine and the minotaurs are fine and everything is fine concerned about some Yawntee snake people Yuan-ti magicians taking their mine and attacking their homes and stealing their totems. Bronzefist enjoyed the sugar skulls we brought and said as a favor to Barkus, he’d be happy to come find the Kraken’s Bane if we could protect his tribe from this threat. We vouched for Ghaisek and promised to help. We’ve got some fights ahead. Deep breaths, Captain Rolf.

Session 15: The Spellcasting Frogs of the Flooded Forest
Search for the Spawning Stone

Ghaisek_token.pngAs told by Ghaisek.


I am pleased to report that I have been successful in the task you put before me. As you are no doubt aware, our crew made our way deeper into the flooded forest in search of the sunken city. As we came nearer to our destination, we encountered another group of travelers in search of the city. An unforeseen working of magic, from this wand I acquired, caused Rolf to be upset by the “unnecessary” risk of random spellwork. Consequently, I opted to take a more diplomatic approach to our meeting with this group of wanderers-although my instinct was to incinerate them on the spot.

We ended up making camp with these strangers and learned from their leader, “Brother Paul”, that they were in search of the sunken city to seek out the wisdom of the so-called Frog Sage. The fervor with which Brother Paul spoke combined with the mindless obedience of his companions was immediately concerning. Fanatics certainly have their uses, but I find that left unchecked they cause more trouble than they are worth.

Gaemon, Preston, and Rolf slept in the hollow of some rocks near Brother Paul’s camp, while Sprea, Kuda, and I slept in various places outside. Timothy of course has a penchant for getting into trouble and opted to sleep with brother and one of his companions in the main tent.

Green_slaad-5e.jpgIn the middle of the night, Brother Paul attacked Timothy and revealed himself to be a green slaad. Once the ruckus woke the rest of our group from sleep I returned my thoughts to a more incendiary solution.

As fights go, the crew acquitted themselves quite well. I’d even suggest that it was one of our more cleanly executed battles -especially in light of how potentially poorly we were positioned for such a fight.

GraySlaad.jpgWe continued on to the sunken city itself where we encountered a spellcasting grey slaad. The crew proved quite capable of dealing with the threat and were quite helpful in following your instructions to sever the link between the “spawning stone” and the Prime Material. They did have some questions regarding the source of my information that I did not see fit to answer at the time. A small bit of pressure on Timothy in regards to his connection to our Master proved helpful in convincing him to encourage the rest of the crew to carry on without asking too many questions. That said, I imagine the time is quickly coming where they will try and nail me down on some answers. It may serve purpose of finding out more about Timothy’s past in order to leverage his support.

After we completed our business in the sunken city we returned to Raven’s Bluff via Ylraphon and found that the construction of our ship The Vicious Seaward has been completed. We are headed back to the Dragon’s Claw Tavern to speak with Lady Raven and Barkus and receive our next task.

Hail Asmodeus,


Session 14: What is Red and Blue and Green All Over
If It Looks Like a Cult

GaemonToken.pngAs told by Gaemon Swallows.

My dear sweet Umberllee,
I write this soliloquy as I think of thee

After picking off pixies, we purveyed the praying perch
Scratching off a rune we gave the site a search

The base beheld a brand, the Black hand of lord Bane
Kuda cleansed sigil from stone, to cease this false gods claim

Onward we traveled, Timothy trailing tidings of thieves
We stumbled upon wicked smell of death amongst trees

CorpseFlower.pngMaking our approach, Kuda found a corpse flower
I think that he smokes it to create his odd star power

As Kuda culled cuttings, the Cordia came to be a carnivorous cabbage
Seeping smells sheepened the stomachs of Sprea and I most savage

The vile vegetation vomited vicious victimized ventures of yore
Gaesik’s gaze glazed, grimly launching eldritch blast, as we’ve seen before

Preston’s fingers flew fabulous flames frying fatally our foes, smoking from the tips
Rolfs poniard projectile pierced plant on point ,thrown from the hips

Timothy swam slime in stream, shooting safely from shore
Taking one for the team as a Navy Seal Otter, adorbe

With the war almost won Gaesick wove his wacky wand for wauggery
And by perchance poofed the prized plant from the plotted perch, Buggery

Lost in soaked swamp Sprea soared to the skys
Spotting smoke from a campfire we surmised

Upon careful approach Timothy and team A made new friends
Though still skeptical team B hung back round the bends

Priest.jpgBrother Paul seemed…. to nice, and offly fond of a frog
Seemed possibly their minds might be lost in a fog

Braun, Alitta and Lexi add, make for a marry ol band
Against better judgement we all walk up and join clan

After an arm wrestle, a dinner, and slight exchange of tales
We made up our camp and our group plans to set sail

Timothy forgetting his supplies, with mischievous intent
Decided to stay with Brother Paul in his tent

I don’t claim to know much about this wild land
But staying with him seems a terrible plan

As I write, as I fight, cleansing your world of foul blight in name of the
Bless me, in your way, that I can bring your chaos to the fray my sweet Umberllee


Session 13: The Vampire Pixies of the Mist

Ghaisek_token.pngAs told by Ghaisek.

Greetings Mistress,

I trust the creature Caliban has kept you apprised of goings on here on the material plane (though I may give the wretch too much credit), but it seemed appropriate to provide a formal update. As you know, we had previously traveled to Ylraphon with intent to seek power and enrichment in the nearby flooded forest.

After dealing with that tentacle beast at the house of Moander we took some time to rest and recover from grievous injury -for those among our number careless enough to suffer such wound. Following our rest, we noticed that many of our capabilities had increased. I myself take note of your intervention in such matters of fortune, and offer gratitude for recognition of faithful service.

We soon set feet to purpose, and marched deeper into the flooded forest in search of the sunken city. The Lutrinian, Timothy, led the way for us following encoded messages left through the forest. He has some connection to our Master in Nessus, but is reticent on the topic. I will endeavor to find out more on this matter in due course.

Fearing the possibility of beguiling fey magics, the bard Rolf played songs for a journey towards a purpose of fortifying our minds against such influence. I believe there is some potential for gain in cultivating friendship with Rolf. He is charming and naïve in equal measure, proving himself loyal companion and valuable ally.

Eventually we found a warning posted to “Beware: Winged Fangs”. Were it not for the rumors of vampiric pixies I would have considered such warning to be the product of a deranged mind. In short measure we found ourselves accosted by the very same. We came across an altar in the forest rich with coin and warded by a permanent enchantment of spike growth.

Aradni.jpgWhile investigating the altar we were attacked by a pair of these fey creatures along with a cadre of gnolls. A cleverly placed fireball from Preston made short work of the gnolls but the fey proved a greater nuisance. Something within the mists laying over the region seemed to sap us of the very essence of vitality and transfer it in full measure to those vicious little cunts. There seemed to be some magic in the arrows they fired. One such arrow rendered Sprey unconscious in a single hit. Another arrow resulted in immediate cries of terror from Rolf leading me to the conclusion that some enchantment must lay on the arrows. (I doubt whether Rolf has the good sense to actually feel terror without some form of magical inducement, but i suppose that is part of his charm).

Once the violence had ended it became quickly apparent that the gnolls with the fey were mere slaves and unlikely to prove as threat. Some of our number expressed regret at the deaths of those pitiful creatures. In truth, we granted them freedom from the sorrowful mewling existence to which they had been condemned.

I have enclosed with this missive the preserved form of one of these vampiric fey so that you may pass it to others in your service for study. The satyr Kuda was quite useful in preparing the preservative solution. Take note of my continued success in acquiring assistance to purpose from these that would serve lesser masters.

Hail Andariel in her glory, Hail Asmodeus Lord of the Ninth.

Your servant,


Session 12: Flooded Forest, Ho!
The House of Moander

SpreaToken.pngAs told by Sprey D’Eagle.

From Sprey’s Journal, one of several unsent letters:

Uncle Adler,

Gosh I hope you all are doing okay. I’m not sure where Mr. Mooney and the circus have made their way to now, but I hope you’ve been able to go with them.

As for me, our crew has made it to the town of Ylrpahon in search of the mysteries of the Flooded Forest. We weren’t sure what to expect from this place, so before heading out we stocked up on all kinds of supplies. Kuda was looking for ways to get more tattoos, which makes me feel like I need a reminder of all the tattoos he has… Ghaisek also picked up some fancy…lube/ointment thing that he immediately handed to his pet thing, so maybe that’ll come in handy. Could you let Auntie Umber know I also picked up a glassblower’s kit? I thought it was time to start using one again.

After we booked passage on a boat by working our butts off helping with the sailing, we arrived in Ylraphon and set to work learning more about what might be hidden in the Flooded Forest. While I took time to get a layout of the town and swamp, the group visited both temples of Selune and Umberlee. No one knew about the Sunken City we had heard about, but we did get tasked with clearing out “Old Moldy”. Apparently someone named Moander hadn’t done his spring cleaning and we got sent to clean his house for him.

Darktentacles.jpg Just outside the house we found a bunch of signs for joining the Convocation in the Sunken City. They made it sound like a party, but I think we all had a bad feeling about it. The house turned out to be some…sunken temple thing that some big tentacle thing had taken over. I guess instead of rats they get tentacle monsters that move into abandoned homes. We got beaten up pretty good, but it was worth it from all the treasure we found!

Everyone got some fun but powerful toys too, and I’m sure their excited to use them, but after the monster we needed some good rest. I guess we’ll be in this swamp a little bit longer and trying to learn from it. Hopefully the circus never makes it over here, it’s a little too humid for Auntie Nabis’ liking.

Take care, Uncle.May4FF.gif

Session 11: Soulforge Strikes Back
Does Anyone Speak Dwarvish?

TimothyToken2.pngExcerpt from Timothy’s Journal

14 Nightal, 1490_

We were near the Soul Forge with all the dead bodies and Kuda was going to touch it to see what it did. But the moment he touched it, it began to glow and, of course, all the bodies popped up and started attacking us, which shook up Geamon and Ghaisek who stood there…. just stood there…. for like 6 seconds! Then Preston just drops a fireball, barely missing me.

HuskZombie.jpegAnd these weren’t normal bodies…they were explode-y bodies!

Rolf distracted the guy next me so I could get away before he took me out. Then he really got really smacked down, then stunned. Luckily, I was able to kill the thing before he got hit again and Preston moved in to keep him safe while he couldn’t move. (For just a second, Rolf was kinda hot stunned and bleeding…is that an Asmodeus thing? Not sure I’m comfortable with it. Gonna have to ask Ghaisek.)

Question, journal…. does it count as a kill if the thing you stabbed a lot was already dead?

The soul forge just kept glowing, even after we dropped all the ghoulies. Tried hitting it and nothing… well took some damage. I thouight it had instructions, but I couldn’t read it. No one could read it. You know who read it. Rolf’s fucking sword. Rolf’s fucking sword could read it. When Rolf said the name “Moradin the Forger of Souls” it stopped glowing and stunning everybody.

We took the hammer from the forge…hope no one needs it. It’s in my pocket. Took a rubbing of the anvil as proof we were there. Then we slept there. It was cold and damp, but Rolf was very warm.

The next morning, Gaemon and Ghaisek went statue tipping, and we all know what happens when we let them on their own. They found a box in the bottom of one of them which said Property of the Golden Hands of Vergadain. Sprea picked up and put in the pocket.

Virbig was happy to see us. We gave him the rubbing from the soul forge. Then he wanted to map which I still say wasn’t part of the original deal. Didn’t even say goodbye or thank you when we left. Rude.

Vergadain_symbol.jpgAfter cleaning up and a quick orgy, we finally opened that box. This giant mouth jumps out and says “Similar faces are good hiding places.” Lot’s o’ goodies in there, lots of coins, some potions, and really nice arrows. Rolf tried to eat a coin because he thought the coins had more coins in them.

So now we are off to the Flooded Forrest.

P.S. Note to self, keep an eye out for things with that statues face.

P.P.S. We also finally named our ship…. Vicious Seaward!!

Session 10: Searching for the Soulforge
The Lost Shrine in Sarbreen

PrestonToken.png As told by Preston Digitation.

Short rest back outside
Timothy ordered Goggles of Night
Sprea nabbed a Clockwork Amulet
Went back to sewer
A big hole! Rolf investigates…we all follow down the rope
We explore the ruins…
Rust monsters! (oh and a XORN)
Continue exploring
Discover an altar/anvil, with some dead bodies…looks like the previous exploring group didn’t make it :(
No obvious cause of death. They’re just dead.


Session 9: Searching for Sarbreen
You Otyugh Come Prepared!

buoyToken.pngAs told by Buoy (in the voice of Dug from Up)

Hi there! Oh boy! I get to tell the story this week, and I am very excited! Master let me come down into the steamy room and play in the splash pool while he has special play time with some new friends.

They decided to stay in town, and the rest of his friends all went to go do things. I heard them talking later, and they said some went to a lying berry. Mr. Otter found some kind of blue prints for the sewers. I do not know what kind of berry leaves blue paw prints, but it must be big and blue. Maybe one day I will find out! Mr. Slithers one seemed to have difficulty concentrating on anything. I think he wanted to be back in the steamy room for special play time too. Mr. Feathers seemed to just sleep or something. I think he doesn’t sleep well because sometimes I see some him having to be tied down while he moans and yells. Mr. Blue said that where we were was built on an ancient dwarven city called “Sardine.” I like sardines. They’re very salty. Everyone in the group seems to like salty things in their mouth, and that makes me very happy. The Sardine was a pirate city and had something to do with someone named Mohander. I wonder how many more hands he has?

Verbig_the_Helpful.jpgMr. Red went to talk to the pretty feather lady. She didn’t know much, but his tail wagged a lot when he talked to her. Mr. Big went to talk to someone who is also very big. He says if we go down into the sewers he’ll give us something that will help us go back in the water. I am very excited about going back in the water. My master went to talk to a big man with big teeth and smelled like home. He can help us go back in the water too. I saw master shut one eye a blow a kiss at him. I think they will be good friends.

Otyugh.jpegMaster and his friends all go down into the sewers. I am ready to not be down here, but I am an expert tracker and I will find the thing for my master. I think it must the lying berry with blue paw prints. I will find it for him! I dash down the sewer and see a big thing. It is very big, and it is a thing. Everything went very dark, but I know master will call me back to him soon because he loves me.

Session 8: Return to Raven's Bluff
And a night in the Dragon's Maw.

RolfToken.png As told by Rolf.

We all got laid. Now get out of my room and let me get some damn sleep. *rolls over and immediately begins snoring.

*Some time later…

Okay, you SERIOUSLY don’t remember last night? Fuck, fine, lets start from what you DO remember…

Let’s seeeee… We’d just gotten back from saving Barkus from the merfolk. I still can’t believe that Gaemon and Ghaisek decided to keep exploring the cave with all of us still not fully recovered from that huge fight. No, I’m NOT just saying that cuz Kuda was busy sucking my dick! Ok. Maybe a little. Whatever, once we all caught up to them, those sharks were easy meat and that sorceress had no chance in the Hells. Yes, I do have to flex while saying that. Shut up.

Back to last night. We got back to the bar and the Lady was very thankful, promising us a ship of our own within a tenday as reward, and to enjoy ourselves til then. I TOLD you assholes that getting a ship was the first thing we should do! We all went down to the Dragon’s Maw to celebrate, and there were plenty of hot folk looking to share some time with us, and plenty of information to gather, once our collective tongues got to work. We all met up at the bar afterwards to confirm a plan, let’s see if I’ve got it all written down somewhere… Awrf! Here it is!

Buck_frame.png1) Kuda and I double teamed this AGGRESSIVE STUD of a satyr in one of the sauna pools, who was so impressed by our round 1 that he told us about a haunted mansion in the middle of the Flooded Forest, called the House of Moander, before we all tore into each other for a STELLAR round two. Yes, that was a Selune pun. Yes, I am proud of myself. MOVING ON.

Grover_frame.png2) Gaemon found a cute virgin satyrpup in the other sauna, who he coaxed into both full-on submission AND telling about another rumor in the Flooded Forest, about a sunken city. Between those two, we could DEFINITELY get our loot on, but they’re pretty far away so we’d need to plan a bit.

Boy2_frame.pngUhhhh… 4? Oh! 3) Preston was granted permission by the Big Daddy himself to spend the evening with one of his two big muscle boys in the big pillow room, but even though they definitely fucked and had fun, I don’t think he had any rumors to share. All 3 of those hunks seem much more difficult to woo, so massive props to Preston for goin’ for it and gettin’ that dick right away! AWOOO!

Varkag_frame.png……………THIS one is 4…)Timothy was with Preston in the pillows, but went after a sexy furry gladiatorman who had a scar fetish. Their pillow-talk (hehehe—OW) was about some Weir Tree wood that could be worth a LOT of gold.

Scorpio_frame.pngHEY I KNOW WHAT 5 IS SHUT UP) Gaisek made some muscly scorpion-summoning dude their tied up bitch in one of the private rooms. They kept some of the details private, but they DID share some rumor of a secret Soulforge in some ruins beneath Raven’s Bluff. I think we all agreed that seemed like the best first thing to do, since it’s LITERALLY right here, and here is closer than everywhere else…

Hayden_frame.pngAND FINALLY. YOU cuddled with a cute traveler in one of those private rooms near Gaisek, gave him a massage, and he told you about the lair of a dragon hidden behind a waterfall. Hala… Hollow… Ah! yes, Halarglautha Firewing, I’m glad you remember that part cuz that’s a mouthful! Speaking of mouthful… you then proceeded to get totally shitfaced, so I guess it’s not a huge surprise you don’t remember the rest of the night.

…Also, speaking of mouthful, I think I’ve got something you could help me out with— aw shit, it sounds like everyone else woke up too. We’ll put this on “paws” for now, cutie. *wink!

Session 7: The Rescue at the Singing Cliffs
The Sobs of Despair!

SpreaToken.png As told by Sprey D’Eagle.

Aunties Nabis and Umber, and Uncle Adler,

I know I had to promise that I wouldn’t write, but it’s been so long since I left that I just… If Uncle Adler is awake, can you tell him a story?

The crew I’m with finally found the man we’ve been hired to find, at least we’re pretty sure he’s the right man. Barkus, I think? There have been so many people and names that I can barely keep track. You all were right, I’ve gotten to meet so many people out here away from the circus! I miss home though. I miss my family.

What was I talking about? Right! Barkus. Down in the Singing Cliffs we found a cave with more of these fish folk who’d attacked the monastery and stole Barkus. After Timothy freed some merfolk we learned when Barkus’ sister was brought in and imprisoned she started crying…a lot. So much that it almost drove the merfolk crazy. And when we found her I can understand why!

Picture1.jpgWe found her and Barkus in cages and had to fight more fish folk, but the whole time my head was pounding from her cries! Everyone else kept their cool though, Kuda even turned into a massive shark at some point. I wish I could become a shark, swimming is really hard with feathers.

While releasing Barkus and his sister, Charma, we learned that the fish folk did something to her that made her cry so much, and cause everyone else so much pain. We were all more than ready to get out of there as quick as possible, but Barkus couldn’t leave without his sword, Heart’s Wake. I know Uncle Adler would have recommended we take a chance to rest before hunting down the sword, but we charged ahead.

MerrowShallowpriest.jpegWe found one more room with a BIG fish lady and two other fish folk, which we began to valiantly fight. The fight was going really well until the fish lady summoned a massive lightning bolt that zapped through me, Rolf, and Gaemon. It hurt! A lot! Now I know why you told me to never fly in a storm, Auntie Nabis. With quick thinking though, Kuda healed us and woke us up just in time for Rolf to hurt her brain with his super eloquent words.

With the enemy defeated and the sword found, it sounds like we finally get to make our long journey back to Raven’s Bluff. I…hope that I get to see you, but I won’t intrude on the circus. If Uncle Adler is awake, please let him know that his training has helped me fight and survive.

See you down the road,

Your Sprey