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    So I have talked about it for months, and I have finally had the time to put together my first Key of Destiny campaign. I have a pretty impressive group of PC's, and the coolest part is they have never gamed in the Dragonlance setting before. So while it is great to catch their first reactions to everything Krynn, it has been a daunting task of taking players aside to give them a "crash course" in the rich history of my favorite world. Regardless, for people ignorant to the setting, they have taken to it like a fish to water. We have had two sessions, and they have done their characters justice. So without further ado, the players:

    Nasiak, male Irda sorcerer 1:
    NG medium humanoid (shapeshifter)
    HP: 2 AC: 12 Init: +2 Speed: 30ft
    Fort: -2 Ref: +2 Will: +4
    Abilities: Str 8, Dex 14, Con 6, Intel 14, Wis 13, Cha 17
    Feats: Disciplined

    A skinny and sickly 100 year-old youth, Nasiak was part of a small experimental Irda colony in the southern range of mountains gracing the Northwestern tip of the Ambeon (Silvanesti) Forest. Only numbering seven irda, their primary mission was to keep watch and observe the happenings of the more barbaric races influencing Silvanesti, Blode and the Khur Desert. Since the end of Chaos War, the Irda people decided they would never again be threatened like their kin on the destroyed home island of Aianatha. Though only Nasiak's mother (the colony's Protector) knew of the true mission, much information was gathered over a 20-year period.

    Being different from other irda, Nasiak loved taking walks and exploring the mountain ranges. Quirks like this and other issues such as him not embracing High Sorcery when the gods returned confounded many of his kin. But time passed on, until the fated day when Nasiak was on one of his hikes and subsequently caught by human raiders. Not thinking to shape shift, Nasiak was bound, gagged and put in a cage. The raiders then began moving east towards the desert. Days passed, and as Nasiak was sleeping during the night, the pitch of battle sounded. Magical fire burned away the tent he slept in, and there was his Protector, as she smashed the cage with a spell. Nasiak screamed in agony as he saw her shot with arrows. With her dying breath, she gave him a backpack, and shoved him through a Dimension Door, coming out far from the battle. Hours passed, and Nasiak returned to the site. Everyone was dead. Now he wonders the Khur Desert, lost, trying to find his way in an uncaring world.

    Uther Aristaeus, male human cleric of Kiri-Jolith (Strength/War) 1:
    LG medium humanoid
    HP: 9 AC: 15 Init: -1 Speed: 20ft
    Fort: 3 Ref: -1 Will: +5
    Abilities: Str 16, Dex 9, Con 13, Intel 12, Wis 17, Cha 13
    Feats: Education, Endurance
    Bonus Feats: Martial Weapon Prof: Longsword, Weapon Focus: Longsword

    Hailing from Elmwood in Solamnia, Uther is the son of a successful widower weapon smith. Wanting to follow in his father's footsteps and take up the family trade, Uther was crestfallen when his father would hear nothing of it. Instead he encouraged him to understand the torment such weapons brought unto the land by making him study the history of Solamnia. His father’s belief was that politics and war would soon tear the world apart, and he pressed this realism on Uther for his entire childhood. Uther became well educated, but also withdrawn and somewhat negative. Especially after his father remarried, and took his stepbrother for his apprentice.

    But his life changed for the better. His stepmother Evelyn gave birth to Naela, and Uther had a new found sense of optimism as he helped raise his half-sister. Time passed, as they both grew older, but things were not to be perfect. A new thief's guild moved into town, strong-arming most businesses including his father's. As they continued to fight for the town's rights, matters became worse, and an attack was made on their family. Uther's father and stepmother were killed, and the smithy burned to the ground. In a panic, Uther left with Naela for Palanthas, where his stepbrother had started his own business. Just as he made it to the city proper, readying to knock on his brother's door, the world went dark.

    He awoke to the scent of saltwater and perspiration. A pounding headache and chills ran through his body. He had been shanghaied into slavery on a minotaur merchant ship. He had lost everything he had come to love in his life in what felt like only an instant. But he persevered, and worked hard. Proving the minotaurs that he was no weakling, he won their grudging respect. This brought about the attention of Galabad, a Kazelati minotaur who was secretly a cleric of Kiri-Jolith. Galabad found enough respect for Uther to share with him the secrets of the Great Bison. Late at night, below decks, they would often discuss the concepts of what soon became Uther’s choice of faith. With his clerical training complete, he was given a medallion of faith and explained how he must proceed in his life with honor, and goodness. That he must show the world the true power of Kiri-Jolith. Galabad believed Uther possessed the wisdom and spirit necessary to accomplish great things in the name of their god, and Uther had no intentions of letting his friend and mentor down.

    From this point on over the next few months, he worked very diligently to earn enough steel to buy his freedom. And so he earned his freedom and was released in Felinosti. At this time, Ambeon is under great turmoil. To escape this evil, Uther fled to the north as well. His heart guides him home to Palanthas to search for his sister and stepbrother. Getting there, however, will be no easy task.

    Sylus Renaldi, male half-elf ranger 1 :
    CG medium humanoid
    HP: 11 AC: 17 Init: +8 Speed: 30ft
    Fort: +5 Ref: +6 Will: +2
    Abilities: Str 16, Dex 18, Con 16, Intel 10, Wis 14, Cha 5
    Feats: Improved Initiative

    Born to a small community living in Pax Tharkas, Sylus was the product of a Silvanesti father and human mother. Shortly after his birth, his father disappeared without warning, and was never heard from again.

    Sylus grew up hearty and strong, as he helped his community in hunting and gathering for food. He actually became an accomplished woodsguide and tracker in his own way, but he was never truly accepted by his peers for his elven heriatage. On his 29th birthday, tragedy struck as his mother became deathly ill. To boot, armies lead by the Knights of Neraka moved into the area, forcing the small community out of the fortress as they were conquering the elven forest.

    His mother was dead days later, and his community became a loose group of refugees. Never truly accepted as his mother was his only anchor to his people, Sylus struck out on his own, moving eastward to no rhyme or reason. Over the period of a year, he trecked through the wilderness, stopping here or there until he crossed the Northern edge of the Plains of Dust. Still seeing nothing to anchor his wayward soul, he continued on the skirting the edge of Sable's Swamp and the Ambeon (Silvanesti) Forest towards the mountains, and then east to the desert of Khur.

    On his way through the desert, he found a Khurish man accosting a beautiful young woman. Attempting to save her, he won the battle with her assailant, receiving a nasty slice down his face for his efforts. The woman ran off before he could talk to her, and Sylus didn't attempt to chase her down. He continued on his treak, setting out for the nearby city of Pashin.


    Taoran Nimblefeet, male true kender rogue 1 :
    CN small humanoid
    HP: 6 AC: 17 Init: +4 Speed: 20ft
    Fort: +1 Ref: +7 Will: +2
    Abilities: Str 8, Dex 18, Con 11, Intel 15, Wis 13, Cha 15
    Feats: Stealthy

    Taorin Nimblefeet has your average true kender outlook on life: irrepressible, curious and putting his fingers where they don't belong. But that is where his traits stop, and the kender's sense of humor begins. Taoran takes great pleasure in annoying people to no degree. Though most kender innocently ask questions, he has a purpose of confounding others. Even members of his own kind don't enjoy associating with him for too long.

    Taoran has traveled for so long, he can barely remember where he is from. He was barely walking when his parents fled Kendermore with him from the evil Overlord Malystryx, and he left them not too long afterwards due to them being sticks in the mud (afflicted). He now finds himself traveling through what he thought was the Silvanesti forest, because he always did want to see elves. But he only found minotaurs and Dark Knights fighting each other. Taoran has had fun teasing both sides, putting his hoopak and caltrops to good use, then running away at just the right moment. Though he is now becoming bored with the scenery.
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    Just out of curiosity, how are you handling the vast power difference between Nasiak and Uther?

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    Actually, you would be surprised with the difference. There really isn't one. My player who rolled out stats for Nasiak, had a few in the high negatives, and that is before he added in his negative to Con. He was so interested in playing an irda for roleplay reasons, and the spell selection he took as a sorcerer is very non-violent. His two first-level spells are charm person and mage armor. Its pretty even. Maybe I should post full stats on the PC's.
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    All right, stats and histories up. Prologue and Meetings are next....
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    Outskirts of the Ambeon (Silvanesti) Forest :

    Uther had walked for days in a place he did not want to be. The Silvanesti Forest (now Ambeon) was a place of utter turmoil. More than once he stopped, proving to minotaur hunting parties that he was a freed slave. On other occasions he fought Nerakan Knight raiding parties. And much to his chagrin, he ran for his life due to shear numbers more than once. As he traveled, he wondered if Kiri-Jolith frowned on what he did for survival, questioning his own honor.

    Continuing to travel North, Uther knew he was getting close to the end of the forest. The trees and fauna were thinning out, and a clear path lead on, showing much use. Suddenly the path ended, and he was forced to use good judgment in his direction of travel (Successful Survival Check). He trekked through the underbrush, steadily making a good pace, when out of nowhere he heard a voice at his side. Out came a kender dressed in leather armor with tousled red hair warning him of a “pointy-pokey” pit trap.

    Surprised to no end, the cleric put his hand to his longsword, eyeing the halfing suspiciously. Introducing himself as Taoran Nimblefeet, the kender prattled on about wanting see a Dark Knight or minotaur fall in. Since Uther was wearing shiny golden-scaled armor, he thought he would be a good “friend” and warn him away.

    Uther silently inspected the trap, seeing the kender told the truth, but deciding to say nothing as to not provoke more conversation. Taoran continued on about his travels through the forest looking for elves, and when finding none, bringing no end of agitation to the other denizens. Just then, both of them heard the pitch of battle none to far away. As Taoran went to run towards it, the honorable cleric was at a moral dilemma. The kender saved his life, and now he was most likely going to get himself killed in a battle. He grabbed the kender, and continued North silently.

    Nicknaming Uther “Lanky,” (he still hadn’t given his name) Taoran talked enough for both of them. Finally, Uther introduced himself when he found the kender wrapping his arm with wound dressings from his healer’s kit. They continued on to the desert towards Pashin, the closest civilization where Uther hoped he would lose the Taoran in the crowds of the city.

    The Desert of Khur (West of Pashin) :

    The Desert of Khur (West of Pashin):

    Nasiak was in dire straits. He had traveled through the desert, and on his second day he ran out of water. Never being more than a few miles from his home, he wandered aimlessly, completely lost in the wastes. At least he thoughtfully changed his form to that of an old human with a full, white beard. Never being very healthy, he was suffering from dehydration and fading fast (Fortitude Failures).

    Sylus had been trekking towards Pashin for a few days when he came upon some interesting tracks. Always curious, he observed through his survival skill they were erratic. He tracked them and saw the poor traveler was going in circles through the sand dunes. Quickening his pace, he caught up with to what looked like an old man, leaning heavily on his quarterstaff as he climbed a sand dune. Always mindful of desert traps, Sylus drew his longbow, and watched the traveler for a time.

    Nasiak spotted a leather-armored figure with a drawn bow cresting the dune behind him. Reeling in fear of a raider, the irda attempted to make a break for it, but passed out after a small stretch of distance. Sylus hurried over using his Survival and Heal skills to stabilize the dehydrated man. Nasiak did not say much, only thanking him for his help. The ranger told him he was heading to Pashin, only a day’s travel away and volunteered to guide him. Nasiak hesitantly replied he knew nothing of Pashin, but would follow him as he continued to thank him to no end. Though this confused Sylus, he had had no human company for quite a while, as they continued on towards the city.

    We roleplayed this seperately with only two players at a time before starting the main game. I thoroughly enjoyed Taorin Nimblefeet, as my player had little experience with kender. Almost a true natural.
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    Pashin:

    The sun was beginning to set over the desert city of Pashin. An influx of weary travelers were on the road leading into the town, pushing hard to make it to an inn before nightfall. As people hurried forward, a disturbance arose a few hundred feet from the gate.

    An obviously drunk Ergothian accompanied by two equally greasy cronies were threatening a kender and his young daughter. Taoran and Uther saw this and approached to see the commotion. Most of the other travelers decided to mind their business, making there way hurriedly towards the city. Taoran felt an odd sadness as he saw his kin backing away in fear, attempting to protect his equally scared daughter. Using his Knowledge History skill, Uther knew these kender to be afflicted. They watched the Ergothian threaten the kender, yelling drunkenly for his money pouch.

    Nasiak and Sylus heard the yelling, and moved within 30 feet. At this, the Ergothian became overtly violent, brandishing a short sword. Disgusted by violence, Nasiak casted Message on the Ergothian, pleading with him to stay his hand. This made matters worse, spooking the drunk, who took a threatening step towards the kender. Taoran recklessly darted into action, taunting the Ergothian who raised his blade to strike. One of the goons attacked Taoran while the other attacked Uther by association, but both strikes with their clubs missed. Nesiak and Sylus then upped their involvement level. Nesiak casted dancing lights, making a vaguely humanoid shape appear behind the Ergothian. He fell for the ruse and sliced the shape, which turned out to be thin air (Hogart failed a Will Save to not attack since he was drunk, taunted and out of his wits). Sylus promptly sent an arrow into Uther's attacker, while the cleric drew his longsword and finished him.

    Taoran then pulled out his hoopak and viciously stabbed his assailant with the spear-end to his groin (confirmed Nat 20 critical), dropping his opponent. Nasiak became disgusted with the battle, watching in grim horror, as Sylus’ arrow flew wide of the Ergothian. The Ergothian stepped up and swung at the afflicted kender, missing by a hair. The kender backed up, and drew his knife protectively. Taoran knew his hoopak was stuck in the man’s groin, so he decided to taunt the drunk Ergothian again. Uther then approached the drunk, asking him to yield. The Ergothian cursed the cleric and then was on the receiving end of his longsword, dropping him and ending the battle.

    The afflicted kender introduced himself as Kelwick, and thanked the party for he and his daughter Mayleaf’s rescue. Uther went to see if he could save any of the dying fools while Taoran relieved the dead goon of his hoopak and pocket contents. Sylus and Nesiak approached, introducing themselves.

    Kelwick told the travelers a little about Pashin and to beware of the Dark Knights. He also told the party where he lived in case they needed anything, and departed towards the gate. Meanwhile, Uther was able to save one of flunkies by casting Cure Light Wounds. He questioned him about his friends and found nothing of interest. Uther sent him on his way with a swift kick to his rear and a threat to change his ways or else. With the encounter behind them, the travelers introduced themselves, and decided to find an inn together. Sylus mused that if Pashin was this violent outside of its borders, he could only wonder how bad it was inside the city. They all agreed it would be safe to stick together.

    I will post the rest of session 1 tommorow....
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    Liking this alreay Rogue! I especially like how your player seems to have taken up playing a kender so easily and naturally! And the two pairs have already seemed to have developed a little relationship.

    Keep'em coming!
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    I definitely dig the paired dynamics between the characters - this is looking good.

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    Thanks, guys. Uther has developed the babysitter attitude towards Taoran. It was really funny the way the player roleplayed Taoran when he was caught digging through Uther's healing kit. "Ooo, what are these herbs? They smell funny. Oh, and these strips of cloth, is this some type of fashion statement." Funny stuff.

    Also, Nasiak has latched on to Sylus for saving his life. Wait until I post some more. Good stuff for some new people to the world of Krynn.
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    Default Session 1 continued..

    As Uther and Slyus discussed finding an inn, Taoran tried speaking to Nasiak about his age. The irda watched and listened in an odd silence, a puzzled look on his face. When Sylus asked if he minded traveling with the other two, Nasiak nervously said “whatever you think is right.” The party then noticed the sun had completely set, and they were alone outside of the gates. Walking to gate, they saw a few dark knights standing guard (the KoN have a little more control of the town in my campaign) watching them. As they passed by, the knights jeered about their encounter. “Welcome to Pashin, pigs. I would watch your backs,” said the watch captain with a sneer.

    Ignoring the guard, the adventurers entered town without having a plan. It was then that Taoran’s sharp eyes saw a robed figure in the shadows at the end of an alley. Always loving a good mystery, the kender bolted down the alley, seeing the person round the corner. Uther yelled after Taoran, and the rest of the party followed on a merry chase darting through alleyways and side streets. The mystery man was always a step ahead, which confounded the kender to no degree. Finally a back-alley opened up right in front of the Five Dragons Inn. Uther noted the peeling paint, showing metallic dragons, and deemed it a good omen. They entered the inn and saw a pleasant middle-aged woman sitting at the front desk. Introducing herself as Emalline, the innkeep told them prices and details. The party failed to notice her gaging them with her Ring of Heart’s Path. Since Taoran stole most of the money pouches, he gladly paid for two rooms. Nasiak insisted on staying with Sylus, as he was nervous around the kender and cleric.

    Before retiring, they ate dinner in the common room. Emmaline’s daughter waited their table, giving a Sylus a puzzled looks as if almost recognizing him. Uther Gathered Information (DC 15) with the barkeep, hearing about a slue of topics ranging from an assassin stalking the night to how the Dark Knights of Neraka are taking over the town. One tidbit was hearing of the herald, who was playing at the Wounded Crow the next evening. Good RP for Nasiak as he ate only vegetables and acted in culture shock, even asking the dumb question to Taoran of what its like being a kender. The players then went to their rooms. Nasiak kept Sylus up with thank you’s and odd questions before curling up in the fetal position, and finally going to sleep.

    The next morning, the adventurers decided to explore the town. They started at the temple located across the square from the inn. Uther was the first to go inside, meeting the serene Father Micah. The cleric greeted them, stating all are welcome to worship as there are shrines to every god. Sylus watched Taoran explore while Uther and Nasiak went to the shrines of Kiri-Jolith and Mishakal. Uther kneeled and prayed for guidance, receiving a feeling of being on the right path. He also had the odd inclination of not getting to Palanthas for quite a while. Nasiak paid respect to the goddess of healing, receiving a feeling of peace as he left. From there it was off to the bazaar to pick up supplies.

    Traversing some of the back streets, the adventurers heard a bloodcurdling scream from an alley ahead. Taoran took off immediately with the rest of the party in tow. Turning the corner, they all saw a dark figure just sheathing a long knife, standing over a fallen and bleeding beggar. Sylus noticed the figure to be elven. Uther spoke up, yelling for the assailant to explain himself. The cleric suspected this was the assassin he had heard about in tavern rumors. The assassin yelled that it did not concern them, clearly showing an elven accent. Sylus replied in elven, saying it would be best to listen. “Mind your own, half-breed,” was the assassin’s reply as he spun into action, beginning the battle.

    The elf got the drop on the group by throwing a tanglefoot bag at Uther, entangling him, but not gluing him to the street. Taoran drew his hoopak, moving warily into the alleyway. Sylus was under no such precaution by drawing his longsword to charge in for the attack. The half-elf barely missed, the assassin dodging the blow. In return, the elf drew a wicked looking rapier, making to strike but fumbling, as he dropped his weapon (Rolled a 1, Doh!). This opened up attacks of opportunity in which Sylus scored a hit but Toaran missed. The assassin incredulously looked at his opponents, and drew a potion out of his belt pouch but did not drink it (move action). Nasiak became disgusted again at the combat, and walked to the end of the alleyway to keep watch. Uther moved in, still entangled in glue, and attempted to yank the potion from the elves’ hand. He promptly received a punch in the face, failing his grapple.

    The assassin saw the futility in fighting the adventurers and made ready his retreat. The elf started a backward roll with one-handed cartwheels, successfully avoiding any swings from the bewildered party members. Completing his maneuver, he promptly drank the potion in his free hand. Taoran and Sylus quickly pressed their attacks, scoring incredible hits that dropped the elf. Uther immediately went to the side of the fallen leper, checking his vitals and seeing his true heritage. He arrived too late, as the elf was dead.

    As if on cue, three more similarly dressed lepers appeared from the other side of the alleyway, longswords drawn. They yelled in anger asking what was going on, telling Uther to step away from the body. Uther reacted immediately, telling his friends to drop their weapons and explaining they were only trying to help the victim leper (successful Diplomacy check from Unfriendly to Indifferent). I started the elves at Unfriendly instead of Hostile due to Aranol Nightblade being dead on the floor.

    The elves thanked the party, two of them going quickly to their fallen comrades side. Sylus immediately asked his kinsmen in elven what exactly was going. The elves were tight-lipped, asking to keep this a secret while saying they were only a family waiting for other elves traveling through Pashin. Taoran and Nasiak, who curiously were listening and knew elven, both found them to be not telling the whole truth (Successful Sense Motives). Suddenly, the sound of a horn was heard. The elves said a Dark Knight patrol was coming, and quickly made their way out of the alley. Uther called after them, asking what to do with the assassin. The elves said in passing to do what they wanted as that dark scum deserved his fate. Uther walked towards the end of the alley, joining Nasiak, but Sylus and Taoran had a problem of their own.

    Taoran had already started rooting through the assassin’s pockets, while Sylus did not see the point of wasting good equipment. The two quickly agreed to hide the body, returning later when there weren’t any patrols. Disgusted, Sylus and Uther urged their companions to leave as they could hear the echoes of booted feet and clanking armor in the streets none too far ahead. The kender and half-elf completed their task, and ran for it with the rest of them, dodging down alleys and back streets. The party finally stopped after hearing no pursuit, catching their breath and bearings. They walked and talked about the last encounter, Taoran and Nasiak thinking the elves were hiding something. The discussion continued as the adventurers made there way to the bazaar.

    End of Session 1.


    Ok, I have been very lazy. I have about three more sessions to post before I am caught up. My guys are in Chapter 2 now. Hopefully I will get some more posted today.
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