Sins of Our Past

The Dawning of the Free Years
Prologue

It has been six weeks since the Sorcerer-King Kalak was slain with the Heartwood spear.

Adventurers from all over the Tyr Region make their way to it’s oldest city. What will become of Tyr now that it no longer has a King? Five special adventurers are traveling along the rocky wastes outside of Tyr to shape the fate of it and, with a bit of luck, all of Athas forever.

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New Allies, Dangerous Foes

R/12/1
Our quest finally began when I met four of the adventurers. You told me there were going to be five, nevertheless, these were the warriors I was looking for. On the eighth day of travel from the town of Altaruk towards Tyr, I found fate had moved me onto the same mekillot as them. I decided to take an unusual form and bide my time until the most precocious of them would reveal themselves. The little-savage Tanok’s will was broken and he approached. Then Dalin, a bald ex-slave, asked his futile questions as well. Even Sil, the sparkly-elf, and Malzra, the abomination, were piqued. Satisfied with the irony of the situation, I gave myself some cover and remained unawares to them.
A group of Silt K… undecipherable text and Kruthiks saw through undecipherable text and hijacked a wagon. My adventurers decided to prove their mettle recover the wagon for the Wavir merchant, Rhotan. They were almost immediately ambushed by the cunning creatures. After a near brush with death, the four made their way to wagon to discover the goods and dispatch of more undecipherable text. Showing a sense of empathy, or morbid curiosity, they moved into an abandoned ~~~~ tower and dispatched of the Ssurran that masterminded the plan. They managed to save two female wagon drivers.
They returned carrying some of the Wavir merchant’s goods. They showed some of their resourcefulness in being able find water and catch up with wagon. Rhotan Vor was visibly pleased and impressed with their survival. Even the mekillot did not expect to be carrying them again. But I did….
- The Wanderer

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Fear Embodied

R/20/1
I followed the group as they inched closer to the city that would set your plan in motion. It turns out the assortment of Sand Kobolds and Lizardfolk weren’t as rogue as I thought. An Id Fiend of all things was sending them to their impending doom. As watched the him consume slowly a blank-faced faced Kobold I laughed at the creature’s impending doom. Though his demeanor could not show it, the fiend weakened his grasp of the creature’s mind, and dear consumed it. Our would-be heroes would have a tough fight when they discovered it. It did not take long. After just a single wave of suicide attackers, our group burst through front line and confronted the Id Flayer. The Id’s demise was imminent, their power grows stronger by the minute. It will be difficult to avoid interfering when they get to Tyr. Many strings pull in many different directions. But only I pull to you.
~The Wanderer

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In Through the Out Door

I’m starting to believe, my Lord. They are even more promising than you told me. This night they were able to gain entrance into the gates of Tyr, but it was not easy. Once they came upon the first signs of Tithian’s mess. Kestrekel’s came to feast on the decay outside Tyr’s gates. Our friends disposed of them quickly enough. The Wavir dwarf abandoned his caravan and took the party with him down the treacherous path to the back gate. Twice they were ambushed, first by Toothcutter raiders. Then Baazrags dived down the mountain to attack the wagon. Rhotan did escape unscathed, but his body guards were proving their worth. Rhotan found that the gate he expected to be open was shut. But there was a reason, wasn’t there, my Lord? Pathetic loyalists tried to stop Rhotan, but our adventurers succeeded at putting them in their place. The players in your game think they know all the rules, but the advantage is always on your side. They are in Tyr, let the games begin.
~The Wanderer

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We are Legion

My Lord, big events have taken place recently. The six have finally united. From all walks of life, they are indeed unique as you claimed. However, things are moving fast in Tyr. Who knew that Tithian could manage such stability in Tyr while the gears of war churn around him? I implore that we begin moving. Rikus has already begun. Whether he knows exactly who he has recruited, I’m not yet sure. Certainly it means our options are being limited by the moment. Every ounce of loyalty Rikus gains from the six is going to be a another body laid dead on the sands of the wasteland. I know you don’t care, but I may yet.
~The Wanderer

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Small Successes

If only you could see them now. As part of The Crimson Legion they traveled under Tyr all to save a little half-elf orphan. Have you ever heard of such a ridiculous thing? If they get themselves killed doing something that ridiculous I, no, we are going to be very upset indeed. I guess you could call their mission a success. They saved the girl and brought her to this new establishment that Agis is calling an “orphanage” run by some elf named Sasha from… (undecipherable text) spawn. To this day I question the point of that experiment. Experiment for the sake of experiment. Is that why you have me following them after all?
~The Wanderer

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Chance Encounters

To be played!

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Not So Chance Encounters

The Lion sleeps no longer…

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