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The Stein and Sword




Dearest Mother,


I’ve seen a sight I hope not to see again any time soon. We arrived back at the dragon’s home to find a horde of demons surrounding the city. Hundreds of them were attempting to climb what pitiful walls the city could claim. We circled around to the front gates away from the bulk of the horde. As we got closer to the gate we could observe them more closely. They didn’t appear to be acting how I’d consider ‘demons’ to act, though I’m not entirely sure why I’d say that. There were several different kinds of demons, but seem to lack any kind of organization or hierarchy, instead attacking anything and everything in a crazed and disorganized fashion.


As we debated how to get Cantankerous to the palace, Lead Tiger shifted his unconscious form across his shoulders. We knew that the only way to ... Read more »

Category: Recovery of Amicas | Views: 206 | Added by: Michelle | Date: 13 Oct 2017

Coming up next on the Pirate Channel, DRUNK HISTORY:

Gather ‘round ye lot, I’m goin' t' be tellin' ye a story…

Followin' th' noisy, slimy destruction o' th' giant mushroom dear ol' mum, bless her black soul goddess, a secret passage be discovered through th' gelatinous mess.

Davian, th' rogue, makes his way along th' passage t' a room dominated by an even bigger darker stinkier mushroom giant.

Davian throws another packet o' fungicide but did not notice huge spore-roids until they were chasin' that scurvey dog back down th' passage. The ornery cuss attempts t' close th' door t' keep th' spore-roids out and Myrna, th' fighter, moves t' assist.

Th' door flies open throwin' Myrna back. Yo-ho-ho!

Two spor-roids come noisily into th' room ready t' fight! Splice the mainbrace!

One spor-roid slams th' fighter into th' wall but somehow also throws itself into th' wall causin' more damage t' itself than t ... Read more »
Category: Recovery of Amicas | Views: 171 | Added by: Melissa | Date: 07 Oct 2017

It is still with great caution that I regard the Gnome, Larm. Anyone with the kind of command over magical plants that he displayed could kill me faster by accident than on purpose, and that's a dangerous capability for an ally.

In a castle dungeon full of illogical magic and bizarre creatures, a guide is probably a bigger asset than any weapon. Such was the party's priority when we formed a pact with Larm to clear out his fungus problem, a side of his irresponsible experimentation, no doubt. The group had proven strong against pigs, bandits, zombie dragons, and ogres in the past, so a walking mushroom seemed beatable, and the Gnome could show us our way out afterwards, or perhaps even to treasure.

Larm had five sacks full of antifungal dust. He called them Packets. Although the antifungal dust would burn the mushrooms and mold up, the fungi were showing evolution. They could coat the packets in their vile goop, and stop the packet from dispersing dust. We wou ... Read more »
Category: Recovery of Amicas | Views: 178 | Added by: Albert | Date: 08 Sep 2017


As the mirrored door slammed shut on Davian Dawntracker, the dim light of his party's magical torch vanished completely, leaving him alone in pitch black.

"Shit!" said Davian. "SHIT! SHIT!" He shouted, gradually concluding that the creature he'd discovered had taken his shape. If his party fell for the trick, surely, they would wind up handing the duplicated staff to Cantankerous. A powerful wizard would never fall for such a cheap party trick, and might react badly. He had to escape, and quickly.

"First, a light!" he thought to himself, and began the magical gesture to bring about dancing lights. He repeated the process several times with no results. "I really should have paid attention to that training," he sighed, before suddenly losing his temper entirely and kicking the door. He felt a sharp pain as the mirror broke and sliced into his leg. "Goddamn you! let me out of here!" He screamed, beating on the door with his fist. "That ... Read more »
Category: Recovery of Amicas | Views: 189 | Added by: Albert | Date: 20 Aug 2017

Esteemed Elders,

Here is the continuation of our adventure within the wizard's cabin.

Once we made our exit from the termite hole we heard what we first thought was a bird. Instead, once we took a closer look we realized it was a Stirge. A horrendous mix between a giant mosquito and a bat. Presumably this must have been the wizard's familiar.  We deviced a few plans to deal with it for without its master it had turn feral and hostile towards anything that presented itself as a meal; in this case us.

Our two options were as follows; lure it with a termite into some runic mines courtesy of our cleric or have our bard fascinate it for a short while until we could make our exit.  We decide on the former with our rogue throwing a snare for good measure. If it succeeds the Stirge would be both damage and trapped, an easy target for the rest of our party. It did succeed, partially, the Stirge fell for the runes and triggered them but proves too qui ... Read more »

Category: Recovery of Amicas | Views: 216 | Added by: Juan | Date: 11 Aug 2017

Pecan Praline enters an antique shop tucked away on a gloomy side street clutching a package to her chest. The young woman marches up to the counter and waits for the shopkeeper to notice her.

Pecan: 'Ello, I wish to register a complaint.

(The owner does not respond.)

Pecan: 'Ello, Miss?

Shopkeeper: What do you mean "miss"?

Pecan: I'm sorry, I have a cold. I wish to make a complaint!

Shopkeeper: We're closin' for lunch.

Pecan: Never mind that, good sir. I wish to complain about this scrying mirror what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.

Shopkeeper: (nods) Ah yes, a fine item, Norwegian craftsmanship… what’s wrong with it?

Pecan: I’ll tell you what’s wrong with it, sir. It’s defective. I asked it show me the face of my dearest love and I get THIS!

(Pecan slaps the mirror down on the counter and she, along with shopkeeper, ... Read more »

Category: Recovery of Amicas | Views: 215 | Added by: Melissa | Date: 29 Jul 2017

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