[pnpgm] Game Update #3 - File #41 - Adventure #6 - Behind the Scenes

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   HT Aliaver/Player    DS    Character Name    Type    Status/Notes  Sex
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   R1.John Haight.......HY..Arawn.............Druid  .Normal/Alfar .. Ma
   --.Tobie Bonahoom....YY..Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry.. Fe
   R3.Mark Murtha.......HN..Kell..............Trader..Normal/Human....Ma
   R1.David Sanders.....HN..Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human  ..Ma
   W4.Wout Broere.......YY..Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human  ..Fe
   ...Julian.Draven.........Zabyra............Dancer..Normal/Human....Hu
   R4.Alex Koponen......YY..Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human  ..Fe
   -- Npc...............YY..Etain.............Teacher.Normal/Elf......Ma
      Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Squirt (Ferret) Kell

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      Admin Notes:  Editor's Note:

          This is the Behind the Scenes file.  I had originally started
      this a long time ago when Adventure 6 started.  I was doing well
      and tried to keep things pace wise.  But then a distracting thing
      came out - Diablo 3.  I know bad bad!  I kind of lost track and
      so as a result here goes.  It may not be perfect and in fact i
      suspect some may be slightly wrong.  I had to go back and redo
      at least 4 dates.  Some conflicts with Ta'lika's journal and
      the actual dates conflicted.  Stuff happens.  I hope for adventure
      7 this will be better.  Plus I lost the file so that did not help.
      I hope it makes sense.  It is meant to fill in the gaps.  Keep in
      mind the dates as years change.
      So here goes.
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      [New Stuff]

          [Present year: 1634TH, Marentia]

          Winter 538TH - The Wild Forest

            The region is ancient in the great span of time but for the
          young humans that are spreading around the world like insects
          the forest is a young place to explore.  To the east in future
          Donara the land is so young it is only 300 years from now that
          the Don Host is battered by the armies of Caldo and Salaq.  But
          for now the Elves, Dwarves and Faerry all live in the forest
          with relative peace.

            The nation of Caldo is even now expanding its reach and
          hoping to gain more territory and power.  A human named Di'reo
          was raised by mysterious monks but when he becomes of age he
          murders the entire monastery by unleashing a horde of Kotothi
          creatures upon them.  He later learns that he alone did this
          with some innate talent to summoning and control the Kotothi
          creatures.

            The young man horrified by this discovery runs to Caldo to
          seek a priest for help.  The priest soon learns he is tainted
          and tries to kill him. but the young man gifted by Kototh himself
          turns the tables and kills the priest.

            The young man enters the wilderness and collects forces around
          him. By sheer will he learns the ways of Shamanism.

            Years pass and the Kotothi Shaman forms a large army of
          human and non-human allies to enter the Wild Forest. Weeks pass
          before the Elf masters can turn the tide.  To do this they create
          a device called the Zulic, after the Elf Mage who made it.  It
          affects humans mostly but can rarely affect non-humans.  The
          device was used in a great battle turning the tide by forcing the
          enemy humans to turn on their masters.  The Dwarves and Elves
          then defeated the Kotothi forces and slaughtered the Kotothi
          Shaman that once left the monastery burning as a young man.

            It was felt that the device should not be kept.  It was
          debated to destroy it but finally decided that if it happens
          again that the Wild Forest, as was a quarter of it destroyed
          by enemy forces, the device may be needed.  It was decided to
          break the device up in three parts separated by magic and stored
          in a young Donara in three areas.  Little did the Sidh know
          they would be hated by the future province and wars into the
          Wild Forest would seem a deep betrayal to the Sidh.

            But it was the Faerry Monarchy that decided to keep the
          records of the secret location in mind even from the Elves.
          Centuries would pass and the records forgotten deep in the
          archives of the Faerry homeland.

            But a powerful and wise Faerry Scholar would risk his
          own reputation by making a connection for the device and
          the Faerry.  Using ancient arcane magic so old that not
          even the gods could recall all the last use of such, he linked
          the Faerry to the device.  Since then a chosen pair would
          randomly be born with the power to "recall" the information
          from the past.  One of the pair would be counter to the other
          and would play on each other as a balance if needed.  In reality
          the pair would never gleam the true potential of the device.
          The history and details were lost so the pairs lived and died
          without ever knowing the device existed.  Though the Monarchs
          found these pair, though usually separated by family or even
          distance, to be special if they were found out.

            For almost a thousand years these Chosen Pair will be
          born and die without even knowing the device was needed and
          it was never sought out.

          Aguado 8, 1606TH - Salaqara, Donara

            Niv the farmer was tired of smuggling.  After his last
          encounter he was almost killed by the fence that tricked him.
          After he met his love he felt it was time to retire.  Then the
          stranger came with a deal.  The stranger with his strange accent
          offered him to smuggle a certain item from Ticasi city to the
          stranger in Salaqara.  The item would already have been obtained
          and only a simple smuggle would be needed.

            The stranger was in fact sent by the High Elder.  The old
          wizard may be a hermit in his own land but he has tentacles all
          over the world.  This is not only to protect the Lands but to
          find special people who may be recruited.  The Elder's personal
          Diviner that saw the future and saw the outcome found the item
          of use to him.  It was a stolen talisman that was once used by
          the great Wizard Tometh.  It had power to bring life back but
          without the drawbacks of the normal magic.  It could only be
          used for one person only but multiple uses for others.  The
          Ticasi had obtained it in their research and to hide the world's
          magic for their own purpose.

            The stranger hired a thief to steal the item and only the best
          in Donara was hired.  Ozon the thief quickly obtained the item
          with little difficulty other than 3 dead guards.  Then Niv had
          to smuggle the item back to Salaqara by horse.  After several
          days of hard travel the smuggler was attacked by bandits.

            The stranger though gave him a item a simple hand held rock
          solid sphere.  This item when thrown to the ground would stun
          all around within 50 feet.  This saved the farmer from certain
          death.  The farmer was able to escape and after 4 more miles run
          in with patrols and guards he was able to get the item back to
          Salaqara with a nice profit to buy himself a farm.  Up to this
          point Niv was a tenant farmer not a owner.

          Julis 12, 1607TH - Elysium, Elf Homeland

            A young apprentice Elf is learning the arts of stone work
          and painting as he had wished to learn.  But the Elf apprentice
          is called to the council chambers.

            "We understand your duties at the artist shop are coming
          along. But we regret to inform your duties will need to end
          there.  We seek a person of your vocal and diplomatic skills.
          With your father being the diplomat to the Dwarves and the
          human cultures, he trained you in such early on."  The Elf
          council leader speaks.

            The Elf nods but not knowing where this is going.

            "Our current diplomat in Avalon found himself stricken
          by a illness and on the trip home he died before he could be
          treated.  We wish to appoint you to his position.  Keep in mind
          this should be a short term assingment until we find another
          replacement then you can return to your artist work."

            The Elf nods as it sounds reasonable to him.

            "Then go Etain and we will assign a scholar to go over
          your duties and protocols."

            Etain leaves the chamber knowing this to be a great honor.
          He has heard stories from his father even working with Alfar
          in the past.  A Elf might live and die never seeing an Alfar
          much less a Faerry so this should be a honor.  How long can it
          last? Shouldn't be that long.  Elves live long compared to
          humans so a short period he is sure.

          Apris 23, 1611TH - Avalon - Faerry Homeland

            It is a normal day when a Faerry mother gives birth to a
          girl. She would be named Fremea.  The father notices a mark
          on the girl that seems unusual and is soon forgotten.

          Julis 12, 1611TH - Avalon - Faerry Homeland

            Fremea's father is talking to some other Fae who boast about
          their own offspring.  But soon word gets out of the odd mark.
          A Elf named Etain who is a young envoy in Avalon learns of this.
          Etain has some power here being a link to the Elves so as to
          prevent problems and issues.

            Etain was assigned very recently to Avalon to help out and to
          be the go between the two Sidh groups.  He finds the mark
          interesting but has no idea on what it means.

          Apris 12, 1626TH - Avalon

            At 15 Fremea is taught starting now by Varange on some
          things like Alchemy and minor fighting skills.

          Febris 14, 1632TH - Samma, Donara

            9999 Fremea has been on several missions for the Royals up to
          this point.  But this one takes her to Donara.  To deal with a
          merchant who has been double dealing the Fae and Donara with
          goods and weapons.  The Royals recently learned he is helping
          both sides.  Plus the merchant may have his hands in the slave
          trade.  She is sent to find proof and if he can't be swayed to
          work with the Fae only then deal with him.

            But all goes bad.  As she has been watching his house for 2
          days to learn his pattern she is seen by someone.  That person
          is part of the slave trade.  People who are specialized in
          finding and capturing Faerry.  They have been working on this
          technique for a long time.  To capture creatures who can use
          magic and fly takes skill.

            She is watching across the street on the roof hiding but this
          guy was also alerted by magic detection items that showed them
          Fae.  To find one free and this deep in the city?  He gathered
          his friends and set a ambush.

            They assumed she was curious about the merchant's place or
          casing it for a job.  So they let her break in.  But as she
          entered the study of the home the magical stun balls exploded.
          Knocking her to the ground stunned.  They then ran in and
          captured her by magical energy net.  Not wanting to have her do
          magic they used a hand held magical device to knock her out.

            Fremea would wake up later in a magical purified cage.  She
          might have a chance to cast some magic but it might backfire
          badly for her. Then she met the disgusting human Grosis who
          would say he now owns her and would work for him.


          Apris 22, 1633TH - Wild Forest

            Weeks have passed and Fremea did not return from her simple
          mission to Samma.  Now Etain stands at the edge of the forest
          watching the river.  The Royals Blame him for not controlling
          her and possibly getting her killed.  If he was to stay there
          he had to find her.  So he left Avalon and went here and ready
          to board a borrowed raft to the other side.  Then sneak into
          Samma and try to find her.

            The Royals embarrassed by the Fae being taken refuses to
          make it public.  Only a few know like Varange.  But Etain is
          not part of that loop.  So he has no clue to look for possible
          Fae enslavers.  How do you ask humans for finding a Fae?
          They might string him up for just asking.  He knows this will
          be foolish and risky.  But he has to if not for himself but
          for her.  He makes his way to the raft.

          Julis 9, 1633TH - Salaqara, Donara

            Today Niv is in town gathering supplies at the local markets.
          As he passes down packed and quiet streets he plans his agenda
          at the market.  But as he turns one street and passes a alley he
          hears noise.  Looking down the alley he notices three youth
          punching and hitting some man.  Niv was born a simple man but
          his smuggling ways help to train him as a decent fighter.  But
          even taking on 3 could be risky.

            At the end of the alley he shouts, "guards over here!"
          Waving his hands.

            The youth who are gang members scramble away like roaches in
          the light of day.  The bluff works and Niv rushes to help the
          man.  But when he gets there he finds this one has strange
          ears.  Niv half walk-carries the man away and into a blacksmith
          porch to sit at a chair.  Niv can smell the rank of body odor
          and ale all over the man.  The man is helped and treated and
          Niv learns this man is named Etain a Elf of all people.

            This odd relationship would last for at least another year
          as the two got closer and helped each other in their own
          personal struggles.

          Febris 2, 1634TH - Wild Forest

            Ta'lika the Faerry hovers at the edge of the Wild Forest
          staring at the evil Samma city.  Her nerves get the better of
          her for days as she watches boats pass.  She has heard of her
          king bind taken more and more.  So now her and her brother Gat
          intend to free them.  She has tried to get help from her people
          and even the Elves.  Now she only gets "we'll see" and "if we
          can get enough people" answers to help her.  All stalling.  Why
          are the Fae so weak outside their forest?  She even asked Elves
          but get the same useless answers.

            So even lacking skills she decides to help her kind.  She
          flies toward the city.

          Febris 10, 1634TH - Wild Forest

            Varange stands over a defeated Kotothi Shaman with sword to
          his throat ready for the final cut  All around him creatures of
          Kotothi madness are dead.  It has been a fierce battle with two
          of his fellow Fae dead and at least 5 humans dead and too many
          creatures to count.

            To think he shouldn't even be here now.  He should be off
          west looking for the Viax.  But he was distracted in his journey
          when one of his fellow warriors went missing.  He had to
          investigate since the Viax were fierce and he needed all the
          reinforcements he could muster.

            Soon he found this Kotothi enclave deep in the south forest.
          Varange may not care for most people in the Wild Forest but any
          Kotothi is pure fun to slaughter.  Now after 3 days of battle
          he has won.  Varange raises the sword for the strike.

            "Kill me and you will never understand that mark."  The Shaman
          spits out blood and smiles.  Having torn Varange's tunic to
          reveal a odd shaped mark on his chest.

            Varange hesitates and considers this a trick.

            "You are destined for more than killing your enemies."

            "Speak fast before I lost my will over my sword hand."

            The Shaman smiles and goes over a long story.  A story
          passed generation by generation by Shamans.  He does not go
          into detail how the Kotothi were defeated.  Then ends, "so
          this relic is out there somewhere.  I can help you find it.  It
          will give you great power.  Kill me and you will never find
          it."

            Varange considers this for a long time.  After the Monarchs
          treated his forces after they defeated the Climan flying ships -
          no need to mention it was helped by humans - he was upset.  They
          should be treated as heroes and that should be proof that forces
          out there are against them.  That the Fae are doomed if they
          fall behind.

            Varange lowers his arm and steps back to let the Shaman to
          smile and stand.  This would lead to a very odd relationship for
          several more long months.  But as soon as he finds this relic he
          will surely kill the Shaman.

            At that time in Samma Ta'lika and Gat has finally found the
          slaves.  After little over a week she has skulked at night and
          hid by day.  She finds the warehouse where the slavers have
          them.  But as she tries a foolish escape she gets Gat killed.
          Desperate and ashamed she flees and hides.   She can't go back
          to the forest now.  The shame would be too bad.  But maybe she
          can help free others here?  Redeem herself a bit?

          Apris 11, 1634TH - Salaqara

            Admiral Martin Gorlic of Salaqara purchases a nice odd
          painting and places it in his home.  In some ways it is a very
          stupid piece but the dreams seem to direct him to buy this
          piece.  He can always give it to his son if it annoys him too
          much hanging in his study.

          Augado 10, 1634TH - Rising Mountain, Katai, Pamau province

            The party escapes with the villagers.  Some 30 odd
          villagers out of 512 who were executed for the Vong rituals
          to their gods.

            But one of the Villagers who was rescued was not what he
          seemed.  No one checked his person or his nose.  The Executor
          felt relieved but sick that the teleport was going on.  The
          vile magic.  The Oglith Masquer disguising his features.  He
          had to abandon his personal amphistaff.  But at least he has
          his armor and coufee.

            With no way to get home the Executer vows to find a new way
          to return.  He knows there are Shapers around this vile world.
          If he can locate them then with his hidden cache of Vong devices
          in Pamau he can once again grow in strength but it may time a
          long time.

            For now the Executor walks with humans back to town.  Glad
          that he was given a wyzn worm for language translation.  He was
          due to be sent to a land called Marentia and Bhamotin.  To start
          strife and recruit.  But now if he can find the Brigade before
          they are slaughtered by the Katai he can seek revenge.

            There is that one who seemed to be related to the female
          with the dagger.  Maybe through him he can learn where this
          female and her friends are.  Maybe one day he will seek the
          vengeance for Shimara and his people.

            When he heard the group talking about what may have
          survived he recoils.  Not only do they use the word Executor
          wrong almost calling him a exeuctioner but at least they do not
          know the exact details of their locations.  To say one is a
          executioner is a common thug who knows how to kill.  No.  A
          executor is higher in caste and rank.  They are personal aides,
          they are leaders of warriors and they command even Shapers.  To
          demean one to call oneself a common thug is disgusting as magic
          itself.  At least he has a goal to teach these people the true
          meaning of Executor!

          Junaq 24, 1634TH - Salaqara, Donara

            Ta'lika is chased further and further into the province.  She
          is chased toward Salaqara.  But today she happens upon a scroll
          at a empty warehouse talking about a thief's fence?  Together
          with the other evidence she may see hope.  She may not be able
          to free her people but maybe others can.  She hears of him in
          Sivas. She has no clue where that is.  But she breaks into a
          map shop and after 4 hours of confusing reading finds the word
          that seems to match the word - Sivas to her lips.

            That is more than a thousand miles away.  Her hopes are
          dashed away.  But if the hope for the Fae is in this one called
          Fremea based on what she has heard and read.  Then she has to
          find this missing Sidh.  She considers her options.  She could
          fly be there maybe in a month.  But that could leave to
          problems.  She could stowaway on a ship to Marentia but again
          problems.  She has no choice but to fly.  Along the way she can
          steal food and hope she lives long enough.

          Julis 9, 1634TH - Sivas, Marentia

            Ta'lika finally arrived in Sivas and has no clue where to find
          this Kaylle person she has heard about.  She knows he is a
          scholar or so they say.  So maybe a school or library?  With
          luck she does find him and they meet.  Kaylle tells her of
          where Fremea is located.  Hope ebbs as she hears she is in a
          land called Pavassa.  Yet another thousand mile trip.  She
          could wait but what if Fremea never returns or it could take
          years?

            She gathers food and info, especially maps, from Kaylle.
          Then sets off north to some land.  She realizes her chances
          are low to find it as she fly by the human roads toward Sivas.
          But to this place there are no roads in the plains.

          Augado 9, 1634TH - Sivas, Marentia

            Exhausted Ta'lika is sleeping in a very thin tree on the plains
          The sun is up but she is suddenly aware of noises.  She looks
          down to see a dog - no a creature with six legs?  A gray skull
          like face looking up from a man or thing.  It points some thing
          up at her and suddenly she is pelted by flying round objects.

            She wakes up later hanging upside down and tied being carried
          by 2 of those creatures.  She would later learn them to be
          called Vong.

            She would be taken by Coralskipper to a mountain where she
          feared she would never escape.

          Sepes 4, 1634TH - Salaqara, Donara

            Vobal, leader of the Sea Star Society - rebels fighting the
          evil Donarans in Salaara - enters his hidden office.  He paces
          back and forth.  The previous night he had yet another restless
          night of bad dreams.  They started months ago after they defeated
          a Donaran patrol near their city which was carrying a large cache
          of weapons.

            The dreams were relentless.  He even saw the need to see the
          local hag of a witch for advice but she was useless and had to be
          dealt with.  The dreams outlined something called the Qat Manu
          or something like that.  A device separated by 3 pieces by elves
          long ago.  The dream promised if he could piece it together then
          he could take control over Donara and win this war.

            He set out to seek allies like Ozon the Thief to find more
          information.  He even paid some Donaran high spies much gold
          on information they claimed they had but never did.  Then a
          dream told about this odd painting that had a link to the
          device.

            Just few months ago Ozon found the painting in the hands
          of Admiral Gorlic.  It would be easy to steal but to steal
          from one of his own main allies?  That could lead to a
          powerful enemy and that would be bad.  Instead Ozon did not
          steal the art per se but duplicated.  Using a magic item to
          make a full illusion of it.  Now Vobal stares at the illusion
          and finds nothing to give him clues.  He slams his hands across
          the desk sending vase and papers to the floor in anger.  Why
          would he  be so close but so far?

          Sepes 28, 1634TH - Salaqara, Donara
          [Time: 1:16pm]

            Niv rides his tired horse to the tavern in the north east
          margins of Salaqara.  He quickly enters to find a half drunk
          Elf there at a table nursing a mug.

            "Etain!"  He sits down to get the Elf's attention.  "I
          just had a odd visit from some strangers.  They included a
          Elf and a Faerry."  This perks up the half drunk Elf.  "The
          Faerry was after something in the area.  I find this a bit
          strange as most of the Sidh are not even in this area except
          for you."

            "I shouldn't be here as well.  But I'm not welcome much
          anywhere else. Did the Elf give a name?"  Etain asks wiping his
          chin of ale.

            "No...I don't recall now...But the Fae was Famera or Frama or
          something like that."

            "Fremea?" Etain sits tall in his chair.

            "That's it."

            Could it be true?  He has spent 5 months searching for her.
          Almost being killed 4 times in doing so.  Barely living through
          beatings.  Now this silly farmer bring her here?  Some say Fate
          is fickle but this is just odd.

            "I must find her.  Where did she go?"

            "Heading to town but I think they are after a few
          things." He begins to recite the events at the farm.

          Octagi 5, 1634TH - Mordara Iron Fields, Donara City, Donara

            Varange sits high in a tree watching the Elves flee the human
          mine.  By now they found their vault empty and are upset.  He
          doesn't know their original number but looks like they are
          carrying 3 dead out.  Guess the guardian was not so friendly
          to them either.

            He takes off to his original teleport spot.  Soon Fremea
          will find the coin he dropped.  He actually considered seriously
          not doing so.  But it is one thing to kill Elves but another
          to kill his own kind.  Plus he may need her and her friends.
          Friends who was once his.  Now he knows he is probably
          hated.

            He finds the Fae parents there a bit confused.  He never
          had parents or at least does not recall them.  Some say he
          just came to be.  Being a drop off in a basket on the edge
          of Avalon.  He trusts that like he trusts a demon.  Everyone
          has parents.  As he watches the two talk about Fremea he
          decides that Fremea will be a better ally than an enemy.

            That Alfar could be a challenge.  Maybe he will have to deal
          with him if he is to team up again.  If he is to do what he
          has planned the Alfar could spoil everything.  That full honor
          and duty.  He lands on a branch and begins to write a quick
          note. Maybe Fremea will understand.

            He then lands on the ground and drops his spare bag and
          note to the ground.  If the Elves get here to retrieve all
          pieces it could be disaster.  He scans the forest all around
          but those snaky elves can hide so well.

            Fremea should be here soon.  If the Elves got out she had to
          have gotten out and looking for this spot.  So he flies away
          without another word.  Time to lead the Elves away from here and
          those back in the city away from the party.

          Octagi 6, 1634TH - Donara City, Donara

            The Elves gather as the sun starts to rise.  "We have a home
          we acquired to secure us for now.  Our dead is there."

            "How many?"

            "Four from the guardian."

            "We were just too slow.  Our order has had the warning beacon
          set in place for centuries.  We were just too slow.  We figured
          we had more time."

            "Do we know the others?"

            "We could scour the cave for clues using magic.  There is
          evidence of four that were there -"

            "Four?  But our team at the tavern counted....they had
          more people around?"

            "No.  We guess 2 entered and four left.  We are not sure
          exactly what has gone down here tonight."

            "This makes no sense. "

            "We saw at least 4 sets of boots and shoes.  Something odd
          happened in there and we are blind to it  We must find out."

            "If the Council finds out we lost the relic our order will be
          crushed."

            "So we say nothing until we learn more on what happened.  We
          know at least they were Marked.  We know of one Marked One and
          the other we have to find out as well."

            "This is bad.  If we don't even know a second Marked we are
          getting lazy.  I want answers and soon."

          Octagi 6, 1634TH - Somewhere in Wild Forest

            The young Elf covers the old Elf woman up to cover her dead
          form.  The door bursts open and a young male Elf breathes
          hard. "I'm too late?"

            "Yes.  She died moments ago.  But she ...was confused."

            "She is a Niy'ri they are confusing.  I'm sorry."

            "No.  She was saying all night that the pieces are placed
          back together.  Just rambled on and on about it.  I figure it
          was just her age."

            "Pieces?  What does that mean?"

            "Who knows."

            "Sadly when one of her kind dies we have to advise the
          Council.  But they are not assembled so may take some time."

          *No Known Date associated to human terms* - Upper World

            A lone being enters a dark court room.  It was cleared of
          an audience in a rush.  The being a thin of a stalk kneels
          when it gets to the gray throne.

            "It is done.  The item was reassembled.  As to it being safe
          is relative to you speak to.  As directed we have taken steps
          to hopefully distract the others.  But it may not be long before
          they find out it is back together."

            From the throne, the other being taps his fingers in annoyance
          or glee.  It is unclear.  "As you predicted.  The Sidh are harder
          to predict than the humans.  Keep the observation to a minimal
          as not to draw attention.  This must not leave our court."

            "As you command."

          Actions?  Comments?

          Next Update....Friday??

          GM: I think this is about 70% of what I originally had hoped
              to post for these scenes.  I do a outline at start but
              those dates do get fouled due to things.  In this case
              I had to go back from a year before and edit some scenes.
              Like the Gat stuff.  The journal was not matching up so
              I had to reset it a bit.  Now it should flow more logically.
              I hope.  But if you see holes blame the dwarves!  Keep in
              mind this is not known to any player.  So this is for gee
              whiz fun purposes only.  Fill in the gaps and as possible
              hooks for way later adventures or red herrings.

              Hope you enjoyed it.

              For old/new players if you do not recognize any of the people
              or events consult the PBEM Adventure Summary and Characters
              of the Campaign Links.  Even I have to use this as after 16
              years you may forget details.









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