Session 17 — A King’s Ransom

Hi! Urs here. So, no shit, there I was, sitting in a campsite that felt familiar… But I couldn’t quite place it. Lot had happened. Tobias got taken. I rode a bear into battle. Died. Came back. Props Aengus.

Side note. I want to recap what I have learned thus far:

1.) Not all Humans are Humans. There are also Genesse. And Dworfs. Vara (I still think she is Human, just saying.)
C.) Violence doesn’t solve everything. Like, 1 time out of 10 (just learned that number, very excited about that) words, or not doing something is better. Obviously, violence is still very important.
7.) Just because someone says they aren’t lying doesn’t mean they aren’t lying. Also, just because someone says they are telling the truth, doesn’t mean they are telling the truth. This is happening a lot it seems these days.
Urs.) Counting is hard.

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Session 8 — The Ghost and the Darkness

Urs found himself in a weird place. Torn between his belief that everyone should be free and have the right to find their happiness and the belief that he must be honest with his family, he decided to come clean. After several omissions of truth (a concept he doesn’t fully understand, but seems to have mastered), Urs pulled Aengus aside and told him everything. The Pixie named Butterfly was actually Tobias, Urs had invited him to join up as they were leaving the house, and Urs was apparently capable of great magics like the portal that took him to the boat. Aengus knew the last part wasn’t true, but didn’t want to burst the bubble.

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The Wild Rovers

Current members:

  • Aengus – Cleric of Moradin
  • Vara – Paladin of Eldrith
  • Urs – Zealot of Balador
  • Desmond – Druid of the Infinite Steppe
  • Avery Hawkins – Captain of The Altair
  • Bratak – Slayer of the Canyonlands

The Wild Rovers were born of a shared vision: A better world than the one they woke in each day.  But how did such a motley crew manage to find each other in the chaos of the modern world?  Well seemingly by accident in each occasion.

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