Friendly Fire

Our Ridiculous Rovers regrouped on the Altair after a difficult fight with some ghostly pirates, and some snatching of loot. As they began to return to the ship they heard thunderous footfalls headed in their direction, which turned out to be a Cyclops, whose treasure they had just stolen.

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.

After meeting with the drow priestess, Vara was escorted back to the cell she shared with Avery. As the hours dragged on, she was given a vision from her patron and a commandment to end the worthless human beside her who put the party in danger again and again. This malicious message was periodically interrupted by another voice, one advising patience and forgiveness.

Once upon a time a group of adventurers raced across the high seas in search of a child. While this world had many children in different stages of distress, this one was particularly unique.

Dear Bro,

Sorry I left you so quickly, I didn’t want my friends to leave without me! We left on a big boat to travel to a city called Armatta to save some sick kid. And even cooler, we’re going to be traveling across the ocean!!! Avery, the funny old man that travels with us, was able to find a boat for us to travel on, and he has done a fantastic job so far teaching us how to sail. I’ve been doing a great job watching out for dangers on the sea while the others assist with all the ropes (besides Aengus, he likes to swing on them and play around). Avery has a boat named the Altair, but I guess we’re racing against it to get to the child first. Some guy named Mernand is currently sailing that ship, I think they used to be friends but now they’re not friends… that’s pretty sad. I hope they can make up soon. Speaking of friends, Avery really seems to know a lot of people. I think he’s also friends with Tommy, that guy from the Myths and Weapons. Perhaps we should sell him some acne cream, he could use it!

Our intrepid adventurers woke in their fancy underground hotel room and began to make a plan that would finally solve the mystery of missing cows. The first step was for Aengus to use his powers to make a small idol of Moradin, and take it as a gift to Luke Shortarms, in the hopes of finding any information on how changing cattle brands could be done. Aengus learned how that was done, as well as the fact that Barnabas and Beeho had had their brands made by Luke, but Tyrel had not.

“That was good nap,” Urs thought as he opened his eyes to see a very strange man staring at him. “Not so sure where I am, can’t move arms, legs, mouth.” But what happened leading up to this moment?

Vara sighed to herself as she and the other Rovers left the Lucky Y Ranch, home to the alleged cattle rustler Tyrel Sackett. This whole situation was turning into a bigger distraction than she intended.

In West Krowatia, far beyond the long shadows cast by the spires of great Lo’Thar at dawn, where nascent tributaries of the Acheron descend from the wild Canyonlands, lay the rough-and-rowdy frontier town of Shalako. In this fringe outpost, the sounds of bucking broncos and giggling saloon wenches echoed across the dusty intersection of the town’s two dirt roads. On roofed porches lining the streets, retiring cowboys reclined in rocking chairs to avoid the midday sun, harmonicas in hand. In this lawless settlement, justice found those who aimed to misbehave at the hands of bounty hunters and vigilantes. And it was here that the Wild Rovers arrived after a long journey, eager to resupply and find work.