The companions awoke and Vas cooked some breakfast. He so loves to do so but the tastes of a lizard man are … a bit exotic for most. Jekka however always seems to enjoy these morning meals. Then again Jekka seems comfortable eating most anything not nailed down, and on a few occasions she has even tried that. After breakfast the companions open the portal to the temple, each stepping through, this time not knowing if the key will return them or if they are in for a long swim back to Seafoam. (more…)

Early twilight, the time when darkness gives way to the light. The air tingles with a kind of magic which courses through the body bringing an inner peace, a focus both mental and spiritual. Jekka chose the final watch for just that reason. The previous day’s search in the temple was not an entire loss; she and Quela had discovered a doorway in the lower chambers of the temple. (more…)

I decided to do a couple of things on the blog today, first - continue the “Jekka theme” that I began yesterday by posting her character sheet, as well as introduce a new element of my campaign (and Story Hour segment) here on The Misfits. This new element is called “Jekka’s Journal” an is basically, an in-character Story Hour written by one of my players, Brannon Hall (who plays Jekka Brokentusk). Look for this to become a semi-regular aspect of the blog - Hall cranks one of these posts out fairly often and they are all gems!

Enjoy, true believers!

The newly crafted dark wood of the great door creaks with a slight distressing sigh, almost as if it were trying to say in some long forgotten door language, “Not Again!!” The wood gives way to the force behind it as it splinters inward into the great temple. The dust stirred up casts a curtain like effect by each window and crevice that has warm sunlight streaming in to it. Quela steps in shaking her head at the sheer brute force behind her companion. Jekka shrugs her massive shoulders and with a slight grin says “Knock, Knock!” Quela, not amused at the second destruction of the great door in the temple, simply asks if Jekka had even thought about trying the door knob. “Yup! Locked!” Jekka grinned as she tried the other door knob on the intact door. The door swung open as if the wind had greeted them. Quela closed her eyes and steadied herself, “Let’s just look for any portals” (more…)