Steam, Smog, and a Terrible Adventure

A new D&D podcast.

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Epilogue

The next few weeks are ones of great disarray, not only for you, but for the nation of Granthius.

There are a lot of questions. A lot of paperwork. You are not in prison, but you are certainly not yet free.

The first story to have gotten out was of disruption of the Princess Hortense’s cruise. The faces of Idna Fencille and her stepfather are on the front cover of the newspaper for a day… Before they are bombarded with accusations due to their affiliation with the Council.

King Ariel had no direct relatives. The crown, then, fell upon the head of Scylla Darlington, the remaining Dutchess. Upon hearing this news, your stomachs fill with dread.

Within the week, she amends the laws discriminating against magic users, and in an official statement, pardons every mage that was arrested, and every family that lost a loved one to the Council. You, too, are pardoned of every offence (even sneaking into her home)...

The kingdom is filled with disrest, whether at her or her parents’ decision, and you feel it will take some time for the dust to settle.

The Osyan Inventor’s Guild begs the pardon of one Gafan Chudwell, who is delighted to be welcomed back. Soon, his daughter is the chair of the guild. Elliot is on a steady road to recover from the trauma he endured. Within a month, her newest invention is being produced for the public— the camera. You are, perhaps, the first people in the world to have a photograph of you and your friends.

Granthius does not know what to do with the technology brought about by the Council’s terrible ways. But you do, Ce. You, with your blueprints and your inherent resourcefulness begin designing other, better things out of those originally born from such pain and hate. Whether for you or for the world, you’re creating technological and arcane breakthroughs.

Juno, a week after the new Queen’s amendments, you notice a change in the public. Now, when you perform magic tricks on the streets, people now come and watch, eyes alight with fascination instead of fear. Not too long after the amendments, you receive a letter summoning you to renowned Jazz Club, Blue Harry’s— with an incredible job offer.

Kava, ever since the amendments, you have felt a special pride shine within you. A pride that is… Not all yours. Helm is with you, he’s always been with you, and he is so proud. You’ve protected not only your children, but many generations of them that would have been crushed under war and hate. The knights welcome you in their circles now, especially a certain one. But, true to yourself, you become restless after being in one place for too long.

Temerity, there is a moment after it all that you see yourself returning to a life alone in Ashmire. But you know now, you know, that there are people around who do truly love you. It’s hard to adjust to at first, and perhaps you’ll never get truly used to it… You do still return to Ashmire, from time to time again. You make sure to stop by the children on the streets and find ways to help them. Because once upon a time, someone did the same for you.

Van, you have never been happier to be home. Your friends visit you often, in Goldenfield, working on the farm where winter is short and spring comes quick. Nothing makes you happier than a field all to you and your pals, gazing over the fruits of your labor— and snacking on them, too.

No matter where you are in Granthius, how content you may be… Sometimes, at night, something stirs within you. Something much too big for Goldenfield, for Ashmire, or even for Osya.

It’s been a very strange year.

Perhaps, it is laughable to think that you’ll be living anything than a very strange life.

It’s been a wonderful year of crazy emotions, wild ideas, and one great adventure. I couldn’t have asked for a better party. The biggest thanks to @sarcasticskeptic @deathishauntedbyhumans @mushygreens @dennibun 

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All of our episodes have finally been uploaded to YouTube! Yay! 

This means that not all episodes will be available on Soundcloud anymore. So check us out on YouTube for some tasty D&D content!

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Hey everyone! Victor here to give you wonderful folks a general update. 

We’re currently in the process of moving CaB episodes from Soundcloud to YouTube due to financial restrictions. Soon the only site hosting our episodes will be YouTube! 

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I just realized that we never put an official update on the blog! That’s silly!

Copper & Brimstone is going to be a seasonal project. We’re extremely busy with school and work, and we wanted to experiment with other layouts for the game. This is my first time DM’ing, after all, and I didn’t want podcasting to get in the way of the most important factor of any tabletop rpg-- fun!

We’ll still be uploading content here and there, but look for full episodes next summer!

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No frills, no editing. Just happened to have a reason to upload a recording of our last session! This is the finale of our second adventure, in which our party traveled into the mountains beneath Ichorborough to investigate the source of imposing fungi. 

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First Impressions

I am the youngest one here.

It’s not hard to tell. After all, I’m usually the youngest in groups like this, although this is the first time I’ve ever really sought after such a group to call my own. I don’t trust any of them, not really. The monkey is young, but not as young as I am. He’s not smart, though. Not like me. He ought to be back on a farm with his parents, not making a way for himself out here. There’s no way he left like I did, either. He’s too soft for that.

The one who was introduced as Juno… I don’t know about him. He acts like a child, and a very excitable one at that, but he doesn’t look like one. I watched him, while we were waiting to be called in that room, and he seemed… strange. He claimed to know magic…? How many people know magic? (And his magic seemed… to not work. Maybe he’s just insane?)

The dragonborn wants everyone to get along, which is strange for a dragonborn. I’ve never really talked to one longer than a few minutes, but I think I like her. She seems to be the smartest of the group, to say the least. She said that she likes kids. I hope she doesn’t treat me like one.

There’s a goliath-kin woman, as well. I’ve never actually seen one of them before, but I’ve heard of them going through villages and making people nervous. This one seems like a lumbering idiot, more or less. I don’t think she knows what she’s doing, either. She likes deer. I don’t think she’s ever seen a tiefling before.

Then again, I don’t know what I’m doing, much, either. I wasn’t allowed to choose a job, since we all had to choose together. I guess I’m stuck with this… party, whether or not I want to be. At least it will pay well.

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Memories

My oldest memory is of my mother. I do not cherish it.

She was beautiful, in a terrifying sort of way. It was the way that she entranced my father. He was in love with her power, and he believed he could change her for the better. When she left him, she left a shell of a bitter, empty man who devoted himself entirely to his god and not to me.

Never to me.

Father takes precedence in my next memories. He was a cold, callous man, with short, stubby fingers and a temperament to match them. I was only four years old when he burned the mark of his god into me, thinking foolishly that it could save me. I would not be saved. Instead, it would cause pain and grief and sorrow, and it would be one of the things to lead to me leaving him for a life that I hoped would be better.

It was not better, but it was more.

Acid seared my skin, because fire would not do the trick. I liked fire. Fire was as warm and comforting as the mother’s embrace that I had never experienced. The symbol of the accursed Helm stands shamelessly on my hip, and shall for all eternity, because I can do nothing to be rid of it.

I will never forget that pain.

As soon as I was old enough to run, I did. I was thirteen at the time, but I had stolen money from my father, little bits at a time, for years before. With pouches I had purchased to keep my supplies in, I ran, as far and as fast as I possibly could. I changed my name, and I changed myself.

The days blurred together, but everything I did only made me stronger. I had a companion for a short time. I do not remember his name. He was an old man, and he was the first to call me by my chosen name. Though I do not remember his, I was glad that he knew mine.

He died in front of me. I left him where he laid, and moved on.

Trust found me in a haystack, a little more than a year after I had left my childhood home far behind. She curled up against my warm skin, and when I left, she stayed with me. Eventually, we became companions. She has been the only creature I have ever been able to give my trust to, hence her fitting name.

The city of Granthius was new and exciting, though I did not expect anyone to be excited by me. I was correct. I was greeted with stares and whispers, and in the more unfortunate circumstances, the same vitriol that I had received at my father’s hands. I was only there a short time before I heard of the agency, the place that claimed they could find jobs for anyone, regardless of race.

If I were to make something of myself, something more, Keybox Staffing was going to be my ticket to it.

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Some gritty sketches of NPC’s from Victor’s table!

First two are of an NPC who is still a black-clad, pants-wearing mystery to everyone (I love her dearly). Then we have poor distressed Zophar. 

This also gives me the opportunity to let everyone know that the CaB team welcomes pretty much all headcanons! Unless stated otherwise, you and your imagination are free to take creative liberty when listening to our show. Any art we officially present is just a depiction of how we ourselves picture them.

So yes! Let your crazy little brains run wild. 

- Vic

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"Can you at least tell us what happened?" "............no"

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"Came in here for drugs, got paprika instead..."

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“Thank you for your help with the unpleasant woman”

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Guess who posted this to the wrong blog...

Nonetheless, here is episode 9!

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"If you're not playing your accordion with your pelvis, you’re doing something wrong "

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Another update! Wow, we’re active today, huh?

Up until today I (Victor, dm, goblin king and vampire enthusiast) have been editing and uploading our podcasts. Daphne has now taken over this roll! She’s consented to me updating you all, so now you can hunt her down and demand your fix if episodes aren’t uploaded on time.

And so with that, I pass on the chalice of Editing and Uploading to Daph P. Mushygreens.

-Victor

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Hey look! Wonky pictures of our wonky setup. 

This is the battle map from episodes 6 and 7. 

This is a great place to talk about some changes regarding combat that will be happening. As of right now, we’ve already finished our first adventure (though episodes from our first adventure will continue to be uploaded). 

During our next adventure I’ll be trying out some different things. One of the most notable (and relevant, in this case) is no battle maps! Hopefully this will get combat encounters to move a bit quicker, and having the players rely on their imagination will make the podcast more interesting to the listeners who have to do that anyway! 

-Victor

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"Can I have a muffin...?”

Episode One

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“I wasn’t planning to decapitate... That’s a good sign.” 

Sorry for the wait everyone! Episode 6 is finally here.

Episode One 

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Hi everyone! Local DM, Victor here. 

I just wanted to warn everyone that the next episodes, unfortunately, will probably not be published for a little bit. This is due to the fact that I’m the one who edits and uploads episodes, and I fractured my elbow. Between managing this new one-handed lifestyle as well as filling in at my understaffed job, I’m having trouble finding the time/energy to get these episodes out there.

My apologies! Thank you in advance for being understanding. 

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Good news! I’m well on the way to getting episodes six and seven out to you all! Hopefully next week we’ll be back into the swing of things.