Dungeons and Dumbasses

A group of nerds, a stack of rulebooks, and endless imagination... what could possibly go wrong?

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Well Hello There!!!

Welcome to our little corner of chaos where a group of nerds go wild talking about DnD characters, their stories, and the world they've made together.

First a little history about our story so far...

Originally our small group of five started playing a Wild Beyond the Witchlight campaign but due to schedule issues we struggled to find the time to play it all together. Still wanting to play DnD in some form though (and mess around with some higher lvl characters) we ultimately decided to make copies of our characters max out their level and throw ridiculous, ungodly creatures at them for laughs.

We never did quite get back to our original campaign, instead our messing around evolved into a story all of it's own. Not only that but our small group has grown from 4 players to 7! Since then we as a group have built an entire world around this narrative along with characters we've all laughed and cried over.

And now we want to share that with you!

Adventures In Nivermeuse

Meet the Characters:

Granite, Hello There, Granny

The Story so Far:

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(more information will be added overtime so hang tight and keep an eye on this space)

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Character Bio: Rowanoa Strongsea

First of all thank you very much @enkaieinart for drawing so much of the boi! I honestly can't wait to show him off :3

So without further ado...

He/Him Race: Tiefling(Archfey) Class: Bard

Row has always been the stereotype associated with most bards, seducing and wooing crowds with charm and wit. Headstrong and sometimes overly friendly he's gotten himself into just as much trouble as he's gotten himself out of.

Now Rowanoa wasn't always the archfey he's known as now. He once grew up a pirate sailing the Fractured Isles of Neverra before turning to a life of adventure and exploration.

He fell in love with the life he'd made with his group as they delved into dungeons and rescued fair maidens.

Unfortunately it wasn't to last...

On a fateful mission to stop an unstable fey crossing, that had been meddled with by a dangerous group of wizards experimenting with planar travel, from fracturing reality, Row was dragged into the feywilds.

He travelled for a long time learning the land and the strange people that lived there... he came to love it and was forever changed by it, becoming fey himself. After stumbling into the domain that would one say become Nivermeuse Row ended up facing off against the archfey that cruelly ruled over the denizens.

He managed to trick the archfey and defeated him, stealing his power and titles for himself in an effort to try and free the domain.

And so Nivermeuse was created and Rowanoa became it's ruling archfey.

He turned the domain into one built for adventures with danger and treasures around every corner. In time he would come to create a guild with his best friend where he would relive his own adventuring days with powerful adventurers that weren't yet ready to hang up their weapons and retire.

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Adventures in Nivermeuse

The Story So Far (part 11):

The Epilogue...

The group returned devastated.

They'd rescued Row, who had now been completely freed of the sins control... but lost Coralan in the process.

Many tears were shed (between both players and characters alike) as Coralan was eventually laid to rest.

Since then the guild returned to a somewhat somber normality. Rowanoa stepped up and took on the mantle of guildmaster, not wanting to see the guild fall apart after he and Coralan had built it together.

It's taken some time and recovery but slowly things have been looking up.

And that's been the story so far, our guild members continue to journey across Nivermeuse on the next part of their story as they look to the future.

I'm sure there will be many shenanigans to come in the next big adventure.

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~Tea

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Adventures in Nivermeuse

The Story So Far (part 10):

The party finally arrived to find their archfey exhausted and beaten but otherwise in one piece and now free of mind control. Many hugs were had as Row and Coralan reunited grateful to see the other alive and looking forward to returning back to the guild.

Unfortunately fate was against them.

Just as the group were about to leave, ready to return to Nivermeuse, a harrowing voice echoed out across the area.

Their fight was not done yet.

As it turned out, Envy, who had fled from her fight with the party had ended her portion of the control in an effort to prevent the others from continuing to hunt her down. In doing so she had been able to stick to the shadows, watching as the rest of her siblings had been destroyed one by one.

As they'd fallen she had absorbed the last of their power before it dissipated back into the Abyss, where the sins true forms remained trapped and chained by the Divine's light. In doing so Envy ascended becoming almost godlike in power, becoming the true Avatar of Sin.

The party, alongside Coralan and the now freed Rowanoa, fought against Ascended Envy in one last epic battle.

Ultimately Envy proved too much for their combined might though as after a while she unleashed a devastating explosion that decimated the party, wiping almost everyone out.

Refusing to give up hope and before Envy could kill him Coralan made one last plea to the Divine, his original deity before he became a follower of the sins, asking for divine intervention.

And she granted it. The party was returned to full health undoing Envy's attempt to end them.

The tide of battle had turned and hope ran high as the party dealt blow after blow, weathering Envy's brutal onslaught as the ascended sin used their newfound power to once more place Rowanoa under mind control, forcing the archfey to attack his friends.

But just as victory was in their sights and as the final blow was dealt...

Tragedy struck...

In an effort to keep Row from hurting anyone or to prevent anyone from hurting him, even by accident, Coralan decided to face off against Rowa alone.

Because of that and because the aasimar had already been weakened throughout the fight, he couldn't keep up.

As Envy was finally struck down there was no time to celebrate as Coralan also fell to Row.

Their victory was bittersweet as in the end as... the Sins ultimately won.

As Coralan died, the power he'd stolen from the sins disappeared, returning to its creators...

(to be continued)

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~Tea

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Adventures in Nivermeuse

The Story So Far (part 9):

Now over the halfway point the party set to facedown the final three sins.

The group moved on infiltrating the carnival's haunted house and after freeing several trapped spirits, paying off their debts and releasing them from their servitude they drew out Greed who was more than upset that the party was freeing the spirits he'd trapped, considering them his possessions. Greed managed to turn the party around multiple times as he teleported around his haunted mansion, taking potshots from the shadows and temporarily removing the magical properties of the items the party wore. After a hasted Coralan nearly killed the sin, Greed was quick to trap him in a forcecage with a poisonous vapour hoping to kill the Aasimar as he took down the rest of the party. It ultimately didn't work as a well placed sacred flame from Slithereign finally finished off the sin leaving the party to rescue Coralan and make their exit.

After a brief respite and a chance to breathe the party took the moment to visit Row once more only to be stopped by Pride who was quick to mock the party before engaging them in combat. No attack seemed to do any damage to the sin, and with Coralan once more put in another forcecage, Pride once more continued to mock them and their inability to leave a scratch on his golden hide. Unlike the rest of the sins though, who all simply turned off their power to their gifts, Pride physically removed his, a golden circlet, from Coralan's head and throwing it to one side, activating it's side effect. As the circlet sailed out of eyesight the Aasimar's vision was taken from him leaving him blind. Eventually the party was able to find a crack in the sins defences and managed to exploit it to their own benefit dealing massive amounts of damage while they could with Granny dealing the killing blow by taking Pride's greatsword from him and beating him with it.

Following the fight the circlet was found and Coralan's eyesight was restored, not only that but with only one sin to go the mind control on Row was at it's weakest allowing the archfey to finally speak with the party. Unfortunately he was still unable to leave as the last dregs of the spell holding him kept an iron grip on his will still.

With no other option, and already having come so far, the party was determined to see this through to the very bitter end. They weren’t alone however, trapped within an iron flask and once guarded by pride, the party came upon a deva, Valandriel. As it turned out, the truth slowly coming to light, the sins had orchestrated Coralan’s fall in an attempt to turn him into their pawn for their own means. Valandriel had once been Coralan’s angelic guardian who disappeared before Coralan snapped.

So with Valandriel finally freed the deva offered to stand beside the party against the final sin, Sloth, and her army of fiendish arachnids, before departing back to her home among the upper planes. Sloth proved difficult, her constant teleportation around the map as well as her endless army of demonic spiders almost overwhelmed the party, eventually though the sin was felled by Coralan after he shot her through the heart.

Finally, the seven deadly sins had been defeated, the mind control they held over Row broken.

The party rushed back to the big top to find Row and bring him home.

Unfortunately... that was the beginning of an entirely new nightmare...

(to be continued)

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~Tea

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Hello There: *Staring at the Wall*

Rowanoa, walking by: "Whoa, did Cori put you in timeout?"

Hello There: *Sad nod*

Row: Well, nobody puts my Warlock in timeout, I'm going to talk to him!

Scene cut

*Row, now standing next to Hello There, also facing the wall*

Row: ... So how long did he give you?

Hello There: *mimicking Cori's voice* Ten minutes

Row: Ten minutes! He gave me an hour!

Hello There: *appalled* An hour?!

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Adventures in Nivermeuse

The Story So Far (part 8):

It was a harrowing night on the eve of battle as our heroes gathered for a grand feast and made their final preparations, readying their spells and securing their gear.

The journey back to the carnival was silent as the party mulled over what was to come.

When they finally arrived it was to an entirely different atmosphere, gone was the lights and music. Instead they were greeted with a desolate place that appeared almost abandoned with the occasional carnival worker wandering around in a daze as if under some form of control.

The first to fall was the sin of Gluttony who the party had a vendetta against after watching the sin tear Rowa's wings off in front of them. The horrific gargantuan sin put up a vicious fight in it's watery domain, almost drowning the party and nearly swallowing several people throughout the fight. Ultimately it was felled by Granite, with the Gargoyle putting two arrows through the beasts skull.

The next was Envy who lured the party through her mirror maze feeding on their jealous feelings and forcing the party to attack one another before making a move herself. During the party's earch for the sin she turned off the power of her gift to Coralan, revealing that he'd been using the boon's disguising properties to hide his fallen nature. His white hair turning almost completely black and his golden eyes going almost silver. Throughout the fight the Owlin cleric Slithereign was felled and quickly brought back by a hasty revivify from Coralan. Meanwhile the wizard, Tovik, dealt a devastating blow to the sin forcing her to retreat from the party. Coralan was quick to restore the illusion he had been wearing the moment he regained his boon's power.

Following the victory within the mirror maze the party moved onto the tunnel of love where, expectedly, they came face to face with Lust. Unfortunately Lust made good use of her gift she once bestowed onto Coralan using it to control him, forcing the Aasimar fighter/cleric to attack the party in a series of devastating blows while Lust danced around each remaining member, showcasing her own terrifying power as she manipulated the parties minds and bodies for her own purposes. Ultimately it was Qar'ma that took down the sin, practically turning the sin inside out by tearing her apart from the inside out.

After the tunnel of love the party the party made their way towards the arena that had previously raced nightmares in the last time they were in the carnival. There they met the centaur who previously acted as the master of ceremonies, it was quickly revealed that this was no ordinary centaur as the man transformed into the sin, Wrath, and invited the party to engage in combat with him, believing himself powerful enough to take them down. As the battle ensured Wrath proved to be difficult to pin down as his constant movement around the battlefield turned the party around more than a few times. When Coralan summoned his own nightmare mount, Lilia, to chase down the fiend the party attempted to follow suit with the wild nightmares roaming around but the heat of battle distracted them. Wrath met his fate however when he was finally taken down by Granny who broke the fiendish centaurs kneecaps after he tried running them down once more.

With four sins down and three more to go the party pressed on, several times between the fights the party had taken a brief respite, visiting Row who remained trapped in the Carnival's big top where he was being forced to perform under the sins mind control. With each sin felled he appeared to fight against the control which only served to bolster the party's fighting spirit. They set their sights on the rest of the sins in order to free their wayward archfey and bring him home.

(to be continued)

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~Tea

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Adventures in Nivermeuse

The Story So Far (part 7):

Costumes were acquired, the plan was laid out, the location was cased, and their targets spotted.

Eventually the stage was set.

It was... interesting meeting Row's biological parents. Isiah and Ariadne Volkov. Ariadne for the most part was a kind, if not quiet woman who was more than a little disturbed by the random group of people that approached her out of nowhere and began asking rather personal questions.

Isiah Volkov on the other hand. The patriarch of the Volkov family was stern and rather severe. He singled out a member of the party that was originally from Ravnica, specifically from the Orzhov guild.

Oh... and another member of the party set up a bank account while this was happening.

Soon enough though the time came for the grand performance, a flash mob designed to wow the crowds while also telling the true story of how the Volkov's chose to abandon their son instead of the false story they've told everyone of how he was taken from them.

After a harrowing skill challenge where the party very nearly failed they ultimately succeeded pulling off the performance without a hitch but not before the authorities came hot on their heels and began chasing them through the streets of precinct one.

After another close call with a skill challenge the party and their Rakdos allies finally made it into the sewers beneath Ravnica where they met up with some shadowy individuals Maeve had managed to bargain a favour from in order to see them back to precinct six safely.

Maeve was overjoyed to hear of their success and was more than ready to uphold her end of the bargain as she led the party further into Rix Maadi where she entreated her one time lover and the father of her child, the demon lord Rakdos.

The demon lord was apathetic to their struggles but was perturbed that another demon lord had interfered and made an alliance with the sins so begrudgingly gave the party the help they sought in the form of a magic item that would allow the party to cancel out some of the sins considerable power.

So after finally finding help the guild felt ready to finally take on the sins and put together a team to return to the carnival in order to free Row and bring him home...

(to be continued)

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~Tea

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Adventures in Nivermeuse

The Story So Far (part 6):

When the party returned empty handed the rest of the guild fell into despair.

That despair was quickly turned to indignation when Coralan flew into a rage attacking a member of the party who turned out to be the traitor that had given the sins information. Coralan had previously learned of the traitors identity (Granite) in a conversation with him but kept it secret knowing how easy it is to be swayed by the sins, on the condition that Granite wouldn't let anyone get hurt because of his mistake.

In the aftermath of the revelation, once everyone had calmed somewhat, it seemed that a direct conflict with the sins was inevitable. However, with the sins as powerful as they were it would be foolish to rush in without finding some form of help first.

Rodrigo was eager to do anything to see his son safely returned and offered a suggestion of his own. He knew, and had met several times, Rowa's biological grandmother who was a powerful magic user in her own right and hopefully be willing to help. Thankfully she'd told Rodrigo where to find her if he ever needed to and he freely gave this information to the party.

To the surprise of everyone, Maeve wasn't from the material plane they were all familiar with. She was from an entirely different one altogether.

Maeve was from Ravnica.

So that was where the party went.

They, along with Coralan, who was done running from the sins and was determined to get his friend back at any cost, all ventured to Ravnica's Tenth District.

It took a little bit to get their bearing but eventually they tracked Maeve down, finding her a member of the cult of Rakdos.

The resemblance between Maeve and Rowa was easy to spot even despite the fact that Maeve was a human.

The story of how Row was born in Ravnica only to end up in Neverra slowly unravelled. That his father was a cambion masquerading as a human amongst the Orzhov guild and that Row being born a tiefling threatened to reveal his true fiendish nature. In order to protect her grandson Maeve secreted him away, finding a way to travel from Ravnica to Neverra and stowing him away on a random ship she happened upon. Only for him to be later found and adopted by its captain.

Upon hearing about his recent kidnapping by the sins Maeve was rightfully upset and agreed to help, on the condition the party help her out first.

"Nothing in life is free darling, you learn that rather quickly here."

He task seemed simple, humiliate her son and by extension the Orzhov guild by putting on a public performance in the heart of Orzhov territory.

So the party set to work preparing.

(to be continued)

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Adventures in Nivermeuse

The Story So Far (part 5):

The guild, somewhat, returned to normal... at least until the party finally took up the dreaded circus job...

It seemed simple on the surface. Investigate a suspicious circus that had been roaming around with reports of missing people and strange occurrences of memory loss and visitors acting oddly.

Even stranger still the circus was located on the material plane where the guild was not active.

And so, against Row's better questionable judgement, the party investigated...

The Carnival of Desires

(This marked the start of our first big campaign)

The quest started out simple enough, on the surface it seemed to be like any other carnival, cheap food, rigged games, and a generally shady atmosphere.

However...

As the party continued, visiting the various attractions they began to experience some strange occurrences. Every so often they would find themselves acting extremely out of character, overtaken by extreme hunger, finding everyone around them extremely desirable, suddenly becoming jealous of their friends...

It quickly became apparent that not all was what it seemed and the party soon found themselves face to face with the seven deadly sins.

Our intrepid adventurers raced back to Nivermeuse to deliver the news of what they'd found much to the horror of the guildmaster who knew exactly what this meant.

The sins had found him and were ready to take back the power he'd stolen from them.

Thankfully neither the guild nor Rowanoa was about to let that happen.

The domain was quickly put on lockdown and the guild went on high alert ready to take on any threat.

Unfortunately no one expected the sins to find help elsewhere by forging an alliance of convenience with a demon lord that had already found a way to worm their influence into Nivermeuse allowing their followers to run amok and cause untold damage and chaos.

The direct attack on the domain and the continued threat to Coralan's life, not to mention the worry that the guild had a traitor in their midst, led Rowanoa to travel to the carnival in an attempt to stop the sins himself.

Concerned for his safety Coralan asked the party to venture after him and convince him to come home lest he fall into whatever the sins had planned.

The journey back was filled with fear and trepidation as the party worried for their favourite Archfey.

When the group arrived they were quick to find Rowa only for him to tell them to return to the guild and disappear once more.

The same happened several more times with each time the party found Row he appeared more and more exhausted as his power was slowly drained.

Eventually he disappeared completely with the party unable to find him until they ventured to the big top where they finally found him.

Under the control of the sins and at their mercy.

What followed was a harrowing fight against the sin of Gluttony wherein Row was severely injured before being dragged away leaving the party to despair as they had to return to the guild emptied handed.

It was the beginning of the end for a lot of things...

(to be continued)

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~Tea

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Adventures in Nivermeuse

The Story So Far (part 4):

Following the adventures into the past both Row and Coralan were far more open about sharing their history with not just each other but with the rest of the guild.

Life as usual returned to the guild and many more jobs were completed. Unfortunately, a growing tenseness began to appear between the two when it seemed Row kept removing one particular job from the request board. Primarily on the basis that the job was to investigate a travelling circus.

For the most part it went unaddressed and the guild was kept busy, especially since many shenanigans occurred: like retrieving a magical glass rose from the crystaline Diamond Wilds; meeting the Archfey Alice who'd decided to visit pester Row and spend some time in his domain; a strange spell swapping several people bodies around; and a quest to find Coralan a horse resulted in him reuniting with his previous mount, the pegasus turned nightmare, Lilia.

Eventually the job was removed one too many times and Row was confronted about it. His disdain for circuses was made known and in his effort to dissuade his long time friend from putting the job back up pointed out that while Coralan was the guildmaster Row was still the domains Archfey.

It went about as well as one expected with Coralan ultimately storming off and Row deciding that he needed a break himself and disappeared from the guildhall.

When the guildmaster returned he asked the party to travel down to Adventurer's Rest on the southern edge of the domain and make sure Row wasn't getting himself into anymore trouble than usual.

Upon arriving the group was met with a raucous party with Row and the crew of The Summer Queen. Not willing to return home just yet Row coaxed the party into joining him at sea to hunt down a leviathan that had been terrorising passing ships.

The hunt went without a hitch as the party temporarily joined the crew of The Summer Queen underneath the leadership of Captain Rodrigo Strongsea.

With the leviathan dealt with, transported to the material plane, the crew celebrated their success and Row finally apologised to Coralan, promising to keep the job up despite his own reservations

Unfortunately his concerns about the job would be completely founded...

(to be continued)

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~ Tea

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Adventures in Nivermeuse

The Story So Far (part 3):

Row once more gathered the party that reunited him with his father and gave them a new task...

Find Coralan's estranged brother.

It turns out the guildmaster was pretty secretive about his past, revealing as few details as he could, even to his best friend.

It was supposed to be a simple adventure, the party was prepared and knew what to expect now.

And still they were wrong.

In comparison to Row's happy life filled with joy and exploration, Coralan's was filled with heartache and suffering.

From a young age he'd been placed on a pedestal by his own country due to his divine connection, trained to be their sword and shield and had high expectations placed upon him.

Expectations he fractured underneath.

The party came across his brother Andrius multiple times but were never able to really get close to the man though they made a startling discovery.

The two were brothers in name only and whereas Coralan was an Aasimar that fell under the weighty expectations placed upon him, Andrius was a Tiefling that came from nothing and rose to become a great hero of his own accord.

When war broke out between Coralan's country of Enveheim and it's neighbouring country of Alfinia he was forced onto the frontlines where he discovered the real reason for the conflict. Enveheim's greed and desire for land and resources.

Realising that he was nothing more than a puppet to justify so much death and destruction broke him, causing him to snap and murder his king along with several other nobles and guards before he could be stopped.

What followed was a slow descent into darkness as he amassed power in the hopes of cutting out the corruption in Enveheim.

The party learned that he'd become the champion of each of the seven deadly sins, ultimately becoming the current Avatar of Sin itself, of which there have only been a handful throughout history.

It didn't come without it's problems though and while Coralan ultimately succeeded in his quest as the party watched unable to do anything to stop it, he soon found that the sins would stop at nothing to see him become their puppet to enact their own machinations on the world.

After Coralan had fled the material plane to hide from the sins the party was finally able to track Andrius down and inform him that his brother was still very much alive and well.

The Tiefling was relieved and readily travelled back with the party to Nivermeuse where he finally found his missing brother. What followed was a rather... tense reunion between brothers.

The party (and Row) was given a very stern word from their guildmaster about messing with the timeline and that there is a reason he doesn't divulge his past with people.

Unfortunately his past would come back to haunt him sooner rather than later...

(to be continued)

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~Tea

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Character Bio: Granite (Feldspar)

He/Him Race: Gargoyle (Homebrew) Class: Ranger

Granite's life has been, for lack of a better word, an outright mess.

His life started in the vast, musical Kingdom of Verasil, brought to life via magic for the express purpose of being a gatherer of information, as well as a son for the Tiefling Wizard, Sirris. What he chooses to do with that information is ultimately up to him. At age fourteen, he was taken from his home into the palace, which was the last time he saw his father figure who, for all Granite had known at the time, sold him to Queen Anathema, the current ruler of Verasil.

Anathema, for what it was worth, wasn't necessarily a cruel queen to Granite. She treated him well and the palace workers, including the Champion, Runic, took him under their wings and treated him like one of their own. But Anathema's kindness always felt forced. Fake. The perfect utopia of the palace and Granite ascending to a powerful role came at the cost of never seeing his father ever again, and Anathema had seen to it that Sirris never interfered.

After a short couple of years under her, she gave him a job: Infiltrate the Thieves' Guild, Iron Forest, and gather information that would help the guard finally see to the Guild being shut down.

She just didn't account for the fact that Granite would genuinely grow fond of the people working in the Guild. That he would grow closer to them than he was with anyone else. He made real friends there, such as a sibling group of a Tiefling known as Arrius and a Dragonborn known as Nalmisar. He especially grew closer to a Yuan-Ti Pureblood, Erebus. It didn't come at much of a surprise when their relationship deepened into something softer and more open. Granite didn't know what falling in love had felt like prior to Erebus entering his life, but he never wanted it to end.

Years later, the ragtag group managed to help Granite officially escape from Anathema after the Gargoyle had realized how manipulative the vile queen was, allowing him to live his own life in Iron Forest. With the others by his side, he felt unstoppable.

Until Erebus and he took a job that went sideways quickly, resulting in taking Erebus's life. Granite, broken by what his hubris had brought upon someone he loved more than anything, had never truly recovered. His Guildmaster, having grown impatient with Granite's grief, had him excommunicated.

So Granite wandered, lost and aimless. Doing the bare minimum to get money so he can find the nearest tavern and get wasted so that he can dull the pain for a few hours, rinse, and repeat. And that's how it went for the next two years.

At least until he had caught the attention of a certain Archfey, and all of a sudden, Granite found himself as part of another Guild. Another ragtag bunch. Years prior, Granite would have latched onto them as he had with the others. But now, he kept his distance. He was here on obligation alone and had no desire to pretend the others could be anything more to him. He couldn't suffer that pain again.

That being said, a certain copper Dragonborn has seemingly made it her mission to break down those walls Granite had crafted. Her kindness offering a light in the darkness that had shrouded the Gargoyle and threatened to choke him. He felt like he could finally breathe again.

Those walls came back up when a very dangerous threat gave Granite a choice he couldn't take a gamble on refusing: Give up the Guild, specifically Coralan, for the safe return of Erebus, who was promised to still be alive and very much well. He was to betray the people who tried to save him for the one who taught him how to love.

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Adventures in Nivermeuse

The Story So Far (part 2):

Through their adventures it became apparent that Rowanoa (Rowa or Row to his friends) was not your ordinary Tiefling but in fact the Archfey that ruled the domain. Though on a particularly rainy day the characters made a startling discovery.

Row has once been an ordinary mortal adventurer, who through a series of mishaps and accidents, had fallen through into the feywilds and had mostly remained ever since, amassing power and eventually becoming an Archfey.

Unfortunately he'd never been able to let his family know that that he was still alive and was sure that by now they thought he was dead.

The party decided to set out on a personal quest, to venture to the material plane, travelling through time to find Rowa's father and tell him that his son still lived.

The spell didn't quite work as intended and they ended up jumping through multiple points in time, finding and meeting Row at various points of his life and getting to see their resident Archfey grow before their eyes. Ultimately they did find the man in question, one Rodrigo Strongsea, the human captain of the ship, The Summer Queen, and Row's adoptive father.

Safe to say that the man was more than relieved to hear that his son was still alive, however you'd be mistaken if you'd thought that was where our story ended.

Before the spell could end and bring our party back to Nivermeuse, Rodrigo was grabbed and dragged through as well.

What followed was a heartfelt reunion between father and son.

Though the party were somewhat chastised afterwards for making such a huge change to the timeline... they were lucky it all worked out in the end.

With such a happy ending one would think the guild's foray's into the past were over... except Row was so happy he wanted to share that happiness with his best friend Coralan by having the party attempt a similar adventure to retrieve Coralan's estranged brother.

It... didn't exactly go to plan...

(to be continued)

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Character Bio: Hello There

She/They Race: Kenku Class: Warlock/Cleric

Scuttling around the guild is a little kenku over six apples tall and covered in all their claimed shinies. Jingling bracelets around her little claws and necklaces hidden beneath fluffy black feathers.

This little gremlin's name is Hello There, and she is one of the few children of the Spriggan's Head guild.

While they've clearly grown to the age where Kenku children should have their own words, Hello There has quite a bit to say but no real way to say it. They are of course able to mimic any word they hear, but only until she falls asleep, where upon waking up she is left with the only two words she can always hold to:

Hello There!

So what has not been said must be signed, and what cannot be so easily signed is frantically pantamimed with varying levels of chaos and frusteration. From what the guild can gather, she was lost in the feywild for a long time before coming to the guild. Who she was before and how she got there seems to be lost to even her memory as the fey wild can be fickle and cruel.

And somewhere along the way, they lost their words. It's not a pleasant conversation and however it happened, it seems she'd rather not discuss it.

Now, the archfey Rowanoa SWEARS that this should not play into the fae-stealing-children stereotypes - but Row is who found the young one wandering the feywilds and declared her simply 'darling'. It didn't take much to convince Coralan to let the little one to stay, she was far from the first child beneath the guild roof.

Ever since they've been running amok, finding delightful shiny things and learning wonderous magic. It's a fantastic step up from their old life, full of warmth and the promise of adventure (if the guild master Cori would ever let her have any fun!)

A warlock of her archfey and a loyalist to the guild, Hello There takes any slights against her patron quite seriously, and disrespect to her guild master even more so. She owes Coralan and Rowanoa more than they know and she hopes one day she'll be strong enough to prove that their trust and warmth wasn't ill-placed.

One day she'll show them!

~ Dragon

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Character Bio: Granny Feldspar

She/Her Race: Dragonborn Class: Barbarian

Found usually in the kitchens or fluffing the pillows in the dorms is an old copper dragonborn humming away. Her scales are beginning to blue with oxidized age and her snout's been battered by time. She's always wearing some flower patterened knit-shawl over loose pastel clothes.

This is Grandma Feldspar. No first name given she's just Granny if you need. Cookie-baker extraordinaire and pretty handy with her knitting needles (aim for the eyes if you need to dearie). Now you may be asking what a sweetheart like her is doing handing cookies out of her designated bag-of-holding-cookies-only to a guild full of chaotic ruffians and questionable characters. And then you'd probably notice the knuckle-dusters on her belt or the gleam in her eyes as someone throws the first punch.

Yeah, Granny isn't what she seems. For one, she's RIPPED, there's a toned body under those pastels and when she flexes her sleeves are in danger. Now the sweetness and care is earnest, and she does truly enjoy being a Grandma, but old Feldspar is... well... not as old as she seems.

She was a bit of a problem child when a fey carnival came around, and sneaking out of orphanages was her specialty. Asking a fey to help her grow up, that's just classic Feldspar foolishness I fear.

On the brightside! She did not have to deal with orphanages anymore! On the downside, everyone kept trying to send her to a nursing home.

Not to worries, Feldspar was a tenacious one, and shortly after realizing her new form didn't fully limit her movement or joy, she decided to make the best of it (it helped that she didn't have to go back to the orphanage anymore! ha-HA!!). Her new body was achy, but was also far stronger and held more potential than her smaller one. Everyone still underestimated her, but she rather liked that. Now-old Feldspar carved out a decent life for herself... in an illegal fighting ring. She became well known as the Grand Grandma and spent years living for the heat of a ring fight. A grand clash of pure ability and will. It gave her purpose, joy, and something that she was good at. She loved it.

So when it was busted a few years later, and a very old dragonborn appeared in court, she was spared jail time and sent somewhere far worse:

Sunny Acres Home for the Elderly

Kept under constant survellaince and subjected to the brutal torment of crochet and bingo. But, Feldspar once more tried to make the best of it. She learned the crucial skills of grandma-ing, and found joy in baking her favorite cookies and knitting poorly designed sweaters. She found new rivals in the local residents Charlotte, Karen, Sharon, and Margaret, but even that gave Feldspar some competition to look forward too.

Unfortunately, despite Granny Feldspar's appearence, she did not age the same as her rivals… or her friends, and within the decade she once more found herself alone, with no one to critique her poor crochet skills, point out when she dropped a stitch. It was a terrible torture to watch so many pass through and fade and she knew if she stayed... oh she just couldn't bear to keep watching it.

So Feldspar once more turned her attention to the great world that beckoned her forth. Equipped with her knitting needles (and her trusty knuckle dusters from her time in the ring) the Great Feldspar escaped her imprisonment, climbing the walls of Sunny Acres and heading out to spend the rest of her old age in adventure and glory. Falling into the feywild through a stray puddle was just a turn of good fortune. Several adventures later she found herself at the Spriggan's Head Guild, a place that appreciated both her baking skills and her love of the fight.

Now she bakes cookies for the collection of guild children and serenades them with stories. She's found a family in a younger gargoyle named Granite, and in this place of eternal adventure and wonder she doesn't have to worry about watching these people fade away in front of her.

Yes, here... she's finally found a home.

~ Dragon