Fitz's RPG Campaign Journals

I've decided to bump up the natural healing rate, to keep our AD&D characters playable with less down time.

It's been a while.

We skip forward a few episodes now, since I couldn't be arsed keeping up to date.

Following the goblin-dude's directions, Our Heroes made their way to Castle Arsxzkil, which turned out to be not so much a castle, in the classic sense, as a tall, skinny, structurally wonky tower with a cluster of buildings and shacks built up against its

Much has happened since last I girded my loins to write about the campaign.

Our Heroes spent the evening thoroughly exploring and looting the home of the brutally murdered Dunderbas, but found little they wanted to steal until Olaf happened upon a small wooden box, hidden under the disgusting fleeces and furs of the ogre's beddin…

Volcanic activity on the island began to increase dramatically, with earth tremors almost continual, and a plume of smoke issuing from the throat of the volcano.

I'll be using the regular Saving Throws as per their category names — i.e.

In one of our ancient D&D sessions, it actually became relevant exactly what size were the coins the characters were carrying.

The party are passengers/supercargo on a small trading vessel, working their passage towards Comana City, land of opportunity.

Made it back to Fnordonia with our Sack Of Itchiness.

After a relaxing and quiet night at a respectable boarding establishment in Westport (except for Remy, who naturally sought out the lowest of low dives to befoul himself) our heroes began the trek up the road to Fnordonia.

Religion in Comana is both monotheistic and exclusive, worshipping a publicly nameless god, referred to by a variety of nomme de culte, such as the One God, the Many in One, the Supreme, the Divine Greatest, the Greatest and Best, and many more.

Here we have the political situation as regards the Comanate Empire and its immediate vicinity.

The Great Archipelago, dominated by the Comanate Empire, lies pretty much directly opposite our customary stomping grounds.

Sailing south to Fnordonia for some dragon-slaying advice.

The Progress of the Dragon Slayers of Thursday Night One hex = 25 miles side to side (About a day's travel on foot in easy terrain) Updated 2025-05-29

Lee decided to set up some surveillance cameras to keep an eye on the exterior of the ship while they were in dock, which paid off quite quickly.

I have not been keeping up this journal, entirely due to laziness.

Apologies for my great Slackness at keeping this journal up to date — I am but a worm.

As dusk drew in, the away team made their way back to the ship and battened down the hatches for the night.

While the others were investigating the abandoned survival shelter, and finding a lot of nothing very much worth nicking, Patience on board ship noticed an energy blip appearing out near the hulk, followed shortly afterwards by another, then several other…

Events in this episode are a little hazy, as I very slackly didn't get around to writing it up while they were still clear in mind.

The away team, having landed themselves inside the Brobdingnagian alien spacecraft via one of the spherical disintegrated sections, peered down the corridor into darkness.