Albetire at last

We’d been promised a session that wasn’t all Guild work, and lo! it came to pass. Instead, we got culture shock, and intrigue, and more culture shock, and a doddering old man who can hardly be dangerous any more even if he probably was when he was younger, and a…

Meeting Varin

Raisse had the harder part this time. I had to keep Athal from putting his comments in the text in parentheses; it was all things like “oh, so that’s what happened!” anyway. That night, when we were winding down, the doctor came and told us that Marabu needed help or…

Unexpected help

We did it right. My other half said that if he’d been a really nasty GM, he’d have made the ‘weak links’ break and/or betray us, but we were doing so well at that point that it would have complicated matters needlessly. Enough complications as it was. I-the-player was thinking…

Intercultural risk-taking

I’m glad Raisse is so voluble because I (Irina/Athal) have no notes of most of this. Also, it turns out that Raisse’s experience is so different from Athal’s that I couldn’t have expressed it properly anyway, even with notes. (Athal informs me that the next time the Khas leader offers…

A king’s dilemma

This is long; it was hard; I may have made some mistakes because I stopped taking notes after Raisse had gone to see the Khas. Also, it doesn’t really end because all the endings I wrote were cheesy. The story, and Athal’s dilemma, isn’t finished yet anyway. Athal has discovered…

Back in the jungle village

Raisse asks at the end “I wonder how he’ll react when I let him read this”. Well, in fact, she made a king cry. Apparently the Khas I told Mikhanan about did not live. If things had gone the way they intended they probably would have killed all of us…

Priest of the Earth

A slow start after the holidays. We started off doing administrivia –translating what we’ve been learning since we left Valdis into skill points– and Athal turned out to have picked up three points of Iss-Peranian, enough to talk like a pirate tourist phrasebook. Also, more warcraft than he thought he…

Raisse’s story

I woke up with a stiff shoulder yesterday morning, having dreamt about (or rather as) Athal; don’t know which was cause or effect. But that reminded me that I still had Raisse’s story lying around (thanks, Eduard!). I’m reproducing it in full here (with some minor copy-editing of names and…

Not shipwrecked, but the ship is wrecked

We went to bed at 2:45. Couldn’t stop when Raisse’s player was supposed to go and catch the last train, because it was in the middle of a storm; couldn’t stop when it was a reasonable bedtime (just past midnight) because it was in the middle of a battle. Finished…

Events in Essle

Hard to find a title for this that doesn’t give the whole story away. I wrote part of this in longhand on the train to Utrecht, six pages, four of which standing up. If our son had been born anywhere except Essle, he would have been called Radan. But he’s…