Follow the MCPI department on a Dungenons and Dragons adventure!
Our DnD party travels through the world of Forgotten Realms with Ilias as the Dungeon Master, and here we summarize our adventures.
Little Trouble in a Little Village
A long, long time ago, in the vilage of Brookshade
This year marks a rare celestial event. Astronomers have predicted the return of the Forgotten Stars—four mysterious lights that appear in the sky only once every hundred years. Thanks to the machinations of fate, the future party members find themselves in Brookshade, a quiet village nestled in the heart of the Eldergreen Valley plains. Brookshade has a long tradition of celebrating the Night of the Forgotten Stars, and word of the event has spread far and wide. Under the city announcement board, palladin “Give me goblins or give me death (of goblins)” Kaelen met the Cleric “I don’t hate the gods, but the gods hate me” Leander and they decided to help a halfling merchant recover some of his goods stolen by goblins. They are soon joined by the world-famous halfling Bard “Give me a ladder and I will kiss the world” the Pitt and Sorceress “I swear I had this spell prepared somewhere” Vi. Together, they travel to the goblin cave and manage to recover: 1) one set of goods of their employer; 2) one thief “they will smell me before they see me” Kowalski, who promptly joins the band and helps dispose of the goblins… in a peaceful way. They are probably still asleep.
Spiders suffer no insult
A long, long time ago, in Forgotten Realms
Weary from a less-than-peaceful encounter with the goblins, the party made it back to the village with the stolen goods of their employer. Bard the Pitt, our halfling word-smith, gets fired from the inn where he was supposed to play every night. Maybe its failure to show up last evening, or maybe it is the way he was winking at the innkeepers wife, remains to be seen. Waiting for the caravan with wounded people to come to the village so that Leander, the half-elf cursed cleric, can do some healing, the party decides to fight some spiders in the basement of a village house. Vi, the half-elven mage treats the spiders to some acid, and Kaelen, the human paladin, slices one of them in half. Bard’s attempts at offending the spiders with words fail miserably, and the party’s cleric gets critically wounded to the level where only he can heal himself (irony?). Through all that, Kowalski, the party’s sneaky thief, sits in an inn oblivious to the drama. What happens next? Watch this space! (and yes, MCPI plays DnD!)
A tale of a flying Bard and a flying chair
A long, long time ago, back in the village of Brookshade
Happily surviving the encounter with the giant spiders, the party found themselves in the middle of a once-in-a-century celestial celebration. Just as everyone was having fun, and our thief was stealing some coin from participants, the disaster hit in the form of a bunch of wererats, one of which was quickly dealt with by our heroes. Hired by the authorities to investigate the source behind the attack, and its connection to magic coins found on the attackers, the party decided that the best person to investigate first would be… their employer, the dwarven city mayor lady Tessa. Not being able to reach her through official channels, our paladin and our bard came up with a cunning plan, which involved the bard being tossed through the back window of the city hall to ask some tough questions. Having realized that the only question that at this point makes sense is “what’s up?”, the bard decided to woo the unexpecting lady mayor instead. This endeavour met with limited success, and the bard met with a flying chair, receiving 8 points of damage (critical). Interested where we go from here? So are we! And yes, MCPI still plays DnD!
Quack? Quack!
A long, long time ago, in Forgotten Realms
With the party bard recovered and returned to the party in near-mint condition (black eye and hurt pride) by the city officials, the part decided to investigate the rumours of a shape-shifter living south of the city. A visit to the tavern resulted in a map marker and a chicken (1 gp, 2 HP) on whom the party wanted to test on of the mysterious coins from the night before. Not being able to agree how to exactly do it, the party decided to keep him as a pet. While traveling south, the party got hired by an old stranger to help him rescue his pet wolf from the poachers. Seeking the poachers’ camp, our heroes found the abode of the shape-shifter and learned a lot about lycanthropy, for now excluding this option as the cause of the city attacks. From there, it was easy to find the evil animal-snatchers and engage them in a battle for animal liberation. With this fight successfully rounded up, the party continued deeper into the evil part of the forest, only to be caught by the trees and attacked by mysterious tree-creatures. No rest for the wicked… and a lot of fun for out DnD team!
Do not the imp
A long, long time ago, in Forgotten Realms
The session started with our bard disappearing into thin air. The subsequent fight with the tree monsters was eventful but ultimately successful… somewhat. The cleric and the sorceress carried the team, while the thief was immobilized by the branches (he freed himself just as the fight ended) and the paladin was hitting everything but the enemies (still he expertly healed the team healer, the cleric). Afterwards, the party reached the centre of the forest, where our thief and cleric had weird visions of mayhem and the thief (clearly still not thinking clearly) freed an imp from a jar. The imp made us an offer we could refuse, but did not. The temptation of knowledge was too strong. The imp, knowing that he has nothing to fear from us, admitted to having created the coins of lycanthropy and pointed us to his “employer”. Back in the town of Brookshade, we discovered that the attack of werewolves was but a cover-up for the operation of our nemesis in which he gained access to the ruins under the town. Clearly, this is the moment for our Bard to reappear, not least because his love interest (one of many) seems willing to travel with us underground…
