Not the party you expected...~
2020 had without doubt been the toughest part of their campaign so far. Some of them had balanced on the edge of death more than once and had it not been for the trustworthy members of their party, they likely would have fallen. Keeping the party tightly knit together has proven more important than anything else. It has surely been a very interesting campaign to play through where our expectations has not only been subverted, but blown out of the water. Sometimes we've had to fight, other times run, and every ability that each player has brought to the table has proven key for progress.
As the grup stepped in through the door, they found themselves outside the large pyramid in a courtyard, surrounded by tall walls. Magical runes were floating through the air and as they looked around to take in the new surroundings, the doors swung shut behind them. As the heavy epic music started playing in the background, they knew that it was time to face off against the boss of this dungeon. As their target slowly rose up in front of them, they all rolled for initiative. Solis who was a monk won it, and started to charge up his plasma breath, holding his action. Next up was Valcyrie, the Cleric of Freya, who spread her wings over her allies to shield them and soak any damage while her buffs to them made the air vibrate around her. Valia the Wizard licked her thumbclaw before browsing up a new page in her spellbook and started to charge up an orb of negative energy. And Zarukh the rogue crouched down, starting to crawl towards the enemy with a successful stealth roll from Valcyrie's buff.
In the very next moment, Solis opened his maw in a bright blast of energy as Zar tensed every muscle in his body, ready to pounce at the first attack of opportunity. In the very next moment a wave of dark energy washed over them which caused Valcyrie's wings to shiver, but she stood her ground, her tongue playing over her lips as she invoked her next spell. A loud hum buzzed past her ear as Valia's ray shot past her and the rattling of Zar's claws and scales against the ground was heard as he scurried forward...
... they were ready. United and prepared for the next step of their adventure. And as one they surged forward, claws glittering in the starlight as they prepared to attack, the air vibrating with magical power. Eyes keen and sharp, ears on point, every muscle tense. But together, they were unstoppable.~
This lovely traditional artpiece was created for us by
Urthamielair who's open for commissions~
I think it serves as a really nice and representative picture for 2020. I appreciated even more that he took the time to dress me in my actual ceremonial clothes, the viking dres with buckles, belt, horn and knife / athame. It made this picture so much more personal. Valias clothing also represents something special, but that you have to ask her about~
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Curiosity:
The backround runes actually spell out an alternative poem:
"Sunlight flaring up in blinding light,
Violet moon protect us in our fight,
Moonlight blue shall cast her spell,
As the Darkness strikes from hell."
~~ ... and the Bard qouteth: ~~
"Blinding Sunlight flaring up in strongest light,
Violet moon keeping us safe throughout this fight;
Moonlight Blue and strong shall cast her spell,
as Darkness deep comes to strike from Hell."2020 had without doubt been the toughest part of their campaign so far. Some of them had balanced on the edge of death more than once and had it not been for the trustworthy members of their party, they likely would have fallen. Keeping the party tightly knit together has proven more important than anything else. It has surely been a very interesting campaign to play through where our expectations has not only been subverted, but blown out of the water. Sometimes we've had to fight, other times run, and every ability that each player has brought to the table has proven key for progress.
As the grup stepped in through the door, they found themselves outside the large pyramid in a courtyard, surrounded by tall walls. Magical runes were floating through the air and as they looked around to take in the new surroundings, the doors swung shut behind them. As the heavy epic music started playing in the background, they knew that it was time to face off against the boss of this dungeon. As their target slowly rose up in front of them, they all rolled for initiative. Solis who was a monk won it, and started to charge up his plasma breath, holding his action. Next up was Valcyrie, the Cleric of Freya, who spread her wings over her allies to shield them and soak any damage while her buffs to them made the air vibrate around her. Valia the Wizard licked her thumbclaw before browsing up a new page in her spellbook and started to charge up an orb of negative energy. And Zarukh the rogue crouched down, starting to crawl towards the enemy with a successful stealth roll from Valcyrie's buff.
In the very next moment, Solis opened his maw in a bright blast of energy as Zar tensed every muscle in his body, ready to pounce at the first attack of opportunity. In the very next moment a wave of dark energy washed over them which caused Valcyrie's wings to shiver, but she stood her ground, her tongue playing over her lips as she invoked her next spell. A loud hum buzzed past her ear as Valia's ray shot past her and the rattling of Zar's claws and scales against the ground was heard as he scurried forward...
... they were ready. United and prepared for the next step of their adventure. And as one they surged forward, claws glittering in the starlight as they prepared to attack, the air vibrating with magical power. Eyes keen and sharp, ears on point, every muscle tense. But together, they were unstoppable.~
2020 may have dealt us a double critical blow, but it has also brought us closer to each other in a whole new way, forged us together.
Sanguis Venator is the Monk.
ValiaMoonseer is the Wizard.
Valcyrie is the Cleric.
Zarukh is the Rogue who also wrote the poem.
Together, we make one hell of a party~This lovely traditional artpiece was created for us by
Urthamielair who's open for commissions~I think it serves as a really nice and representative picture for 2020. I appreciated even more that he took the time to dress me in my actual ceremonial clothes, the viking dres with buckles, belt, horn and knife / athame. It made this picture so much more personal. Valias clothing also represents something special, but that you have to ask her about~
Original upload >>
Curiosity:
The backround runes actually spell out an alternative poem:
"Sunlight flaring up in blinding light,
Violet moon protect us in our fight,
Moonlight blue shall cast her spell,
As the Darkness strikes from hell."
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Fantasy
Species Western Dragon
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