Nice,
Reading up on kessel, interesting place, for sure

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Nice,
Reading up on kessel, interesting place, for sure
A conversation between two rebels:
Rebel 1 is a highley placed government official of coruscant.
Rebel 2 is fringe smuggler who is his contact to the Rebel Cell.
Rebel 2: You got it?
Rebel 1: Yea, but I'm nervous. You understand the situation this puts me in. I think I am being watched. Somone may have seen that I took this. ::He looked at the man driving the taxi. It didn't seem that he could hear the conversation.::
Rebel 2: If this is acurate, it will all be worth it. One blow can end this war for ever. Endor.. Man, what a desolate place that is. The locals hate the empire there. MAybe they can assist. :He attached the datapad to an transmitter and sent the transmitter out the window:
Rebel 1: Yea. Maybe ::Pulls blaster and shoots Rebel 2. Activate a comlink::
Rebel 1: Bait is set. Extermination order for species… Ewok, Moon of Endor. ::He looks to the driver::
Rebel 1: Don't worry, we'll soon find out who you rebel friends are. Kessel will loosen your tongue.
I'm up for the Star Wars game. Just need to come up with a character. I will see if I can get there a little earlier to create the character. I think the characters you have were pretty versitile so I'm not too sure what type of character you need. Any ideas, let me know.
Hi everyone.
For thoes of you who were not here Sat, we played a game of Star Wars. I asked everyone to think about (Just think about) Dropping the D&D game for a bit, and going with a Star Wars Campaign. At the end of the game, everyone here decided that they would like to do that starting this week. I wanted to give the people who who were not here a chance to speak up, and let me know if you are against it, or have any questions etc. Also if you changed your mind sunce sat, use this spot to post. I anyone want to send me something privatley, feel free to PM me. Thanks guys.
It seems appropriate to keep a list of creatures I encounter as Grandad Barnabus did. Unfortunately, I don't quite think there as many creatures in existence as there are names of people dad's trounced.
I'll settle with small victories for now.
The Great Journey
The Great Journey undertaken by the Shadow cat intiates is intially taught as a journey for information about Kithas, but underlining, it is a journey of self discovery, of finding ones destiny in the order of the world. It not unknown for students to return with little or no information about Kithas, but with a greater understanding of inner selves and thier destiny. Though rare it has happened that some return to tell them that there path lies elsewhere and take leave of the monastary. These students are considered lost ones, only once has a lost one returned, he eventually became the current Enlightened Master.
Monks of the Shadow Cat
The Shadow Cats were founded by the person known as the first master.
Little is known of the First Master other than he was once a street urchin until he became one of the first students of Barig Dante. When Barig died and the dojo became a site for organized crime he left the so called Black Cat thieves guild over ideological issues.
He journeyed south seeking a new teacher, and learned the martial arts of several cultures, the wrestling and brawling popular among the Vorg riders, the down and dirty street fighting of lain and Torf, and even the strange dance like martial arts of the sea folk. He mastered them all and moved on, looking for another worthy tutor. He finally made it to Chi Chura, and it is said he learned from the secret Dragon clan (this is a rumor as the dragon clan keep to themselves). It was during his time in Chi Chura that the first master began worshipping Kiril (or Siatar as it is known in that land). A Priest of Siatar had a vision, that his fate lied north in the Rainbow Sands. He returned north and found the great desert, and there the Isulki, who had taught Barig, it was there he mastered the arts. He learned that legends of a great Cat that protected souls of the Dead before the ascension of the Gods. It was rumored that this cat could grant immortality, and after hearing rumors of Barig returning from the dead, (he remembered Kithas and that Barig had perfected his martial arts based on the great black Cat). He went in search of this mystical Cat, his journey ended in the mountains, where he found a hidden temple, dedicated to a Black Shadow Cat. One of the carvings showed a cat appearing from what looked like a lamp or figurine. The carving of a cat headed man being worshipped by the people of the temple is also seen. It was hear after meditation that he cleared his mind and body, it was said he stopped aging, and went in search of students to train.
He found 4 students and named them after 4 elements, they learned under him and eventually mastered the art, but never reached that level of enlightenment. Finally they were told to journey forth and gather students, and this they did. Eventually after there students found 4 more students and there students found 4 students was the first master satisfied. He chose one of his first students to replace him and called him the enlightened master, and told them that he was off to find the mystical Cat, and left into the mountain, to never be heard from again. And so this is the way of the Shadow Cat, every 4 years the 4 students who pass the test will go into the world to find any information on the mystical cat, which many think is Kithas. Those who return are called teachers and allowed 4 students, they in turn report to a master, the masters report to one of the 4 master of elements, who report to the enlightened master. Each master of elements is allowed 4 masters, each master 4 teachers, each teacher 4 students. Those who fail the test are allowed a choice to leave or stay and work at the temple, until they can pass the tests. Anyone breaking monastic law is disciplined and maybe exiled, no one has ever been exiled yet. When the time comes the enlightened master leaves for a mystical journey to return to search for the First master and the mystical Cat. He chooses a master of elements to replace him. The other 3 masters choose a new master of elements, this choice is not restricted to the masters, but can be a teacher (this has happened only once, and that master of elements became the current enlightened master)
They maintain a regular trade with the Isulki of something very valuable to the desert people, water. They melt ice from the top of the mountain and sell to the Isulki for metal and other needs. Food is provided by the many gardens in the monastery. In addition they also make alabaster Pottery that is starting to gain popularity in the other lands, though these people wrongly think the pottery is made by the Isulki, and call it Isulkan Vases or plates.
Religion in the monastery is mostly devoted to Siatar (Kiril), for it was Fate and destiny that brought the first master here. Reverence for the other gods is taught, but all students are brought up as worshippers of Siatar (Kiril).
The martial arts taught have changed since the days of Barig, now a mixed martial arts from across the world with each element teaching a different form.
Air teaches a soft style, to bend with the wind not against it.
Earth teaches resilience, to stand and take punishment, they learn to grapple and hold fast like the earth.
Fire teaches fast movement, burn your opponent before he burns you, be fast and burn first.
Water teaches a rhythm and flow like tides, but to strike suddenly with great ferocity like a storm.
All students must learn the learn all the 4 elements before they become masters
Typically one must perfect an element before being considered for a master of elements
Traditionally every 20 years the enlightened master steps down, but this is at the enlightened master’s discretion, and enlightened master can never be forced out. A master of elements is for life but can also choose to step down or forced out via combat. If the master of element loses he can choose to leave the monastery or become a master. When a master of elements dies, ascends, or is forced out by force or free will, the other master of elements vote for a replacement, if tied the vote goes to the students, if there is still no decision by a lunar cycle then the right to choose a new master of elements falls on the enlightened master (this has never happened)
hello agen dear aunt and mother well all is going spleandedly here i belive i have found my passion, i am taken alchamy. my profesors say i have an afinity for it and have taken to it like a fish to water, i am also studying magic, history, and nature the latter to help with the alchamy. still no magical efects but i am told to have patiences so we shall see. i have also taken up some sports track and horse shoes. there was a bit of truble recently my friend the bard got in to a bit of a fight when he made some pupits of these rether brash young men at school well uparntly the didnt like it so a fight broke out i tried to help but well fistfighting is just not my strong point and i was not able to talk them down, fortunitly (name) pulled a dager out of nowhere and put it to one of there throughts this ended the fight with no more violance realy i am still not sure where she pulled it from she said it was somthing her uncled showed her, well that was about the most exciting thing this month . G. Daventry
dear aunt carla and mother i have arived safly to the collegiun here in seaport, the grounds are quite impresive and i find myself looking foword to my years here. i have already taken my entrence exames and i am told that i show an aptutude for magic though i have not actuly produced any efects, still i am excited. i hope to pick my classes soon and i am sure my next letter will have all the deatails. as for other things i have made a lot of friends so for but two stand out i met them of my first day the young man (name) is aperently going to the bardic collage and does this fantasticly funny act with pupits, its actuly how we met he was in one of the gardens doing a show with a prince and princess. the other person is a girl named (name) she is a bit quit but very nice her father is a farmer i was a bit suprised i didnt think too many commeners could afourd to send someone to the collage but aperantly her uncle is the owner of the durmont, i belive i saw it once in the private bay. well i hope all is well love G. Daventry
Hi All, The new campaign should start on Sat. I will move all the characters to the archive that way you can all post you new character. Please post here with your character names, so I can get them on the link, and you can fill in the info.
I know this is a dream but i once had a book for ravenloft called carnival. it detailed a circus of good in a land of evil..
here is a short discription of the product i found on the internet, this was my intention when i thought of taking over the circus, but alas we can dream
Carnival offers a glimpse of abnormal and unnatural things most genteel folk never talk about, much less see. This carnival is not a simple sideshow, though, and its performers are far more than freaks on display. Carnival is a wandering haven for those who have no place else to go - including adventurers who made enemies of the wrong people. Under the protection of the mysterious mistress Isolde, it offers refuge to those rejected by the world. Outcasts and lost souls of all kinds can find solace here, and sometimes even a second chance at life…but nothing at Carnival comes without a price.
Now remember this is ravenloft so the intrigueing thing was all the carnival people have secrets to why they are in ravenloft.
among the cool things this circus had.
A Fletch of an evil wizard (the ringmaster).. since the fletch was a mirror being the guy was good.
A siamese twin freak, two heads. where the main head is evil but the second "dead" head is good pscionic being, who thru his power keeps his brother in check.
the mistress of the circus was interesting as well. I won't spoil the surprise here her name is isolde, you can look her up on the net.
I have a copy of this book somewhere it was a great read… i will have to try to find it.
A little editing.
Can you guess what the crow represented??
How about that old guy getting attacked by a squirrel, added that part in after ;0)
Dorian was looking at the life he created. The forces that Control the circus were not what he expected. They were like Rodor unexpected, but with an evil twist. The teachings of Alexander filled him with Hope, he prayed to the one god everyday, for acceptance and to give him strength to combat the evils in the world and the circus. At first he had tried to control the evil side of things, but it was starting to wear down the tough little Halflings soul, the circus did not want to be controlled. He had made a vow to protect the innocent and the vow worked, for a time. The circus would appear where it wanted and sometimes in an oppressive place like Condor or Lain. It seemed to attract haughty oppressive nobility or hide a fugitive. It even attracted a vampire noble from coral reef, that was trapped and put on display in the sideshow. Under Dorians care the circus was trying to be a force of retribution to those that would be oppressive. The nobility were tested, the cruel ones that refused to change, were given to the more animalistic part of the circus. Dorian shuddered to think what they would do to the poor creatures, but the circus had a price of admission you could say. Instead of changing the forces to do good Dorian had aligned and attracted a few interesting general good people into the circus, he made sure that they had the ability to hide, amoung them was the flying Frogini’s Acrobats, they were personalities were like Dorian freedom fighters for the cause of Good (they were unusual looking, past the circus façade they looked like humanoid frogs). There was an element in the Circus that Dorian found that accepted this fundamental freedom and respect for life, and he used this to hide things from the others, or at least he tried. That power was generally weaker, as if long ago it was ignored, and some reason other forces had taken more power from the circus.
Dorian also realized the second thing, that was interesting, first change is ongoing in the world, but in general, there was a dark thing controlling the outcome of the world. It was evil, but subtle.. it did not overtly come out and attack the forces of good, but it was there. IT was the force that made all good intentions of powerful people go astray. The force that made Lain into an oppressive society, the Force that helped the nameless ones fulfill the dark ambitions, the force that shattered Eroth, made sure the chancellor was elected in the mark, made little things like the order of light gain some fanatics. It is hard to explain this advasary entity. This thing would make people think that they were changing the world but it twisted this change. There was more evil in this world than good, he seemed to think that is why the druids (forces of balance) have committed with the side of good, why so many had joined adventuring parties instead of taking the life of there predocessors and remained in the woods. What this force was he did not know and he would fight it with the help of the One God. He knew that he wanted to fight evil, and if he was to be challenged he would make sure to allow it. He of course would not allow anyone to challenge him but he waits for the perfect candidate, a man of neutral intentions, neither evil nor good. Then he would ask to leave the circus again with his newfound knowledge, but if not he would ask this bennovelant part of the circus for power to hide innocents, and see if complied or die trying.
Some of the elders called Dorian Stubborn. Dorian would die rather than commit evil against an innocent, and let the one god judge his actions. He may be tied to the circus but it the one god has his soul!
hope you liked it, i am sorry my writing style is not all there.
Tharen always had those happy times killed by some darkness of one form or another.
wouldn't it be cool that the older sister of the Rogue is a Paladin?
The Journey of the Box.
Jinny had traveled to Fortress of Light in search of herself as much as anything else. She had lovingly been under her fathers shadow for so long. One day he approached her and said, “Jinny I see you are not like me, you are better” He smile and told her that she should seek her own way. He trusted her with a Lead Box, and a letter and said that she should make her way to the Fortress of Light. She was to give the box to them along with the note. She arrived at the Fortress in disarray, it seemed that order was on the brink of civil war. She managed to find the good captain Bernard and he read the note and told her this was not a good time to have such a thing in the castle there was evil afoot. He took the box away and handed it to some of his trusted Lt who left with it. She had her fathers pure heart, but her mothers intuition. This told her to leave and go after the Box. She had traveled to the village and found the remnants of a great battle, it seems a force of Bennatarians with white skull helmets had fought and killed the children of light, the box was no where to be seen. A cawing crow brought her attention to a corpse of a soldier of light who was trying to hide the same lead box, but had succumbed to his wounds. She heard three men searching the area, looking for the box. She was able to flee to the local church. She heard them approach and did the only thing she could she prayed. An angelic voice asked that she, if she so chose could take up the mantle of holy warrior, when she accepted a light beam shot unto her filling her with holy warmth.
The Priests of the Tyrant God found her, in prayers and were resolved to end her disobedience. Weilding a blade in one hand, she prepared herself for the onslaught. The large fighter charged foward weilding his sword in two hands. Ducking the swing she hit his opened his stomach cavity. After she slew the first attacker, the same swing blocked the mace of a second. Kicking him away. She say an opening and ran towards it. The Cleric standed in front of her and began to speak. Words of dark power rippled from one of the followers and she felt herself tense, but a warmth of Sul filled her spirit. She resisted and managed to stab the villain in the gullet as she ran out of the holy place. She raced into the wilderness, persued by the remaining two. She got to her Horse and was leaving when she though she saw a man being assaulted by a squirrel throwing acorns. He smiled and winked, as bolts of energy flew towards her persuers gving her enough time to reach her horse. She traveled south evading her pursurer. Eventually fate had led her to a Cleric of Kiril. The old priest of Kiril, who had seen visions of Jinny told her she must go to Seaport to find "the lost one" "the lost one would be best to protect the Box” and She “would be the decoy and lead the minions of the dark tyrant astray”.
With a little reluctance she ventured to Seaport. There she knew who would protect the box. She then handed the Secretary of the Acedemy a lead box, some gold and a note to give to the student whose was under under the name Togawa…
Tharen looked out on the open fields, the wheat was growing well under the light of Sul. He looked out to his little house and the fennel seeds garden is doing well, a scarecrow makes sure no birds touch his prized fennel seeds and what lay underneath them. Looking at the scarecrow, made him think of how happy his simple life made him. In the distance he heard thunder, and saw the coming darkness creeping up upon his house. A cold shiver ran up his spine. “It is ironic”, he thought, “this is how it has been since I was born, a pleasant days shattered by darkness and storms”. Memories of what happened long ago crept up on him. He recalled how he had left with the gauntlet, he had thought it best to keep that evil thing with him. He was still young, and stupid. He traveled to Redstone and worked there for a few days. He then journeyed to the Castle Solaris, to find a certain young acolyte, but she had left. It was said she had journeyed south, a brief adventure later, he had learned she had been killed. He was saddened to learn this and it became a reminder of the darkness that (he felt) he had helped release. When he returned to the farm, he had learned that a priest of Bennatar had “questioned” the Redstone family, about his whereabouts, it seems a person in the stone revealed that he had a certain gauntlet. He still felt guilt over Corvin’s incarceration and the mistreatment of the Redstones, so he decided to leave Eroth, Aranthor itself, and move across the sea to Emic. He left that night, and gave a note of confession to be delivered to Jared, to release Corvin (the note was false, stating that it was Tharen that had killed Rydell and blamed Corvin for it). That Day he left, to start a new life far away from Sanction, from Condor, from his past. He thought he would find solace and happiness, each time he did, like the coming storm it was ruined by darkness. The constant thought of being betrayed by trusted friends, and people he trusted takes it toll, even to the strongest man, he had a hard time trusting anyone. The only thing that kept him from going completely paranoid was that fact that Arthas never betrayed him, so that means not everyone will. What did he do to repay his trust, he abandoned him, he should have gone, been by his side, yet another regret added to the list. He was a lonely farmer farming his fields when a strange looking wagon appeared in the distance. Tharen recognized it instantly, and he ran to the house to get his sword. Luckily it was Arthas that had left the house on wheels, the smile on Tharen’s face shown like the sun. Jack came out and was met with a bear hug that nearly broke his spine and a punch that knocked him to the floor. The blow was followed by a firm outstretched hand to help him up. He invited his old friends into his house, the talked about the old times and what had happened in Condor. It was then that Jack saw the boy running in the fields. It seemed that a village not to far away was being harassed by an evil sorcerer who had taken some of the folks for unknown reasons. The boy had strange markings Tattoos of some sort, he told him that he was being followed by hunters, minions of this sorcerer. Once again evil had come to a place he loved, and once again Arthas was at his side.
Together the companions defeated the minions, but the sorcerer vanished. The remnants of the Fennel Company moved and found the sorcerers hideout. The group managed to once again overcome evil and saved the villagers who were all marked. Jak found some documents that this sorcerer was an apprentice to the chancellor of the mark. He was conducting some kind of experiment with some ancient runes, but the exact reason was destroyed with the sorcerer. Jak left with the information with a promise to take it to Harren hall.
Tharen found something else that day, a pretty young lady. Tharen fell in Love and after a proper courtship was married in the light of Sul. Tharen had never been happier. He had his farm, his wife, and Arthas set up a blacksmith shop in the local village.
As the memories faded with a smile, he made his way home with his horse and an empty cart, he had just come from market. His eldest son Arthas Tharenson greats him at the gate, except for his jet black hair he was the spitting image of Tharen at his age. His middle son, Corvin, smiled and gave his father a hug. Arthas and Corvin took his horse, as he entered the house, he was greeted by a golden haired beautiful woman, his daughter Jinny. Every time he sees her it brings fond memories of happy summer days in Condor, those thoughts always gets shattered by memories of his foster father Villas screaming and yelling. Tharen rarely smiled, but seeing his family always did that, even if it was forced sometimes. His wife had passed several winters ago, the same to a magical sickness that had taken countless lives, the same sickness that was still taking lives, adding another regret to a long line of regrets. “Daddy, are you OK”, he forced a smile again and said “Yes honey”. His second Daughter Kira looked back at him and said “No, you were thinking of Mom again, weren’t you”, she said giving that knowing look that her mother gave. Kira was different than the others, she had a bit of mischief in her more so than his other children, and she reminded him of Rydell, wild and untamable. Though they butted heads and yelled he loved her. This time the smile was not forced and he hugged her knowing that no matter how much she rebelled she loved him back. “C’mon Dad Let me go” she said. Thoughts of Rydell caused Tharen to think of how one year had changed him. How he went from innocent child looking at the golden fields lighted by sunshine, bonding with loyal friends, to seeing the heart of Darkness and Betrayal. Most of all he had known loss, in that one year, loss of all that was precious to him. He returned to reality but as always those memories were a reminder to teach his children, make sure they know there is darkness in this world, but as the sun rises each morning, so will the darkness. Jinny smiled grabbed her sword and said, “Stop thinking about the past dad, it won’t change anything, besides it time for lessons”. He smiled again and called, “Little Jack, Edris come down here it is time for lessons”. Edris and Little Jack were twins, they both had the gift like Arthas. “Lessons again!, bemoaned Kira she would of course leave the lessons early. He had been paranoid since that year, and made it a point to teach his children, as soon as they could hold a sword, his wife never understood why. She also never understood the reason why he slept with a dagger under his pillow, but it is funny how one year changed a man. He had to admit, both his sons Arthas and Corvin are expert swordsman, but his daughter Jinny, she was almost his equal. After Practice they had a quiet dinner, and Jinny prepared a basket for Old Woman Jenkins. He made the hour journey to old woman Jenkins house, she was an old widow whose son and husband had passed long ago, and if it wasn’t for Tharen’s generosity she would have probably died of starvation. Doing these good deeds always satisfied him like a drug, Tharen was too stubborn to give that up.
When he returned home he was greeted by the Twins. “Story time, Story Time!!” yelled the twins together, and Little Jack lit a candle with his mind. This made Tharen remember his close friend Arthas, and laugh from the heart. He told the gathered crowd, of the adventures of the fennel company, in far away Eroth. The part of Tharen was played by Thomas in the stories, Rydell and Victor never betrayed him, they both died as heroes in his stories, Corvin killed the villain Andovan, and good always triumphed over Evil in his stories. The oldest knew this was not true, but the younger ones filled there heads with adventure. These were only stories, not real, he recalled to himself the reality of what really had happened haunts him even here.
The happiness was shattered by a knock on his door, it was the local constable. Kira had gotten herself into real trouble and had disappeared. He went to the village and found Arthas who recounted the story of how Kira was in at the inn when a merchants from Amicus trading consortium entered. There was an incident and Kira in self defense killed one of them. Tharen did not know what to do when luck would have it Jak showed up. Jak, formulated a plan, he would take Kira whom Arthas had hiddened to Seaport (?) and enroll her in the Acedemy as his own child. Tharen hated the plan but loved his daughter and knew she did not do it out of maliciousness. Together the pair returned home, Kira said her good buys and Tharen gave her a golden jewelry chest that he was saving for when she got married. With one final kiss she left that night.
So, time past, he looked on the fields of golden wheat, he entered the gate once again greeted by the sound of “grandfather is home” from the gathering children. Arthas and Corvin, his oldest children had gotten married and had many children (Arthas and his wife take care of Tharen in his old age). He thought of his other children, Edris and Little Jack Tharenson had the same wanderlust that their namesakes had, they left a winter ago to find glory and fortune, with a key to how to open a lead box. Jinny Tharen, had left for the order of illumination at the Fortress of Light 4 winters ago, an expert swordswoman in the style of Thomas, she was better than Tharen, the best swordsman or woman that he had ever seen. She was still learning, but her soul was pure, she was almost incorruptible. To her, he gave a lead box (which Arthas had made) and had her swear to protect its contents till she got to Fortress of Light, then she would turn it over to the order. He wrote a letter to give to the captain about the box, he never told her who had the key. He mostly remember Kira, he missed her so, he had heard she was doing well in the Acedemy or at least that what Jak had said. It has been a long time since he had seen her.
He smiled as his Grandchildren crowded around him, his oldest grandchild also named Tharen recalled that he had just come from town, a strange Cleric in a white skull helmet had visited Arthas asking him about Tharen… Tharen hated destiny, but always met it head on… He got up and told his son he was heading to town to meet some old friends. He went to his room and returned with his sword. He looked at his family, smiled, for all the darkness, he thought, the light still shines through. For the first time in his life, Tharen was happy, truly happy. He left the farm for the second time in his life, prepared to meet his fate
When alone, Dorien pulls fang from his sheath.
“I want to apologize, I know we don’t see eye to eye with the way we go into combat, but how can I continue to ignore the greatest weapon ever known to me? I have been such a fool, I want to unlock your true potential and use you as a worthy weilder of Fang the mighty. Teach me fang, what do I do? If you do not want this I can understand, but how can I deny the first best thing that has happened to me? I want to weild you, but will allow it??”
I just thought of something that kinda makes sense to my little brain.
The god of commerce could indeed be Gilidan the god of knowledge..
This would make sense as to why the god of knowledge is freeport's biggest temple..
the book symbol is a book of ledgers.. he could be the god of scribes, and numbers (addition etc) hence that is why his aspect includes commerce.
What do you think?
Well as we morn the lost of Savanah i shall tell u a story. Savahana was not the brightest of characters as we have all come to see. In her lastest downfall she had killed a bunch of villagers. Now she believed it was selfdefence not realizing she could just change into a bird and fly away from the mob but she did what she believed was right. As her punchishment Father Cain binded her to serve a village for one year for every village person that she killed. The punshishment was fair enough as Savanah agreed to it. As the story continued the group went after the chancler and entered a thick fog. Savahana entered and appeared back in the village and there was the mob she had killed. She started off smarter this time as she tried to fly away but turned out no magic was available. The mob started to throw cabbaige and tomatoes at her. With no magic available the only thing she could think of was slaying the mob. They were already dead what was the worst that could happen she thought. Turned out that her sin of wrath brought her to the darkside and working with the Chancler. when the party rejoined Savanah was against them. Her only thought was that they could not leave there alive. Savahana went to take down Lenok first with memory rot. When he could he summoned his monsters who took down Savanah. The party beat the chancler and lost Savanah in the battle. Savanah went down fighting for what she thought was right. Maybe the party will get another druid that has more intellagence and doesnt forget or trade its aniamal companion. too be continued….