The Scales of Justice

Isn't This Magical

Isn’t this magical? (in Fat Bastard voice). We decide to keep this prick Brent alive because it is supposedly the “smart” thing to do. Dragging his sorry ass all the way to Thoradin. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a lot more comfortable now that I am with more of my kind, but it just seems like a giant mistake. Come to find out that Brent has some type of ties to Duergar, fantastic! About 30 of these creatures appear in front of us and explain we’re going to die in so many words.
I hope the others are happy that we’re now facing an army of ogres and orcs just for trying to save this jackass. At least I am here with my kind and not just these morons. Makes me think we may have a fighting chance.

Big Trouble in Little Thoradin

While I know it would have been ethically wrong to let that hot headed dwarf kill our captive, I’m really starting to think I should have looked the other way. We go and take this side trip to Thoradin for the sake of this twerp and everything goes to hell. Literally!

I did get some prime information about Zucco from one of those smelly dwarves. Apparently he is infamous in their community as well. This dirtbag was involved with a massacre and has been seen in the company of some Duergar. What they hell are they right? Well I only had to wait a few minutes to find out because about 30 hellish creatures appear in the courtyard and basically tell us we’re all going down. Thankfully they left before Adric could do something stu..Adric. Close call right?

Whats that? The forces of hell have brought an army of Orcs and Ogres to the front gate? Terrific! I hope we can suit up…in some heavy armor before we take them on. Oh well, lets hope I live long enough to recruit some of these dwarves to help me hunt down Zucco.

If I’m not back in 5 minutes…just wait longer!

The real adventure begins

I certainly am starting to rather enjoy the company of my cohorts, especially the other dwarf. Though from two different backgrounds and even though I do not agree with some of his beliefs, such as wanting to murder our captive friend, a dwarf is a dwarf and it is always good to have someone else who enjoys the art of fighting by my side. I also can tell I am going to get along well with the odd looking fighter. He seems good natured and kind hearted. As for the others, they are tough to gauge right now, but I am sure they will be just as valuable as any other ready to join what appears to be quite an epic journey. After dispatching of some nasty ogres, we returned to my home, only to have our reunion cut short. It seems the Dark Knights and the denizens of Hell are ready to wage war on our realm. We may very well be the only ones who can stop them. My new friends are about to see what the sour end of my warhammer can really do. TO ARMS!!!!


Maybe its the multiple concussions in the past week talking but I’m actually starting to like these guys. The elf broad is a bit uppity but she has a nice dumper on her so I’ll put up with some of her nonsense. Plus she seems like she can hold her own. I’ll be damned if that dwarf isn’t growing on me a little bit. Its cute that he thinks he can get me back, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little startled to see his coin purse hovering over my face. Hats off to him that he was able to sneak in past the the caltrops…too bad he didn’t make it out the same way haha.

On to more important matters… Zucco better hang around those mines in Trueheart for a while. I’d hate to lose him again and be forced to start from scratch. I can’t in good conscience let the Dark Knights ruin another town with their bullshit. Hopefully this trip up north isn’t a total waste ane we can convince the Knights of Solamnia to help out and I can take care of Zucco once and for all.

Going Back North

I’m unsure with these adventurers I find myself with. I question there agendas and why they are truly helping the resistance. We are on our way north to ask for help from the Knights of Solamnia. I am looking forward to seeing some of my old friends, but at the same time, aware that they are involved in a war.

A new adventurer joined our party in Pashin named Sariel. She seems honorable and has a great set of yoga pants (cameltoe galore).

This adventure seems dangerous, but it isn’t anything that the group should be afraid of. Still unsure of Grayson, who decided to lay a trap out for me after expecting I would retaliate with my nut bag on his pretty little lips.

Don't ask the question if you're afraid of the answer...

“This is easy…” I said to myself as I walked through the crowds of people in the streets. People buzzing around running errands, buying goods, spreading gossip but in a way I envy them. They know who they are…maybe not in the deepest sense but on the surface everyone knows their name and address. These people have memories, memories of being young, life lessons, growing up.


I exist…

I exist to fight… or at least that is why I was created. That’s what I’m good at…

I came to this city hoping to find some answers instead I found a group of mismatched adventurers that I am now affiliated with. I don’t mean to speak ill of these men, for I am made up of mismatched parts. It just wasn’t what I was expecting at first, I guess that was my first life lesson: Expect the unexpected.

I do however enjoy the fact that we all have a common goal of helping those in need and that will have to suffice until I get the answers I’m looking for….

I don’t know if I’ll find the answers I’m looking for,

Entry 69
Teabagging Son of a Bitch

I still have those visions of that day. Coming back home to the unexpected rubble. Out of everything I had ever seen on the battlefields this was the worst. It’s been a long time since that day, but I’m not giving up. Today I reached my destination, the town of Pashin. I heard that the town was run by the bastard dark knights and I intended to get more information. I was in the center of town when I suddenly hear this dark knight screaming at these two Kendors. Then out of the corner of my eye I witness this ugly ass fucker (no really, he looked like a big dick) bump into the dark knight. Immediately I go to tap the ugly fuck on the shoulder and the piece of shit just keeps walking. It was at this moment that I hear screams and I turn to see the dark knight yelling in pain with a knife sticking out of his back. I see another dark knight coming to the aid of the injured one and suddenly a halfling steps out, but the dumb shit misses the dark knight. It was at this point that I decided to crush some skull and put my warhammer right through this dark knight. We escaped further confrontation by following the Kendor back to an inn within the town. We discussed the resistance in town and I was introduced to the owner of that knife that landed in the back of the dark knight earlier. I’m not sure how I feel about this guy. One thing I do know is he doesn’t like his beer getting touched, sensitive fucker. I’m trying to rest and this douche thinks he’s going to get away with dipping his tiny ass nuts in my mouth. Asshole must have thought I was sleeping. Took him awhile to wake up after I knocked him out. Needless to say I’m not a big fan of this guy and he’ll eventually taste sweaty dwarven nuts at some point.

I met another dwarf at the inn named Flint who was able to give me a letter from the King of Thorbardin. Hopefully, this will help in my journey.

We got back to the bar in town and listened to the herald speak when a huge brawl breaks out. This is when we see this dark knight Pegrin who the group decides to follow. As were following this guy we wind up witnessing a few dark knights and Pegrin interrogate a Kendor and cut his hand off for stealing something. Of course the ugly fuck (yea the guy who literally looks like a dick) from earlier in the day gives away our position and Pegrin notices that we’re watching.

Later that night we made our way to the dark knight camp which sits just outside the town. Well, all the shit hits the fan when the ugly fuck decides to get caught again and gives away our cover. Needless to say we took care of business and killed all the dark knights in the camp except for one. I have a feeling that may cause us some problems. A little pissed that I didn’t get any more information, but there was no time to interrogate. I’m a little unsure about the group, but it seems that we may all be able to work together for now. I don’t trust that teabagger though.

Onion Bag
One beer, two beers, ten beers, floor

While collecting a bounty in Kurmosti I was able to find out some information on Zucco. My source said he has been spotted around the Trueheart Mines. As I made my way west across Silvanesti I stopped for the night in the small village of Pashin.

After grabbing some food I was heading through the center of town when I saw a couple Dark Knights harassing two Kenders. I wanted to stay out of it but it looked like they were going to be injured. I threw one of my daggers at the Knight hoping to hit his arm and stop him. If I didn’t have that 4th mug of ale with my meal it might have worked. Instead it landed right in the bastards back.

A halfling tried to finish the job but missed. Then, of all things a dwarf stepped in to finish the job. Before I know what happened the Kenders lead us all down the alley and into the basement of the inn.

Over a beer we discussed the resistance and this little group of ours agreed to help the people of Pashin get the Dark Knights to leave. Then, the FUCKING dwarf tries to take my beer! Is he out of his mind? This is why I tell people, dwarfs are only good for tossing. I figured it wouldn’t be a good idea to pop this little bastard in the mouth at that particular moment so I pretended it was all in good fun.

As a group we decided to rest a bit before heading out to do some recon. I grabbed one last pint and headed upstairs to my room. I passed the dwarfs room and I could see that he was fast asleep. I snuck into his room and dropped my ballbag right into his open mouth. As I tried to sneak away that last pint came back to bite me in the ass.

The dwarf wakes up, I’m standing there with my pants around my ankles. The dwarf put 2 and 2 together and comes after me. I kept him at an arms length…literally palming his dumb face so he couldn’t hit me with those stubby limbs of his. I was able to talk him down, convince him it was just a joke. I woke up a couple hours later.

Fucking Dwarf!

This isn’t over.
~ G


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