TOPIC: R3 2018: Out of the Abyss

I'll pick a card next time...

The monk's hand reaches out. His disciplined mind controlling the desire to avoid placing his life entirely in the hands of fate.

He tells himself that the benefits to be gained could mean the difference between success and failure of the quest. The lives of thousands could depend on him, and the strength of those opposing is not in doubt. Doubt. Then very thing than has driven him to pick a card. Doubt in his own abilities, doubt in his comrades. Doubt, the mistress of something far worse... FEAR.
His hand touches the deck, a card seems to leap into his grasp. He pulls it towards his chest, concentrating his will, and turning the card over...

The emerald multifaceted cube seems to grow out of the card. The pure emerald colour surrounds, and engulfs, and becomes the only place in existence. the green gel hardens and the monk is left only with awareness.... instinctively he realises that this , alone with his own thoughts is a torture that will last... forever....


The vision clears. The cards are spread in front of him, the vision is still so clear and frightening was it premonition or warning, his hand begins to reach out.

SUCH IS THE POWER OF THE FABLED DECK OF MANY THINGS. it's power to tempt and to torture, to reward and to punish, to twist fate and preserve reason. Each card drawn creates its own story and changes the world. He knows this and still he draws...

session 3.7 scott, hugh, steve, paul, aka

Drow picks a card! The sun!
[TREASURE] gain a level and gauntlets of ogre power
The druid mumbles some bitter remark abouts wishin he'd drawn that
through the woods to Mirabar
Alfec the ferryman directs them to the silver birch in the street of soldiers
Grolsh hands out the booze
Mirabar, city of trade bars, squat houses, squat people and good roads!
Rooms for the night
Tales of demonic giant crows
Grolsh hands out the booze
A barge to Gauntlgrym
An audience with King Bruenor and the faction heads
Eldeth is up the duff
Grolsh hands out the booze
"Go to Mantol Derith, seek out the one with the map to the secret library of the underdark"
[TREASURE] eight zhentish thugs, sheild guardian & eight giant riding lizards
Teleport to entrance to the underdark
Down, down to goblin town...

Found a pic of your character Aka...

Minus the tits

a huge, grotesque parody of an ape-pig-thing flaps down from ceiling of the chamber. small flecks of skin slough from its rough hide