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I'm currently playing in MillerHero's Rise of the Runelords campaign, and I've been keeping a journal from my character's point of view. I've been told it's funny, so without further ado I present for your consideration the living google document:
https://docs.google.com/Doc?docid=0AYFsJJhdb3ZrZGZuZjlzOHFfMGM4OXZtdmZy& ;hl=en
I already know more than I'd like to about the rest of the adventure path, thanks to my obsession with the "random page" link on the pathfinder wiki-- If you don't mind, please avoid posting spoilers in this thread for things I haven't encountered yet!
As you readers may notice, things have been added to the adventure. The players don't know which is adventure and which is added, though.
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RPG Superstar 2012 Top 8
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1 Kuthona, 4707 AR
The things I’ve seen this year have taught me all I need to know about adventure. I can’t deny the good we’ve done in stamping out this cult, but I can’t help wishing I hadn’t drawn Shayliss into all the violence. When the weather improves, I’m going to take her back to Sandpoint for a little while. She’s asked me to take her to Korvosa first, and it’s tempting, but we have unfinished business in Sandpoint. I have a few donations to make to the academy, and with a little luck I can get the Pathfinder Society to finance an excavation in the ruins underneath the cliffs that could really put Sandpoint “on the map,” so to speak. I expect that Ven and Solsta won’t be happy to see me, but I’m sure we can come to an understanding.
Before we can go anywhere, of course, we should see to Turtleback Ferry. They’ve lost so many of their men and the gambling barge that was bringing tourists all the way from Magnimar-- the town needs some industry besides fishing, or it’s likely to wither and die, and the fort won’t be garrisoned. On top of it all, the weather is absolutely terrible. This has been the wettest fall anyone can remember, and thanks to the constant rains I’ve attained a local celebrity for being able to magically dry and warm the locals’ sodden garments. For their own reasons, this seems to impress them more than our defeat of the ogres.
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4 Kuthona, 4707 AR
On my morning walk though the town several people stopped to mention how they were looking forward to tonight’s dance. I didn’t stop to talk at length with any of them, since I’d heard there were some new arrivals overnight looking for me and I thought to catch them in their temporary lodgings at the church. It was hardly the ninth hour yet, but I was greeted as I approached by the unmistakable sound of fiddle and drum. As I dashed inside, they were joined by a hurdy-gurdy. Few things at that moment could have made me happier-- I think my shamisen playing may be a little avant-garde for the villagers, and magically summoned instruments never ring quite as true. Most importantly, more musicians to take the stage means more turns about the floor with Shayliss for me.
Discussions with mayor Shreed are going well; though expanding the town’s industry would involve either a monster fishing expedition to make safe Claybottom lake, or careful negotiations with the fey that inhabit the Shimmerglens over logging. I expect Eli, Pocco and Nizari would enjoy a good monster hunt, and a gar the size the local fishers talk about would make a fearsome trophy. On the other side of things, Shreed has offered up his own expertise with divine magic to help rebuilding of fort Rannick and I believe I’ll take him up on it. I’ve heard certain clerics can shape stone like putty, and if it’s within his ability he could do with a day’s work repairs that might take a company of masons all month. Under Eli’s expert guidance, of course.
Shayliss has meanwhile explored the rest of the fort and uncovered a few secret nooks and crannies. I was afraid she’d be bored here, but she’s spent many an evening watching Thana knit. Speaking of, I wonder how long she intends to make that scarf of hers-- it nearly drags on the ground already.
Jakardros and Shalelu left in the night, almost as soon as the messy business with Kaven the Traitor was concluded. Again, as with Tsuto, I can’t shake my misgivings about how it all turned out. There are forces in the world that can influence thinking, and Lamia are believed to command no small power of enchantment. Unfortunately I didn’t have the magic or the time to find out the truth in either case. It gives me the creeps to think that I or one of my friends may be vulnerable to the same type of evil influence.
On happier matters, resupplying the fort is going well. The town’s bowyer is busy setting up a dozen good longbows, and Vale and Annaleigh have agreed to stay and assume command of the fort on a day-to-day basis. I have an idea which may put down one of the ogres’ main advantages. It involves dangling lanterns from long poles as if fishing from the fort’s walls, but I may need some help to work out the engineering.
We had a setback in our supply shipments when the river was briefly diverted, but Eli tells me he put it back on track after defeating some sort of devil that had magically blocked up the riverbed. A cadre of merchants arrived with uncannily good timing, and I suspect they may have been behind the river trouble-- it’s just the Chelish way to consort peacefully while you’re wary and then strike like an asp as soon as you drop your guard.
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5 Kuthona 4707 AR
The dance was a wild success, but this morning Tatchey* informed me that I’ve been having strange dreams after each of these Starday dances. Try as I might, I can’t remember them. Tatchey can’t recall the details either, only a disturbing sense of urgency.
*Tatchey is my psicrystal; it’s a common name for good luck charms. Tatchey means “true” in Varisian, and oddly enough, it’s also how the Thassilonian rune for truth is pronounced.
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7 Kuthona 4707 AR
I cried last night, though I’m not sure if even Shayliss saw me. I’ve seen good friends killed in the last months, but this was something different. The day began with a monstrous surge in the skull river that flooded half the town. As we raced back to help, we saw Tabitha, a little girl who had been running errands for us in town, crushed to death in the coils of a giant river snake. It was heartbreaking, but we barely had time to get her schoolmates up onto the roof of a nearby house before we were attacked by a local legend-- Black Maga, the monster long rumored to dwell out of sight in the Storval Deep. We managed to keep it away from the frightened townfolk until the current carried it on into Claybottom lake. Until we can find some way to defeat it, I don’t expect there to be much fishing in the lake. It grabbed onto Eli, and he might not have escaped if he hadn’t cleverly activated his boat token and let the boat take his place in the monster’s grasp. I hope I can do some research and find a weakness we can exploit before we have to face it again.
Once the immediate danger had passed, I announced to the town that anyone whose home had been damaged was welcome to take what they could carry and travel with us to fort Rannick. Quite a few more people volunteered than I expected, from looking at the extent of the flooding, and we worked our way up the muddy trail to the fort and spent the night there. Eli, Thana, Pocco, Nizari and I are leaving in the morning for Skull crossing to see what’s happened to the dam.