DM Eric's The Prophecy of Icarus Campaign (Inactive)

Game Master Eric Swanson

While we are busy breaking camp I notice Icarus got injured during the fighting.

"Here let me get that for you." I say pulling out my wand of cure light wounds and touching him with it.

1d8 ⇒ 7 Iam unsure what the + is for a wand, regardless Icarus is now at full HP

The wand was created with a caster level of 1, so each charge cures 1d8+1 hp damage.

"Thank you for that Alan, We should start early since we really cant get anymore sleep anyway. Lets head out."

Day 19

You both set out away from the oasis and travel back east towards the city of Qarta Werset. The weather dawns hot, and you both notice several high clouds off in the distance, and also the smell of moisture builds in the air

Several hours after you set out. the bandit prisoner starts to stir to consciousness.

I don't even turn toward the prisoner as I hear him start moving about. I continue to lead the camels and leave him in the uncomfortable position thrown across the camel back. "Ah, glad you are finally deciding to join us. Don't worry, you have only been out a few hours. How do you feel?"

The prisoner struggles against his bonds briefly, the apparently realizes the ropes are bound too tightly. He stops struggling, and then mutters in a weak voice, "Who are you?"

"I am your new master and I have some questions for you, I suggest you answer truthfully. Who do you work for and what was the reason for targeting my caravan?"

Sense motive 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

"Hey, we thought you were an easy target. Camels are worth their weight in gold!"

You do not detect any untruth in his voice.

"Well then, you chose the wrong target. Your leader seemed to have it in his head that he was going to attack me and mine again, why would this be after I have already thoroughly trounced him? How long have you been following him? Just tell me everything you know about him."

Intimidate 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Sense Motive 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

You believe he is sufficiently cowed by the cold look in your eyes, as he starts babbling, "Look, the guy who hired us, we never saw him or 'is face, our boss told us to keep an eye out for one traveling alone, from the oasis! He said ta find out what you was up to, and slow you down if we could. That's all I know, I swear!"

"well, that is definitely interesting. I wonder who has such a grudge against me already. Well the good news is that I am letting you live as a servant to the emperor. The bad news is if you try to leave or attempt to harm me in anyway I will destroy you."

"Uhhh, yeah sure, I mean what's wrong with being a servant, right? Uhh, you mean the Pharoah right?"

Sense Motive 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Does he appear to be sincere or do i expect he is trying to formulate more plans of escape?

He seems to have resigned himself to the fact he is now your slave.

I halt the caravan and and call Alan to the front, "Alan I will need to forage for food for a bit, we are already running low and now we have another mouth to feed." I look pointedly at my new servant. "I take care of my property well, and I expect the same from the two of you, Alan you are going to take my place at the head and... What is your name anyway?"

After he tells me his name I continue

"you will take up Alan's position at the rear."

I will then, with Alan's assistance, carefully take the bandit off the camel he is on and untie him, allowing him to walk around and work out his kinks before moving away from the caravan a small distance to forage for eatables.

Survival 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

"I am Waleed, O' Master. And you are known as...you said you are a servant of the emperor, are you one of those working for the nomarchs?"

You have difficulty in finding food and water, and are only able to find enough for yourself. Alan and Waleed are forced to use the exisiting food and water supplies, fortunately the camels are ok.

Nigthfall is approaching, what do you wish to do?

I make a slight bow toward Icarus, "As you wish, I will take over the responsibility of taking care of Waleed master so that you may occupy yourself with more important matters."

that was from before Icarus went foraging

Once we make camp and are bedding down for the night I will tie up Waleed's hands and tie a rope around his neck, staking the other end to the ground or tieing it up to a bush, basically keeping him secure similar to how we are keeping the camels from running at night.

"All in good time Waleed, all in good time."

Nothing special tonight just the usual watch schedule, Alan first then me, I don't trust Waleed yet.

I apologize for this but I have lost my PC which happens to have my books I was using for the campaign on my HDD...so I cannot update this game at this time, since the description of the city was on there. I will post again when I can.

Thanks for your understanding.

Understandable, lets just call it quits for now, thank you. Never really realized how hard a single player campaign could be until now, no wonder no one wanted to do it lol.

Understandable, lets just call it quits for now, thank you. Never really realized how hard a single player campaign could be until now, no wonder no one wanted to do it lol.

Hey Dementia,

Yeah sorry about this, but my pc was on its last legs. And you are right it is tough for a single player game to DM as well.

Thanks for having me DM for you, and if I start another campaign, I will keep you in mind.

At the oasis, only the wind remains... howling fitfully like the cries of a lost wolf. Out of the miasma of whipping sand appears a woman, dressed in desert fashion, her wide almond eyes regarding the now abandoned oasis with amusement.

Her light, lilting, laughter is carried on the wind. She laughs at the folly of men who test themselves against the legends there were born from and the unrelenting hands of time. With a smile, she turns and vanishes amid the blowing sands.

Only her laughter remains.