I have been waiting a long time to break out the campaign, so forgive me if I am late to this party. This is my first attempt at a Campaign Journal, so hopefully my writing will get better as this goes along.
I will be posting these prologues as a means to introduce the characters and NPCs that will come back as the story progresses and buy me a little time to get some sessions built up to keep the story moving along the way.
Prologue 1 - Wilford Smythe (Rog1)
<Godsday 18th of Reaping in the Year of the Sundered Plains> (-20 years from the Year of the Fallen Dragon)
"You are over reacting Tobias and if you could see past your anger as a father, you would see that trying the man for breaking an archaic tradition is not the way to...”
The sound of Tobias’ heavy gauntleted fist slamming down against the desk that divided the two men denied life to the words Larras had wanted to give voice. Larras could see Tobias’ labored breathing as the other man fought to contain the anger that colored the paladin’s normally calm visage a deep shade of red and when his friend spoke, his words we sharp and clipped with fury barely held in restraint.
"I would have the man's head on a spike in front of the temple if I could Larras, and do not presume that because I have given my vows to uphold the Holy Scriptures of Heironeous that I am not considering casting them aside to defend my family’s honor. I am not so foolish as to think that my daughter is immune from the changes of becoming a woman, but neither should you think me willing to see her affections manipulated and her chastity taken as a trophy for that man to boost of over tavern tales."
Sighing deeply, Larras sat down in one of the simple chairs in the study hoping the gesture would convince Tobias to sit as well and collect himself. The priest knew his friend was angry, but hoped it was not too late to stop him from doing something rash.
"Yet to send him into the mines for something that was consensual? Would you rob him of his prime to soothe your anger? Does that sound like something the Archpaladin would do? Or I ask if this is something that a hurt and embarrassed father with powerful friends that will not question his words or requests is doing?"
Watching as Tobias reached into a drawer and drew out a sealed scroll with the wax emblem of House Dracarius on it, Larras knew that whatever calming he had hoped to bring to his shield brother was too late.
"Brother Larras, you are instructed to arrest Wilford Smythe for the assault of a priestess of Heironeous and transport him to the mining penitentiary of Sasserine. He is guilty and sentenced to spend a term of twenty years seeking atonement for his crimes against the Church. May he find repentance for his ways and seek his salvation daily."
Standing and snapping to attention in a smooth motion, Larras took the extended scroll and raised his other hand into a parade ground perfect salute and answered the only way he knew would allow him to leave without provoking his friend further.
"Heironeous' will be done Paladin.”
Closing the door behind him as he clutched the damning verdict, Larras whispered softly.
“I pray this for both your souls."
