I am going to post my campaign journal here, feel free to read along. We play every Saturday, so I hope to keep updating every week.
The story so far.
Our group all grew up in the depressing, dreary, and damp town of Diamond Lake. Our group of friends is somewhat large. (Our group consists of a Gnome Gninja, a Dwarf Dwarlock, 1 Half Orc Barbarian, a Wood Elf Fighter, a Spellscale Bard, a human Dragon Shaman, And a Grey elf Wizard (my sister) and a grey elf cleric of Pelor (me)) Since we all knew each other (if you look at the make up of the 1000 person town, we made up the entire 1% of non humans. It's easy to stick together when you are all "freaks") we became friends and are desperately looking for a way out of the town, fame or fortune.
4/14/07
We heard of some "adventurers" talking about investigating a cairn outside of town. Little did they know, that was just the local necking place for teenagers. However, it got my bookworm sister thinking and she said she found an old map which showed the location of an abandoned mine. So, we all took a day off and headed out to the cave. Stopping at an old crumbling house, we found the entrance and headed inside.WOLVES! BY PELOR! I thought wolves were just dogs, but I was wrong. They savaged the Barbarian, and hurt the gninja before we were able to dispatch them. I never knew wolves would attack people. I guess we had cornered them and forced them to fight.
After searching around, we found some strange lanterns and a tomb which moves. After playing around with it, we were attacked by a SWARM OF ACID BEATLES and a GIANT SPIDER SLASHY THINGY! It was only by the grace of Pelor and the Aura's of the dragon Shaman that we all survived. Since the party was ravenged by such a relentless assault, we decided to head back to the city to rest, and sell a strange armband. Since the lanterns were magical, we kept them as we felt there was more to the puzzle...
You should post this in the campaign journal section.