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A question of Kin Eleanor Straightened her novice robes and fussed with her hair, she picked up her symbol to Shar. Speaking the words of magic the symbol morphed in her hand to that of Helm. “Goddess, grant me the wit and cunning to do what must be done” She said in thankful prayer. Walking out into the still under construction streets she made her way to the temple of Helm. As she approached the temple her usual group of devotee’s gathered to her. She greeted each one in turn and then ventured inside. Within the temple the group went about their daily activities of worship and temple duties, word has spread that Eleanor was Jacob’s sister. This had been intentional, a whisper here and a comment there from Eleanor’s cult would find all the ears of all that attend the temple. Jacob had little to no contact with his new found sister, he was as always stoic and business like. He would show her no favouritism at all. Eleanor had used this to her advantage, her activities had as yet not drawn attention from Jacob. As the days duties drew to a close she assembled her cult in the centre of the temple. “The time is drawing near to act” She spoke with her usual charismatic diction “we are here observe the true worship of Helm!” The gathered cult members all nodded in agreement, she had gathered a group of twenty so far all devoted to The True Watching. The True Watching had begun to gather steam under Eleanor, its principle aim to worship Helm and oppose the false teachings of Jacob. Eleanor gestured and spoke the words of a spell, casting a barrier of sound reflection. “We may speak freely now brothers and sisters.” She said crossing her arms “We the truly devout are protected!” The assembled cultists relaxed, they all sat down as though in quiet contemplation. “We should strike down Jacob the False!” one of the cultists said. Eleanor smiled as she answered, spreading her arms as though welcoming them all in. “Helm wishes this, I agree however should we fail none will hear Helm’s true words” She stated. “We must be careful in our actions, we cannot afford to fail in this our holy mission” The cultists all murmured their assent. “Helm came to me!” She said raising her arms above her head “We are to show the world that Jacob is not devout!” Eleanor went to each cultist and threw her arms around them, whispering into their ears and muttering spells. The meeting broke and Eleanor released her spells on the temple, only the faintest hint of arcane energy remained. In town rumours started to spread, they started in the theatre district and were spoken by the actors. The worst of which being that Jacob started a temple close to a rogue girl’s brothel, to feed his own wicked lusts. He desired the girl and when she denied him his advances he had her killed. Jacob would start to draw curious looks and snickers as he walks past people. (Eleanor, sister of Jacob)

Fliers can be found circulating in the new town, advertising the Sombre Songstress' performance they read thusly: The Songtress Sings! (A youtube link to a song that I think is fitting)

he arrow points to where i am!!!

WickedWayz . said: he arrow points to where i am!!! haha oh dear!

When I get the chance I'll post some house pictures for everyone. Oh... Stay warm Wicked!

Historical Touchstones for some of the local NPC rulers So, these Koryon characters are actually on Wikipedia from what's known about them in real Earth history. Who knew? High General Chungbu (Current NPC) <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeong_Jung-bu" rel="nofollow">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeong_Jung-bu</a> Grand General Yi Bang (Current NPC) <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yi_Ui-bang" rel="nofollow">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yi_Ui-bang</a> General Yi Ko (RIP) <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yi_Go" rel="nofollow">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yi_Go</a> General Che Won (RIP) <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chae_Won" rel="nofollow">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chae_Won</a> There is a Korean historical-drama TV show about these guys. The show is called Age Of Warriors. It is 3 seasons (more than 150 episodes, I think) in Korean language with English sub-titles possible. For your research! Under Chungbu's wikipedia, where it talks about the Coup, the campaign analog for that is when the Koryon Military Generals displaced the Portlandio City Council. That happened around level 3-4, a couple years ago! Wiki-quotes, with DM edits: After the coup d'état in 1170 (2015), the leaders of the revolution began to feud with each other. Generals Yi-Ko and Che Won were killed (assassinated / executed) by General Yi-Bang for treason. Then Yi-Bang visited ChungBu, who adopted him as a son, only for a while. Here is a campaign-shifted edit of the Yi-Bang wikipedia entry. YI BANG was a military ruler of Portlandio Region during the Koryon period.&nbsp;General Yi-Bang's main legacy remains the purging of scholars during his co-governance with ChungBu. Before the arrival of Yi-Bang, the scholar class had more influence in the government to the extent that the warrior-class was greatly mistreated. With the shifting of power from scholar-class to warrior-class, Portlandio faced a new era. Yi originated from the Jeonju Yi clan (전주이씨; 全州李氏) --- with dragonish blood. He subsequently joined the military and rose in ranks, becoming a minister in the Portlandio government --- and began to climb ranks in the Celestial Bureaucracy. In August 1170, he joined the Koryon warrior rebellion, which occurred in defiance against the typically scholar/minister/merchant ruled Portlandio. Primary leaders of this rebellion was Chung-Bu and Yi-Ko who found that warrior-class treatment was truly unfair and planned a coup e tat to establish a warrior government. Portlandio City Council was soon disposed and the new warrior-class ministers set up a puppet political leader. Yi-Bang was named as one of the key figures in the new regime with the title of High Merit Minister (壁上功臣) and given special privileges along with the other ministers. When Yi-Ko tried to plot a coup and get hold of a dictatorship in 1171, Yi, under the orders of General ChungBu purged and murdered Yi Ko. With ChungBu, Yi-Bang increased the size and power of the military and attracted military-class administrators to the regime and appointed these men to national offices which were previously reserved for scholar-class Portlandion ministers. --- Now getting up to the current time-period in Homebrew World campaign timeline --- During his co-governance with ChungBu, Yi-Bang also faced a series of Monk uprisings from different shrines around the nation. Due to the increasing uprisings, Yi-Bang himself commanded his forces to put down these rebellions and raid Monk shrines. With his powerful forces, he swept the nation and raided and pillaged these shrines. Downfall and Death of Yi Bang --- This part has not happened in the campaign yet and events below this point may still be changed by PC's or DM. Yi-Bang, attempting to put down ChungBu and consolidate more power, tried to appoint his daughter as Royal Prince consort, an action which did not fulfill objective but instead further endangered Yi Bang's political situation. Yi-Bang put down the monk rebellions, which put Yi-Bang on the peak of the power. Then Yi-Bang began to oppress Followers Of Thor & Helm & other deities, executed many civilian administrators and scholars, abused royal family members and forced the Crown Prince to marry his daughter. His despotic reign caused the grief of many people, and finally in 1174, a chain of rebellion that lasted for 50 years began. Due to this action, another Invasion force, led by ChungBu's son ChungGun subsequently murdered Yi-Bang and his supporters and removed his daughter from the royal family. With the law and order crumbling over the whole nation, ChungBu decided not to retire from politics even though he was at his late 70's. His son ChungGun, backed by his powerful father, accepted bribes from many officials who tried to gain more power and support from the reigning family; even ChungBu's servants and slaves took bribes from politicians and brawled with some of them on the street. Politics drifted toward iniquity, and many people thought another coup d'état was necessary to put an end on ChungBu unjust rule.&nbsp; However, soon enough, Chungbu was also murdered and the young and righteous _________ took power. (Fill in the blank, possibly with a PC or NPC). In the end, _____________ (possible PC or future NPC), revolted against ChungBu in October 1179, murdering ChungGun and General Song. ChungBu was arrested for corruption and treason, and executed in public few days later. Basically I copy-pasted the Earth-historical Wikipedia pages and edited certain proper nouns and situations to fit how it has proceeded in our D&D campaign. This is to give additional context and background to any interested Players.

Cool stuff, I watch alot of Korean, Japanese and Chinese drama. I'll have to check the show out.

Journal Notes 3/14 Ahhh it feels good to be back in the swamp. It feels like ages since I have felt at home. It is quite amusing watching the priest struggle with the terrain, a bit of comic relief along the way. I am sure that Laffitte will have someone who has heard of this monstrous frog that has supposedly been terrorizing this place.... oh wait a minute... fires? Statues? No, humans and beasts turned to stone. HOLY SHIT WHAT ARE THESE ROOSTER, BAT, LIZARD ABOMINATIONS.&nbsp; Glad that fight is over. I would be happy to never see those creatures again... unfortunately the pixie decided to re-animate their corpses. Just great &gt;.&gt; Worst part is I overheard him talking to himself... wondering if he can stitch the heads together. Necromancers. Let's see what troubles Laffitte shall we?

Journal 21/03/2017 The Swamp A classic sonnet We trudged a path through this pestulant swamp Our boots filled with slurry The festering mud preventing our hurry My skin victim to many a gnats chomp Oh that I were back at the theatre with a good man or woman to romp This stink in my hair can it be removed I worry Onward to town, ill have to hurry I'll jump in a bath without cerimony or pomp!

Defined by pain A possible betrayal Fuku realized now that the rumors about these challengers of destiny were all true. Any that walked with them would be changed at best and killed at worse. Wether it be by some curse or just that they faced down creatures and groups that none else dared she did not yet know. What she did know however was that her bones ached, she sat in a piping hot mud bath the mud up to her waist as she looked into a steamed up mirror. Drawing her hand across the mirror she saw the tired looking Oni woman staring back at her. Her eyes were bloodshot and she had dark rings around them. She rolled the pipe between her lips and some of the ash fell from the end, sending small sparks into the soothing mud. Never before now had she been struck by magic so potant, she imagned a tree being hit by lighting. She had once as a girl seen a cherry blossom tree burning after taking a lighting strike, that tree had never blossomed again. She rolled her head slowly feeling the muscles in her neck protest and her spine give a pop. She had been fortunate there was a skilled healer with them, A Jacob of the God Helm. "I'd have died there, facing the Elemental" she commented out loud, reaching into the mud and spreading it through her still long but rough hair. The layering was uneaven now, singed off in places from the fire of the first monster and then the lightning delived by the pixxi necromancer. The hot mud felt good against her scalp and she sighed in contentment. She looked over at her sword, the blade had been sharpened almost impossibly as a result of the won bet. She felt great pride as she reguarded her weapon, her back twitched under the mud. She still felt the point of an arrow she had taken in the back during her fight with the Elemental. "If he ment to kill me, he did a good job" She spoke to her weapon, it gave no reply. "He struck me down as I fell." "Perhaps he has been sent by the Black Dragon to block my mission to Lord Yi Bang, we do not know who he is yet. I do not even know his name. He moves and sneaks like a ninja" "she stood up out of the mud and looked over at her Samurai, all were in various stages of undress and were drinking and socializeing in the mud baths. "Rukia! come here" She motioned to one of her subordinates. Rukia apporched her commander and bowed "Yes Fuku, how can I serve you?" she asked respectfully. "I would have you watch the new comer to our group, you are aware of what transpired in our battle with the Froghemoth. I want to assertain if he is working for the enemy or is mearly a bad shot." Fuku crossed her arms under her chest, mud dripping into the pool at her legs. "As you wish commander" Rukia said bowing and leaving the mudbath house. The other Samurai watched and listened awaiting any further instructions. She eyed them and smiled "relax brothers and sisters, we won a great victory today!" The Samurai cheered and went back to drinking and talking, Fuku felt the mud on her back getting cold and slid back down into the hot pool her mind turning to this new comer. To shoot her in the back and make light of it was a grave insult. She looked over at her weapon, the extension of her will to kill. She could feel it's hunger to taste blood again, would it be the blood of the Black Dragon or the newcomer. Only time would tell. But now was not the time to take lives, she needed rest and release she would attend the betting ring and find amusement there. Perhaps if a man or woman caught her eye spend the night. # (Fuku roaring after being burned by the First monster) (Fuku fighting Airen's crazed Elemental to the death, as she takes an arrow in the back from Sebastian)

Sounds like you guys have been having FUN... Too bad that new Stronghold doesn't run itself... (All moved into the new house. Just unpacking everything. Should be able to play this coming session but will be a little late due to the new drive.)

First post from the new house... Aww yeah!

Congrats man! We expect pictures of the new castle! You better get your ass in here though.... I keep having to throw out hail-marys and Lex's characters end up facing the brunt of it. If you don't hurry he is eventually going to run out of ideas for new characters.

Chris said: Congrats man! We expect pictures of the new castle! You better get your ass in here though.... I keep having to throw out hail-marys and Lex's characters end up facing the brunt of it. If you don't hurry he is eventually going to run out of ideas for new characters. Haha I am glad I made a warrior type this time!&nbsp;

Journal Notes 3/21 It seems that the cockatrice were the ones causing mayhem within Laffite. Even so they used the creatures in a fighting pit in order to gamble. I offered Pucks abominations as entry to this game of chance. He didn't seem to thrilled by the proposition, &nbsp;but agreed to it so that he could study them more. I figured best case scenario we could make a handsome profit - worst case we would be rid of Puck's things. Both outcomes are to my liking. I won the first prize, but in the second entry failed... Puck's creatures dying once again. As glad as I was to be rid of the things I could see that Puck really liked them so I gave him my prized ring of protection as consolation. I had a wonderful night's rest in Laffite with Lian by my side. In the morning we ventured out in the direction we had been guided. I didn't realize how much I missed the swamp until returning. All of this time spent in hot dry places that dry out my skin and sap my energy I forgot how good the moist and humid swamp felt. The others don't seem to agree. Jacob keeps complaining about "freaking swamp stuff" all up in every crevice. On the way to investigate we were attacked by a gang of my kin. It still saddens me to see my people resort to such acts. Fending off the ambush we pressed on eventually coming across bushels of eye stalks protruding from the swamp. These ended up being appendages of this "frog behemoth." Scouting ahead puck was snatched mid air by the beast's foul tongue as it emerged from the water. The creature seemed to be impervious to most of our magical attacks and many of us were close to being defeated by this thing. It wrapped one of its tentacles around my waist, squeezing me and pulling me towards its nasty maw. I attempted to teleport it to the fiery volcano that we recently adventured to, but once again it shrugged off my magic. In an attempt to free me from the beast's grasp one of the others shattered a potion across my chest. Moments later I found myself shifting in to the ethereal plane. I was immediately spotted by various creatures who began moving towards me. In my extremely weakened state I knew that if any of these creatures were hostile I didn't stand a chance. I muttered the words and transported once again to Haven. There I consumed all of my healing potions as the previous potions effect wore out. It hit me... since I transported to Haven on the ethereal plane if I were to return that is precisely where I would end up. I had no way to quickly return to my companions... I fear the worst.&nbsp; Rather than return to the ethereal plane I decided to take the hidden portal within Haven to Airentown. While approaching the portal I noticed various other vortices. Curious and a bit concerned I entered several of them. They seem to be additional gateways to other dimensions similar to haven... although potentially more dangerous. This intrigues me... but also worries me if others can freely enter haven... or Airentown. The last gateway that I entered I immediately began to be chased by more creatures... what a day. Not knowing where I was or what these creatures were I couldn't chance it. I teleported back to Haven and then returned to Airentown. I must find Torvald+Baradin and return to the swamp although it is probably too late.

Aging is Hard. Sometimes, I look back at myself and wonder if I overreacted about my advanced aging after coming out of the spell that made me a Goblin. After all, just because I LOOKED older didn't mean I actually was. On top of that, the age might give more credit when I offered my superior intellect. But, getting as far as I have now, I can say for sure that I don't think so. Sure, there's something to be said about looking as old as you are wise, but there's also a little piece of me I felt was ripped away when I became almost me again. I might not only be able to fix what fate has done to me to my old self, I might be able to return to my friends I met in Portlandio even better than I was before. Possibly even better than that, if I find the Fountain of Youth, I could make them almost as great as myself. I hope to look as I did, that time before, but even I know there's a chance that I might not gain that back. If that happens, I can at least take solace in knowing that I will no longer age once it's all said and done and I take my drink. My search draws me ever closer, the gaps in knowledge grow less great. Too bad I miss them sometimes. I shall see them soon...Assuming they haven't gotten themselves killed...

Journal Notes 3/21 The tales we were told indicated that it was simply one froghemoth causing all of the chaos, but it would seem that is not the case. They seem attracted to this region of this swamp... possibly to mate. Setting up camp here was definitely not one of my brighter ideas. After finding what we THOUGHT would be a safer area to rest we were ambushed by some sort of undead who had the ability to regenerate. Puck seemed to obliterate them from existence... this necromancy seemed odd to me. It was in many ways very similar to how the holy man, Jacob, would turn undead... but much... much darker. Once we were finally able to rest through the night we returned to where the first froghemoths were found. Low and behold two more lay in wait. Fortunately for us we had the assistance of Torvald and Baradin this time increasing our power exponentially. After a bit of effort we were victorious. Immediately after, Puck began dissecting these creatures and collecting their appendages. It seems that the more time he spends with the party the more that his darker side is brought to light. While Puck was doing what he does... Hamaskas seemed to come across a magical mirror pinned to a nearby tree. Another portal to another plane or dimension.... why are these gateways popping up all over suddenly? Fearful of endangering anyone Fuku insisted on destroying it. Using some disenchanting oil I assisted Fuku. Before the mirror was broken Hamaskas pleaded for us to stop as his superstitions indicated seven years of bad luck by breaking a mirror. I don't believe in luck... especially bad luck. I believe in my ability and myself. I smashed the mirror. A promise was made to assist Fuku in tracking down and destroying a black dragon that also had been causing issues in the area. Now that the froghemoths seem to be quelled for now I offered my assistance. We ventured through the swamp. The deeper we trudged the more at home I felt... but I could tell that the swamp has been wearing heavily on the others. **THUMP** Torhild fell unconscious... nearly dying in an instant. It seems that this dragon has left some surprises for any would be intruders. The trap seems to have alerted it of our presence. A loud roar bellowed not far from where we stood. Not more than a moment later darkness shrouded us as the dragon seemingly flew past the canopy above us. Fuku's samurai who seemed so well disciplined before fled in terror within an instant. Moments later another bellow and another shadow passed. Much like the froghemoths could there be more than one of these evil dragons dwelling in this swamp? I hope not. I feel we have not sufficiently prepared to face this dragon. I could sense from the power in its roar and the vastness of its shadow that this dragon is much stronger than the others we have fought before. We must head back to Laffitte and prepare ourselves if we intend to have a chance.

Fuku while resting at the town of Laffitte composed a letter... My dearest Rukia, I miss you more as each moon rises. My first and last thoughts are always of you. I know it is hard being away from me for so long but I know you are a strong girl.&nbsp; You are to seek out Lord Yi Bang, he will take care of you in my absence. I will not be reterning my love, I know it is hard and it is ok to cry.&nbsp; Mother loves you more than her own life and fell protecting your future. Do not take up the sword in vengence, do not become a warrior. I want more for you than that.&nbsp; You are eleven now! And your tutor tells me the spells come easy to you. Know that I love you and miss you always All my love forever Mother. Fuku sealed the letter and took a breath, wiping her eyes. She sought out the postmaster of this town and gave him her instructions. The letter would be sent in event of her not reterning. Fuku spent the rest of the day drilling katas and thinking of the little girl she may leave behind Fuku and her daughter Rukia, Rukia only a toddler in this picture

She Only wanted a safe home and a good neighborhood...............and you killed them all