Immediately he digs into the ground and charges, howling like a madman and frothing at the mouth. I do the only logical thing: I mind control him. Yes, he might have resisted my control if he got lucky and was really concentrating but, in his mental state, sliding into his mind takes almost no effort. Rakatha stops short of Vong… Read more →
Voella’Tien’s divine magic envelops us and I feel the blessing’s energy shielding me from harm. A second spell is cast and I feel her will, trying to sense me, press on my will. Normally I would try to resist these types of spells—I don’t need someone reading my thoughts or assessing my motives—but this spell is known to me so… Read more →
After word spreads that we are here on official business, the Tullikins offer us some of their produce and the use of the great, stone hearth in the common hall. Even though we should be pursuing the goblins, Vong has a wonderful time preparing a humble pot pie and warm mashed fruit over skillet bread. It’s a little bland but… Read more →
The farmville is nearby; this corn field being the first of many we cross as we make our way to it. The group is on high alert for the goblins to return, but we do not spot them again. Though my owl had been dozing before, I will it to provide aerial coverage so that I am not subject to… Read more →