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tossing the coin...
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Dale
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Tyranny of Dragons
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Baldur's Gate and then north towards Waterdeep. Maybe all the way to Luskan ... and Rothollo?
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Personal Field Notes - Jon Dough: Fifteenth Day of September, 2015
Adding some personal thoughts in the small hours before everyone wakes. I just had a dream.

That in itself is extremely odd, as I don't sleep. In fact since I don't fully understand the mechanisms that give rise to my consciousness or what might trigger a return to what I believe are periodic dormant stretches that may span decades or ages, I avoid any semblance of slumber. I admit I fear returning to the darkness. I've grown attached to this new world, and to the people closest to me. I don't want to lose them.

I sometimes dream, I have no other word for it, when I find myself lost in reverie. Usually it is some dim memory of my past, but this felt different. I lose touch with the world around me and sink into a state that is not aware of my surroundings. Perhaps it is like sleep, or perhaps it is one step closer to another long dormant period. I don't know.

In the dream I was injured and lying on my deathbed. Attendants in robes changed the dressing on a fearsome wound in my gut, pressed me to drink strange tasting elixirs and wiped fever sweat from my face. I was weak and my mind was clouded. Sometimes a blurred figure of a man I felt I should know held my hand and I could hear him weeping for me.

I do not understand this vision. It could not be memory. Was I not created from clay and stone? How could I be injured, not broken or damaged, but wounded like a mortal? Who would cry over me?

I had been thinking that night about something the team asked me. Do I know if I have a soul? I think they were wondering about the effects of the trench, and whether my immunity to the affected area and assumed lack of a soul might be a clue to the origin of the incident. I admit I felt defensive in answering. Do I have a soul? I have never assumed that I had one, and certainly haven't missed it.

Still, what would it be like to have a soul? Would I feel any different? Perhaps my dream was just wishful thinking... that I might be human and die one day, and someone would mourn my passing.
Session: Agents of THETA: J'ai Vû le Loup - Sunday, Oct 18 2015 from 1:00 PM to 7:00 PM
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Samber
Posted in Imago Deorum
Samber's Journal: Entry VIII
Merciful gods, are you so careless in your punishments to allow for this? And how fortunate that you can blame me for the countless deaths that will no doubt follow! Yet, I admit the guilt falls on me. Never should I have risked the binding. You have no time to ramble, Samber. You started this; you must end it. I have just entered my lower portal chambers to find chaos and destruction. While the earthquake seemed to have done little damage to my palace above, a fallen column punctured the bindings that held the osyluth at bay. It is free. It seems to have set fire to all of my writings and apparatus. Years and years of work are now gone. Clear tracks lead right through the gate to the High Forest. As much as you seem to hate me, O gods, I pray you see that I am risking my life and using my powers to make it right. I am leaving this book here in the open in the hope that, if the devil slay me, at least the intruders to my island might stumble upon this and learn more. I write to you directly now, whoever you are who have followed me here. Do not judge me until you have understood what I have done, and know that I loved all of my creations. Is that a sin? ~ Samber
Session: 59th Game Session - Thursday, Sep 17 2015 from 6:00 PM to 9:00 PM
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Samber
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Samber's Journal: Entry VII
I was just now awoken from my sleep by the gong. It is not the "hour of summoning"; it is not even highsun. There are strangers on the island! I can only imagine it was the ship that had been following me, but how? I never saw them after I sent the lightning bolt down on them. There were four of them, a blue-haired elf, two Calishites (a male and a female), and a Lantanna like I. None of them were sailors, and the wild elf was not with them, so I can only imagine that there are even more. I must rise and figure out how to deal with them. ~ Samber
Session: 59th Game Session - Thursday, Sep 17 2015 from 6:00 PM to 9:00 PM
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