Welcome to the Khevoran Blog!

I’ve created this blog to provide a centralized location for all of the role-playing campaigns taking place in the world of Khevoran – I think using a blog instead of a myriad of forum threads over time is a much more consistent way of keeping everyone up to date and sharing the stories that come out of play.  I’ll be posting more information about the current campaign, and every session there will be a summary and opportunity for the players to post their tales in the comments.

Khevoran 3 Finale – 20 October 2018

7 Desnus, 44 NC   The small army marches to the unnaturally-leveled top of the mountain and begins to set up a light camp within sight of the walls of Fort Tablenhelm.  The fort itself had stone walls surrounding the original timber structures hastily assembled twelve years prior after Banagher the Breaker leveled the mountain.  It had a single approach that was covered by a dozen Bubblesneezer rotary cannons. The troops set to making meals and constructing a light palisade to prevent sorties from the fort.  Everyone knew an assault would have to happen within days before reinforcements could arrive from Flett or Penshin. The party observes Muerdetta and Mengst working at a map table among the officers, and then approaches when Kagdir arrives on a somewhat...

Khevoran 3 Session Notes – 1 September 2018

Khevoran 3 Session Notes – 1 September 2018

1 Desnus – 7 Desnus, 44 NC The party cautiously approaches Muerdetta’s camp and sends Ralben and Nimue in first to prevent bloodshed.  When first confronted, Jacob notes that Muerdetta is holding an Elven magic wand that had been secured at the College Arcanum that provides the bearer with extreme power.  Jacob also notes that Mengst is wearing two, not one, rings of power around his neck, as well as detecting a smattering of other magical artifacts in the party’s gear.  After defusing the situation, the two parties combine camps.  Several details emerge from the ensuing conversations: Muerdetta’s plan was to use the knowledge in Ralben’s tome to operate the Waygate and send Mengst through to a completely new location with the rings,...

Khevoran 3 Session Notes – 28 July 2018

Khevoran 3 Session Notes – 28 July 2018

28 Gozran – 1 Desnus, 44 NC Ralben goes on to describe how Levin had begun to become mentally unstable, and he had started rambling in such a way as to reveal what he had referred to as one a secret that could not ever fall into the hands of the Kisharans.  He states repeatedly that the secret would not only doom the people of Khevoran but of “countless other worlds”. Ralben relays how he hired a pair of local toughs to raid Levin’s home in search of a treasure that didn’t truly exist.  During the robbery, Ralben made off with his purloined book, and the thieves murdered Nimue’s father.  The local magistrate ended up catching the robbers and putting them to the noose. Ralben seems to believe that all roads are now leading to the Waygate, and a confrontation...

Khevoran 3 Session Notes – 30 June 2018

Khevoran 3 Session Notes – 30 June 2018

28 Gozran, 44 NC The party begins to explore the city of black stone.  The goblins of the party have a very different experience of the city – apparently the city is brightly colored with murals and art, but it’s only visible in spectra that they can see. After a lucky break discovering how to open doors in the buildings, they find that they all appear not only completely abandoned, but completely empty as well.  A city of empty rooms.  A few dozen yards into the city, they find what appear to be the blasted remains of several orcs.  While examining the remains, they begin to hear heavy footsteps, which resolves itself to a 10-meter high golem apparently made of the same material as the city itself.  It broadcasts a demand in a language no one...

Khevoran 3 Session Notes – 19 May 2018

Khevoran 3 Session Notes – 19 May 2018

25-28 Gozran, 44 NC The session begins with Gidget asking a question: “‘Scuse me, I generally don’t like to get too involved in all yer carryin’ on, but I jes wanna clarify something….  So you’ve got this bit of stuff, she gets attached to the assault on Westergarde, gets the romantic attentions of the guy who’s not only the next emperor, but also the only chap we know of who can touch the rings without ‘is soul gettin et.  She manages to lift the manual for the Waygates off of ol’ Ralben, and lift the key to the Vault of Teribain off of the Wizard of the Wilds, which, by the by, know one knew ‘e ‘ad.  Then she and Mengst go flitting off in the wind and zip themselves over to Teribain. Jes...

Prelude: Nimue

Prelude:  Nimue

Nimue-   It all really started with the bandits when you were twelve.  You and Jeremy had made all the way through the Southlands to Erebor completely unhindered, hoping to find work on some of the expansive plantations or fisheries there, when you were accosted at random on the road.  Jeremy was stabbed and left for dead, and you were taken to their small camp.   The big bear of a man with the strange longsword walked right up to their fire.  He introduced himself as Count Isaac Vane, ruler of the lands on which they were camped, and he told them they were under arrest for thievery and murder.   All told, there were ten of them.  They didn’t stand a chance.   When they attacked him, it was like the sword leapt into his hand, and he danced among them.  There was...

Prelude: Dan

Prelude: Dan

Dan-   You wake.  Hell yeah.   Wait…where are you?   Wherever it is, it must be because you belong there.  It must be pre-ordained.   It’s a workshop, and you’re laying flat on your back, above the blankets, on a small cot in the back, next to a tiny wood-burning stove.  The workshop itself is pretty awesome. There are a number of big heavy tables. One is dedicated to chemistry things. One is dedicated to mechanical things.  One looks like it could be used for biological things. The tables are relatively low, so you bet they’re for a Halfling or Gnome. There are a couple of fogged-up windows, but through them you catch glimpses of trees and snow flurries.  Your things are piled neatly on a shelf next to the cot. Your sword smells freshly-oiled.   You’re not...