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| + | ======The Land of Exilis====== | ||
| + | //Campaign 3 - Sam DM// \\ | ||
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| + | ======Introduction & Story====== | ||
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| + | You have gone out on a sea voyage that never reaches its destination. the last thing you remember is a violet storm, giant tentacles, the ship smashing against gigantic waves and the dark plunge of black cold water. \\ | ||
| + | You wake up along bits of ship wreckage, on a shore of colorless sand against a starless sky illuminated by Luna light of a shattered moon. You are not alone it seems. a few others are in the same situation. But they were not part of your ship's crew, Not even familiar in clothing. Getting up and looking around you have no idea where you are. the sea before you is black like tar but gently laps at the shore. it seems as still as a mirror beyond but dose not reflect the light of the moon above. Even the air you breath feels off. \\ | ||
| + | Stranded in a forgine land you must band together with a few new comrades and face unknown horrors' | ||
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| + | ==== DM Note ==== | ||
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| + | Now this campaign was a mess but i still stand by that i put in alot of effort for it. just the effort was not well directed. I have matured and learned alot since this campaign. so when i am writing up the events of this campaign some events may be changed to make more sense or for more entertainment. | ||
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| + | ==== Main Party ==== | ||
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| + | **Joined Session 01** //Year 12,264// \\ | ||
| + | For Robert, War was brewing. His time just before the **Ashlem War** began. Hit with bad hand after bad hand Robert was cold and bitter to the world, Finding some small solace in the depths of bottles and mugs. The most recent tragedy being the sudden death of his parents, and he was sure it was no mere accident. The more he dug the more he was sure there was some sort of cover up. The will, not being able to see the bodies. It all wreaked of foul play. But Robert had little resources and little power. Until a chance encounter with a Tabxi of blazing crimson hair. after a scuffle she promised Robert answers. He would merely have to join her. | ||
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| + | **Joined Session 01** //Age of Darkness// \\ | ||
| + | Jorhimirax, or Johm for short. was a [[culture: | ||
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| + | ==== Departed or Perished ==== | ||
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| + | **Joined Session 01** \\ | ||
| + | a Warforged built in the far off continent of [[region: | ||
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| + | **Joined Session 01** //Year 7000~// \\ | ||
| + | In her time, The nations of // | ||
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| + | **Joined Session 01** //Year 8000~// \\ | ||
| + | In his time, Venenum was a faithful servant to one of the many Dark Patrons still growing in power. He would serve them faithfully and be at their beck and call. Even when a sacrifice was needed for a dark ritual Venenum was first to raised his hand. Though this ritual sent him to a realm most believe doesn' | ||
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