Attendance: Doug, Nick, Sean, Kyle, John
There are moments of great importance where threads in the tapestry of life meet to form something more than the sum of those threads. To form a pattern that could shape the entire tapestry.
With a heart full of vengeance Emery Ayers found his way into the castle of Duke Laurent de Bellomey. With a dire patience born of a single minded focus he waited amongst the rafters to find his perfect moment to strike. And his patience bore fruit. Duke Laurent stood perfectly placed under a giant chandelier. The chain broke easily enough, but as the chandelier fell it seemed to spin in an incredibly improbable way. Instead of crushing the corrupt Duke it landed like on its side like a coin tossed into the air that lands on its edge. Cries went up and Emery darted back into the shadows determined to find another opportunity.
Despite the appearance of an assassin the court seemed strangely calm, and Emery got a second chance. He ambushed the Duke while he walked. Coming from behind and leap from the shadows, but a raised stone caught his foot leaving him prone at the feet of his intended target. The Duke turned and calmly retrieved the knife that Emery had planned to kill him with. The Duke seemed puzzle, not at why the young man wanted to kill him, but as to how Emery was even alive. Telling Emery that he was already dead he tossed the knife away and simply walked away.
Emery went to retrieve the knife and discovered in the hands of a strange boy of maybe 7 years. This boy had twisted horns and a tail. He handed Emery’s knife back to him and Emery told him to never speak of what he had witnessed. And the boy never did…
Emery left the Duke’s castle with the knowledge that normal attempts to kill the Duke seemed futile. But more dangerous to Emery than the Duke was the void. Now he could feel a dark emptiness that sought to drain him of purpose and life. Every night instead of dreaming he battled this empty void that want to engulf him. But every night he won this fight and fought to wake and stand to live another day. And he worked to prepare himself for a time when he would have the tools to defeat his foe.
Fifteen years of dreamless nights later Emery had gotten word from allies in the Priory of Darning. They had located the wife of Duke Laurent’s old spymaster, a woman named Fellmar who lived in a small town named Willow Wood. Emery, now going by the name Destan Volay set off to find this woman, hoping that she might provide some weapon to use against the Duke, but on his way he found something different. He came upon an Eladrin seemingly lost in the woods. In that moment something happened. The empty void that gnawed with him was suddenly filled. In an instant he lived another life, the life of an Eladrin who lived in the Feywild and sought to study magic to make his father proud. But in a flash his new life was gone. As he spoke to the Eladrin whose life he seemed to have lived he realized that he had nowhere to go. So together they set off to the cabin of Faith Fellmar…
Convey’s life so far has been defined by his parentage. His mother Faith was a Tiefling, a person blessed or cursed with the blood of otherworldly beings. His father was a retainer and confident for a powerful noble, Duke Laurent de Bellomey. Convey lived a somewhat sheltered life shielded by the court that held his father, Hortense in high esteem. It also gave him a handful of strange experiences. When he was only seven he witnessed someone try to kill the Duke multiple times, but fail each time due to luck.
When he was a young man tragedy struck Convey’s life. His father, whose court position had given him a safe and prosperous life, did not return one day. Convey was told that his father had died while on a mission from the Duke. The tragedy for Convey quickly grew when his mother moved away to live in isolation in Willow Wood. She asked Convey to go with her, but he could not go from a life in the court to one in the woods. Besides he had money left to him from his father and he found his unusual nature made him somewhat of an attraction among the nobility. But while Convey inherited some unusual mental abilities from his father he did not inherit his skill at navigating court and it led him into trouble. With no parents and the Duke withdrawing any connections he felt a sense of isolation. He was the only one of his kind and he suddenly had a thirst to know about what and who he was. But yet again his thirst led him into trouble. He broke into a church to obtain some records and was discovered. No longer having the courts favor and being accused of theft from the church he fled to the home of his mother. The cabin of Faith Fellmar…
The child of greatness must always live in its shadow. Such is the story of Fadris Evermoon. He was the son of one of the greatest Eladrin mages. His siblings demonstrated amazing talent, but Fadris seemed cursed. For all his study and effort he seemed no lack the abilities of his family and in the eyes of his father he was a failure. But Fadris would not give up so easily. He found ways to contact powerful spirits and he made a deal. He gained power and when he was told that their would be a price he said that he would gladly pay it.
Fadris returned home to show his father what he accomplished, but the guards of the his fathers court did not know him, and when Fadris was brought before his family he could instantly see in their eyes that they did not know him. He did not try to convince with words since he know we would sound like a madman, instead he snuck to where his room was, but he found nothing. The spot where his room had been shaped from the great tree was untouched. He entire existence was gone. No one knew him. He had no where to go, no home, no family, no friends. Completely lost he wandered. In his confusion he was caught in worldfall and came upon a strange man who somehow seemed to know him. Fadris clutched on to the only evidence of his existence and followed this man, Destan Volay, to the cabin of Faith Fellmar….
Shamash set off from the hidden enclave of his people with the blessings of Bahamut and the advice of his brother. He walked among humans and found that some met him with awe while others met him with distrust. He was approached one night by a man who asked him of the Library of Jerudim, a place he claimed was guarded by dragonborn. Shamash was suspicious but he joined with this man and his companions to seek the library. Shamash sought to find his fellow dragonborn while his companions he suspected intended to loot he library itself.
Luckily the band found a lead. There was a ‘witch woman’ in the Willow Wood who might be able to help, and they set off to find her, but on the road Shamash;s companions learned that Duke Laurent de Bellomey would be visiting Willow Wood and for unknown reasons they delayed going their. Shamash, however, was not deterred and continued on and even travelled with the Duke for a time and spoke to him, although Shamash did not find the Duke’s thoughts on the dragonborn to his liking.
When Shamash reached Willow Wood he immediately sought out the holy man of the village. In this case it was a halfling named Elder Nook. Elder Nook seemed to take an immediate liking to Shamash and even trapped Shamash into promising to buy a copy of his book. From him, Shamash learned that the witch woman was a woman with devils blood, a Tiefling, but also that Elder Nook held her in high esteem and that she was a wonderful person. Somewhat confused, Shamash set off to find the cabin of Faith Fellmar…
Born of the Stonedragon clan, Lo-kag was at home among the mountains, but one day the mountain seemed to turn against him. Separated from his hunting party Lo-kag became lost and the mountain suddenly shook, the ground opened underneath Lo-kag and he was swallowed by the mountain.
Waking in complete darkness, Lo-kag struggled to find some way out of the belly of the mountain. He caught the faintest glimmer of light and began to head towards it. The light came from a small circular stone, like a giant, glowing pearl. Although cautious, Lo-kag eventually retrieved the pearl, but as he did so it melted into nothing in his fingers. The fading light of the pearl was replaced with torches. His own people appeared and accused him of being a thief and having stole the pearl. One of his brothers sliced him open to search his stomach for the pearl. The shaman kept him alive, but this charity did not last. When Lo-kag could give no answer as to the pearl’s location they sentenced him to death. On the highest peak he was bound. The shaman of his people raised a knife to plunge into his chest, and as if relenting in handing out this cruel fate it shook again. The shaman stumbled and the knife fell cutting one of Lo-kag’s hands free. Lo-kag quickly freed himself, but when he stood he faced over a dozen hardened warriors of his own people. On one side he faced these warriors and on the other a shear cliff. Glancing over the cliff he saw clouds below and a great bird. With powerful legs he leap into the sky and plummeted down upon the bird that would carry him away from his people to safety.
Lo-kag’s grand escape quickly led to a less grand life. He sold his battle skills for room and board and quickly became employed by Duke Laurent de Bellomey under a vicious bastard only called the Houndmaster. Lo-kag was brought to Willow Wood by the Duke who planned on adding the small village in the woods to his own lands. Lo-kag and the odious Houndmaster were sent to beat up and threaten some woman. By this time, Lo-kag’s hatred of the Houndmaster had reached a dangerous peak and he knew that once his opportunity arose he would kill this man and leave the Duke’s service. But yet, the time had not yet come, and the two set off to the cabin off Faith Fellmar….
The Cabin of Faith Fellmar
Lo-kag came to the door. Only to be met by Shamash, whom he had met on the road. In front of him was the dragonborn who asked him to find the right thing to do and abandon the Houndmaster. Behind the Houndmaster called out slurs and crude threats. Lo-kag turned and the battle was joined. He was joined by four others who had also been drawn to this cabin and the Houndmaster and his pack was defeated. The paths of five people had crossed and a new pattern in the tapestry has been formed.