Being a bit nervous about the start of this campaign, I started off the game, with Tron, Sheilah, Travis, Patrick and Mikayla. I found things to go easier when I learned to trust my instinct and imagination. Game mechanics are still a work in progress, but I felt the roleplaying went quite well. I found it interesting how everyone roleplayed, and no one seemed to have gotten overly upset.
The party began, being submerged, up to their chins, in an awful, putrid, vomit-inducing swampy bog. Right away, the party realized that they were not only without arms and armour, but they were also missing their gear and clothing! They were naked, in an insect and critter-infested swamp. Trying to not drown, they were forced to rescue an unfortunate, simple-minded creature, named “Rad.” Rad is an interesting….special fellow, who was wounded and landed on a small island of peat moss. With significant effort, the group of strangers came together to rescue Rad, bringing the non-swimmer to the edge of the swamp, to firm ground. The party had been shown where their arms and armour was located—hanging as wind chimes, from a tall tree, high on a cliff, overlooking the swamp. On terra firma, they discovered a way up the cliff—a stone stair, but the beginning was obscured by a huge mess of dried, sharp brambles. The fire-breathing Dragonborn went to work, burning the dried foliage, all the while, cooking a meal of aligator, caught at the edge of the swamp. Making their way through, they found a cave that Rad ran headlong into, with the party’s light source, where he promptly tripped and fell in a shallow pool of water, and began to drown, face down. Upon “rescuing” Rad, three other party members that followed, discovered five sets of clothing hanging on stone outcroppings. They quickly got dressed, and grabbed the other two sets of clothing, once exiting the cave, gave one set to the fourth party member, the fifth set of clothing was hesitantly given to the rightful owner. Now that the party was dressed, they headed up the long stair. Slipping at least once, the smallest party member decided to split from the rest of the party and attempt to climb the wall, which is a 200 foot sheer cliff. After only making it about 15 feet or so, the rain started.
The other four party members (and Rad) made it into a cave, and as the halfling decided to take the stair, the hail began. Once everyone was in the cave, the massive hail began, and the weather stirred up a wild wind that blew the hail and torrents of rain into the mouth of the cave. One party member with a fear of caves suffered from anxiety. Much effort was spent getting her to enter the cave. Some searching by party members, scouting ahead in the cave, discovered foot prints, from a shod bipedal humanoid, which they followed for some distance, until they went back to inform the rest of the party. Rad found an interesting rock formation on a wall, and after touching it, unleashed a rock trap that caved in the opening to the cave, forcing them to continue, much to the cave-phobic party member’s anxious nerves. After many falls, missteps, blunders and sometimes hilarious moments, the party discovered a donkey, wearing human shoes, carrying the party’s backpacks and non-martial gear. In order to prevent Rad from getting into trouble, the party told Rad to climb on the donkey’s back, to which the donkey bolted. Rad was a bit too high and hit a stone prominence from the ceiling (in the darkness), and fell off the now scared donkey. The party caught up to Rad, gave him a few words, and continued. A water trap was triggered by the unfortunate halfing, shortly after another rock trap was discovered (the party members making sure to keep Rad away from the trigger). The water was picking up velocity, through the passageway in which the party was walking, that the decision was made to trigger the rock trap, to stop the flow of water—which worked. The party continued and was met with a large cavernous room. The sorcerer discovered a small opening on one of the cave walls, and the party exited through it, finding their way outside again, connecting with the stair they needed to reach the top of the cliff, and to their arms and armour. Weather, clumsiness, bruises and some battered egos followed, but the rest of the party’s equipment was retrieved from a large oak, overhanging the cliff. A small, protected spot nearby was chosen to camp for the night. However, there was little difference between day and night, as it was completely dark for the entire day.
I had a lot of fun, and I hope everyone else did. Now to continue the story, next week.