The Wandering Isles

The search for Eldrin took the group into the depths beneath Saigo no Toshi, chasing faint traces that led to the city’s forgotten underbelly. The sewers were foul and stubborn, hiding their secrets behind hidden mechanisms and strange doors. It was Amaedrianna who spotted the clue that unlocked their path forward.

What waited beyond was grim. A figure, crucified against the stone, surrounded by haunting images painted in blood. In a quiet, solemn moment, Eos stepped forward to give the soul rest, and something in the air shifted—an otherworldly glow hinting at mysteries not yet unde...

This session opened in the dead of night, with an unexpected visit that would ripple through the hours to come. Shadows moved where they shouldn't, and old wounds—both remembered and forgotten—were pulled back into the light.

A tense encounter unfolded for Slate, forcing him to confront pieces of a past he doesn't fully understand. Secrets stirred, memories clashed, and not every answer brought comfort. Meanwhile, Hatsu, Eos, and others found themselves facing the sobering reality that even the most sacred spaces can be breached.

As dawn broke over Saigo no Toshi, the festival trul...

This week’s episode opened with confrontation and unease. Amaedrianna stepped forward in an attempt to assert authority, but the figure she challenged stood tall, unmoved, and unimpressed. Despite the crackling tension, the group chose to follow, knowing the path ahead was anything but safe.

Meanwhile, Eos slipped into memory. Echoes of a long-forgotten journey surfaced—a ruined place she once read about, now real, now rotting. The sights, the smells, and a familiar voice from her past came rushing back with uncanny clarity.

Back in Saigo no Toshi, the party found themselves at the step...

This week, the party arrived in Saigo no Toshi—an ancient city of tradition, legacy, and unspoken tension. Welcomed by Hatsu and his family, the group found themselves immersed in a place where every street holds history, and every glance seems to carry weight.

Each member was given a place to rest—rooms prepared with care and robes tailored to their personalities. The city opened up slowly, with errands and introductions offering both comfort and curiosity. There were warm reunions, quiet observations, and the first hints of the challenges to come.

Old friends resurfaced in unex...

This week, the journey pressed onward, carrying the group from quiet reflection to new beginnings.

In a space between waking and dreaming, Hatsu found himself reliving a moment of serenity—until the illusion gave way and he emerged from the strange magic of the Seal. In his place, Eos stepped forward, taking on the weight of the spell with a steady resolve. Her time passed differently, spent in study and solitude, before she too returned.

Back at the Arcanum, Dash took a quiet moment to speak with Remington Maleficum, and what he said left no ro...

The halls of the Arcanum were alive with quiet victories, unanswered questions, and the steady drumbeat of what’s to come.

Amaedrianna began the day in motion—challenging her mentor to a duel and walking away with more than just a win. Her blades moved faster than even her teacher anticipated, and when the dust settled, it was clear just how far she’d grown.

Elsewhere, Dash and Eldrin found a different kind of clarity. What started as a favour to help unpack turned into a conversation on rooftops, in water, and between quiet moments of ref...

The group found themselves in the quiet depths of the library, pouring over books, each lost in their own preparations for the journey ahead. Saigo no Toshi awaited, and though their time at the Arcanum had been brief, there was still much to be learned before they departed.

The next day, Eldrin sought out Dash, and what started as casual drinks quickly turned into something heavier. Stories of the past, of Bricksunder, of choices made and consequences endured. And with each drink, more was revealed, pieces of a history that Eldrin had kept locked away until now.<...

The group returned to the Arcanum, their journey behind them but their minds already fixed on what lay ahead. Though victory had been earned, the weight of their experiences clung to them, shaping the decisions to come.

Hatsu took the time to recount their trials, sending word through the Telestone to his father, ensuring aid would reach those who needed it most. Meanwhile, Amaedrianna turned her attention to an unsettling discovery—strange, iridescent plants growing over Weslyn Theiwyse’s grave, their unnatural beauty hinting at mysteries yet to be unraveled.

Slate, ever thoughtful, attempted to docu...

The group faced a formidable enemy, pushing themselves to the limit as they fought to bring the raging inferno under control. The battle was fast, brutal, and relentless, with each of them playing a part in ensuring their survival. Through precision, skill, and unwavering resolve, they managed to bring the threat to its knees, revealing something—someone—beneath the flames.

But the fight was only one part of the night’s trials. In the aftermath, difficult choices had to be made. A decision between life and death, a desperate plea answered by forces beyond understanding, and the weight...

The group’s time in Dagtorp took a sharp turn from routine to chaos. What started as a simple trip to the blacksmith soon spiralled into an unforeseen disaster. Amaedrianna and Slate secured weapons for the road ahead, while Albi returned from a scouting mission with troubling news—something immense and heavily guarded lurked within Gothenhammar.

Meanwhile, Dash picked up a peculiar gold coin marked with a fox, unknowingly setting off a chain of events none of them were prepared for. When the coin’s inscription was deciphered, the words became reality—wild animals surged into town, stampedi...