D&D 5E “Storm King’s Thunder” Session 54 Recap

We meet Countess Sansuri of the Cloud Giants and attempt to bargain for the magical shell.

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The 30-ft tall queen of the cloud giants strode into the room, carrying all the haughty annoyance that I had expected. She stopped, her mouth practically hanging open as she surveyed us standing there, our hippogriffs nervously pawing at the ground behind us. 

I took a deep breath and bowed deeply with all the respectful flourish I could muster.

“Your majesty,” I began. My mind was spinning. We were conch inspectors – no – we were hunting that foul group who just made off with her dragon. And stole all the treasure from her study! Those rascals. We’d catch them for sure. 

But we still needed that shell, and only she could summon it. Behind us Cressaro spoke up in a monotone that made me smile: “It is of the utmost importance that we retrieve the shell.” He was still under my influence.

I then offered to give her what she wanted – the location of some ancient dragon magic. The Countess began to slowly lower her guard. 

I was on a roll as she retrieved the magical chest, spoke the words, and brought forth the shell. “Tell it to me now,” she demanded, while holding the shell.

Before I could speak I felt my spell dissipate from Cressaro, its command full-filled. I instantly reached out with my mind to warn the others around me, starting with nearby T.I.M. <GRAB THE SHELL> I screamed into his mind.

Somehow the enlarged construct gracefully leapt forward and gingerly snatched the shell from her hand. Then the room exploded.

Storm King’s Thunder has been mostly bereft of large-scale dungeons, making it almost the complete opposite of our previous campaign. It’s ironic that when we finally reach a big dungeon, we skip almost all of the content.

Yet Lyn Armaal still took us a solid four sessions to get through, thanks to complex planning and strategy. We turned it into a heist mission, a rescue mission, and finally some hilarious diplomacy as we meet with Countess Sansuri, acquire the magical conch shell of teleportation, and get the hell out of dodge. Continue reading “D&D 5E “Storm King’s Thunder” Session 54 Recap”

D&D 5E “Storm King’s Thunder” Session 53 Recap

With the help of some stealthy subterfuge and a little well-applied drug use we rescue Felgolos the bronze dragon from the Cloud Giants.

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We heard the giantess’ voice ring out from somewhere beneath us. It was clearly magical, drawing every damn guard from the castle to her location. It meant our friends were in trouble.

We raced upstairs and hopped onto our hippogriffs. Korinn and I flew through the open hatch in the ceiling as I looked at back at T.I.M., whose magically enlarged body was attempting to grab onto a pair of unhappy hippogriffs at the same time.

We flew down to the lower courtyard of the cloud giant castle, which held a greenhouse and an elaborate, giant-size checkerboard with armored pieces. The giant in the garden was racing back inside the castle to heed the summons. 

Moments later we saw Halfred and Bryseis, riding a top a shrunken Felgolos, speeding through the air toward us. Behind them a horde of griffins raced after them. 

I predicted last session that this week’s castle exploration shenanigans would be fun and I’ll be damned if this wasn’t one of our craziest sessions ever!

Stealthily getting high with a manacled dragon, escaping the clutches of a giant queen, dominating the mind of another giant, and an aerial spell-slinging dogfight with a pack of griffins. It was so much fun that when our DM called break time, we had to inform him that no, it was in fact time for our session to end! Continue reading “D&D 5E “Storm King’s Thunder” Session 53 Recap”

D&D 5E “Storm King’s Thunder” Session 31 Recap

The heist turns into an epic clash of dragons as we take on the pair of blue dragons who are not happy about their stolen hoard.

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I ran outside of the beached ship, and chaos raged around me. A loud snap followed by a monstrous roar raged in the air nearby, as I saw one of the dragons plummet to the ground, wrapped in a large net.

Just in the distance I could see Halfred floating in the air, holding a crossbow as big as his body.

“You think to evade me?” a mocking voice boomed to the south, signaling the other dragon’s pursuit. Who was he after? I only now realized that our party-wide invisibility prevented us from actually seeing other in a moment of crisis.

The dragons had no such problems. The southern dragon unleashed a blast of lighting inside a circle of pure blackness that had sprung up around the dock. Bryseis? Hopefully she survived.

The other dragon ripped out of its netting, called for his brother, deftly leapt behind Felgolos and unleashed a white-hot shot of lighting from his mouth. 

Our bronze dragon ally shrugged it off but smoke rose from poor T.I.M.’s blackened, charred body. He remained standing, miraculously. 

I turned just in time to see the the southern dragon leap off the nearby ruined building and hurtle straight for us.
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D&D 5E “Storm King’s Thunder” Session 30 Recap

We we agree to help Felgolos infiltrate a pair of blue dragon lairs in the ruins of Ascore.

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PROGRAMMING NOTE: Due to our DM traveling for Thanksgiving Holiday our session next week has been moved to SATURDAY, November 25.

We carefully walked through the lengthy dark tunnel under the mountains. We weren’t expecting any danger but you can never be too cautious when approaching a dragon’s lair, let alone two of them.

After about a mile the ground began to shake around us. We glanced around in a panic as rocks began to fall. I had a horrifying flash of all of us being buried alive in here.

Then as soon as it started it stopped. We sported fresh new cuts and bruises.

In the dim light of my darkvision I saw Felgolos shrug sheepishly. “Just my bad luck,” he said. “This kinda stuff happens when I’m…not good.”

We glanced at each other. Felgolos was a damn dragon, but in his current situation he was almost more of a liability than an asset. But he was still our friend and we were determined to help.

We emerged from the tunnel into what looked like a completely different world. Windswept buildings lie cracked and broken upon the sandy remains of an old port town. A rotting dock jutted into the desert sand, leading to a pair of ships, one half sunken into the desert.

Great shadows passed over the ruined buildings. We glanced up and saw them – a pair of blue dragons flying high above the clear skies. Felgolos motioned us back inside the lip of the tunnel as a shadow passed over us. “That, uh, that would be them.”

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D&D 5E “Storm King’s Thunder” Session 29 Recap

Guarding the second giant relic we encounter our most dangerous foe yet, then have to choose a side between a dragon and some dragonslayers.

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Note: recording was split due to technically difficulties with the live stream.

The zombie giant raised two massive fists into the air. Instead of bringing them down, electricity began gathering around him, swirling through the decaying holes throughout its body, like a macabre circulatory system. 

I could feel the hair on my body stand on end. Lightning exploded outward in a massive blast. Bryseis’s summoned rat was instantly vaporized. I reeled backward as a blast of energy surged through my body. My heart raced, and I could smell burning flesh and..burning wood? 

When the smoke cleared I looked over to see T.I.M., crumpled to the ground, a sickening popping sound echoing around us. I cried out and rushed over, empowering my hands with soothing life force while uncorking a small bottle at my belt and practically throwing it down his throat.

I coughed and spat blood on the ground nearby as I knelt over him. T.I.M.’s eyes slowly lit back up, and we both looked down at his shattered leg. I manifested my psi-glaive in my hands and stood up on shaky legs, infusing my weapon with psychic energy.

I turned to the gigantic monstrosity that towered over us and saw electricity begin to gather around its hands once more.

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D&D 5E “Storm King’s Thunder” Session 4 Recap

We find survivors at the Nightstone Keep, then help them defend the town from an army of Zhentarim. Then a dragon shows up.

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Programming Note: This episode was streamed and recorded on Sunday, May 7.

There were too many of them, too damn many. The guards, glorified royal servants really, were busy cowering behind us. They refused to even draw their bows.

We had taken a few successful shots at Captain Xellan, but his small army of Zhentarim soldiers advanced, each full armored and hefting heavy crossbows. We had the wall, but they had the numbers. It was only a matter of time.

“Look out, coming through!” A massive shadow descended upon us, followed by the rush of wind and splinter of wood as the drawbridge exploded from the inside. A fully grown bronze dragon crashed right in front of the army and laid waste to half the standing army with a single blast of its lightning breath.

It was equal parts exhilarating and terrifying. The surviving Zhents screamed and scattered, the Captain turning on his horse and fleeing. The dragon seemed to vibrate and blur for a moment, then assume the shape of a friendly halfling with golden hair.

He turned and waved. “Hey, how you guys doin’?”

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