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Adventure Title
CCC-BMG MOON 2-2 Army of the Unseen
CCC-BMG MOON 2-2 Army of the Unseen
Session
Date Played
2021-05-21 22:29:00 UTC
2021-05-21 22:29:00 UTC
Levels Gained
GP +/-
80
80
Downtime +/-
Location Played
DM Name
Carsten G.
Carsten G.
DM DCI Number
2320817888
2320817888
Notes
Story Award: Dreams of Prophecy The maddening impulse to write the words echoing in your head has long faded, but that doesn’t stop them from visiting your dreams along with visions of dark woods and whispered chants. “An eye turns in the mist as dark blood boils and churns. Vengeance and rippling death will quake through the noblest fey. Endless shadows will howl as reality unbinds, crying to the darkness that waits in veiled lands.” Story Award: Hero of Dynnegall. Wrapped in a silver ribbon with a red seal is a letter from Earl Orwin Rhys himself, acknowledging your heroic deeds at Dynnegall. The letter has little value but is sure to provide bragging rights at any tavern in Moray.
Story Award: Dreams of Prophecy The maddening impulse to write the words echoing in your head has long faded, but that doesn’t stop them from visiting your dreams along with visions of dark woods and whispered chants. “An eye turns in the mist as dark blood boils and churns. Vengeance and rippling death will quake through the noblest fey. Endless shadows will howl as reality unbinds, crying to the darkness that waits in veiled lands.” Story Award: Hero of Dynnegall. Wrapped in a silver ribbon with a red seal is a letter from Earl Orwin Rhys himself, acknowledging your heroic deeds at Dynnegall. The letter has little value but is sure to provide bragging rights at any tavern in Moray.
Magic Items
Name | Rarity | Location | Table | Result | Counts? |
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Longbow +1 | Common | true | |||
Longbow +1 Weapon (Longbow), uncommon An elven bow of excellent craftsmanship. Its limbs are carved from dark wood, with silver runes decorating its length. The silverwork seems to be part of an old elvish poem: “Seamless dreams tide through fleeting hands, as upon the wind she toils with a fellon thread, whispering mellowed breath upon bonds of silver.” |