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Adventure Title
DC-FR-TNaiD Bryn Shander´s Questbord: Quest - Fat, Rocks and False Love
DC-FR-TNaiD Bryn Shander´s Questbord: Quest - Fat, Rocks and False Love
Session
Date Played
2025-10-02 22:30:00 UTC
2025-10-02 22:30:00 UTC
Levels Gained
GP +/-
100
100
Downtime +/-
10.0
10.0
Location Played
Unofficial Roll20 D&D AL Deutschland
Unofficial Roll20 D&D AL Deutschland
DM Name
Arikatzi
Arikatzi
DM DCI Number
000000000
000000000
Notes
#### **Bought** #### **Sold** #### **Gained** **Durthar's Special Brew – "Strength Broth No. 7" (Potion of Hill Giant Strength)** *Potion, Uncommon A steaming monster in a clay bottle with a soot-encrusted cork This cloudy, greenish brew smells of over-fermented sauerkraut, smoked fish, and a hint of burnt leather apron. The brew bubbles gently, even at freezing temperatures, and occasionally seems to hiss from within—as if it itself doesn't quite agree to be drunk. Durthar calls it his "breakthrough in liquid form"—others call it "a physical assault with surprisingly powerful results." Those who drink it feel an immediate heat in their veins, the cracking of their knuckles... and turn a little green. When you drink this potion, your Strength score changes to 21 for 1 hour. The potion has no effect on you if your Strength is equal to or greater than that score. This potion’s transparent liquid has floating in it a sliver of light resembling a giant’s fingernail.* **Story Award: Kiss the Walrus** *It is said that whoever saves the heart of a talking walrus leaves traces in the ice – and in the song of the seas. You have earned the gratitude of Yll'Guun, the child of the robin spirit. By choosing to help the tormented love bull Yll'Guun, you have proven yourself not only as a skilled hunter, but also as the savior of an ancient animal spirit heritage. The whimsical, sentimental walrus poet has not forgotten your actions – and your names now echo across the frozen lakes in his melodic roar. Whether this is a good thing for you remains to be seen, but at least you now have a “bard” who “sings” about you. This Story Award can lead to interesting encounters in the adventures of TFContN.* #### **Used** 1x Investment for 10gp
#### **Bought** #### **Sold** #### **Gained** **Durthar's Special Brew – "Strength Broth No. 7" (Potion of Hill Giant Strength)** *Potion, Uncommon A steaming monster in a clay bottle with a soot-encrusted cork This cloudy, greenish brew smells of over-fermented sauerkraut, smoked fish, and a hint of burnt leather apron. The brew bubbles gently, even at freezing temperatures, and occasionally seems to hiss from within—as if it itself doesn't quite agree to be drunk. Durthar calls it his "breakthrough in liquid form"—others call it "a physical assault with surprisingly powerful results." Those who drink it feel an immediate heat in their veins, the cracking of their knuckles... and turn a little green. When you drink this potion, your Strength score changes to 21 for 1 hour. The potion has no effect on you if your Strength is equal to or greater than that score. This potion’s transparent liquid has floating in it a sliver of light resembling a giant’s fingernail.* **Story Award: Kiss the Walrus** *It is said that whoever saves the heart of a talking walrus leaves traces in the ice – and in the song of the seas. You have earned the gratitude of Yll'Guun, the child of the robin spirit. By choosing to help the tormented love bull Yll'Guun, you have proven yourself not only as a skilled hunter, but also as the savior of an ancient animal spirit heritage. The whimsical, sentimental walrus poet has not forgotten your actions – and your names now echo across the frozen lakes in his melodic roar. Whether this is a good thing for you remains to be seen, but at least you now have a “bard” who “sings” about you. This Story Award can lead to interesting encounters in the adventures of TFContN.* #### **Used** 1x Investment for 10gp
Magic Items
| Name | Rarity | Location | Table | Result | Counts? |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Chardalyn-Harpune | Common | DC-FR-TNaiD Bryn Shander´s Questbord: Quest -Frozen Antlers | true | ||
| Weapon (Spear), common Simple weapon, melee weapon 3 lb. 1d6 Piercing Thrown (20/60 ft.), Versatile (1d8) Mastery: Sap An alchemical process has bonded silver to this magic weapon. When you score a Critical Hit with it against a creature that is shape-shifted, the weapon deals one additional die of damage. Forged from the purest, brightest chardalyn, the tip of this harpoon emits a soft, icy-blue glow that dances around the blade like floating mist. An ancient rune is carved deep into the chardalyn—it remains inconspicuous until the harpoon is activated with the command "Ljósta." Then the rune flickers like frozen moonlight, while a fine mist pours from the mouth of the small bear head engraved on the joint to the pole. Its snout is twisted into an icy grimace, and its eyes begin to glow ghostly, as if an ancient frost spirit were awakening. With the command "Deyfa," the glow is dimmed again, the rune fades, and the mist slowly recedes like the breath of a dying winter storm. Minor Propety: Beacon. You can take a Bonus Action to cause the item to shed Bright Light in a 10- foot radius and Dim Light for an additional 10 feet, or to extinguish the light. | |||||
| Heartshell Amulet | Uncommon | DC-FR-TNaiD Bryn Shander´s Questbord: Quest -Frozen Antlers | true | ||
| Periapt of Health, Wondrous item, uncommon (requires attunement) 1 lb. While wearing this pendant, you can take a Magic action to regain 2d4 + 2 Hit Points. Once used, this property can't be used again until the next dawn. In addition, you have Advantage on saving throws to avoid or end the Poisoned condition while you wear this pendant. A delicate, heart-shaped shell amulet shimmers in soft pink tones. Fine grooves run like waves across its surface. It hangs from a band of softly woven seal hair, interspersed with small pearls and miniature shells. When held in the hand, it feels warm – like a ray of sunshine on salt-soaked skin. Some say it whispers in the breeze of the sound of distant shores. Minor Propetie: Temperate. You are unharmed by temperatures of 0 degrees Fahrenheit or lower, and 100 degrees Fahrenheit or higher. | |||||