Havia led her father hesitantly into the kitchen, the sound of laughter and the clinking of cutlery on plates greeted them, a comforting cacophony that had prepared them as they approached the door way. The kitchen was warm, but not uncomfortably so, a fire crackled at the far end of…
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CRAWl EP 23 – Intervention
It was just over an hour’s walk to their house from Chelis. Antios walked up front alongside Havia’s brother, Juko. The half elf was pleasant enough company. Throwing himself into small talk, like the politician he had been groomed to be. Havia and her father had been given a rather…
CRAWL EP 22 – Appearances
Iki waited. They waited for what felt like forever. It had probably only been an hour or so. Eventually they gave up waiting and resumed their investigations of the nexus. So far Iki had found one chest. filled to the brim with gold and silver, a small bag of the…
CRAWL EP 21 – Sacrifice
It was the tapping, inconsistent in rhythm and volume, which brought Antios out of his deep sleep. He wiped the sleep from his eyes as he sat up on the cot, groaning as he swung his legs over the side before realising someone had taken off his boots. “By the…
CRAWL EP 20 – Repercussions
Havia nudged him awake, he knew it was her because she kicked him rather hard in the leg before leaning down to whisper in his ear. “Wake up you lousy bugbear, ain’t no way I’m carrying you out of here.” Antios knew it was how the rogue showed affection, an…
CRAWL EP 19 – “Turen undead, MF?”
Iki screamed. The golden light emanating from the spell caster was blinding and scary, and yet warm and reassuring at the same time. Either way it startled her, so she stepped behind Havia, watching in amazement as the horde of skeletons fell to the floor, their skulls dissolving in a…
CRAWL EP 18 – Safety in numbers?
Doing a quick head count, Antios noted over twenty skeletons arranged around the vast, mist-filled hall. All of which, were shambling menacingly towards the party. Several of the skeletons appeared worryingly different, the skulls were less shiny and bright, looking more like toughened leather. Their bones drier with less skin…
CRAWL EP 17 – Cracking skulls
They followed Iki through a labyrinth of winding tunnels, both natural and carved. The kobold was quick and stealthy, their tail swaying nervously as they guided them quietly away from the tribe’s territory. The kobold led them confidently into obviously less used tunnels and natural cave systems. Antios breathed deep…
CRAWL EP 16 – Monsters
They heard them entering through the west walk, a lone corridor leading to the sealed ways. Iki knew they should report the invasion to the clan elder, but watched and waited instead, fascinated by the monsters walking past their hiding place. “You still haven’t spent your ether? Are you mad?”…
CRAWL EP 15 – An end to death?
The wall on the far side of the chamber had been pulled apart. The chiselled edges of well masoned stone giving way to the rock and dirt behind. Another group of kobolds had been standing guard. Only the much faster, colourfully attired one had escaped, the others were taken down…