Lords of RPG

An update on Glinsess.   Some of his "treasures" were found which began an inquiry within the circus.   Although it was weird he couldn't be tied to a specific crime.   Prof Devereaux offered as an alternative to continuing to face...

"It's a question of any true god; Whom do you serve? What is your quest?" "Please, answer honestly. We are among friends." The party is gathered around a campfire after a nice meal and libations.

Who Do I Gotta Kill Now?

Sympos took his charge, Shade, to the witch's door. A door he was told to darken no more.

Hours later, as he heard the last of the patrons leave the tavern, Timm tossed a letter addressed to Zuc Swain on the desk

"Yes, yes...anything you want...just leave her be."

For an hour or three each evening, night or early morning, Timm had been working on a map. A map that linked the three kindoms of Zuc Swain to the current world of Kempin.

How many must die?

There was murmuring between those present. Closed after 500 years? Had the Rangers of Oth failed to protect the Gate? Who was left in the ruined world to attempt such a thing?

Jack let out a sigh. "That weird traveler guy has her bewitched somehow. He's confused her with his dark charms. I'll take care of that today."