Monthly Archives: April 2014

Caradoc ap Segovax: An old tale ends and a new one begins (Age of Arthur, Session 4)

By | 26th April 2014

When my eyes opened, the shape of the mighty wyrms lightning still clinging to my vision, I could see Scotia battling against a crowd of the deathless cursed, aided by the fey knights of our Kindly One escort; falling to my knees I sunk my fingers into the soil in the hope that our outsurge… Read More »

Good intentions have their own Price (IC writeup of the 7th Seattle Demon the Fallen session)

By | 25th April 2014

Three demons, an abusive housewife and a confused young woman walk into a diner, sounds like a joke doesn’t it? Sometimes I wonder whether God made the world as a joke, if he did then I hope it looks funnier from the outside than it does when you’re living it. Helen was obviously confused, hell… Read More »

The Price of Innocence (IC writeup of the 6th Seattle Demon the Fallen session)

By | 25th April 2014

After trekking for a number of hours we finally came across sign of civilisation, the black iron line of a railway stretching across the otherwise barren landscape and in the distance the soft chuffing of an approaching train that squealed to close ready to take on cargo; grabbing what we could we dived onboard one… Read More »

Caradoc ap Segovax: A Darkling Village (Age of Arthur, Session 3)

By | 23rd April 2014

With our escort of the Kindly Ones we made our way through the forest, guided with all speed past the natural hazards of this great place, heading southwestwards; my heart grew heavier as we neared the darkling village and I contemplated what doom the unbelievers and worshippers of the false god had bought down upon… Read More »

Caradoc ap Segovax: Ancient Spirits of the Forest and Air (Age of Arthur, Session 2)

By | 23rd April 2014

I was awoken during the night by Scotia, the soft sound of laughter and other strange noises filtered through the forest trees that were illuminated but dimly by the flickering embers of our campfire; pulling a burning brand from the fire I blew gently on it, sending a small cloud of ash spiralling into the… Read More »

"Eight Days of Winter" – Serpents Fall Session 9 – Writeup

By | 11th April 2014

The group are resting, wary of pursuit by the Regent’s forces in a small farmhouse owned by Cenhelm and his wife Aesc, Moroveer plans to sneak into Winchester disguised as a trader whilst Horesh wishes to ally with Celts. The spear Aelfgar, having once belonged to Godric the deceased king of Winchester, has been disguised… Read More »