Tales from Faerun

Tales from Faerun

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A collection of shorts from a D&D group I recently became a part of. I play as Aelthas, so many of the stories will be from his point of view. Every story is intended to explain something for other members of the group, whether it's how my sword got its name, or why Relgrim is gone and Respen dead. Suren--How Aelthas received his sword, Suren. The Undead Suren, Vampire Priestess of Melvaunt--Some backstory on Suren. Tymora's Rainbow--How Aelthas acquired his six-sided die (trinket). At The Brewtal Cask--How our story began. The Road to Phandalin--Aelthas and Respen on the road. Two Men and a Dwarf Walk Into a Tavern--The entrance of Relgrim. The Death of Respen--The exit of Relgrim from the group, and the death of Respen. Priva and the Phoenix--Why Aelthas abandoned his drunken grieving process.
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'They pulled the chair across from me out and sat in it. The tavern carried on when the figure made themselves comfortable. My grip tightened on the hilt of the dagger. They pulled the hood of their cloak off and unclasped it. Their movements were relaxed and unhurried. I ran my eyes over him. He had strange black, swirling tattoos on his neck and long, pointed ears. His clothes were plain. I crossed my arms and sat back in my seat, keeping my eyes on his piercing midnight blue ones. He cocked an eyebrow. "Well?" I narrowed my eyes. "Well, what?" "What's your business here?" "I should be asking you that, considering you silenced a room by being in it." "Fair enough." He paused as the bartender brought another tankard over. "I'm looking for a travel companion." His voice was as deep as the shadows surrounding us. "You're an elf... Don't they prefer to travel on their own?" "Fae," he corrected as he pulled a pipe out of thin air. A black wisp of smoke surrounded his hand as he did so. "But yes, we do. I, however, have had enough of my thoughts being my only company." I nodded. "So?" He raised his eyebrows. I shook my head sadly. "This is something I need to do. Alone." "Alright." He looked a bit disappointed, which was odd, considering we had just met. ' What happens when you're going to kill the Unnamed One and meet a mysterious fae on your journey? Do you trust him, or leave him? And what do you do when you find out what he's been hiding? Iowyn Aedithas is on a quest to save her guild. A quest that could potentially be lethal for her. She's an awfully brave (some would say naive) human to be doing this. Demons have been attacking her guild, and she's had enough. She meets Evaris, the mysterious fae, on her journey and he becomes her travel companion. When they reach their destination, he reveals information that's previously been held close.

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