Breath of Zehir

The adventure isn't over, but it is ending.


I think the time has come to wrap up this campaign and move on. Julian, Andrew, and Becky have gone their separate ways, and our other players are spread far and wide. D&D 5th Edition has officially launched, and it’s been ten months since we last played. 4e is retired and our campaign with it.

I’ve ended my DDI subscription and, if you haven’t already, you probably should too. There’s no new 4e material and it’s been moved to Wizards’ “archive” website. So, grab your custom characters and monsters before it goes offline for good.

So this is the end of the game, but not the end of the story. I’ve had the epic level campaign arc plotted out for years and it’s still a story I’d like to tell. So, for every week, I’ll make a blog post here running over a hypothetical game session with all the story developments. I hope we can all get some closure this way and wrap things up neatly—without four-hour combat encounters.

I would like to get together Labor Day (September 1st) for one last fling. Becky has her adventure set up and it would be nice to have one last session. I hope this is enough advance notice, as it’s the last time we’ll be getting together for Breath of Zehir.

If you can’t make it I’ll understand. We all came together five years ago as I first came to California, and I’ll be proud to have you all by my side at my wedding. You’ve all been great friends and good gamer companions. I’m not sad that it’s over; I’m happy that it’s happened. Thanks everyone, and I’ll see you soon.


Answers yet still more Questions

Power. So much raw power just flowing through me. Is this the power that I have been searching for my entire life? The power of the Elemental God that resides in the palm of my hand; the power of Haerket. I look at my four allies that I have made this trip with and I can see the looks in their eyes. The woman who I have come to respect even though we clash heads. She has experienced the pain I have felt before, losing a loved one to the horrors of that bloody war so many year ago. She too has reached for her destiny and now grasps it in her hand. Was this same feeling of power what she experienced as well that day?

To my left lies the person I have relied upon for so long now. She is the symbol of power in our group, the one we cannot live without. She has been the driving force behind our victories and she has come close to the gates of death that I must admit, I’m surprised she continues onward. Even now, as we stand in the city of her patron god, she fights at my side to free this power. I knew from the moment I read the scroll containing the story of Haerket that I would push her far against her beliefs. I never truly knew how much I was going to ask of her to get to this point. Not only has she assisted me in freeing the power of the long dead Haerket and broken the ancient seal her god had a part in making, she agreed to have a demon summoned in her version of heaven as well as having an Arch-Angel destroyed in the process just so we could access this power. I owe her more than life itself right now but my words have done enough now.

Standing in front of me, a man who never fails to amaze me with what he can do. He has done so much to help this party and we barely asked him to do it for us. He came to us at a time when we needed someone the most. Bruised and broken, he came to us looking for revenge on the creature who killed his entire people. We have done much up to this point for him to gain our trust and yet now, with the power I feel inside of me, I feel like there is more I personally can do for him. We each had a hand in killing the wretched creature that had such a profound impact on our respective lives but now, she seeks to be returned. With the power growing inside of me, I wonder if I can help him reach his destiny in time to once again strike the creature down. He is a good friend and although I did not find trust in him at first, he has gained it now. The meeting with his god was truly amazing and it showed me that faith, no matter who you worship, can bring about self-discovery.

I look to the small one standing near my friend and I find myself smiling. This young one, a poor helpless child that was trapped before chaos brought him to us, he has grown so much in such a short time. I recall when the Deck of Many things reached out into the chaos of life and plucked from it this young man. Little did I know he was going to turn out to be something far greater then I could have ever imagined. Although he seemed reserved at first, it was the trust and love that we all showed him that set us apart from the people who had taken him for prisoner. I can still recount the stories of the way his people talked down to him and his mother. The way they shunned him because he was different than the rest of them and to me, this was disgusting. This young man has shown that his worth far exceeds the lies and slander his people spoke to him and I am glad that he was here to face this threat with us.

I look to the body of the creature that held this power inside of it and I simply weep. This magnificent Storm Giant stood here for millennia as a seal for the power of Haerket and used his whip to summon forth a mighty storm to keep others away. The putrid green acid shackles that are attached to his ankles are still melting away at his body. A deep sense of sorrow fills my heart for having to slay this creature just so I could obtain this power. Was it truly worth killing him for it?

Of course it was

What was that? Whose voice was that?

A Moment Alone

“Oh, here you are, Codren.” Vayastra said happily, as she climbed into a small alcove of one of the mini islands of Hestavar.
“Yes, I was growing tired of the strange looks…” he replied coolly, staring off into the mix of fluffy clouds and shining islands.
“They must not be used to seeing a ghost around.” Codren only nodded. “Is that all that troubles you?” She prodded.
“Frankly, I’m disappointed.” Still staring off into the distance, his brows furrowed as his mind wondered.
She scoffed. “As am I. A ship of our own would have made it easier for us to travel around here.”
At that, Codren finally turned to her, incredulous. “What’s gotten in to you?”
Now Vayastra frowned. “What do you mean?”
“The Vay I knew would never have made such sacrifices for her own gain.”
“It was not for me! It was for us all!”
“And your sword? Your prized possession? Your soul?”
The silence that held in the air was deafening. Her heart almost stopped. “My… sword is not my soul as yours is, Codren.” She replied quietly, unconvinced of the words herself.
“Isn’t it? Why don’t you give it some thought, Vayastra. You were able to disenchant that sword without giving it a second thought. You’ve lost touch with it, your way, and your soul. Perhaps it was not such a great thing for you to take sole possession of the shadow rift blade. Perhaps I’ve failed in protecting you from its influence.”
“Codren, don’t say such things!”
“They are things you should hear and things you need to think about. I am here for you when you need me, but not before you think about what’s transpired as of late.”
With that, he faded away, leaving Vayastra stunned and hurt.

Alive and sort-of-alive
Alive and sort-of-alive


Our group has split up. Not a very good idea; strength in numbers a much better idea. Gabby, Lutin, Sponge, a hideous troll, and me were cornered and forced to do battle. Luck us, dragon of death did not chase us. Big flying half dragon attack with snake woman riding it upon us. Hideous troll block off way of giant snake with weird eyes; he do good job of keeping him away. Ninja’s showed themselves as well, but they were easy to kill. Lutin make weird floating hands in the air to mess up half dragon and snake woman; funny when they hit each other. Also made snake woman go flying into the distance. He very strong for magic man.

Floating hand killed half dragon. Squeezed his neck to death, but half dragon still managed to shriek. Bad luck this time. Dragon of Death descend from the sky. We not ready for this fight, so Lutin and Gabby buy time for me to go and see if I can find other magic man, Berrian. Unsuccessful but Gabby and Lutin find out Dragon of Death still weak against magic shards. Dragon of Death fly away with curses, so we safe.

Regroup with others and we go try and find others. Find old battleground with big scary lizard with stubby arms and snakemen on floor. Lots of ash on floor, so fire must have been set to corpses. Stupid troll charge into the middle and try to hurt dead lizard. Big scary lizard wake up, even more scary now. Snakemen get up as well, some look like zombies. Rushed into battle and broke the leg of the giant scary lizard. Injured him badly, but he retaliate with throwing up on Gabby and Sponge; Sponge still picking off intestines. Lutin could not hit puny snakeman. It was funny watching him get angry.


Slithering Idols, Medusa's and Trolls...oh my!

To Whom It May Concern:

So here we are, walking along, minding our own business as we make our way up the mountain towards Ghouladon. I honestly don’t care how I spell her name because I intend to kill this unholy creature with the might of Pelor! Anyways, sorry to get off track. As I strode valiantly towards our enemy with my trusty sidekicks behind me we come upon a group protecting an idol glowing green. With my incredible intellect I can only guess that we must be heading to the Shadowfell through that passage. Before us stood a Yuantee, another ugly thing, and a Slithering idol of Zehir. The slithering idol is a dragon type creature with giant blades for wings. This was seriously the coolest thing I have ever seen until it started hissing at us. It was talking some nonsense about us not passing and that we would meet our doom before ever making it to the Shadowfell blah blah blah. I stopped listening after a while because I was already thinking of ways to protect my sidekicks and trying to look amazing while I did.

This battle went relatively smooth. Our new rogue Korgith or something is a great addition to the team. Very effective being all sneaky and stuff. Berrian is getting way to showy with that crazy deck of his, although I will admit that it is all pretty cool. I will never tell him that though. Vayastra helped us out big time with healing, always good to have a bard handy. I would have to say that the trickiest enemy was the medusa. We had a few close calls with almost being stoned again and I would have been very upset to be turned to stone again. Lux at some point did an amazing three flip somersault over the barrier where our enemies were. Very jealous that I can not wear leather armor.

Once we defeated the last creature, I received a new Sunblade weapon from the Slithering Idols wings. I must say, being even more radiant with awesome light is making me look very cool. Must keep a close eye on Vayastra, likes shiny things too much. Berrian figures out that the green obelisk will lead us to Ghouladan in the next dimension of the Shadowfell. We all teleport and we immediately turn up to see a Yuantee staring at us with an “oh shit” look on his face. (Oh how I love my job). WE all rush forward into battle and are immediately ambushed by the Yuantee and billions of ninjas. Ok not billions, maybe like 12. We all rush into battle and Lux is immediately surrounded by those ninjas. For a barbarian she kind of lauches herself into into battle, but she sure is strong. After killing the first ninja, we saw his soul sucked into the obelisk behind us and it glowed green. We realized that the obelisk was dominating our party and I was the main target most of the time. It makes sense since I am the most radiant. :) We defeated the ninjas and focused on the Yuantee. Wearing a symbol of Zehir from the ninjas prevented the obelisk from dominating us. All of my sidekicks wore them except for Berrian and myself. Berrian was protected from his magicy cards and i refused to wear that unholy symbol of my enemy. Berrian tried to throw me one twice and I refused both times. Oh the look on his face, it was almost worth getting dominated again. <3>s awesomeness,

Gabriella Lightsworn

Clones, Zombies, and Drakkoths

We defeated the Elder Brain! But more importantly, I met my clone. Anyway, after we defeated the brain it turned into “The Deck of Many Things” and found its way to our sorcerer. Whom then mostly had odd conversations with himself, or maybe it was with the brain in the cards, either way my new clone and myself re paying more attention to each other, discussing how to smash, what to smash, the fact that the party spent way to long not smashing something. Eventually we finally left, but heading towards the devil person trapped in a circle. Apparently the deck/brain wanted to read its fortune, which was so awesome! The first time didn’t go to well for him, he was turned into an idiot-literally. Then Mephasm(devil) had the brilliant idea of wanting to have another reading, which went even worse for him. A Nightwalker, four Sword Wraiths and a really big thing on fire appeared in hell and tore him to pieces. Zanne (my awesome clone) and I both wanted to jump in and help, more so because the battle looked glorious than wanting to help.

Once that bit was done and us barbarians were directed away from the battle that could have been more glorious, we teleported to our party’s friend Helios-some old blind dwarf, and their old party member Freya. Luckily when we arrived a horde of undead were shambling their way to Freya and Helios’ home. FINALLY, something the barbarians could tear into after so much talking. Which is exactly what we all did, half of us rushed into the horde hacking and exploding, while the rest used magics to explode them from afar. It was all over too soon, but over it was and then Zanne and I were subject to the agony of more discussions. Supposedly there was an issue about our-er, my soul being split in two. Something about when one of us dies and turning into a homicidal wraith, but Zanne and I were cool about it. Besides, apparently the blind dwarf made something to fix it.

So we left, but not before some heartfelt stuff between Tobias and Gabriella, Tobias was going to stay behind and help Helios and Freya move out of the danger zone. Berrian and Vayastra were also discussing something together, which left Zanne and myself staring at clouds while using our loyal mounts as pillows. After a really long time of not killing things we moved on without Tobias, but not before a half orc seeking out The Edge appeared. Apparently the evil forces my party is fighting killed his village or something. So he sought us out and asked to join, we read his fortune first which magically summoned a squire, then we were stuck with both of them. But the orc did pretty well in our next fight.

We head towards our foe until we reach a small enemy encampment, Vayastra casts a spell to make us all appear to be ghouls and we walk in. Within the camp are four Drakkoths and two shadow serpents. One approaches our party, yells at us to go forth and kill the living, but not them, the other living, then turns to head back. Gabby attacks from behind and we begin the great fight! It was a beautiful thing. We bled much but we made them bleed more! Sadly it ended and one Drakkoth got away, but there will be more killings in the morning after we have taken our short rest.


Diamond Peak, Pt. 2

This excerpt is from the journal of a Mr. Lutin Alowishus Greenlode

Dear Diary
Stardate 2.304.31
To whom it may concern,

Well things sure went south. Maybe coming to this here Diamond Peak wasn’t such a bad idea. I suppose to fill in the blanks you may be curious about, I should start with the fact that I died. For the first time. Didn’t like it. Need to remember to take notes next time. So did the others, though I ain’t too broken up, we’re gonna bring em back as soon as we hit town. But the High Priest has given me permission to team up with and assist these here adventurers I found. Buncha uneducated hicks as far as I can tell, ’cept maybe the Eladrins Eladri multiple Eladrin. Note to self: ask about Eladric plurality grammar rules. They seem like good honest folk, and they did bring me back from the dead without chargin me for it, so I might as well lend them my expertise on their quest to stop a megalomaniacal draconic demigod.

We killed them Illithids and found a little note in Illithese, which luckily my new friend Toby the warlord was able to translate out of crazy farspeak. Turns out if you sacrifice a buncha valuables to Tiamat by dropping em in lava, you could get her blessing. The risk weren’t worth it to me, but he decided he needed him some wings, and I ain’t one to tell a feller with a blade as wicked as his what to do impose upon his free will.

Continuin on, we found us a strange lookin barbarian woman all scared like. After using my incredible diplomatic skills that in no way resulted in me exploding, we got her to lead us deep into the mountain, where we found a portal that took us into a strange and alien mansion in the far realm. Bein as we be unable to see the true far realm without gettin nuttier than a squirrel with elephantiasis, we all perceived the architecture as similar to our respective home towns. After findin weird stuff and gettin lost and also seeing into the astral sea, includin seein Bahamut himself and seein an ancient gray dragon workin with aforementioned megalomaniacal draconic demigod, we found us a few things of interest: One, a devil and a demon, sealed in summoning circles. The demon in particular, we ended up freein in no way made any deals with or released in a moment of weakness. Two, we found dead copies of ourselves and figured out that the barbarian was a copy of another one of our adventurin party. And most importantly; I got copies of all of my internal organs. And an extra eye. Because why not.

Making our way to the Elder Brain who controlled this realm, we were forced to challenge him to a bit of a battle of wits to prove ourselves enternainin so as he would give us the dragonshard. Bandin together Usin my vast and impressive intellect, we I showed ourselves myself to be pretty damn awesome, and in return he not only gave us the dragonshard, but requested we take his intellect along with us in the form of none other than the infamous Deck o’ Many Things.

All in all, an excitin time. Mebbe after this here rest we’ll return to town, revive my friends, get a drink, and save the world. All in a days work as they say.

Love Sincerely,
Lutin Alowishus Greenlode

Diamond Peak, Pt. 1

Ascending Diamond Peak in the midst of a blizzard proved to be extremely dangerous, with Gabriella almost dying of hypothermia, and avalanches and winter wolves threatening our heroes. Uncovering the ruins of the ancient shrine to Tiamat, the Palace of Burning Ice, they find it infested with Mind Flayers and their aberrant creations…

Emerald-Diamond Interlude

Upon return to Herriot’s farm before launching their next assault, the party has learned the following:

• Robbie Herriot is in town on business, but Helios and Freya are keeping watch. Helios’ canary has been acting excited recently and he’s been forced to let it out in the mornings.
• The Roc egg is incubating and slight movements are felt. It should be hatching in just a few weeks. Freya has offered to keep and train it to be comfortable around people, and to accept riders.
• The blue dragon Balnar has taken up residence at his ancestral home Sapphire Peak, now that the Dragonshard warding has gone.
• The city of Orspring seems to have increased its population by about 20% overnight, the city much more busy than usual. Strangely, there has been no increase in caravan traffic into the city.
• Professor Plum has vanished, citing ‘a once in a lifetime opportunity’, leaving Meepo in charge of the Hell’s Gate Inn.
• Brahm the Shining has finally recovered from his coma and is on his way to Diamond Peak. He sends the message that he will rendezvous with the players there.

Emerald Peak, Pt 2

The waterfall veil at the top of Emerald Peak was a passage to the Feywild and a glowing underground cavern filled with innocent mushroom folk and brutal cyclops. The myconid sovereign negotiated a deal with the party: slay the Formorian King, Ugolin, and he would reveal the location of the Emerald Dragonshard. The EDGE valiantly charged through caverns filled with deadly fey and underdark hazards before storming the iron gates and conquering the caverns. The myconids made good on their bargain and led the players to the cavern of a vicious purple worm, in whose gullet they finally retrieved the Dragonshard.


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