Black Crow Down

When Grettir returned to Telemark, he brought with him a fellow with a huge red beard, who spoke with a funny accent.  When pressed he would claim to come from Anango and give an entirely false name.  This was Bramcheck Ar’Mordhien, an old time adventuring pal of Grettir’s who in a previous life had been … Read more

Hunting the Snark

Grettir was moaning to Paradoxides about not finding a Sphinx to ride.  “Why don’t I take you to the 5th Circle of Hell”, says Paradoxides,  “There’s bound to be one there.” “Er…. isn’t that where Gerion hangs out? You know, the Demon Lord we thwarted in the matter of Ptah.  We killed his Lieutenant.”  “Well, … Read more

Thorkel’s End

While Grettir and Paradoxides were chasing sphinxes in the 5th Circle of Hell, Ubaron and Trevillion had been hanging out in Telemark, in a tavern that Trevillion – always a man with an eye to a commercial opportunity – had bought up from an individual keen to depart town with some cash before the Imperials … Read more