Tag Archives: Dhuanolil

Cryer # 208- 211

The past months have been a bit of a roller-coaster, enjoyable for the most part, but pretty chaotic as well… Earlier this year we decided to alter the concept of the Isle of Dee. ( see text in bottom of … Continue reading

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Cryer # 207

** STOP PRESS ** Happy Anniversary – Long Live The People of Isle Of Dee A Week of Celebration is ahead in celebration of our adventures through the flood, ourlanding at our new home and the Troll Magic. We have … Continue reading

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Cryer # 206

*** STOP PRESS *** Invasion! They came over night and left as sneakingly as they came. Who they are is unknown, but what they left is plain to see. An Impaled head tells as much as that someone left a … Continue reading

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A Meeting…

Word is sent out, delivered by mouth and by note…and perhaps by other means…among the people, seeking out those gifted with power. The message calls for a meeting, summoning those with magic to attend a meeting at the Gaia Circle. … Continue reading

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“Uh-oh”

  A rumble vibrates the air across the entire island; it is especially powerful near the Drow caves, so intense that the ground trembles. Those who are sensitive to magic might notice a change in the atmosphere. Everywhere — from … Continue reading

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The Quiet Guardian

Dhuanolil stretches out on the floor of the Underdark’s throne room, near the steps so he can hopefully hear anyone entering the area. The silence is long and eerie, and the boy keeps his dagger close; but loyal to the … Continue reading

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Wedding?

Rumors begin to spread of an oncoming wedding. Some people say that rings have been found, and a dress is being made. Is it true, however? Or is it all a joke…? No one yet knows when it is supposed … Continue reading

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