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 this post) While Kyra all alone begun to change the Design of the Isle towards … More Cryer # 208- 211
** 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 been allowed to have a sneaky peek at the planners table. And we can tell, … More Cryer # 207
*** 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 message and beds and supplies have been left behind seemingly in a hurry. The shape … More Cryer # 206
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. The magic wreaking havoc must be reversed, and all must discuss what to do… (The … More A Meeting…
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 Unseelie territory to the Seelie area, from Wyldings’ land to the Human village — is … More “Uh-oh”
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 creature which hides within the shadows, the boy remains. He drifts off into reverie on … More The Quiet Guardian
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 to happen, only that the time is drawing near.
…Fire burn, and cauldron bubble./For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.” Poetry aside…It seems that big ol’ pot the kids dragged into the clubhouse to cook stew in is actually a witch’s cauldron. Kids who ate/eat food from it will begin to experience side effects…