A Life Full of Adventure

My PC Vaervenshyael  - Female Elf Duellist My companions Tankred "Silver Bear" Tenneckermann  - Human Artisan/Mercenary Wilhelm Hechland  - Human Pistoleer/Engineer Doctor  Johann Wilhelm Woeller  - Human Physician ( Previous Notes ) Vaervenshyael mentioned assassinating the female knights before leaving, so they don't get in the way. If she is able to convince the group not to leave Sulzerberg the next day, she is going to start tracking the knights' patterns during the day, and especially sleeping patterns. "Other than Rosehilda's headstart, I do not see any reason for us to rush out of this town. Tankred is wounded and nursing stitches. Wilhelm needs time to...feel better after his recent intoxication. I suggest we wait a few days, maybe a week, until after Tankred's stitches are removed. What think you all?" Tankred:    " We won't need a week. 3 days at most for me to be fit." Johann: "I should like t

My PC Vaervenshyael  - Female Elf Duellist My companions Tankred "Silver Bear" Tenneckermann  - Human Artisan/Mercenary Wilhelm Hechland  - Human Pistoleer/Engineer Doctor  Johann Wilhelm Woeller  - Human Physician ( Previous Notes ) They have led Tankred into the Prince's White Moon for a bit of field surgery. Vaervenshyael sneaks in while they are distracted, closes herself in a privacy cubby, and sets her finds out before her. The smaller rectangular object is covered by multiple layers of old oil cloth. The oil treatments have long faded, and she has to peel the cloths away gently. Inside are a number of journals banded together. Flipping through the journals, she finds notes written in an older form of Reikspiel. She also notices a crude drawing of the pillar, before it broke and was repaired with the metal poles. The journals apparently belonged to one Ludwig Stolzer, probably an earlier form of the name Sulzer. There were notes about him training u

My PC Vaervenshyael  - Female Elf Duellist My companions Tankred "Silver Bear" Tenneckermann  - Human Artisan Wilhelm Hechland  - Human Pistoleer Doctor  Johann Wilhelm Woeller  - Human Physician ( Previous Notes ) GM:  Each of you feel a chill from the west blow though the common. Tankred groans slightly as his muscles ache; Willhelm blinks as his eyes blur; Vaervanshyael grows nauseous; Johann presses his temples as a headache rises. As quick as the feelings came, they disappear with on the chill breeze. Then there's a loud snap and pop. Johann looks in the direction of the sound. Tankred's  hand moves deliberately towards his sword and he begins to worry about his brother back at the Drunken Donkey. This talk of chaos moons and raising dead kings is putting him on edge.  GM:  Johann looks up and for that instant, Johann sees the iron runners that hold the pillar, where it had once split, buckle and the rivet pop, but then grit falls into his