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Tuesday, April 19, 2016

(Hackmaster) Burning Trogs Rule! #35: The Wedding of Lady Arlene

Zorin Redrock - Gnome Titan Fighter.  Veteran of the Barbarian Wars, and hero of Marakeikos due to the retaking of Frandor's Keep.
Gwendalyn Lorax  - Half Elf Druid.
Terval Sit - Half-Elf Mage
"Whitey" Smallfoot - Albino Halfling Priest of Yondalla.   Zorin's sidekick.
For those playing along at home, Coreena the pre-teen halfling torchbearer, and Ramsa, mute halfling protege of Gwen got to sit this one out.

36th of TriDec 1135, Celsior, Kingdom of Marakeikos
After a few more days, the trio of Terval, Zorin, and Whitey returned to Celsior. They received invitations to the wedding of Lady Arlene Harlan (daughter of Baron Sherlane) and Dmitri Yurovik, adventurer.

7th of QuaDec 1135, Califon, Kingdom of Marakeikos
Taking Gwen with them, the group arrived in Califon on the day of the wedding.  They dashed to the Twilight Rusty Deer Inn to quickly clean up and change before heading to the wedding.  It was a nice, low-key ceremony, given it was for the daughter of a Baron, daughter was a member of the Order of the Griffon.  More importantly for the Trogs, it had an open bar.

Zorin:  Plus I introduce the other Trogs to Baron Sherlane and then I drink and tell stories.

8th of QuaDec 1135, Califon
In Marakeikan tradition, the day after the wedding was for celebration.  A Tournament and general festival took place.   Zorin entered the footman's fight

Turvel:  The fight started and I watch Zorin stand in the middle of the field.  The person Zorin yelled "By the Hand of the Master!" and attacked him.  Terval remained invisible.  Zorin defeats all that attack him.  He is the last one standing.

Zorin:  "Holy Crap, the second to last person standing was Cecelia!!!!!!"

After all the trouble they had gotten involved with, and all the threats looming over the Kingdom, I felt it proper to give them a little celebration... and a little competitive combat always gets the juices flowing, even back twenty years of real time running this campaign.  

Cecelia Darkspruce, half-elf sorority girl-styled Priestess of Sif had been last seen somewhere in the proximity of the Slaver City of Roark.  The other party members had been amazed at the story of Gwen's escape, but doubted the good fortune of having their second MIA friend return in one piece.  Her story commands its own post....

Next #36: Cecelia Darkspruce, Free-Woman

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