People Being Other People - DnD Actual Play

After a Mic Drop at Libera's cocktail party, the party casually coordinates a community rescue mission, and then jet off to Lodom to get cracking on a plan to take back more than Smallcastle.

The Heroes of the Clouds make a triumphant return. And then it all falls apart.

We made it to the top, and tonight, we find out who has the bravery to see this through.

We have the deepest conversations in the highest, wettest places. Then we make the final push for fresh air.

We regroup after a blackout in the hollow, but a̴l̴l̴ ̸w̸e̷'̷r̸e̸ ̶f̴i̷n̷d̴ì̶͎ņ̸̬̣͇̿́ğ̵̢̟͖̣ ̴͍̫̠̳͐͋i̷͚͈͊̾̚s̴̰͉̯̅́͆ ̴̬̎̒͛m̶̢̤̉̉̂̎ù̶̜͈̇ṣ̸͛͑͠h̶͚́̈́͂̒r̵̻̋ͅo̷̮̗̺͇̊ơ̴͓͙̣m̸̞͂̏s̶̢̜̤̀̊

We're absolutely surrounded, but since when has that been an issue? Husk me like a corn!

We find more rose-colored visions of the past, and mull it over with some of the finest wine on any plane. 

After the climb of our lives, we all take a walk in the park in the dark -- and we're not alone. 

We get a crash-course in Cursebreaking from the best in the biz, and there's more personal beef involved than anyone expected.

Our journey to the great tower comes to an end, but not before we face our darkest night.

We cross into the Rainy Hills and goad an invisible beast into a hot slice of Journey. Odds of survival? About one in eight thousand.

We explore the ruins of our former stomping grounds and find one huge Lor drop after another. 

There's nowhere left to hide, and everything is out to kill us. The path out of the Feywild is bathed in blood and full of old foes.

There's something about gathering around a fire that brings out the best connections, even when it's darker than it's ever been.

We find the come face to face with the dark Heart of the Feywild.

We've landed in the Feywild, and the Nightmare is just beginning. 

Guy goes head-to-heads with his past as we delve down into Smallcastle. What lurks at the bottom changes everything.

We help Maisie, the wild witch, reckon with the end of Smallcastle, then develop a plan to save it. Part one--outfox a few thousand rats. Part two--who the hell knows? 

We dine with the finest folk in all of Smallcastle. Not really -- the Gentahlia family show their true colors over dinner while we plumb them for information about Maisie.

We make the trek out to the REAL Small Castle, and meet their itty-bitty welcoming committee - a Royal Family with too much everything on their hands.