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The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 22: Glaffin The Court of the Beggar-King is bedecked in mouldering splendour. Stained tapestries illuminated by fluttering tapers and smoking bronze braziers that glisten with mould and rainwater. Pillows and blankets, black with mildew, cover every...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 21: The Shadow descends. Cathal and Astaroth stride forward, into the thick of the action, two of the Beggars are cut down quickly- Cathal is all action; a third suddenly slumps onto the cobbled floor- Astaroth wrenches his axe free and moves on. In...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 20: B.S. Out into the pissing rain, the weather's got worse while they've been inside, Cathal spies the courtyard- a shit-pit, he descends the wooden steps and into the broken arena. Astaroth, his shadow, follows after. Down into a broken cobbled ya...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 19: Misfortunes. “Mawdam Zweb- she know wall, see wall, hear wall...” “Didn't hear us coming.” Kullervo interjects, and gets a look. “Hear mowst things”, Madame Zeb corrects herself, then goes on, “lewt mwe diwine yaw forwtune...” The Friday Knights...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 18: This-armed “A what?!” Cathal whispers, with as much vehemence as he can muster- which is a significant amount. “I said a nappy...” Kullervo whispers back, repeating himself. “A... Oh.” Cathal gets it, and scratches his chin. “Well, he wasn't lyi...

That'll do for now, more pictures to go with the further installments.

Maptools- genius.

Cheers Paul

Madame Zeb and her remaining Eunuch spill the beans.

Kullervo discovers the chest, Arthuro looks under the bed...

Irocar and the Dog Brothers take a beating.

Arthuro and a pair of floundering Dog Brothers.

And into the Bazaar of the Bizarre they go, oh look TIMMY!

Fernando Del Amitri is up for a rumble... Wolfie has other ideas.

Screen shot of the initial action- the Beggar King's Sentries are caught unawares.

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 17: Madame Zeb. The chamber ahead is deserted, or so it seems... there are a staggering number of bedrolls here, all... what's the phrase, shitty- certainly not the kind of place the discerning adventurers would lay their head to rest. A dozen or mo...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 16: Rats! The chest is thoroughly ransacked, it offers up all manner of goodies- Cathal sports a new cloak- some sort of protective device Ignaran confirms. The Drow-made spider pendant which previously secured it is quickly discarded [1]. There are...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 15: Intricate and Complex It certainly is a big chest - intricate, complex; Kullervo finishes his intro - “It's... Intricate... Complex...” He shrugs. “You can't open it, can you?” Cathal stares hard at Kullervo, and then down to the Fence on the fl...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 14: Dog Daze. Irocar is dragged roughly down the stairs, his wounds having been half-heartedly bound by Ignaran. Stripped of his armour and dog-pelt cape, he looks…. smaller, certainly less ferocious. Right now Astaroth's meaty paw clutches a thick ...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 13: Dog Gone. Irocar comes again, slashing hard with his bastard sword, catching Cathal momentarily off guard. The blade clangs against the warrior of Kord's armour, saws down leaving a split metal furrow, but doesn't break the skin beneath. The two...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 12: Meanwhile... Meanwhile, back down the stairs Kullervo is having a cosy chat with Arthuro the Fence. “What's with all this stuff?” The young Rogue flicks the dagger through the piles of papers on the laden desk. “Receipts... Takings... Coppers, t...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 11: The Leader of the Pack. The tables are turned, big-time, it seems. Cathal's opponents, the Dog Brothers, mangy human scum- street fighters, wrestle with each other for a moment and then finally find their respective feet. “Arrrghhh”, and, “Woof”...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 10: TIMMY! Timmy rises from the deep, a six foot diameter ball of undulating rubbery flesh, wrapped in a hardened skin of crusted sh*t and stink. Two slithering clawed and hooked tentacles either side of a shorter eye stalk that snakes into the air....

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 9: The Bazaar of the Bizarre. “He looks trustworthy enough, not… you know… bright.” Ignaran adds while making sure Astaroth is out of earshot. “No, that.” Cathal turns and points to the now decapitated statue, beneath the filth and dirt. Sculpted fr...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 8: Astaroth. The gate? CRASH The sound comes again. It is the gate. It sounds as if some huge monstrosity has just ripped the thing off its hinges, which as it happens, is a fairly accurate description of events. Cathal takes charge - “spread out, i...

Great stuff Goon. I am really enjoying these. Glad to hear it, here comes more of the same- The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 7: The Goose. Cathal strides out of the Blue Moon Alehouse and back into the night, but only for a short perambulation. Actually what he does is exit the fr...

The Friday Knights in Sellswords of Fallcrest Part 6: Adventurers. “Pie.” Fat Alan whispers, and wipes meat and potato mush from his face. He's not dead, which comes as a shock to everyone- Fat Alan included. The last remaining guard gets to his feet- still woozy; looks left, then right, then behind...