Monsters & Mazes

  Team Delta continued their journey through the vast expanse of arid thickets, their path guided by the ancient road stretching southward. With each step, the road facilitated their progress, allowing for swift and efficient travel through the rugged terrain of Barsoom. Amidst the rustling foliage and the dry whispers of the wind, the party pressed onward, their senses attuned to the subtle rhythms of the wilderness. Yet, despite the ever-present anticipation of the unknown, the day unfolded with a tranquil stillness, undisturbed by any notable events or encounters. As they journeyed, the party remained steadfast in their purpose, their determination unyielding as they ventured deeper into the heart of the untamed wilderness. With each passing moment, they drew closer to the mysteries that awaited them, their resolve unwavering in the face of the challenges yet to come. System(s) : Warriors of the Red Planet/Seven Voyages of Zylarthen/OSE Advanced Fantasy  Setting:  The planet of Anci

  The group continued their expedition along the ancient road, winding their way through the rugged mountains, traversing hills, and eventually navigating through arid thickets that marked the changing landscape of Barsoom. Amidst the towering mountains, the party's keen eyes caught sight of a weathered pole, its tattered flag defiantly planted within a crevice of the mountainside—a silent sentinel bearing witness to the passage of time and the mysteries of the land. As they journeyed through the hills, the party encountered a crossroads, a pivotal moment where paths diverged and choices lay before them. Opting to follow the southern route, they ventured into the stretch of thickets that awaited beyond, their path guided by the unseen currents of fate and adventure. Despite the intriguing discoveries and the significance of the crossroads, the remainder of the day unfolded without further notable events, allowing the party to progress through the untamed wilderness of Barsoom with

  The party's journey led them through the rolling hills and into the rugged expanse of the mountains once more. Amidst the towering peaks, they stumbled upon an ancient road, its weathered stones bearing testament to the passage of time. The road, carved into the mountainsides with remarkable craftsmanship, beckoned the adventurers forward, offering a path of relative ease amidst the challenging terrain. Choosing to follow the road as it wound its way through the majestic mountains, the party made steady progress, their footsteps guided by the ancient route's course. As they traversed the winding path, it led them across deep ravines bridging the gaps between mountain ranges, facilitating their travel through the rugged landscapes of Barsoom. Despite the monumental discovery of the ancient road, the day unfolded with a serene calmness, unmarred by any significant events or encounters. Yet, with each step along the ancient path, the team ventured further into the heart of the u

  The party pressed onward through the undulating hills and rugged mountains, their footsteps echoing amidst the untamed wilderness of Barsoom. As the sun reached its zenith, a glimpse of the majestic Chalkor Chree, soaring in the distant sky with a captured creature in its formidable claws, captivated the party's attention. Despite the awe-inspiring sight, the creature maintained its distance, offering no threat to the travelers below. Throughout the remainder of their journey, the day unfolded undisturbed by any further encounters or events of note. Despite the absence of excitement, the party continued their expedition with unwavering resolve, forging ahead through the challenging terrain as they ventured deeper into the uncharted expanses of the Red Planet. System(s) : Warriors of the Red Planet/Seven Voyages of Zylarthen/OSE Advanced Fantasy  Setting:  The planet of Ancient Barsoom (approximately 100,000 years before the events of A Princess of Mars)  The Party: Name: Ghodrim

  A formidable assembly of adventurers, emerged from the gates of Emtor. Led by Ghodrim Dar, an Ancient Warden renowned for his mastery of the wild, the party included Fthak, a sturdy Exotic silicate-based humanoid wielding unparalleled strength, and Yu Xythro, an enigmatic Unliving Mentalist whose powers held sway over the minds of their foes. Accompanied by Ak, a cunning yellow Martian Sorcerer of the Black Gate, Sorm, a relentless Kineticist Unliving, and Thryst Drim, an Elevated Beklid whose prowess matched the ferocity of the wilderness itself, the group ventured forth with purpose. Their journey through the undulating hills and into the towering mountains was marked by determination and anticipation. As they delved deeper into the rugged terrain, their spirits remained high, eager for the challenges that lay ahead in the uncharted realms of Barsoom. Despite the absence of notable encounters, the air crackled with the promise of adventure, fueling their resolve and kindling the fi

  Another brutal TPK... Team Gamma began exploring the first underground level of the weird crystalline structure. Unfortunately, Agrl was attacked and killed by a slug-like Sistsniss. The rest of the party continued through the rooms, nearly falling into a pit trap before gaining entrance to a hallway that lead to another door. This door was also trapped and dropped them all through a chute to the second level. They made it as far as the second room, then promptly were killed by a Mangore as they were trying to exit it. I will note that the Mangore was down to a single hit point and multiple morale checks kept it in the fight. Crazy how that can happen.

  The party ventured into the hills, where they stumbled upon a remarkable discovery—a square-shaped tumbled-down crystalline structure crafted from a massive single quartz crystal. As they explored the structure, they uncovered a single stairway leading to at least one underground level. Amidst their exploration, the party encountered two Bai perched upon a crystal wall, observing them with cautious curiosity. Despite the initial tension, Agrl, intrigued by the opportunity for communication, engaged in a peaceful negotiation with the winged beings. Ultimately, the Bai agreed to allow the party to continue undisturbed in exchange for Zilzilm Ar's chronometric device. With the negotiations settled, the party decided to camp outside the crystal ruins for the night, preparing for the exploration of the underground level and reflecting on the mysteries that awaited them within the crystalline structure. System(s) : Warriors of the Red Planet/Seven Voyages of Zylarthen/OSE Advanced Fant

  The party's journey unfolded through the landscapes of savanna, thickets, and hills. Remarkably, the day passed without any notable events, allowing the party to make steady progress through the diverse terrains of Barsoom. The uneventful day provided a welcome respite, allowing the travelers to focus on their path and move forward in their exploration of the mysterious wilderness. System(s) : Warriors of the Red Planet/Seven Voyages of Zylarthen/OSE Advanced Fantasy  Setting:  The planet of Ancient Barsoom (approximately 100,000 years before the events of A Princess of Mars)  The Party: Name: Zilzilm Ar Race: Ancient Class: Scientist 1 Name: Xor Race: Man, onyx Class: Assassin 1 Name: Nril Mandre Race: Exotic (aka purple-scaled Horib) Class: Mentalist 1 Name: Argl Race: Elevated (Argl is a Zurabis Phantom that has had his brain swapped with that of a man's) Class: Mentalist 1 Hexes explored:   1807 [savanna] 1708 [thickets] 1608 [hills] Features: None Encounters: HEX No. | M

  The party's journey unfolded through a diverse landscape of mountains, thickets, and savanna. In the mountains, they spotted a ruined mausoleum nestled in a rocky slope, adorned with petrified vines and towering amethyst crystals. As they traversed the thickets, an ominous discovery awaited them—a spike-lined crevasse filled with the skeletons of green Martians. Witnessing a group of Drakk scurrying into burrows at the bottom heightened the eerie atmosphere of the place. Upon entering the savanna, the party stumbled upon an intriguing yet perilous scene—a campsite surrounded by arcane runes drawn in the sand. A mysterious forcefield prevented access beyond the symbols. In the distance, a pack of Drakk, too formidable to confront directly, ransacked the brush. Wisely, the party retreated to a safe distance, patiently waiting until the creatures were out of sight. Seeking refuge miles away from the peculiar campsite and the Drakk, the party established a defensible location for the

  Team Gamma ventured southward, traversing the same hills and mountains encountered on their first foray. Amidst the first set of mountains, a peculiar sight unfolded—a group of Ogris, stocky humanoid creatures adorned in shaggy purple fur. Their large eyes, equipped with reflective, catlike irises for nocturnal vision, allowed them to navigate the dark expanses. These enigmatic beings, fluent in a guttural tongue and possessing a weak telepathic ability, paid no heed to the passing party. Despite their formidable appearance, the Ogris seemed indifferent to the travelers. However, Zilzilm Ar, held a distinct conviction that the Ogris were aware of their presence, finding the situation intriguing. As the party pressed on, the encounter with the Ogris added a layer of mystery to their journey through the diverse and unpredictable landscapes of Barsoom. System(s) : Warriors of the Red Planet/Seven Voyages of Zylarthen/OSE Advanced Fantasy  Setting:  The planet of Ancient Barsoom (approxi

  Team Alpha is no more. The characters have now return to The Realm. Team Gamma has decided to journey further south, passed the furthest point on the map.

  Hrul Marak and Khem update the map - they have some decisions to make. Rest is needed for there wounds to heal. During that time, no adventure/expedition planning can be done. Team Gamma is still in the preparatory phase. They will be available on the 22nd day. With knowledge shared by the duo, the party may need to revise their plan to explore the same temple. 

  Khem and Hrul Marak journeyed through the mountains and hills, their path leading them back towards Emtor. Amidst the hills, an unusual sight met their eyes—a distant Apt, a creature typically found in the Northern polar regions of Barsoom. Despite the creature's presence, it paid no attention to the duo, allowing them to safely continue their trek back to Emtor. The remainder of the day passed without further incidents, bringing them closer to the safety and familiarity of the city walls. System(s) : Warriors of the Red Planet/Seven Voyages of Zylarthen/OSE Advanced Fantasy  Setting:  The planet of Ancient Barsoom (approximately 100,000 years before the events of A Princess of Mars)  The Party: Hrul Marak (Human, red) Level 2 Fighting-man Khem (Unliving) Level 2 Mentalist Hexes explored:   1903 [mountains] 1902 [hills]* 1901 [Emtor]  Features: None Encounters: HEX No. | MONSTER |  #APPEARING 1902  Apt  1 Result: The Apt remained in the distance, no confrontation ensued. Resource

  Khem and Hrul Marak embarked on the return journey to Emtor, retracing their steps through thickets and several miles of the mountain range. As the day unfolded, they found themselves near the familiar campsite in the mountains, reminiscent of their stop a few days ago. The day passed uneventfully, allowing the duo to continue their journey with a sense of solemn determination, reflecting on the challenges that lay behind and the path that led them back to Emtor. System(s) : Warriors of the Red Planet/Seven Voyages of Zylarthen/OSE Advanced Fantasy  Setting:  The planet of Ancient Barsoom (approximately 100,000 years before the events of A Princess of Mars)  The Party: Hrul Marak (Human, red) Level 2 Fighting-man Khem (Unliving) Level 2 Mentalist Hexes explored:   2204 [thickets] 2104 [mountains]  2003 [mountains]  Features: None Encounters: HEX No. | MONSTER |  #APPEARING None Resources expended: 1 provision each 2 torches Surgical supplies reduced by an additional 10% XP earned: *

  At the site of the tumbled-down temple, the eerie calm was shattered by the sudden descent of four white apes into the crater. Khem, being the only fully healed member, was the first to spot the menacing creatures. Swiftly, he unleashed his Somnolence power, incapacitating two apes outright and the third as it charged menacingly toward the camp. The final white ape, undeterred and intent on slaughter, rampaged into the group. Hrul Marak and Tul Ur Gant fired their weapons, inflicting slight wounds, while Haj Uljat circled, seeking a strategic advantage. The ferocious ape, however, landed a devastating blow on Hrul Marak. In a valiant effort, Tul Ur Gant and Haj Uljat struck with exceptional precision, but their close proximity proved fatal as the ape tore them apart, claiming their lives. Seizing the opportunity, Khem attempted to drive his dagger into the beast's spine, but the strike missed its mark. Fueled by rage, Hrul Marak retaliated, driving his blade into the neck of the

  The party commenced their journey hiking through the unforgiving mountains. Their path was perilous as they narrowly evaded a swarm of Armae, poisonous beetle-like creatures that posed a lethal threat. Undeterred, they pressed on, venturing through thickets where they glimpsed the ruins of a strange circular structure, its original hemispheric nature now lost to time. Opting not to investigate further, they continued their trek. As they approached the same mountains housing the dead volcano and the tumbled-down temple, another swarm of Armae ambushed the party. The horde mercilessly overran Tul Ur Gant, leaving him wounded but miraculously alive. In the chaotic frenzy, Ptormed fell victim to the relentless assault, succumbing to the swarm's attacks. Shaken but resolute, the remaining members of the party fought fiercely, enduring the onslaught and ultimately prevailing against the swarm. Khem's Somnolence power played a crucial role, rendering half the swarm unconscious. The

  The original party, bolstered by the addition of Tul Ur Gant, an Ancient Warden skilled in wilderness survival, embarked on a return journey to the temple discovered on their first foray. As they traversed varied landscapes, moving through hills, dunes, and finally mountains, an unexpected threat emerged in the form of a Chalkor Chree—a fearsome flying predator resembling an enormous vulture with a forked tail and a hauntingly human-like visage. Its eyes were said to hold the horror of death itself, and the creature possessed a bloodcurdling shriek capable of paralyzing those within its range. Ptormed, armed with his raygun, targeted the Chalkor Chree from a distance of 200 feet, inflicting significant damage. Khem, using his Somnolence power, further crippled the creature, causing it to fall to the earth. However, the resilient predator survived the impact and emitted its paralyzing shriek. Ptormed, Khem, and Tul Ur Gant succumbed to the effect, rendered helpless by the creature'

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  On the fourteenth day of their return journey to Emtor, the party found themselves navigating through the mountainous terrain, facing unexpected danger in the form of a Hrecha, a rare aerial predator of the Red Planet. As the party ventured through the mountains, the Hrecha attacked, its claws slashing through the air with deadly precision. Nril Mandre attempted to use his Somnolence power to subdue the creature, but both attempts proved unsuccessful. Undeterred, the Hrecha targeted Xor, inflicting harm upon him. In a swift response, Xor drew his pistol and fired, striking the creature in the flank and momentarily stunning it. Seizing the opportunity, Argl unleashed his beastial nature, tearing the Hrecha to bloody ribbons in mere moments. Though the battle was intense, the party's swift and coordinated efforts allowed them to overcome the threat. Xor's wounds were tended to promptly, ensuring his fitness to continue the journey to Emtor. With the Hrecha defeated, the party p

  The party embarked on their return journey to Emtor, leaving behind the elusive temple ruins and navigating the challenging terrains that lay ahead. The vast expanse of dunes once again tested their endurance and resolve, as they pressed on through the undulating sands, each step bringing them closer to familiar territory. As the day progressed, the towering mountains that had marked the end of their initial expedition came into view, signaling their proximity to the regions they had traversed before. With determination, they pushed forward, reaching the base of the mountains as daylight began to wane. Recognizing the need to continue their progress, the party hiked through the darkness of the night, relying on their collective skills and experience to navigate the rugged terrain. Despite the challenges posed by the nocturnal journey, they remained steadfast, guided by the familiar landmarks that would lead them back to Emtor. Throughout the day, no significant events or encounters d

  The party set their sights on the tumbled-down remnants of the temple previously discovered by Ptormed & Co. Their journey led them across miles of unbroken savanna, a vast expanse that seemed to stretch endlessly before them. However, as they pressed forward, the landscape began to shift, transforming into challenging dunes that rose and fell like the waves of a turbulent sea from the ancient past. As they navigated the shifting sands, the volcanic mountains housing the temple ruins loomed tantalizingly close yet ultimately out of reach. Despite their determination, the unforgiving terrain posed insurmountable challenges, forcing them to acknowledge that reaching the temple would have to wait for another day. With the temple remaining a distant dream, the party recognized the necessity of returning to Emtor. As the day unfolded, they encountered no significant events or obstacles beyond the demanding trek through the varied and unpredictable terrains of Barsoom. As night fell, t

  The party continued their expedition through a diverse tapestry of landscapes, navigating the challenging terrains of mountains, thickets, and savanna that characterize the vast and untamed regions of Barsoom. As they journeyed through the dense thickets, a sudden threat emerged as a Grook lunged towards the party with intent. Swiftly assessing the situation, Nril Mandre unleashed his Somnolence power, causing the creature to falter and succumb to a state of unconsciousness. Seizing the opportunity, Xor swiftly delivered a decisive blow, vanquishing the Grook and ensuring the safety of the group. With the unexpected encounter behind them, the party pressed on, traversing the open expanse of the savanna as the day waned. As night descended upon Barsoom, they established their camp beneath the vast expanse of the clear night sky, its celestial display serving as a beacon amidst the untamed wilderness. Under the watchful gaze of the stars, the party rested, reflecting on the day's e

  A fresh group assembled for an expedition, bringing together Zilzilm Ar, an Ancient Scientist; Xor, a skilled onyx Man in the ways of assassination; Nril Mandre, a Mentalist of the exotic purple-scaled Horib race; and Argl, a unique Elevated Zurabis Phantom with a blend of human intellect and beastial savageness. Their journey commenced with a southern trajectory, navigating through the rugged hills that whispered tales of ancient Barsoomian mysteries. The undulating terrain posed its challenges, setting the stage for the trials that awaited them. As they ventured further, the landscape morphed into a formidable expanse of treacherous mountains. The jagged peaks and unpredictable terrain stood as a testament to the untamed and unforgiving nature of Barsoom's mountainous regions, challenging their skills and determination with each step. Despite the inhospitable conditions and the relentless obstacles presented by the mountains, the diverse talents of the group propelled them forw