“We are not friends,” Ixion says, brushing Vaga’s hand away. “I’m not a charity worker. If you want me to do something, you’ll need to pay me for it.” (View Post)

So Ignatius casts web, and the sticky substance sticks to the doorway. There is no apparent sign that anything was caught in it. An instant later, the ambient sounds of the town cease completely. The… (View Post)

Meanwhile, the rest of the party returns to the meeting room to find Ixion still sitting in the corner. This time, he’s drinking something from a mug. He looks up as the party enters and says “Oh, it… (View Post)

“‘Upset’ is an understatement,” the old orc says with a smile. “But that is not why I bring them up. Do you know of their city of crystal? The ruins are at the bottom of a ravine a few days south of … (View Post)

A few moments pass. Nothing else seems to happen. (View Post)