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  • leeloo-1

    _From [[:leeloo]]'s "journal":/campaign/happy-muggers/wikis?tag=pov-leeloo:_ [[Brindol]] was attacked today. Sieged might be a better word. I was in the [[Happy Mug]] at the time, nursing a cider and talking with an interesting human about the forest …

  • leeloo-3

    _From [[:leeloo]]'s "journal":/campaign/happy-muggers/wikis?tag=pov-leeloo:_ [[:spoogi|The goblin]] was quick to talk, although he still felt the need to lie about the marauders' origins. "The mountains" he said, but it was obvious he was scared of …

  • leeloo-4

    _From [[:leeloo]]'s "journal":/campaign/happy-muggers/wikis?tag=pov-leeloo:_ I'm nursing combat wounds for the first time. We've been through six fights and this is the first time, but I'd rather it never happen again. It hurts. We'd decided not …

  • session-7-leeloo

    _From [[:leeloo]]'s "journal":/campaign/happy-muggers/wikis?tag=pov-leeloo:_ I think I'm getting faster. The oncoming rush of combat still makes me a little nervous, but these last few melees I've been able to swallow my fear and dive in. I've even …

  • session-10-leeloo

    _From [[:leeloo]]'s "journal":/campaign/happy-muggers/wikis?tag=pov-leeloo:_ [[:sinruth]] is [[session-10|dead]]. We fought through the entire catacomb and found him at last, and while his guards put up quite a fight and his dragon friend and he …

  • session-17-leeloo

    _From [[:leeloo]]'s "journal":/campaign/happy-muggers/wikis?tag=pov-leeloo:_ I feel out of my element and over my head. I had to swing my father's sword at someone the other day. I understand that the work we're doing is important, that [[Elsir Vale …

  • session-28-leeloo

    _From [[:leeloo]]'s "journal":/campaign/happy-muggers/wikis?tag=pov-leeloo:_ She recognized me. A fey lord, trapped in the world and going slowly insane as her powered ebbed from her, as the elemental chaos took her apart bit by bit, as she faded …

  • session-39

    I was waiting for them on the outskirts of town for two weeks before they straggled in, looking tired. I've not been to the [[Garden of Graves]] but I have heard tale of its terrors, and after seeing their bruises and hearing their stories I have little …

  • session-40

    I do apologize, [[Leeloo's Family|mother]], for the nearly illegible penmanship of the first part of this letter; it was written on horseback while quite tired. The latter half returns to the letters you did well to teach me, and if [[:leeloo|I]] had but …

  • Harrowing

    The darkness didn't stop when she opened her eyes. [[:leeloo|She]] tried to sit up, but found there was no supportive ground beneath her. She wasn't falling per se– there was no wind rushing past– there was a simple lack of ground. She stretched out her …

  • session-46

    Sartian proved little help. He had no more information than we did, and so we set out into the wilderness looking for the Drow we knew were haunting the rode between [[Brindol]] and [[Astrazalian]]. We kept out of sight, and within a few days were peering …

  • Ascent

    [[:leeloo|She]] was breathing hard, her leg hurt from the gash in it, and the blood was dripping down her ankle. She just wanted to lay down for a moment, but the ledge she had scrambled onto had nowhere near enough room for that, and she could not afford …

  • Leeloo and the Door

    The door was certainly locked, and she had enough of the sense left that she knew it was no mere mechanics that kept it shut: the faint glow of eldritch power swirled around the edges of the iron slab, thrumming to the beat of this place. She followed one …

  • leeloo-spiral-tower-1

    She sat in the wing backed chair and shifted her weight, moved the large leather-bound book from one leg to another, and read the passage again. She'd done this ritual before, but now the steps seemed wrong, somehow. But then again everything seemed …

  • Leeloo's Friend

    It hit me sometime while we were in Quixote, after the Overlook council had sent word (and Vernon) to direct our little band to the gnomish village, and after we had arrived and met with the Faceless Lords, and after they had told us of the caravan that …

  • A Lost Friend

    I tried to save him, [[Leeloo's Family|Mother]], but I failed. I know all too well your feelings on the matter, but the drow, despite all that, and despite the ample evidence of the general depravity of his people, and despite even the specific social …