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Last updated on August 8, 2022

Welcome to Our Adventure

Dragons, creatures of legend! Stories told to Children. But now dragons have returned to Krynn. The darkness of war and destruction threatens to engulf the land. Then hope appears in a blue crystal staff in the hands a a beautiful barbarian woman. It is believed that the old gods have left the world, but it is the world that has turned its’ back upon the gods. It will take a group of long-time friends to fill the unlikely role of heroes to bring the gods and hope back to Krynn.

Solace

On a major crossroads in a wide, fertile valley in the heart of Abanasinia sits the town of Solace—perhaps the most unique town on the continent of Ansalon. With only a few exceptions, all the businesses and dwelling places of Solace are built among the branches of mighty vallenwood trees. The people of Solace are hale, hearty, and trustworthy folk who are generally open and polite to strangers, even in these strange times. In the shaded branches of the giant vallenwood trees, the townsfolk live in relative peace. That peace is about to be shattered forever.

Our Adventure Begins!

Flint Fireforge collapsed on a moss-covered boulder. His old dwarven bones had supported him long enough and were unwilling to continue without complaint. “I should never have left.” Flint grumbled, looking down into the valley below. He spoke aloud, though there was no sign of another living person about. Long years of solitary wandering had forced the dwarf into the habit of talking to himself. He slapped both hands on his knees. “And I’ll be damned if I’m ever leaving again!” he announced vehemently.

Flight from the Forestmaster

The Forestmaster raised her head, looking up into the sky. The companions followed her gaze. The night sky, seen through the canopy of tall trees, glittered brilliantly with stars. Soon the companions became aware of something flying up there, winking out the stars in passing.

Pegasi dipped to the ground, their feathery wings creating a wind that tossed the tree branches and laid the grass flat. A large pegasus with wings that touched the ground when he walked bowed reverently to the Forestmaster. His bearing was proud and noble. Each of the other beautiful creatures bowed in turn. “You have summoned us?” the leader asked the Forestmaster.

“These guests of mine have urgent business to the east. I bid you bear them with the swiftness of the winds across the Eastwall Mountains.” The pegasus regarded the companions with astonishment. He walked with stately mien over to stare first at one, then another. When Tas raised his hand to pet the steed’s nose, both of the animal’s ears swiveled forward and he reared his great head back. But when he got to Flint, he snorted in disgust and turned to the Forestmaster. “A kender? Humans? And a dwarf!” “Don’t do me any favors, horse!” Flint sneezed. The Forestmaster merely nodded and smiled. The pegasus bowed in reluctant assent. “Very well, Master,” he replied. With powerful grace, he walked over to Goldmoon and started to bend his foreleg, dipping low before her to assist her in mounting.