The Adventures of Godrik the Magician* — The sun has risen over the city walls of Thothia, a quarter-mile to the east. A blackbird has begun singing in a nearby oak, but its wildly beautiful twitter fails to lift anyone’s spirits. Two party members lie dead. …

The Adventures of Godrik the Magician* — I’m flying, Godrik thinks, but it’s more like he’s tumbling end over end, high up in the air over a nighttime landscape. The kingdom’s Temple River and its side streams pass by beneath him, glittering dimly under silver, moonlit clouds. …

The Adventures of Godrik the Magician* — The Sun is dipping into the west, and clouds are gathering. The adventuring party has agreed to meet up under the trees, just south of the money-changer’s guild. They have been visiting various merchant stands and taverns, re-previsioning their packs. We’ll have a waning half-moon tonight, thinks Godrik. …

The Adventures of Godrik the Magician* — This is the adventurers’ first time to the capital of the Immaculate Realm. The Sun is sinking low, and the shadows inside the city walls are deepening. A cloud of black smoke hovers over the city gate behind them. They have just passed between Thothia’s northwest watchtowers where they’ve witnessed…

The Adventures of Godrik the Magician* — The morning sun through the trees is unusually bright as the adventuring party emerges from the barrow mound. They have just survived an encounter with a vampire in the dungeon below. We should all be dead, Godrik thinks to himself, but the stars continue to favor us. The vampire Brythan…

The Adventures of Godrik the Magician* — Radovan is waving his mace in the air. “Where did that heathen witchdoctor go!” he shouts. The excitement of combat is still in his voice. The party has followed the retreating goblin into this room, but the creature is nowhere to be seen, and there are no apparent exits. The…

The Adventures of Godrik the Magician* — “Bless me but it’s good to see another Halfling out here!” exclaims Zeb, shaking hands with the other Halfling. The two are standing on a riverbank. The stranger’s name is Feiler, and the party has just met him on the way to the capital city of Thothia. Godrik marvels at…

The Adventures of Godrik the Magician* — Godrik and his adventuring companions are gathered before a large ebony desk behind which sits an elderly man, the headmaster of Grimhold College. The headmaster’s name is Nomacron, and he is a lively, friendly old cleric/magic-user with bright, piercing eyes. …

The Adventures of Godrik the Magician* — “Invisibility is such a mystery, but I’m sure I’ll master it soon,” Godrik says, sounding befuddled. “It has the added element of darkness — of darkness and the undead — that I wasn’t anticipating.” A rooster crows outside, and the town of Eastham is waking up. He and the elf…