Here lies the tales of Clandestiny – a band of unlikely heroes bound together by duty and a love of shiny things, preferably magic in nature.
These are the notes of past sessions, starting at a secret tavern meeting and on into the future.
There may be gaps that I (somehow) missed while scribbling hieroglyphs on notebook paper, mid-session. These entries are my notes pretty much verbatim. If you feel there are overt omissions, please feel free to fill in the gaps.