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Caravan Day!

De volgende ochtend is het huis van Grigori zeer chaotisch. Nínimeth weet uit de opgevangen flarden van gesprekken af te leiden dat het vandaag Caravan Day is – wat dat ook moge zijn – en dat iedereen daarom zo opgewonden is. Caravan Day blijkt, na verder luisteren aan het ontbijt, een dag te zijn waarop de karavaan uit het noorden naar Valholt komt om op de markt hun waren te verkopen. Daar zitten vaak bijzondere voorwerpen tussen en spullen die hier in het zuiden niet te krijgen zijn.

Elders en leerlingen van Elders kennende, besluit de elf eerst Darannis in het laboratorium zijn ontbijt te brengen. Hij is druk bezig de staf, die op een tafel ligt, te bestuderen, maar onderbreekt zijn werk graag voor iets te eten. Hij weet te vertellen dat de voortgang

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Bou: Ik was weer teruggegaan naar de elf.
Mari: ?
Mel: Hij heeft een elf en daar slaapt ie bij.

Mel: De eye of newt is weer op.
Vreni: Ik verstond iPhone of newt.
Kenny: De iNewt!

Mel: (quote Mari) "EW! Maar ik vond het lekker!"

Bou: Dan pak ik gewoon een verse wolf, snee in de rug, voeten erin, lekker warme pantoffels!

Vreni, Kenny en Mari: Meet me at the giant dragonborn!

Mel: Streetwise roll om goedkopere eye of newt te vinden, en een brownie om de GM om te kopen.

Kenny: ... Ik heb niks aan.
Rest: OOOOOOOH! 

Vreni: "Hun eer is beledigd."
Mel: De guard captain: "Oh NEE. -_-"

Kenny: Proefpersoon gevraagd: GRAAG aanraken!

Bou: Kenny, waarom ga jij nou op mijn perfect spot staan?!
Kenny: Omdat het ook de perfect spot voor mij is!

Kenny: "Waarom willen wij eigenlijk de caravan stuff?"
Vreni: "OH JA trouwens..."...

About this Diary

I write this diary in the midst of a rebellion, where my comrades and myself have been labelled traitors to the prince of the country. As such I have left out or changed names of locations and people, so that if these diaries should fall into the wrong hands they will not aid to to the downfall of my party and the rebellion. Should we succeed and these diaries become rewritten in other languages, excuse the poor grammar in my hastily written recalling.

For all intents and purposes I will refer to myself as Leo the Transmuter. I was born eldest son and heir to a prestigious noble family in a keep on the northern planes. The family lines are divided between the wizards and the religious zealots.
My father is a tyrannical man, leading the family with an iron grip. My inclination...

So, how would I say it went? Pretty good. As the festival progressed throughout the day (with our priest castigating the purveyor of alcoholic beverages and the Wizard hiding upstairs, studying), everybody seemed to be getting into things. One of the players, who had to learn a new character following the practical abandonment he suffered last week at the hands of his friends as he failed one death save after another, still managed to wangle himself into the action, despite feeling a little awkward about it (well it is only his second session, and he is 9).
So, the characters got involved, visiting the fortune teller, who spouted hokum and nonsense with a deck of cards, and practicing their archery at the competition off the village square (losing badly, the gold going along with it).
Then...

Ah, fantasy and reality. Escapism and prison. Imagination and socialization. Newbie and Pro....?

I love fantasy as much as the next person, but being chained to reality really sucks. I have played my fair share of adventures as a PC, but not enough to make me a pro seasoned player. SOooooo, I am still a newbie.

It's been years since I last played, but this past summer I decided to take on a more prominent role, Dungeon Master. With my new family we began a group and I started to break everyone in with an AD&D Starter Set. A little something I bought back in the mid '90's while I was in highschool which never saw a group. Before finishing up the three included adventures, we decided to search for a more current edition to advance our need for fantasy and fun. So after finishing the 2e starter...

I've been punching through it a bit, and trying to work out how effective the characters can be. I've come to the conclusion that a party of four could effectively and quickly be torn apart by a reasonably well run group of goblins. I'm going to put this to the test tomorrow night (I hope) and see if a group of 4 archer minions are too much for my party.
Which leaves me with a problem. How do I get the party up to level 2 without killing them?
I don't want to make this too easy, and I don't want to dumb down my opponents for the sake of a good time. Levels should be earned.
Well, I think I've come up with a solution:
The first encounter is the goblin guards at a cave (the backstory is a complex and irrelevant at the moment). In theory, a party of 5 should be able to handle 1 Hex Hurler, 2 Cutthroats,...