As the town of Greenist cowards within their keep Edward stands atop the parapets loosing arrows in a foolhardy attempt to vanquish the attacking Blue Dragon. Unknowingly Moat House Gold will soon face an even worst enemy at the gate this night.

I, Wulf Son of Wulf Son of the Wilderness am no stranger to beasts of this world. So, I will advise you to go no further if you are weak of heart because after a night of merriment and investigation at the King’s Field Inn our adventures found themselves in a thicket of mahiam on the streets of Greenest. In the fever pitch of the riots three times a bell tolled, announcing the arrival of a blue dragon. Moat House Gold, along with some well met soldiers, charged towards the Greenest garrison to await what will come.

The Adenture Continues!

The stage has been set, and with curtains drawn our actors with unbridled gusto begin to perform the first act, but Moat House Gold is no ordinary play. This play is comprised with endless unscripted acts each one filled with suspense, terror and humor.

When our adventures took the stage they met during the Summer Solstice under a full moon. A fire atop of a small hill drew forth Erasmus Fortuna, a righteous cleric of Eldath, and the traveling minstrel Stebe Stimball. The two found the fire manned by the disfigured crestfallen knight Edward Stewart. As our three adventures conversed about the cause of their travels they encountered a band of drunken youths who bragged of the greatness they will soon achieve before passing out where they lay.

As Edward stood guard the drunken youth awoke and quietly slunk into the dark. Edward aroused Erasmus, and Stebe. The three followed finding the youth amidst a dark ritual. Before our adventures could act the youths each quaffed a vile of black liquid then fell to the ground dead. Our adventures returned to their campsite confused and disturbed only to be startled by the beating of a pair of massive wings as a blue dragon, roaring flew overhead into the night sky.

Reinkaos the Adventure Continues

Shhhh, quiet… it’s begun. Events are in motion that will cause the fateful encounter between our adventures. Miles a script will be written of their valor and compassion. No Bard will be unaware of their exhilarating tales, entertaining both the meek and the mighty alike. I, Wulf Son of Wulf Son of the Wilderness, am humbled to have played a role in their harrowing escapades. Quiet I say!… Stay hidden and watch as Moat House Gold comes to fruition.

Greetings wayward travelers, I am Wulf, Son of Wulf, Son of the Wilderness, your mysterious narrator for yet another Dungeons and Dragons Podcast, this one known as Moat House Gold, an enthralling tale of three adventures soon to be named. In this first installment of Moat House Gold our players Braden, Yossarian, and Anson will be creating their characters under the direction of their ever diligent Dungeon Master, Colin. If you find an uncommon camaraderie between our players and Dungeon Master it is due to their long friendship forged in the dank and damp basements of their parents’ houses honing their abilities together in the creative arts since the age of twelve. For most of us who like me, Wulf, Son of Wulf, Son of the Wilderness, were raised by the wilderness focusing one's talents on tracking and communing with nature itself, it seems odd to spinned such a vast amount of time on a silly insignificant game, but if these four bards are able to entertain you with their extempore stories for just twice a month then it was all worth them ostracizing themselves from their virile peers. I will hold you no longer from the excitement that awaits you but know that I will return before every tale to remind you of the prior events that befell are adventurers, so be careful how you address me, for Wulf, Son of Wulf, Son of the Wilderness lurks among every shadow.