Thaestra - The Incursion War

Wherein food is ordered and feelings are shared, Saika exercises her right to bear arms, and Vartha goes full muppet. Oh, and Garst pushes our DM to the breaking point.

Wherein our heroes meet a new friend, say good-bye to an old friend, tug on each others' belts while grunting, bicker like an old married couple, and engage in retail therapy.

Wherein Garst's investigation is further delayed by pesky demons, terrifying monstrosities are dispatched with ease, and we learn more about Vartha's personal biases.

Wherein a problematic new life is created, some weird new demons are destroyed, and we learn that demons are immune to pocket cinnamon.

Wherein our fractured troop does a whole lot of nothing, mostly because we're down two players. There's arguing, some combat, and it is established as canon that you cannot smell a lack of smell.

Wherein the shit hits the fan, new shit comes to light, old wounds are reopened, and the divide between characters (and players) grows deeper!

Wherein our exploration of the demon boat is cut short because Amber failed to provide adequate login credentials. Garst continues to be an ass, and the rest of the characters continue to put up with it. Barely.

Wherein our combatants find themselves on a boat. And they take a hard look at that mother fucking boat. (Nautical themed pashmina afghans not included.)

Wherein we shift to a different game mechanic and make war on a much grander scale.

Wherein Garst's delusional paranoia comes to a head (with a helpful shove from Volzzat), potentially exposing everyone in the party to severe consequences of the "Military Justice" variety. (And making enemies of just about all of us.) EDITOR'S NOTE: This is published out of order for the benefit of players looking to remind themselves of the events that took place herein.