The gang ventures into Eldhollow, flames and all. Some unknown assholes have turned the place upside down! Filled with blood in their minds and trying to save their town Zyrr, Dayra, Valeo, and Nanaue try and rescue their neigbors. What the hell is going on?!

What starts as a return home turns into chaos as fire creeps through the streets and steel answers screams. Trust fractures, blood spills, and the Frostworn Oath learns a hard lesson: safety is a lie we tell ourselves to sleep at night.

Blades are drawn. Guns bark. A warg tastes war.
And somewhere in the smoke, something far worse is already moving.

This is the moment where the campaign stops being a journey…
and becomes a reckoning.

The road to Eldhollow is long, cold, and never quiet.

With Hasker Vorn’s camp left behind in blood and broken chains, the party begins a three-day journey through the frozen wilds of Virelios, escorting freed captives and carrying more questions than answers. Among the rescued is Corin Greywhale, four others, and Orichi; a half orc.

Each night on the road brings unease, fractured conversations, and the weight of choices already made. A chest recovered from Hasker’s tent lingers in their minds.

The wilds do not remain silent. A brutal encounter along the road reminds the party that survival here is never guaranteed, and that mercy is a luxury few can afford.

On the third day, as Eldhollow finally comes into view, hope is shattered.

Smoke rises against the winter sky. Shouts echo on the wind.

Whelp... Always Something. Here comes Hasker! The party found the answer to fafo. Osric, Nanaue, and Valeo confront Hasker Vorn! New friends will be made. Old ones will be lost. Taints shall be scratched. Enjoy and bare with us. New players and old have a listen. Sometimes mistakes are made. Its a battle yall!!!

Somewhere north of Eldhollow lies a camp full of idiots… and the party is about to introduce them to consequences.

The adventure slams back into motion as our four disasters march north after Hasker Vorn’s bandits, the scumbags who snatched innocent travelers… including Corin Greywhale, Nanaue’s buddy.

Father Osric is up to his old ways and new mistakes.

The wagon creaks. Hooves trudge. Tension simmers.

Then?

Ambush.

Bandits and a very hangry warg crash the party. Loved ones will be lost.

After patching wounds and egos, Valeo goes full "Cowboy Ninja" like an action hero.

Dayra steps in it openly.
The episode has laughs and combat. Blades out, blood pumping, and very pissed-off bandits.

If you enjoy chaos, broken time magic, and PCs making terrible life choices… this is your episode.

Time’s broken. The priest is confused. The shark-man is hungry. And the gunslinger really wants his damn bounty.

The party kicks off this episode stumbling into the realization that Father Osric’s weird little trinket isn’t just some dusty toy — it’s the Hourglass of "Blah Blah Blah". Yes. THAT one. The one you absolutely shouldn’t touch, shake, lick, or store in your pocket next to pocket sand.

Before anyone can process that nightmare, our heroes head back to the Hushed Net Inn… and straight into another brawl with smugglers they killed already?
Because time? Time said “nah, f*** you specifically.”

A ship that vanishes out of existence mid-fight!

The gang meets the Sheriff. He don't like them much, bruh.

People get knapped.

The Confusion is... Now

Episode 1 has been re-edited. In the frozen town of Eldhollow, a band of absolute nobodies stumbles into destiny. A senile priest with a fistful of pocket sand, a half-shark with more teeth than sense, a beast handler with a dangerous accent, and a bounty hunter from across the sea in Mytheris.

They’ve got no magic, no fame, and definitely no plan, but when smugglers, strange artifacts, and very poor decision-making collide, chaos becomes their calling card.

So strap in, forgive us in advance, and welcome to Elbryrdan… where even common folk can make a mess worth remembering