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This week, on the Awoken series we meet two new people, one with the blood as old dragons and the other a monster from the deep that is honorable and civilized. while Quarran is off on an island Von-kess is starting to take charge, new to this experience Lilly and her butting heads. Its only fair since Lilly may have just gotten Von-kess killed, sentenced to death, or a job offer?
This week, on the Awoken series we get to see why they call it the Sea of Storms. Oh sure it's the natives who call the Forken Ils home but even they respect the elements. Praise be the winds that give us such bounty in our travels. Praise be the waters that give life where none was before this day. Praise be the land we call home, that shelters us from the wrath of the Astral sea, and of course, when all else fails, burn everything when you disagree with mother nature.
TheFatRat & Maisy Kay
Cézame
This week, on the Awoken series we finally get back into things! I have been jumping onto my dining room table using my Goblin voice demanding to speak to the king or chasing my kid while riding a broom wearing a black cape and cackling. the first words out of my mouth when my wife wakes up are, "Good, your awake its time to play a game" I can feel it in my bones, it must be Tuesday.
Im just dying to tell you what goes on in my mind, cant you tell?
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It's been two months and now you get to feel my desire to get back behind the screen. warm up your dice, we start recording on the 11th of October, until then enjoy these bonus clips
Looking for the next season's content? Try The Awoken Series on the 14th hour. Part 41, Season 2 Intro
This week, on the Awoken series we have our end-of-season 1 wrapup, followed by the players' thoughts on the campaign.
Prelude
In the far east is a wall of ice continuously bombarded by the never-ending surge of high waves and howling winds always ever blowing eastwards. Cracks that have been growing in the last several centuries, finally give way. breaking and tumbling into the endless depths, the massive ice gives way to the other side of the world. a Waterfall that jets out as if free falling for miles pushing the Ice and water forward. turning in on itself and becomes a destructive rogue wave.
In the depths of a mountain as tall as the Woodsong trees in Spoonafell. the greed of corporations run by dwarfs unchecked for centuries, to dig even deeper. for the deeper they go the heavier their pockets in gold are weighed down. till finally, when a miner touched the epicenter of where gravity shifts. falling in on themselves, starting a chain reaction that will soon collapse their world, and reap what they have sown.
Aviators:
Remains
Prelude
Part 1 of 5 As Hawktree stands above what remains of his wife he says to no one in particular"This is the legacy you will leave behind, a place of equality ripe for exploitation. Your intentions seem to be of Honor and valor but your actions have caused such destruction. Your sheer force of will and power kept many in line. Now that you are gone I should shed it to you for you but I am too broken inside to do so. with this child you have unbornly given, I shall continue your work.
Part 2 of 5 Mary looking into your glazed-over eyes. For once she actually looks you in the eyes."I'm coming for you Asmodeus, I'm coming for you." She strokes your hair, your singed hair. How soft it once was in her hand. Her tears fall on your shriveled body"I'm coming for you" She repeats over and over again
Part 3 of 5 Days later after the battle your mother gathers up your corpse and places it next to your father on a pyre ready for the flames and light to be shown on this dark night. It's been difficult getting all the wood, so much has happened since then and yet nothing has changed."To my loves who I finally have been openly able to show affection, I give to the world and someday we'll join you. I pray to meet you in the next life or the life after shall to become one family once more. This is my prayer in hope for salvation and rebirth"
Part 4 of 5 You're evaporating body placed in a jar, with a soft humming vibration of pain and agony as your last moments in this eternity can be heard. Not with words but just with a soft tone that enters the soul of others around."Honored to be us, honored to be them. Honored to serve, honored to be given a chance to be one. For we have died, for we will not live. Yet us live inside each of us"
Part 5 of 5 On the battlefield torn to shreds, a missing arm, and your tail. All that remains is your torso & head. Unfortunately, none have come for you, none have been able to reclaim you. You belong to no one, you are seen by no one. That is the life of an assassin. Even in death, you are completely unrecognizable, save your eyes that softly glow in the dimming light as the sun goes down.* "There once was a man who was on a hill, who oversaw town. There once was a man who sat on a hill who, saw the sky turn black. From that Hill the wars of drum sang. From that Hill my enemies died from the fang"
Music by;
Remains
The Grave
Can You Hear It
TheFatRat & Everen Maxwell:
Warbringer
WARNING: This podcast was reduced in size to remove audience discomfort, however, keep in mind that the players were going at this for 4 hours straight. It was all part of the plan to let them feel the fatigue but to my surprise, at 1:43:00 a divine inspiration was struck.
This week, on the Awoken series we fight, men died, and the long night began. with an army, the Deep Dreamers match to defeat the Children of Jaelolth by stopping the ritual that would summon them. each hero, or villain, depending on what side your view is on. commands 5 units to coordinate an attack that has one objective. GET TO THE MIDDLE!!!
Prelude
Wutend shakes his head, "I drew this line long ago, and have toed it ever since, even leaving my own mother to rot in the mines of Bijou for weeks because the world needs us, all of us, to put everything else aside."
Aviators:
Remains
This week, on the Awoken series we fight for what is ours!
Remains
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