Broadfield Campaign Diary

Welcome to Baleteia, A continent surrounded by a Wall of Storms. There are few that attempt to cross the wall, and those that do are never seen again, presumed dead. It has been this way since The Shattering over 800 years ago, where Baleteia was split off from the rest of the world - or the rest of the world was destroyed. It is not known which one.

To the east lies the Riverlands and Wesland, the green heart of the east, providing grain and fish to much of the continent, the riverlands being home to many powerful sorcerers and druids, wedland being a haven for those interested in martial disciplines. Further northwest from there is the Khathari Empire, a warring nation that seeks to expand their influence through blood and conquest and Abricaciu, a culturally isolated land where those that can use magic are persecuted : executed or enslaved.

In the south, The Southern Coalition lies. A collection of smaller city states, each with their own cultures and political schemes, but united though oppurtunity of free trade.

Central to the continent is The Expanse, a cold desert only inhabitable to a few nomads living on the outskirts, trading and providing escort to those that would wish to cross.

In the north, lies the Kindom of the Sun and the Kingdom of Taive, lands ravaged and hardened both by Evil monsters bent on the destruction of civilisation and by heavy storms , being the closest lands to the stormwall.

This story, however, begins in the largest whole country in Baleteia, Candor. Candor ranges from the outskirts of the desert and rocky badlands in the southeast to temperate forests in the west. Central candor is filled with golden and green fields and hills, perfect for farming grains and vegetables.

It has become somewhat of a cultural centre in the world, given how turbulent the east has become. Some flee war, others search for a free land to start a new life with new work. Many end up here, in the free land of Candor.

The annual Twinspire Arts Festival is arriving soon, and many have already gathered in the fairly large town of Broadfield, easily identified by the beautiful black and white marble dome . Many peoples from the surrounding areas of central Candor are visiting, and many who wish to take refuge here are accepted with open arms.

Session 1 - 28/03/2022

Greysword, whilst queuing for the festival, encountered Tiili, who was looking for "a man with an acorn on his head". Greysword was directed to the overflow camp to pitch up, and ran into Thunril and Tosco whilst looking for a place to camp. Tilli arrived moments later, again looking for the man with the acorn on his head, who she explained was her creator. The group so far ran into Persinette whilst fetching their evening meal from the communal serving area. Her frog , Weber, was introduced to the group. They returned to the Thaldrein camp for a bonfire, and Tilli continued to ask about the acorn man. Greysword did not integrate, preferring to remain on his own.

That night, the camp was awoken by shouting and an explosion. They found a tent next to the Thaldrein camp burning, and a gang of bandits arguing beside the blaze. Thunril confronted the bandits, and the miscreants attacked the party. During the fight, Bezivil arrived on the scene. The bandits were defeated after a short skirmish, the sole survivor was apprehended by Bezivil and Thunril. Unfortunately, the grunt knew next to nothing - they had been ordered to "cause some chaos", but didn't know the name of their overall commander. In interrogation, it was further discovered that there were a few camps of bandits in the surrounding area. A town guard requested the party's presence to see their captain after the fire had been put out.

Taken to see Redoras, the sherrif, in their office under the Broadfield dome. Introductions were made, and the party were offered work as contacted guards. Redoras also mentioned they had seen the man with the acorn on his head. Instructed to return at 9AM that morning. Upon Tosco's protestations, Redoras changed the start time to noon.