Welcome to the Sword Coast! I am your DM, Joy the DM, often speaking in
orange. I am joined by the mysterious summoner sorceress Ashley often speaking
in blue. Colors are subject to change.
Where we last left our champions, they're just west of Phandalin, on their way back to Neverwinter when they come across a quartet of could be bandits waiting in ambush for a lone trader walking beside his cart.
Rumors have it that there's an ominous rise in attacks by Bandits and wild creatures alike, there's been a giant dragon spotted and conjectures range from green to white to humanoid shapeshifter and there's been strange sightings of all sorts mixed in, muddying the waters of truth.
The current time is 10:35 and the current date is Spring 14th, Brightened Receiving 1296, it's currently lightly snowing, with a temperature of only -3C with a frost that hangs on the otherwise temperate region, the grasses and weeds are frost burned and turning a sickly dark green. Some of the the trees, not used to these conditions and still budding with new leaves for spring, are losing what little leaves they have to the cold temperatures.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fv_7EurNAssThey've just defeated three of the four Bandits and the fourth understands the odds are against him, as Cat readies her bow to strike him down, surrounded by strangely cute but deadly mechatronic beasts, he falls to his knees in the snow and puts his hands behind his head accepting his fate, and leaving it to the mercy of his attackers. Wounded but otherwise able bodied he hangs his head in defeat. A silver whistle dangles from a silver chain around his neck as a reminder that reinforcements may be on the way.