Curse of the Azure Bonds

A mysterious and role-play driven adventure set in the Forgotten Realms. A group of adventurers try to discover the mystery and origin behind a number of mysterious symbols tattooed onto their arms and the sinister secret hidden behind them.

Game Information

Game System: 5th Edition (OG)
Game Setting: Forgotten Realms (The Moonsea Region), 1357 Dalereckoning (The Year of the Princes)
Number of Players Required: 4-6
Starting Level: 4
Post Rate: 2 posts a week

Flavour and Tone: This game is more heroic fantasy than dark fantasy in tone. It is a mystery, one that I will task the player in learning more about the mysterious symbols that have been tattooed on your arm, what they mean and what effect they have on you. It is a mystery that will take you overland on a whistlestop tour of the Moonsea and Daleland regions of Faerun in an attempt to learn more about the origins of these symbols.

The sky darkens and the last rays of the sun disappear, leaving the landscape a rippling set of grays and shadows. It might just have been your imagination, but this evening you feel that the sky seems slightly darker than usual as the sun begins to set. For a singular moment it looks like the tendrils of shadow cast by the dying light reach out with dark fingers to entangle you within their shroud. There almost seems to be conscious intent in the way they crawl across the ground towards you.  

And yet, that is what they are, simple shadows.  

Putting your overactive imagination back in its place, you settle back down again. You unfurl your bedroll and you nod your head to your companions. All is well and this seems to be a night on the road like any other. There is nothing to fear here it seems, nothing to be wary of.

Like shadows in the night they come. Whispers in the dark. They blend in so well with the blackness of oblivion as they encircle the camp, and as they do the fire blazes merrily with no indication of what is about to come. Like tiny, flickering shadows they flit in and out around, dancing close then away before they can be seen. When they strike from the shadows they do so quickly and without warning. It begins with the drow as they seem to materialise from nothingness against a backdrop of night. With a cry of alarm, you bring your arms to bear as do your companions in response to the sudden and vicious onslaught.  

And yet the drow are not alone. Other figures materialise in their midst, humanoid shadows bearing swords swathed in fire. Dancing shadows that flit and flicker at the corner of consciousness and reality itself.  

Before it even starts, it is over.

***

You waken to the sound of two dogs barking and the evening hubbub of wagons and carriages passing by your window. You are resting on a simple straw tick covered with graying sheets. You look around to find your companions similarly laid out and just now awakening. You remember an attack, drow and figures leaping out the shadows and appearing magically among your midsts. Then nothing, a deep void of blackness until your awakening.

Your gear has been packed neatly beside your bed. You reach for it, then stop as you notice that your entire right arm has been covered by an ornate, gleaming tattoo. A tattoo marked with strange and mysterious symbols.

So begins the mystery of the Azure Bonds.