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LEVEL UP Advanced 5th Edition with DM BWatford The group gathered their gear and set out from the town, the early morning sun casting long shadows as they made their way to the edge of Otari. The crisp air carried a hint of moisture, foretelling the marshy terrain ahead. As they left the last houses behind, Milo bounded ahead, his tail wagging furiously. The Madrai relished the open space and the prospect of new scents to explore. Isobela walked beside him, her scholarly robes rustling with each step, while Larkin kept a vigilant eye on their surroundings, his greataxe ready at his side. Sable trailed a bit behind, her eyes scanning the treeline for any signs of movement. She couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in her gut since Lys's departure. Elspeth, her arcane knowledge ever at the forefront of her mind, occasionally muttered incantations under her breath, prepared to summon her magic at a moment's notice. The journey through the town was uneventful, a stark contrast to the adventure that awaited them in the Fogfen. As they reached the edge of town, the landscape transformed. The lush greenery gave way to the mist-shrouded expanse of the Fogfen. The dense fog hung low, obscuring the path ahead and dampening their senses. "Stay close, everyone," Larkin instructed, his voice steady. "We don't want to get separated in this mist." The group pressed on, their steps cautious and deliberate. Milo took the lead, his keen nose guiding them through the murky terrain. He paused occasionally, sniffing the air and ensuring their path was clear of danger. Isobela kept an eye on the surrounding flora, her academic curiosity piqued by the unusual plant life of the marsh. She noted several specimens she hadn't seen before, their vibrant colors standing out against the muted backdrop of the Fogfen. As they ventured deeper into the marsh, the air grew colder and the fog thicker. The sounds of the town faded, replaced by the eerie silence of the marsh. Every rustle of leaves and distant croak of a frog seemed amplified, keeping the group's nerves on edge. "Remember, Milo, stay in front of me," Isobela reminded the Madrai, her voice gentle yet firm. Milo barked in acknowledgment; his focus unwavering. Sable's keen eyes caught movement in the distance. "Something's out there," she whispered, her hand instinctively reaching for her bow. Elspeth stepped closer, ready to cast a protective spell if needed. "We're almost through the worst of it," she assured the group, her voice steady. The tension was palpable, but the group's camaraderie and mutual trust kept them moving forward. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the thick fog began to thin, revealing the silhouette of the Gauntlight lighthouse in the distance. Its dark, foreboding presence loomed over the marsh, a stark reminder of the dangers that lay ahead. "We made it," Larkin announced, relief evident in his voice. RUINS OF GAUNTLIGHT Otari 11:02 am Day 2 Map is active!!! Active Maps Bookkeeping

LEVEL UP Advanced 5th Edition with DM BWatford Alyria's search in the wilderness was fruitful. As she leapt from tree to tree, her ritual allowed her to communicate with the local wildlife, who eagerly guided her to various edible plants and herbs. She found a patch of wild berries, a few edible mushrooms, and some fresh herbs like rosemary and thyme. The animals she encountered—squirrels, birds, and a particularly chatty raccoon—offered her valuable tips on where to find the best foraging spots. She filled her pouch with berries and herbs, enjoying the connection she felt with the forest. But the prize find of the evening was an ironwood acorn, the small acorn, shell shimmering with a faint silvery sheen. She quickly pocketed the acorn as she returned to her companions, she couldn't help but smile, knowing she'd be able to share her findings and take care of her newfound "cousins." The group's camp was nestled around what was left of the houses foundation, surrounded by towering trees that whispered secrets to the night. Belton had set a crackling fire in the remnants of the hearth, casting a warm glow that fought off the creeping shadows. Tents formed a small semi-circle around the fire, their canvas rustling softly in the breeze. The night was filled with the sounds of nature—the hoot of an owl, the distant rustle of leaves, and the occasional snap of twigs underfoot. Aewyn, having taken the first watch, kept a vigilant eye on the surroundings. The firelight danced on his contemplative face as he meditated, connecting with the divine energy that fueled his prayers. His thoughts were a mixture of gratitude and resolve, appreciating the newfound camaraderie while steeling himself for the challenges ahead. As dawn broke, the first light of the sun filtered through the treetops, bathing the camp in a gentle, golden hue. Birds began to sing their morning songs, heralding the start of a new day. Aewyn stirred from his rest, feeling unexpectedly refreshed. The group's fire had burned down to glowing embers, providing just enough warmth to fend off the morning chill. Belton was the first to rise, his cheerful demeanor undiminished despite the trials of the previous day. He began to prepare breakfast, whistling a merry tune that soon had the others stirring in their tents. Alyria emerged next, her eyes bright with anticipation for the day's travels. She greeted the forest as an old friend, stretching her arms wide to embrace the day. One by one, the rest of the group joined around the fire, sharing stories and plans for the journey ahead. There was a palpable sense of unity, a bond forged in the crucible of their shared experiences. As they ate, laughed, and planned, the sun climbed higher, promising a day filled with new challenges and opportunities. Suddenly, a burly hobgoblin warrior stepped out from the treeline, his imposing presence sending everyone scrambling for their weapons—everyone except Belton, who just laughed at the sight. “Calm down, folks,” Belton chuckled, his accent thick as usual. “This ‘ere’s Shakulu, an ol’ mate of mine. Knew he’d spot our camp and come snoopin’. We need a bit o’ muscle, and I thought he might be our bloke.” Belton waved the hobgoblin over, the warrior’s stern expression softening as he approached, transitioning from potential threat to trusted ally. MEMORIES OF HOLDENSHIRE Outskirts of Northminister 7:38 am Day 3 Ironwood Acorn. This tough acorn must be swallowed whole to fortify your muscles and sinews, and after you eat it you gain an expertise die on Strength saving throws for 1 hour. Active Maps Bookkeeping

Shouldn't your HP just be 20? Level 1: 10+2 (12) Level 2: 6+3 (8)

In A5e level up you just take the average, so you should be at 15 I think.

The restrictions are "No Elites" so if an E is by their name i.e. Phantasmal Poltergeist then it cannot be selected. Other than that, go wild.

Go ahead and make the purchase

Usually... https://rolladvantage.com/tokenstamp/ But you also can do it in most image editors, I use paint.net. Just open the token graphic add a layer below and add picture and crop.

Just turned this one on.... The Happy Halloween (Seasonal Theme) is now available to all members through the end of October. Enjoy!

The Happy Halloween (Seasonal Theme) is now available to all members through the end of October. Enjoy!

Big key here is to not use tables with more than two columns and that helps a lot.

That is correct, any in the toolbar are fair game and will adapt to themes.

The biggest thing to remember in post design is that we have different themes for the forum. They can be selected at the very bottom of the page, this can cause readability issues with certain colors of text. But if you stick to the colors in the default pallette then they will change based on the user's theme to ensure they can read it.

I have a thread dedicated to all sorts of templates you can clone and use. https://www.myth-weavers.com/index.php?/topic/365-bwatfords-fancier-format-examples/

Lol. I posted a completed app on day one, everyone just wants to play in a game with me now. One where I'm not the DM for a change. Of course I am totally full of BS but hey it sounded good.