This episode follows the group as they take a quieter road through the wilds, headed toward a place one of their own once called home. But the return brings more questions than peace. A familiar house feels unfamiliar. A mother is missing. And something old beneath the floorboards begins to stir.

While some tend to the fire, others seek out food. What starts as a simple hunt becomes… strange. Unnatural behavior from familiar creatures leads to a tense encounter that’s as bizarre as it is dangerous. There’s laughter, of course—but it’s edged with unease. And across the river? Something watches.

The party regathers in the wake of a personal revelation, though there’s little time to reflect—unfinished business calls. Amaedrianna has a meeting at a quiet but dangerous corner of the city, and a challenge awaits her there. She's not alone. Dash walks with her, Slate assumes a disguise, and the shadows watch with interest.

A character returns to the heart of their past—a place marked by memory, lineage, and legacy. In a moment of ritual and reflection, an ancestral blade is drawn, and a silent call to generations echoes across the city.

This chapter opens with quiet acts of contrition, as old wounds meet the first signs of healing.

As the weight of the graveyard's omen still hung in the air, Slate sought answers the only way he knew how.

The search for Eldrin took the group into the depths beneath Saigo no Toshi, chasing faint traces that led to the city’s forgotten underbelly.

This session opened in the dead of night, with an unexpected visit that would ripple through the hours to come.

This week’s episode opened with confrontation and unease. Despite the crackling tension, the group chose to follow, knowing the path ahead was anything but safe.

This week, the party arrived in Saigo no Toshi—an ancient city of tradition, legacy, and unspoken tension.

This week, the journey pressed onward, carrying the group from quiet reflection to new beginnings.

The halls of the Arcanum were alive with quiet victories, unanswered questions, and the steady drumbeat of what’s to come.

The group found themselves in the quiet depths of the library, pouring over books, each lost in their own preparations for the journey ahead.

The group returned to the Arcanum, their journey behind them but their minds already fixed on what lay ahead. Though victory had been earned, the weight of their experiences clung to them, shaping the decisions to come.

The group faced a formidable enemy, pushing themselves to the limit as they fought to bring the raging inferno under control.

The group’s time in Dagtorp took a sharp turn from routine to chaos.

The journey continued as the group made their way toward Dagtorp, accompanied by two unlikely allies to hasten their passage.

The group paused within the halls of Wulver’s home, taking a moment to reflect amidst its storied history.

The journey pressed on as the group reclaimed their sled cart—affectionately dubbed the "Slart"—and made their way across the frozen expanse.

The journey pressed on as the group reclaimed their sled cart—affectionately dubbed the "Slart"—and made their way across the frozen expanse.