And some time passes, in the World Wound

Dear Reader, I must apologize for the interruption of narration.  YHN had a string of bad fortune; his second-best pen ran out of ink, and several of the pixels in his transcription machine's video device suddenly and without warning became trapezoidal instead of the expected square shapes, which completely ruined his viewing experience.

Our Heroes dicked around in the World Wound for a couple of weeks, is the long and the short of it, meeting druids and not one but two purveyors of used organs.  They fought demons and the undead, explored a tomb of Antwon's lost familial line, and even, dare I say, learned an important lesson about trust and love.

Maybe not that last thing so much, now that I review my notes.

They freed the succubus Arueshalae from the stand-off she was facing with a Hag Assassin and Friends (coming soon to Disney Plus!) and assaulted the Ivory Sanctum, culminating in an Epic Battle with Xanthir Vang - a man made out of maggots and spite (Maggots and Spite - a mis-matched buddy cop drama on the WB!) and a host of demonic allies.  Booty was had and hit points were lost.  Again, when all was said and done, a bond was formed between the Heroes, a bond of trust, respect, and...

No, I cannot continue that sentence with a straight face.  They straight up slaughtered a complex of demons and cultists and that is no lie.  Nod the monk is back, somehow, which is also quite exciting!

Then they went shopping.  We'll rejoin them in the next missive as they attend Korvosa's version of Burning Man with Sorshen the Runelord.  Exciting times!

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