The Witchlight Misfits wander around the Soggy Court, shop at the creepiest shop in the Fey, and storm a hag’s hut.
Wait, weren’t we working for these guys? I can barely remember what they looked like.
When last we left our heroes, we had channeled our inner Elmer Fudd and killed a wascally wabbit who was also a highway bandit. Then we became entwined in the political chicanery of the Royal Soggy Court which is ruled by the probably inept King Gullop XIX. Due to some impetuous promises made by a few of our less discreet members, we were conscripted to deliver a stolen book back to the hag who rules this domain, Bavlorna Blightstraw. Now, we’ll probably be the ones who get blamed for stealing this book, but we’ll cross that bridge later. And never mind that Bavlorna and her sisters have stolen this land from a different…
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