Pathfinders' Guild of Berkeley
The party continues their assault on the Asmoden temple, looking for the infernal engines fueling the tyrant Barzillai Thrune and his guardians. The rogue-wrestler, Guts Clobber, continues their tale. (-GM)
17th of Rova, 4715 AR

Our story begins on the ground… Or rather on a balcony. We just finished our previous fight against the cult of Asmodeus, where over twenty men lay slain at our feet. They would use their will and force others to do their bidding, so they had it coming… Although this endeavor is against a group of hellhounds. The handwraps around my fists tell me so, and purge spirits deemed unworthy (1d6 good damage vs evil aligned). But for now, we can take a breather. From our previous endeavors, we learned that using traditional medicinal techniques takes too long, so we instead brought a magical bag full of potions. Easier to drink a potion than…
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