We left the Friendly Arm Inn the next morning and headed south for Nashkel. All the talk at the inn of bandits on the road had everyone on edge, but eight hours of travel passed without a single encounter. I urged everyone to press on as night fell, memories of the ambush that took Gorion [...]

The taproom of the Friendly Arm Inn bustled with life. The smells of warm food reminded me of how hungry I was. I marched toward the bar counter at the rear of the room, catching snippets of conversation as I passed by patrons seated at the tables. There seemed to be plenty of worry about [...]

We passed a sign informing us that we now trod upon the Lion’s Way as the sun reached the zenith of its course across the sky. My stomach growled, and I realized I hadn’t eaten since breakfast a day ago. I wondered if Imoen or either of our two new companions had any food, but [...]

I turned toward the voice to see Imoen approaching, her auburn hair bouncing just above her purple-clad shoulders.
“Drakyn…I-I saw…I am SO sorry.”
“Imoen? What are you doing here?”
“I…accidentally read a letter on Gorion’s desk the other day. I never get out of Candlekeep and the monks are such a bore. Anyway, I’m not gonna let you [...]

Gorion set a swift pace as we walked along the Coast Way, and the walls of Candlekeep soon disappeared from sight. As night fell, Gorion took us off of the road. I thought he might be looking for a place to set up camp, but though his eyes flit about, searching, he never slowed.
Not until [...]

My name is Drakyn, and I am preparing to leave the only home I have ever known. When I woke up this morning, my foster father told me to equip myself for travel and shoved a purse full of gold into my hands. As with most information related to me and my past, Gorion was [...]