The Battle of Overlook

Lepideus Letter 10-11
A resolved matter and a great day

Dear Lady,

I have finally gained what I needed to create your forge. In the end I will create a place to worship you. I am defective but I crave to be deserving. The marriage is resolved and undone. As it should be. You know better than I. The forge didn’t make it well. We, (Brant, Tala, Drogahan, Leon, Erlock, and myself) all tried to recreate the unused forge but we did more harm than good. Will be attempting again when the chance comes again. To elaborate, you know how even as a blade master and a prince…I am not much of the man I wish to be. I only know sacrifice of myself. I have been since the beginning. Maybe I should learn to trust more in my brothers and my men. They make it further than I. The marriage is nulled and a woman’s heart broken. Though I was knocked unconscious by a being who I am now rather angry about and am tempted to unleash a just hatred on him…but he, and Gwen, I am thankful for. They made it possible to see a young woman continue her journey for love. I have already found mine. I just need to be the man that can bring you out of the White Well. This letter was sent late and a new event has come an gone. We made it to a Dwarven Monastery being pillaged and desecrated by orcs. So we slaughtered them. It was strangely satisfying to see them bleed. I hope you got a taste as well with the power I had to bring hands out to tear them down. They didn’t like it much but Drakkan and Brant did well as was expected. May you bless us once more with a victory like this.
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Lepideus Letter 7
A Night in Overlook

Dear Erza,

I am to be married. I wish I could hear you. That the Magic and power of yours would not keep you silent. You only make more the meaning of your actions and images you have once given me…but now we are apart. I hold the blade you gave me at silver lake. I know what it means. I have not felt deserving of all that is given to me. And now here I am with a bride to be and the force to get closer to my enemies. I feel even now with the connections I gain, one step closer to killing the wicked. I need power to free you…but will you approve? Is your power not enough. Or must I bring power from other sources to be the hero you need. I will do anything for you, but the question is…can I? I have a group of heroes and this will assist them but what of you?! I still love you. No, the night is still young and dawn is coming. No one will have me but you. Erza, my princess, my Goddess, I already know where you stand. I will not falter now, I have still so much left to do for you, my Queen. Dawn will be here soon.
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Lepideus Letter 4
Refecting on Castle Riverroar

Dear Lady of the White Well,

We have finally made it through Riverroar Castle. I missed most of the end but at least I still survived. The Cyre forces were difficult but maybe I am just being something I am not. Your blessings have kept me even after my poor choices. In Riverroar Castle, we defeated all the Cyre forces and it appears they had made a deal with forces of the undead. Which may connect them to the Lich King, but the title of this connection they had was ‘The Emissary’. I have yet to know who that was but there was a lot related to the Gods and Goddesses of Bahamut. Which makes me sad to believe I may have missed you within those cold walls. Because of my poor decisions in positioning and battle. I have been taken down numerous times. Maybe I just like seeing you, needing you to bring me back from your waters. Even if it hurts you have kept me alive. My party deserves some praise but I personally find trouble giving you less. I just need to be better for you. The beauty of what I don’t understand is that seeing you means more to me than the words and touch of anyone in this world. Maybe I make little sense but I will do better in time. I aim to find a way to bring you glory for saving my life and helping my party.
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Fallen Angels
Upon the winds of the Northern skies, the cries of demons sent shivers down my spine as I approached Silver Lake. Our gryphons also noticed the wails as they reared in discontent. I was in search of my missing comrade, Chidori; I should give her more credit, for she was far closer than any comrade. She had been sent to the area against my wishes by the elf, Taya Phiarlan, to scout the lake for information. I fear, for she believed it nothing more than a scouting mission and was sent unprepared. Because of that fear, I gathered my gear to go in search of my childhood friend, the rest of my men were already geared to go. Casher my mount in hand, “we are ready when you are, sir.” “Captain,” Casher, my second in command called as he heard the screams. I looked at him, giving him a nod. The pit in my stomach grew deeper. Chidori please be okay. As we neared Silver Lake, I could see the infernal gates, monsters coming forth in hordes and Chidori nowhere to be seen. We raced forth, weapons at the ready, a mighty war cry upon our lips as we engaged the horrid creatures. We collided with the demons, felling many of them as we exchanged blows. But it became apparent that we would lose. This fact did nothing to stop our search for Chidori. A lucky blow knocked me off of my mount, but not before I cleaved my attacker in two. As I fell, I noticed the lake was no longer silver, but polluted with a black ichor from the blood of demons. Thinking that this would be my last chance, I cried out, “Silver Flame, grant me my wish!” as I crashed head first into the lake. As I walked out of the lake, its surface was ablaze with silver flames, blurring my vision. I thanked the Silver Flame for granting my wish. I noticed a lone knight, surrounded by demons. I called once more upon my deity to send blast after blast of divine lances, catching the nasty brutes off guard. Taking advantage of my relentless assault, the swordswoman’s blades ran black with demonblood. I ran to her in the hope that I had found Chidori. “Chi…..” I began, but realized the woman standing before me was not my comrade, “are you okay?” Looking over the woman, her armor was cracked and battered and she was well winded, but overall she appeared fine. “Yes, thanks to you,” she said between breaths, “Je m’appelle Sarisa, monsieur.” “You are welcome, I am Callidus Brant, and though I am glad that you are well I must hurry to find one of my close subordinates.” “Then let me accompany you in your search to repay you, mon petit fleur.” As I began my search again, Sarisa followed me no matter how I protested. Seeking guidance from my deity in my search, I looked to the heavens and saw a familiar beacon of silver light, the rescue flare of my squad. We rushed off in search of the light’s source. As I neared an area of ruins, I slowed to a stop, as my breath caught in my throat. I was filled with anger, sorrow, and disbelief as I came upon the broken body of my Chidori. I rushed to her, and lifted her gently into my arms. “Is that you, Call-kun?” Her voice was no more than a whisper against my cheek. “Yes, yes it is, save your strength— I’ll start healing you now,” I said, though as a plea to comfort myself. “No, it’s fine now……. I’ve been chosen by the Dragon Queen,” she whispered looking into my eyes. “Please no don’t do this, let me save you, please,” I sobbed as I hugged her tighter, as if that would make her stay with me longer. “I can see her light now………. Good bye… Call…kun.” I let loose a roar that tore through the night that could send a demon or worse into a deep fear for their life. I screamed until I could no longer make a sound, sobbing as I held her.
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Lepideus Day One

Silver Lake, the place where my new friends met. The place my life changed and hell seemed to wake. The very same place where my unquenchable love solidified and I touched her hand. The retrieval of a blade I do not deserve. I have studied hard though I am gifted b the Lady of the White Well. Her power is beyond me, but it touches me. I only ask to praise her in life and death. She is beyond compare in beauty but blessing all who revere her.

I mention this for how else have I lived this far? Silver Lake was hell! Ever since then, I have lost m consciousness in the heat of battle. How can I be so meek… that is how I know Erza to be praised, for she is strong. Luck doesn’t dwell with me. My party is blessed by her favor. I do not deserve her… I only see my failures and her blessings.

The meeting of the “Emerald Claw” has been our most current dispute. Their weapons have originated from a local mercenary guild, the Black Arrow. However, powerful Drakatha have pressed an assault into our path. They have oppressed these people and my party is trying to save those held hostage. We have been called upon by the city council to save the captured loved ones.

We arrive by skill and blessings of the one deserving of love & freedom. Arriving at the Rivenroar castle, their chosen hellish scene I once more drop after seeing fellows fall before me. My hatred of my weakness has grown. How can I be blessed? How can we live? Erza… I will keep striving, but death… I keep seeing your White Well… Why do you hold my wounds? Why don’t you pull me down? What value do you find in me? I do not question anyone but myself. Then, I will fight and I will fight… until I die and someone more deserving rises from the place of hell I drown in.

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The Introduction of Cassius Brutus

That night, the gates of hell opened. The angels descended from the heavens, their seraph blades alight like the stars they fell from. A broken body of meat and metal crashed into the ground, dark magics still smoking from his armor. He rose from the broken ground, blades in his chest and a look of defiance on his face. The men shuddered with fear as the ear piercing roar rang across the night. The roar turned to laughter," You thought you could defy me with a body riddled with wounds!"
Steam rose in the moon light from the fresh blood still wet. Without a glance he tore out the swords, grinning at the demon. He gripped the handle of his warhammer, feeling reassurance in its weight and cool touch of the iron against his hands. “Though you’ve slain many of my kin with that hammer, don’t think you can match me boy .”
The splintering of demon bone interrupted the insults as the knight’s hammer drove the demon back. With an agonizing scream, flames again engulfed the demon, and he was swallowed by the earth.

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The On Going Journal of The Heroes of Silver Lake

This is a journal I will be maintaining throughout our game. I’ll be putting in back stories as well as the current game info.

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Dungeons & Gary
The Battle for Overlook

Campaign starts here, boyz.

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