Apr 18, 2022 8:01 pm
Before: It was the adventure of a lifetime, and it defined your lives for all time. Your victory over Venger and liberation of tens of thousands trapped in the Realm demiplane made you legends across the Realms. Most of you went back to Earth, some of you found happiness, some still strive in your personal quests. The one connection you all share is the Realms and its people, and you've taken up fantastic weapons to defend them on many occasions. Now may be the most important of those times, and the final time.Now: A long walk or a short teleport away from the grand city of Neverwinter lies the modest tower of Presto the Wizard. Entertaining guests was never his strong suit but he was happy to when his first and possibly only love, Varla, said that she would be passing through Neverwinter and wanted to see him. If that wasn't enough, Presto had just barely gotten out of mist-shrouded Barovia thanks to old friend Lorne and his adopted Vistani family, and their entire caravan was camped out around his tower. Presto's quick shopping jaunt to Neverwinter on the morning of Varla's expected arrival turned into an all-day orphan-saving escapade, and by the time he portaled back to the edge of Neverwinter Wood, he found his tower pristine but the Vistani caravan in flames! The only person Presto recognized was his distant neighbour and fellow wizard, Malchor Harpell, tending the injured. The stern master of the far Tower of Twilight sensed Presto's approach but was in the midst of reading a scroll over a gravely injured woman.
And so it begins...
Presto! GO!
[ +- ] Presto's Tower
And so it begins...
OOC:
Here we go, kids! I hope you survive (and enjoy) the experience!Presto! GO!