The Fellowship of the Tabletop
Jul 3, 2026 · 1 hr 19 min · 11 segments
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But nonetheless, we take ourselves back a number of episodes to the ocean.
The battle is over.
The guns that shook the sea have finally fallen silent, leaving behind only the cackle of fire and the groan of dying timber.
Thick smoke drifts across the waves in black ribbons, lit from beneath by scattered flames that dance upon the wreckage of a hundred shattered decks.
Around you, the broken remains of the Shadowmendian fleet drift with the tide.
Their banners torn, their hulls splintered, their purpose spent.
And yet, amidst this ruinous scene, you stand victorious.
Uriand Cardenel is dead.
The Lion of the Sea has been broken.
His keystone has been wrestled from his grasp and now awaits its final journey to the Hells.
Another of Tol'Colon's anchors upon Eryth has fallen.
But victory has demanded its due.
Ghostwing, the black, acidic dragon, one-third of the leaders of the Winged Watch, lies beneath these waters, his final roar drowned out by cannon fire and the claws of this awakened Dando sphinx.
Now his shattered body sinks to the dark abyss below, claimed by depths that know no sunlight, no funeral, no pyre, only the cold embrace of the sea and the Esmeralda, the cursed vessel that has twice defied its fate.
At Nyx's command, she gave everything she had left.
Her rotting hull smashed into the lion of the sea with enough force to shake the ocean itself, and when her captain stepped from her deck, she surrendered at last.
Timber split, the sea rushed in, the ancient ship slipped beneath the waves once more, her final voyage complete, her final song sunk.
Now you stand upon the burning deck of the Lion of the Sea as flames crawl through her shattered rigging and smoke coils into the darkening sky.
And you are not alone.
From every direction, sails emerge through the haze.
Dozens of them.
The independent pirate fleets of Trade Lord Vosan encircle you, their vessels keeping a respectful distance from the flagship that you stand upon.
No cannons are loaded, but boarding parties are in their boats.
They are approaching,
watching, expecting.
But nonetheless, we take ourselves back a number of episodes to the ocean.
The battle is over.
The guns that shook the sea have finally fallen silent, leaving behind only the cackle of fire and the groan of dying timber.
Thick smoke drifts across the waves in black ribbons, lit from beneath by scattered flames that dance upon the wreckage of a hundred shattered decks.
Around you, the broken remains of the Shadowmendian fleet drift with the tide.
Their banners torn, their hulls splintered, their purpose spent.
And yet, amidst this ruinous scene, you stand victorious.
Uriand Cardenel is dead.
The Lion of the Sea has been broken.
His keystone has been wrestled from his grasp and now awaits its final journey to the Hells.
Another of Tol'Colon's anchors upon Eryth has fallen.
But victory has demanded its due.
Ghostwing, the black, acidic dragon, one-third of the leaders of the Winged Watch, lies beneath these waters, his final roar drowned out by cannon fire and the claws of this awakened Dando sphinx.
Now his shattered body sinks to the dark abyss below, claimed by depths that know no sunlight, no funeral, no pyre, only the cold embrace of the sea and the Esmeralda, the cursed vessel that has twice defied its fate.
At Nyx's command, she gave everything she had left.
Her rotting hull smashed into the lion of the sea with enough force to shake the ocean itself, and when her captain stepped from her deck, she surrendered at last.
Timber split, the sea rushed in, the ancient ship slipped beneath the waves once more, her final voyage complete, her final song sunk.
Now you stand upon the burning deck of the Lion of the Sea as flames crawl through her shattered rigging and smoke coils into the darkening sky.
And you are not alone.
From every direction, sails emerge through the haze.
Dozens of them.
The independent pirate fleets of Trade Lord Vosan encircle you, their vessels keeping a respectful distance from the flagship that you stand upon.
No cannons are loaded, but boarding parties are in their boats.
They are approaching,
watching, expecting.
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