Welcome to Legends of Adventress. I'm Twig, and you're listening to What's the Port of Witchlight?

Here's what happened last time.

You have met with an emissary from the Summerport. This fairy dragon is locked within a cage.

The key has fallen into the hands of a goblin. My name's Twink Toad Spring, and I'm a brownie, and I run the inn at the end of the road.

You see a shape move quickly past one of the windows.

The face is a face you recognize.

Thangs that hang from his mouth, from Torbeck's mouth

are far larger than they had been before.

His eyes are wild and in a frenzy.

Andy, can you please take the DM station for me?

The greatest reveal all time!

Hello, hello.

Holy shit.

Impossibly long, tendril-like finger slowly creep around the door frame.

You have no time to react before the lightning quick Torbeck lunges for you.

I need you all to roll for initiative.

As you deliver the final blow,

almost instantly,

Torbeck's limbs begin to ripple and move and shrink.

Guys, where is Torbeck?

If you want to tell him, we can tell him.

We bear responsibility for everything that's happened.

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