The Falstead Mysteries

Welcome to your Adventure Log!
A blog for your campaign

Every campaign gets an Adventure Log, a blog for your adventures!

While the wiki is great for organizing your campaign world, it’s not the best way to chronicle your adventures. For that purpose, you need a blog!

The Adventure Log will allow you to chronologically order the happenings of your campaign. It serves as the record of what has passed. After each gaming session, come to the Adventure Log and write up what happened. In time, it will grow into a great story!

Best of all, each Adventure Log post is also a wiki page! You can link back and forth with your wiki, characters, and so forth as you wish.

One final tip: Before you jump in and try to write up the entire history for your campaign, take a deep breath. Rather than spending days writing and getting exhausted, I would suggest writing a quick “Story So Far” with only a summary. Then, get back to gaming! Grow your Adventure Log over time, rather than all at once.

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Jason's Diary #1

Dear uh, diary,

Not very used to doing this. I never saw much sense in writing something you don’t plan to share. But things have been getting pretty weird; need to sort it out.

I’m not good at talking to others. It’s easier when the lines are written for me. I wonder if Sunny’s ever noticed how many things I say are recycled. Definitely don’t know Jillian well enough to talk about it. Not sure I even have a right to.

We . . . called something last night. I thought it was a spirit or a demon from someplace else, but it wasn’t. Not really.

It was a part of me. It was everything I wanted; everything I know. It was all my desires in one . . . sexy . . . package.

But if it was part of ME, what couldn’t I control it? If it was part of ME, why did I have to make a deal to get what I want? Did I bargain with myself? If it was part of ME . . .

It ripped something away from Jillian. It took a part of her. And it wanted more. I felt it.

Is that the real me? Is that who I am?

Have not slept much. Afraid to. Rolling over possibilities in my brain. Should I call that thing again? Can I control it? Am I stronger? I’m not sure I want to know.

Maybe the real mistake was to go into this with any intention of bargaining. Maybe I gave it all of the control before we even started. I shouldn’t have to beg and plead with myself. I shouldn’t be making compromises. There must be other . . . things I can call out. Something smaller; something weaker. Something I can beat into submission and tell what to do. I’ll wait until I’m alone again.

Likely to be a busy week.

Sincerely,
J

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