The Chronicles of Kalidan

Welcome to the Kalid river valley, home to the city of Kalidan, gateway to the Lortmil mountains, and the only safe port in 50 leagues.

You people still suck.
Now, that's a NASTY rumor about Jimmy!!

January 9, 2002: In this interesting adventure, we learned that Jimmy was pregnant with the monk's baby. Not long afterwards, the Spike Master birthed the demonic butt-kicker, who challenged Lyann to fight in a bar and won (Vall wasn't there)! Meanwhile, Tharivol formed an undead army and marched on Kalidan, while the bard/cleric sang out of tune death dirges. Tharivol overthrew the city, but was later killed when he went to pee on Gygax's electric fence. The ranger was also killed in the backyard when an uprising of giant fireants sneak attacked him before he could reach safety behind the infernal door. Now, the party is deciding whether or not to have their stalwart but weird companions raised from the dead. The saga continues.

June 9, 2001: This was Jimmy’s first GM stint of the Kalidan crew. We had 6 players in attendance: Joey, Doug, Jeff, Chrissy, Brett, and Shadow. We went looking for some scrub adventurers that got lost in some ruins (Vall’s next adventuring group—they’re gonna let him be the leader!), and tracked them to another world, where they were gonna be made into she-demons. Vall was kicking butt with his new, bodacious, “don’t hate me because I’m beautiful and want a new scabbard” sword. Lyann didn’t get into any bar-fights, and he would have become a slave trader had the good Vall not attacked the she-demon and made us all fight. Mr. Monk was happy we got to fight, though—he got to try out those new attacks. Achoo kicked some butt. Jastrianna got to be intimidating for once, and sang her little heart out. And BC rolled numerous 3s to keep the demons cool while they were fighting.
XP: 3159, GP: 1770

May 26, 2001:Jeff/Chrissy GMed. In attendance: Bret, Jeff, Jimmy, & Chrissy. Jeff had us roleplay the selling of some horses--Jastrianna got to use her Handle Animal skill for the first time!-- and we picked up some servants for our new house.

Then Chrissy picked up on Level 2 of the Dungeon of Death. Lots of death and mayhem. The gang killed numerous ghouls and ghasts--very cooly, I might add. Found, SURPRISE!, more copper!!!! Woo hoo! Then Griz got to kick some major undead butt, while his support team stood behind him and cast curing spells and other magics to keep him ALIVE to fight. The bard who originally hired the group to go to Rappan Athuk finally found what she was looking for. Contract Ended. Now, the gang can go there in the future just for the fun of it--it won't be work.
XP: 3560, GP: 875

4/7/01: (stolen from Joey's site)--A Kalidan game run by doug. In attendance were; myself (why is everybody pickin' on me?), chrissie (I hit joey.. subdual? No way! I wanna kill him!), Craig (Ditto, darn thief is kicking my butt!), Jeff(thwacky), and Brett (I attack the cold undead thing with my bare fists... ouch.). We followed an invitation to a grand party about five days journey southerly of us. On the way, we had an interesting set of dice rolls, everyone forgot if they were scared, spooked, or just creepy, and watched a group of long dead people fight it out. Of course, the curious thief had to get out of the wagon, tweak a dead nose and stab a dead attacker a few times. What was the rest of the party doing? Good question. They were either shooting indiscriminately into the melee, singing dirges or helping to move the wagon along without said thief. Worse than that, the thief got sick and finally found his own shadow was out to kill everyone, starting with a slow drain of himself! The shadow was lit up, we headed on to a town with no name and an inn properly named "Inn". There we met strange folk, paid too much for salt to go around the beds, and awoke to the screams of the people who did not put the salt around the bed. We met an old lady who was a font of information. Too bad she couldn't just tell us everything up front. "Oh, now that you've done THAT part...". We kill various undead thingies, including a slain child and his homicidal father. We then get more info from the woman, find out that the local high priest is the cause, go to confront him. On the way, some undead centuar badass from hell rips into us, gets rid of most of the healing spells. We then get to the monastary/chapel/whatever. There lies bad cleric boy with two beautiful women lounging in front of him. After a bit of posturing, I (the thief) look at one of the women and promptly fail my will save. I begin to wail on the party. In the end, I beat up chrissie and craig, the vampires were slain, the bad guy was forced to see his vileness in time to die and the evil curse was lifted from the land. Hurrah. Oh, then we went to the party. It wasn't fantastic until Jeff opened that bottle. :) Things we will remember: Shadow check!

December 29, 2000: Evil Joey ran this bayou adventure. In attendance were Jeff, Jimmy, Craig, Chrissy, Shadow, and Richard. Seems that the strangely absent Esmerelda was the focus of yet another adventure (this chick gets around). That other barkeep hired the gang to check into the nature of her enthralling talents by sending us to meet Mamma Moss (Meet Virginia...although she's dead and gone..sorry you missed her). Went to the swamp, where the evil Joey had our guide killed and us non-survivalists hadn't a clue how to get that danged boat where we needed to go. Of course, some kindly lizard men tried to help us out...NOT! What the lizard men didn't take out of our hide, our kindly gypsy hosts stripped from us (left us dad-blamed NEKKID!). When the druidess came and helped us out, we tracked the thieving gypsy scum and got back our stuff. Then the crazy ranger, bard, monk, and fighter/illusionist went after the main gypsy and his heck pooch (as Joey put it). Hey, that pooch ate my horse...and your horse..and...yow, that's my butt your biting! Can you say ALPO? That's what we about became.

December 22, 2000: (The Christmas Mouse Adventure!). Chrissy ran a small group (Craig, Jimmy, Jeff, Doug, and Shadow--a.k.a. the half-elven Booty Call) through an adventure involving small but meancing mice that kidnapped Esmerelda's brother, Kaz. Lyann, the I know nothing about Finesse fighter/illusionist, took a dive after messing with the mousey boss' hired help. Griz drank while the Muscles mopped the floor with Lyann, all the while thinking "Gee, don't I know that guy?? Shouldn't I help him?". Nah! Well...after this drink maybe.
After messing up the mouse and his men, Griz and the gang took the fight to the club. That's when the strangeness began! You REALLY had to be there. Needless to say, the fight club is no more. Yet,Santa Mouse got away...stay tuned for more mouse mayhem.

December 16, 2000: DM Doug ran the very large group(army) of Kalidan Crusaders (Jeff, Joey, Jimmy, Craig, Chrissy, CJ, Brett, Karol, and Richard were in attendance). The OTHER halflings found out why they needed that pesky ogre paladin, and we killed about 666 goblins who turned out to be working for some nasty green dragon--whom we LET live (Right, Joey?). Much fun had by all. Kudos to Doug for DMing such a large group and surviving--even after being hit by never ending +5 wads of paper!

November 11, 2000: Chrissy DMed the group, which included: Tharivol, Lyann, Allistair, Falin, Griz, Vall, and some dwarven cleric who worshipped Crom...uh St. Cuthbert--never quite caught his name. Went searching for the body of a dead Zeerghast family member in a cave outside of Kalidan, found the remains of an elven hero, brought them both back to Kalidan in time for a festival (in which they were both honored), returned a strange sword with a black flame to the Zeerghast fellow, and found an elven thinblade. And, of course, the crew met some spellslinging badass spiders in the process. Gotta love it!!! And then.... And then..THARIVOL became a hero to the elves for his successful recovery of the elven hero.

October 21, 2000 Jeff ran the Kalidan crew through an appropriate Halloween adventure. Jastrianna (Chrissy), Griz (Jimmy), and Falin (Craig) joined the illustrious group, which included Tharivol and Vall (Was that everyone??). We all had to find and bury some bratty chick from that god-forsaken, scary Feldin Manor. But...Shhhh!...we're not aloud to talk about it--let alone sing about it.

October 9, 2000: A new DM and a different PC kicked of the September 30th game. Tharivol, Lyann, and Alistair saved the girl, beat some ass, and got covered in mud. We also learned that a celestial badger is more dangerous than any PC and a critical with a bastard sword is more than any goblin should experience.

September 14, 2000:First adventure took place on Saturday the 9th. Alistair, Tharivol, Vall, and Snort the drunken cleric took out a bunch of thugs, convinced an ogre to leave some short people alone, and killed a displacer beast. Things were said, people killed, fun had by all.

September 7, 2000: Added the character page, including the infamous Rouge Rogue and Elfblade.

August 16, 2000: Added character development guidlines to the rules 'n stuff page.