Session 12: Nothing Goes to Waste
Fresh off slaying Cryovain, Voxels & Valor takes their time harvesting dragon parts, exploring the Undercroft, and claiming bespoke magic items, before curiosity and confidence wake the dungeon around them.
Tales and Tankards
Gather. Laugh. Roll
Tales and Tankards
Gather. Laugh. Roll
Tag Campaign Recap
Read MoreSession 12: Nothing Goes to Waste
Session 11: Outsmarted Again!
A young white dragon falls not to desperation, but to planning. In Session 11 of Voxels & Valor, an owl, a rope, and one bad save turn a dragon fight into a lesson in certainty.
Session 10: The Vets Have Other Plans
A confident march up the mountain ends in a closed door, a failed negotiation, and a fight with no retreat. Voxels & Valor learns what certainty costs.
Session 9: The Mountain Tried to Warn Us
A travel session where the world does everything it can to warn Voxels & Valor away—and they confidently ignore every sign. Ice, omens, and unchecked certainty on a frozen road.
Session 8: I Had Notes for This Session. Once.
A tense, funny, and slightly unhinged session recap as Voxels & Valor navigates Gnomengard, survives mistranslation and magic mishaps, and confidently decides they’re ready to fight a dragon.
Session 7: Even the Furniture Is Lying
Gnomengarde offers Voxels & Valor no answers—only mist, polite madness, and a barrel that bites back. In Session 7, trust begins to unravel.
Session 12: Steel, Smoke, and the Sound of Chanting
Waterdeep doesn’t welcome heroes—it processes them. Doc hits the mud at the gates while Krentz brings violence to the Yawning Portal, Fluffy disappears into the well, and a cheering crowd’s “Dip” becomes a nightmare as something climbs out of the dark.
Session 6: Half a Conversation, Half a World
Crossing into Aetheria, the party navigates a strange new world, a roadside ambush, an unexpected act of kindness, and a warm hearth at The Prancing Pony.
Session 11: The City Knows Your Face
The road ends at Waterdeep’s gates—but the city remembers faces. Loss, bureaucracy, quiet magic, and a dagger drawn in the Yawning Portal mark the party’s uneasy arrival.
