Wynderand: Five and a half elves (Part 4)

Wynderand-The City
Five and a half elves (Part 1)
Five and a half elves (Part 2)
Five and a half elves (Part 3)
Five and a half elves (Part 5)
The Smiths (Part 1)
The Smiths (Part 2)
MonOTom gift shop

A typical example of an orc.

A rare Oche Orc, much reviled and shunned by normal orcs .

Another page from Robert's notes.

An orc in the caves bearing the insignia of the Dragon King's legions.

One of the orcs' shields, discarded as they fled.

Pocomagar's attempt to teleport behind the orc regiment was not entirely successful.
He did, however, retain the element of surprise.

Galbriel, still slightly singed from the dragon's breath, takes on the cave troll.

A page from Robert's workbook.

Sessile and the abbot leap clear of the worst of the invisible dragon's fiery breath.

Robert's idea about what an Eye of the Dragon King might look like.

It turns out, he was not too far out.

Some of Pocomagar's favorite mushrooms.

More mushrooms. Illustrations from Pocomagar's Little Bag of Fungi.
Not to scale.


Gomphus Knight	Weeping Polypore

Conidial Blue Entoloma	Black Gold Cap

One of the goblins that was chasing Sessile.

Sessile hid in a tree to evade the goblin riding a warg.

The ritual in the hidden shrine.

When lurking in the dark, it's lucky that none of the group has an overactive imagination...

A white bull, sacred to Martom.
Note the golden medallion on its forehead, with one of the symbols of Martom as Lord of Storms.

The sausage is much prized by the followers of Martom, and always served on his feast days.

Another highlight of the feast on Martom's Day: Falafels

Often served with a sausage.

The zombie horde, on its way towards Wimburgh.

Though sore tempted, Pocomagar resisted the urge to teleport into their midst.
Instead he settled for a few largely ineffectual Shadow Bolts. It just wasn't the same.

Larn, a friendly magpie.

The head of the Quinocular Basiliskae, according to Robert.

On being faced by the Quinocular Basiliskae, Jimmy and Galbriel decided that the wisest course of action was to flee screaming.

Pocomagar, invisible, teleported onto the Quinocular Basiliskae's head and attempted to hack at its eyes with his trusty battle axe.

A page from Robert's workbook after the battle.

Robert was delighted to record one of the first observations of zombies wading.