Dan's 2025 Board Gaming

Thebalt expected that infiltrating the hunter cult would be fairly easy. He had already visited their under construction cathedral in the forest and had become a welcome member of their religion.

Sure enough, an uneventful journey west saw him talking to their high priests who were excited that he might be able to help them. It seems a high ranking member of their religion’s ship had been blown of course. This person was now trapped on the Western side of the island and needed bringing to their cathedral. The priests would share no other details of their plans than that. Thebalt was aware of this individual, having already run across him when trapped on the Western side of the island himself.

Thebalt reported in to Nimue, who said they had no choice but to bring this person to the cathedral. Perhaps then the priests would divulge more information. Nimue had arranged for a ship to transport Thebalt from Creaking Cove to the west, in order to save time.

Thebalt therefore sailed west and then travelled on foot to the old hideout he’d established after the battle in the West. Alas, there were no more survivors left alive from that first ragtag band. Still, the member of the hunter cult was where he had left him, and the guy was very excited to hear of the cathedral under construction. So Thebalt escorted him back to the ship, and they returned East.

Having disembarked Thebalt’s companion drew some odd looks from his unusual dress, but their journey through the port was uneventful to begin with. But then the stranger turned to Thebalt and accused him of treachery. Thebalt was confused. The stranger unleashed a magical blast that knocked everyone to their feet – except a lone figure in a black cloak. Nimue was here, and he had sensed her. The stranger’s skin and bones began to ripple, and he began to grow at an alarming rate.

Nimue shouted to Thebalt that this was not some high ranking member of the hunter cult, it was their God! She would delay him reaching the cathedral. If he were to reach it he would become too powerful. In the meantime Thebalt had to hastily assemble as large an army as possible and intercept the God.

Thebalt hastily raced North to Tintagel where he raised the biggest army he could. Then he travelled to the Quiet Plane where he army laid an ambush. Theblat used magic to soften the ground, some troops dug trenches to hide in, while others prepared spikes and other impediments. That evening the God emerged over the horizon. It was the size of a mountain at this point.

Thebalt’s ploys worked though. They were able to trip the God and attack his feet, then the army swarmed all over his body dealing many tiny wounds. Eventually the God reared up and made one last dash to the cathedral, but it stumbled and fell, never to get up again.

Thebalt returned to Arthur triumphant again. Arthur was pleased, and this time intended to send Thebalt North to deal with another problem.