Lunar Madness - Connil on the MoonFollow

Connil grew up 'the old fashioned way', as any halfling from Rivervale should. Stomping fire beetles and leaf drakes in Misty Thicket, like many before him. Nowadays its hard to imagine how or why he was spared from 'slavery' in the Gloomingdeep Mines, but he's better off for it. He has a better sense of the hardships his elders went through, and a few pieces of homemade Moss Toe Armor to boot.

One day he found himself in crescent reach, grinding away at the Nokk undead, the shadow of the looming Hero's Journey quests closing in fast... when Connil shouted "ENOUGH! I'm going to the moon!" and without as much as packing a bag, he ran out to the Moors and touched the book of knowledge. Picked up a few spells in the library, and off to Shadeweavers Thicket he went.

That first night was eventful. Not much to be found in the Thicket, he trekked into Paludal Caverns, only to realize he had been there before, perhaps in a dream? The Phlarg Fiends put up little resistance as Connil pushed on through the zone. Eventually he reached the Hollowshade Moor, where he managed to find an outpost guarded by several Shar Vahl, who seemed friendly enough. An adventuring Enchanter alerted Connil that a war was starting, and that his current position wouldnt be safe for long. 'A war?!' the thought quickened his pulse, and in the spirit of adventure, decided not to seek safety, but to go watch the events unfold instead.

a quick run to the east led him to an Owlbear encampment; the owlbears seemed the right size for possibly making a cloak from thier hides, Connil relieved a few owlbears of them. and suddenly from behind, a line of stalking Sonic Wolves descended on the camp. Connil was already in wolf form at this point, and the Sonic Wolves seemed not to notice him. Connil decided if he blends in well enough, maybe he can walk along with them, to get a view of the action. Once the wolves reached their destination, though, they immediately noticed that one among them didnt belong, and set out to dispatch the infiltrator. Luckily Connil's speed is his saving grace, he was able to outrun the wolves and find safety at the gates of Shar Vahl.



The next night, Connil found Denth, leader of the Lunar Mutant Rights Now, and asked to join the guild. Thankfully, Denth agreed, and after a short chat, she buffed Connil and set off to her own adventures. Emboldened for new experiences, Connil went in search of trouble in the Netherbian Lair. And boy did he find it. The very first encounter seemed to set the tone for the entire evening- multiple adversaries at a time, more often than not a higher level than Connil. He was told he could keep his mercenary for a short time, so he could catch up to the rest of the guild; the mercenary earned her keep this night. For hours the battles raged on, Connil at many times overwhelmed by the sheer number of opponents, but he persevered, and emerged victorious from every fight. Several times his mercenary was overcome, and Connil would run frantically down the hall, several snared & dotted reds in tow. The seasons ticked by, until just a few hours after leaving Denth, he had aquired 5 levels, from 20 to 25.

Very late in the evening, a Palidin guildmember found Connil exhausted but still going, and offered to help. They ran out to Marus Saru, and the evening continued same as before, overwhelmed in number and in rank, persevering in battle, yet this time with a gracious overseer, providing timely heals and snares. Soon Connil will be 26... very soon

the honor will be all mine! i look forward to it =)