A note on this story: I abridged a lot of it and made the time frames a lot shorter, as I didn't want to bore everyone with the massive portions of other adventure we did in between these main events. It was a campaign that lasted some two and a bit years. Here's the
Epilogue of that campaign:
My Half-Orc sacrificed himself to stop a ritual so summon an elder god the Sorcerer-Warlock was summoning.
With his death the monsters he had been raising and making for years all crumbled to dust, leaving behind nothing but small binding stones he had used to create them.
The city, Riverbreak, was saved from total destruction, but it took many months to rebuild from the damage. The Free City of Agendell, where Half-Orc was purchased by a small time crime boss decades ago, sent hundreds of men and women to help, including some incredibly skilled Kobold builders.
Because of the evil permeating the Sorcerer-Warlock and the essence of the demonic Vampire, Markandeya, the Half-Orc could not be resurrected, his soul was entwined in the fate of the other two (quite literally, as his sword was stabbing all three of them).
Both cities mourned him for a long time, and the Solstice Festival changed to not only honor life and love, but also the noble sacrifice of the simple Half-Orc gang boss they knew.
The Dwarf Bard found love once again, a stunning artisan who bore him a son he named after the Half-Orc.
The Elf Ranger was forever changed by the event, and spent many hundreds of years studying magic of all sorts in an attempt to find a way to bring back his best friend.
The Gnome Paladin was venerated as a Saint, but refused the accolade as he could not claim it a victory after losing his companion. He went on to lead the Temple of Thesan into a golden age of worship, using the Parable of the Adopted Son as a message of hope and overcoming the odds in life.
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