Puns & Potions

What more is there to say except thank you all for listening and cheering on our saviors of Barovia. In this final special episode of Puns & Potions, the cast discusses their characters, their favorite moments, and ask those final burning questions.

With the dark lord slain, and his dusty remains tortured and ran into the lowly mud of the kingdom he brought to ruin, the war against darkness has yet to conclude. The hopeful saviors of this cursed valley, the intrepid heroes we've come to know and love, are still fighting in what is the longest night. Who will survive it to see that fated sunrise over the mountain range? Will a new morning...

The fated battle rages on as the dread lord seeks to squash the nuisance of our courageous heroes once and for all. And despite the summoned legions of vile creatures, choking fogs, lashing tentacles of shadow, and the destruction of supposed magical weaponry, they refuse to give up against all odds. Will there be something that can finally break this curse called hope?

This adventure that has perpetually felt like chasing phantoms and unanswerable questions all comes to a head at the same altar where the very curse began. To the billowing tones of a chapel organ, and the shock of lightning through stained glass, our hero's final fated battle begins. Who will survive?

A great bard once said, "it is the final countdown," and for the adventurers of this harrowing tale, it really is. With the dark lord's coffin discovered, the final moments of this story is starting to be woven. Will they be able to pull themselves out of this hellish valley plane, or will the line snap at the threshold to salvation?

Our heroes sit down one last time to tend their wounds, and think on their fateful expedition. Given the opportunity to glimpse back at the dreary locales of their time together, or even escape back into them, melancholy doesn't eclipse determination. The end draws ever closer, but when death literally surrounds them, can they maintain that strong will to survive?

Our adventurers have descended even further into the dank depths of this darkened estate, and continue to find more disturbances than delights. They're holding steadfast to their ambitions, but any corridor could led to a terrible revelation. Deep underground, when will they realize that any room could become an early grave?

Around every corner, and down every stairwell, our heroes are finding more reasons to be cautious... and curious. But with billowing organs, and raucous creatures, the sliding scale of confidence is beginning to lean closer to concern for most of the party. Who among them will be the first to break under the pressure?

The party has withstood another harrowing encounter in the hallowed halls, but took a great strike to their bodies and their spirits. While the battle didn't go entirely their way, they're not yet losing the war, and take a moment to recover before pressing onward... and downward.

Our adventuring party is struggling to hold their own against a confident dark lord, and as one of them falls, their pursuit has never looked more dour. Will the rest be able to save their friend, and complete their first objective? Or will the vampire king come closer to the sweet taste of victory?

The incessant beating of crystal and flesh has pulled our heroes to their first objective, or perhaps into their first trap. Have the hallowed halls been twisting and turning them to their inevitable end? Or are these four friends marching confidently through the dark to where fate will triumph?

Through trepidation the worried heroes of this sorrowful tale band together and run swiftly toward their first objective in this blackened stone citadel. Some may call it throwing caution to the wind, while others may simply believe they're running from their own fear. Will it catch up to them? Or are they running directly at it?

All roads, both marble and dirt, lead to darkened walls and shining towers. All paths, both hidden and celebrated, are traveled by willingness and dread. All avenues, both familiar and foreign, eventually come to a crossroads... or an end.

Our adventurers come to realize that the end has truly begun. Communing with both distant deities, and the nascent forces of nature, they woefully reach at as many final comforts as they can grasp. Will the presence of family, friends, and allies, be enough to overcome the dread of a forthcoming conclusion?

Grappling with a centuries old mystery coming to a potential close, our hopeful to-be-heroes contemplate the weight of forgetting. Whether it be in victory or collapse, what does it mean to witness the end without each other? Is it worth risking that fate simply to avoid the pain of separation?

Our party spends their next few anticipatory moments together in laughs, but unfortunately, worry doesn't seem to stay quite so far away. Faced constantly with the haunted past, and a dreadful future, how are they expected to live in the present? Left to wonder, is a forgotten picture only worth a thousand unspoken words? Disclaimer: Due to a hardware malfunction, you may hear several dropped word...

In a strange show of clashing swords, a long harbored anger melts away into sadness. By the light of a silent fire, another deal is offered, and questions answered. What does this mysterious man of contradictions want with a once-lonely bard, and his newfound family? Disclaimer: Due to a hardware malfunction, you may hear several dropped words or small pops. We did our best to mitigate this, and d...

The long-awaited descent from the mountain has finally begun, and the chilling winds cut through a thick tension in the party. With only one road downward, who will they be able to trust when they reach the bottom? Disclaimer: Due to a hardware malfunction, you may hear several dropped words or small pops. We did our best to mitigate this, and don't believe it to be a major disturbance to the cont...

Before the battered and bruised but ever-hopeful heroes of Barovia can descend through the snowy mountain pass, they have one more heavy chain to break. Chaotic, complex, unseen, and unstable, can they follow their tattered thread of hope towards salvation?

The hands on the clock have halted for a moment, but its chimes, which reverberate in the blood-soaked amber chamber, ring an ominous tone. Reunions of both a darker and deeper nature shake our adventuring party to their core, but has their time in the temple really come to a close?

At the whims of a truly vile predator, the party rises, falls, runs, and fights... over and over and over again. Will they find a way to take control of this twisted game? Or are they forever trapped in some cold circle of hell?

A waltz of attrition rages on between mythical foes and our band of stalwart explorers. In a ballroom that doesn't tire your body, but wears at your mind and spirit, in what state will they walk away if they survive? Will they just be walking from rehearsal onto the grand stage?

Being caught in this nightmarish arachnid's trap is driving our heroes to resort to drastic measures. However, being pushed past their limits calls for both desperate plans and a bit of extra luck. Will they find that this exhausted fight is a race against the clock, or an endless treadmill?

Our intrepid band of heroes is forced to stare into the face of a potentially humbling encounter. Lured into an ambush, with no desire to succumb to the trap, the temple continues to stand as a battlefield of body and mind. Will this be the fight that finally ends their righteous pursuit?

Although this long road has been obscured by the heavy fog of Barovia, an unlikely ally shows them were it all ends. However, our heroes are still worried about what lurks in the woods between here and there. Will all of them even make it?