Shadows of the Forgotten | A D&D Adventure Podcast

The long hunt reaches its climax. After everything, the mysterious Emo Freak finally faces the party’s full fury. One final blow echoes through the cavern. A desperate minion tries to flee but doesn’t make it far. Sorryn loses something precious in the chaos as it tumbles into the dark depths. Winslow makes a heroic grab to save it. Etienne shifts from devastating frontline fighter to healer, rush...

The battle rages on in the heart of the Chasm. The party fights hard, but Winslow and Pipit are starting to feel the toll. Sorryn steps up with crucial healing at just the right moments. Amid the chaos, Winslow considers placing, Winslow Jr. into Pipit’s Moonbeam for some glittery reinforcement. The fight grows more intense with every round. Will the party hold together long enough to finish what...

The Emo Freak returns, more dangerous than ever. Arcane tendrils pulse through the cavern as the long-hunted foe fights back. Etienne moves with purpose, striking at the dark connections. Sorryn lands a perfect strike from across the room. Winslow holds on through sheer willpower. Pipit’s Moonbeam cuts through the gloom, bathing the battlefield in eerie light. The climactic battle reaches its peak...

The shadows stir once more. The Emo Freak returns, pulling strange power from those around him in the heart of the Chasm. The dice turn wild - fighting the Game Master but favouring the players in a chaotic showdown. Winslow is stunned, axes swing and miss, and Etienne unleashes a storm of Flurries of Blows and Hand of Harm against the foe who has haunted them since the beginning. The long-awaited...

The party presses onward through the Chasm. The only way out is forward, deeper into the unknown. The tunnel stretches endlessly, giving the group time to talk, share stories, and truly get to know one another. Levetimus even gets “introduced” to Winslow, Jr. Then a trap springs. The party finds themselves stepping into a tense room filled with guards… and something far more unexpected. The darkne...

The party clashes with hostile plant creatures in the heart of the mysterious underground ruins. Blades swing, magic flares, and the air fills with clever puns and urgent healing words as the fight grows chaotic. Victory is hard-won, but the Chasm’s strange new garden still holds many secrets. What other living dangers hide among the glowing flora? How deep do these arcane ruins truly go? Listen t...

Deeper into the Chasm, the tunnels change. Arcane stonework rises around the party, forming the ghostly bones of what looks like an attempted city. Strange flora has taken root in the unnatural gloom. Pipit, ever the druid, can’t resist examining the unusual plants. Etienne’s sharp senses catch movement in the brush - something small, angry, and not happy about visitors. The Chasm’s secrets grow s...

The party steals a rare moment of rest deep in the Chasm. Etienne pulls a cheeky prank on Pipit, delaying Winslow’s watch until Pipit’s turn begins. Above the table, a quick chat reveals the short but fierce lifespan of orcs. Not to be outdone, Winslow and Pipit strike back - sending Pipit’s familiar to rouse Etienne from sleep and introducing Sorryn and Levetimus to Scylla, the elder dwarf owlbea...

After a brutal fight, the party catches their breath and checks on Brass - was he mimicked, or truly lost to the Chasm? A new adventurer appears from the depths, sent into the same twisting maze. Together they search for a way to shake off the heavy melancholy that clings to the stone. Quiet conversations, a lost game of rock-paper-scissors, and the night watch begins as the new showman joins the...

The party ventures deeper into the Chasm when danger strikes without warning. A strange creature attacks, forcing quick thinking and desperate teamwork. Blessings are called, axes whirl, and powerful magic flies as the fight turns chaotic and costly. By the end, the group stands battered, low on strength and resources, but alive. The depths grow darker and more dangerous with every step. What othe...

Brass suddenly bursts ahead of the group, clearly being chased by unseen creatures from the dark. But something is terribly wrong. Upon closer look, the figure isn't quite Brass... and chaos erupts as Winslow collapses to the Chasm floor, their memories beginning to melt away. Pipit and Sorryn rush in with urgent healing while Sorryn calls upon Toll the Dead to strike back at the threat. The depth...

The party pushes deeper into the twisting Chasm when the shadows strike back. A floating horror from the Underdark makes its move against the quartet. Winslow freezes mid-step, paralyzed by a sudden attack. Sorryn rushes in with swift magic to free her. Pipit turns the moment into chaos, using Winslow as a living jungle gym to launch a brilliant Starry Wisp - paying for the acrobatics with a surpr...

Deeper into the dripping Chasm, the stone walls turn rough and oddly twisted. Etienne hears faint rustling overhead. Pipit touches the rock and feels something deeply unnatural. A shadow shifts in the gloom. Etienne grins and whispers to Winslow about an “Underdark barmaid.” The depths grow stranger and more dangerous with every step. What lurks above them? What force is twisting the very stone? T...

Drip. Drip. The deeper you go, the louder the water roars and the darker the shadows grow. A stranger rises from the wet stone - tough, grounded, lost to the sea. Trust hangs on one careful question. Walls suddenly spit fury. Jets of water slash like living blades. One adventurer rides the torrent itself, feet dancing on danger, reaching for what’s trapped below. Old runes flare. Old runes break....

A quirky sage drops a dangerous hint. A gleaming yellow rock catches the light - something special? Dice clatter on the streets, barrels bob in the river, and an innkeeper's smile sends one hero whirling! An elder owlbear steps in as babysitter. Misty graveyard paths whisper warnings. A headstone stirs the earth. A crow cackles secrets. Then the drop begins - ropes taut, acrobatics in the lead, lu...

A quiet tea party turns to terror when a familiar voice slices the air. A word. A gesture. And a hero is gone . The hollow erupts: moonlight burns, bolts whistle, fists rain from the sky. Portals rip open. Invisible walls slam shut. A chase through dimensions begins. Back in Neverwinter, the search begins. Spires of magic hum. Scrolls are stolen. A giant needs a job. A long-winded mage begins to s...

Smoke still hangs over the city. The the party is on a mission. They sneak around the docks. They dig deep in old books. They load a cart with food from Henry and his crew. The plan starts! Maegwin pretends to be in distress. Pipit turns into a big, strong horse. The cart rolls out. Then a cold voice calls from the dark. The friends get ready to fight. Hearts pound. Swords shine. Magic sparks. Wil...

The Draughty Rabbit is gone. What rises from the cinders is sharper than grief, colder than steel. Four wanderers leave Neverwinter at dusk, boots crunching over secrets the city would rather forget. The road ahead is a throat of night, and something large is breathing inside it. A single arrow waits to be loosed. A pocket watch ticks with borrowed starlight. Fists remember every promise they ever...

Listeners, step into the smoky haze of the Draughty Rabbit, where old allies share tales over brimming tankards - until a spark of malice threatens to engulf the night. Our heroes, a band of bold souls, face a tide of chaos that splits their paths. Some hunt whispers of a colossal terror haunting the city’s edge, drawn to a cryptic deal with a shadowed stranger. Others weave through forgotten lore...