by Anna B Meyer Days of sailing has finally led you to the famous Port of Gradsul. You grab your belongings, walk onto the busy pier and no sooner have you reached the nearby warehouses, or a man, dressed as a foreigner like you but sporting a very typical Gradsulian swashbuckling hat, hails you. “You seem new friend, just arrived I imagine, nay? You are in luck. For a few silvers, I’ll tell you where you have set your weary feet on land.” General overview You might be surpri

Hello fellow pathfinder2e gamers. As you may have noticed, I have stepped over from dnd 3.5 to pathfinder 2e in 2018. The choice was 5e...

Hello fellow pathfinder2e gamers. As you may have noticed, I have stepped over from dnd 3.5 to pathfinder 2e in 2018. The choice was 5e...

Hello fellow pathfinder2e gamers. As you may have noticed, I have stepped over from dnd 3.5 to pathfinder 2e in 2018. The choice was 5e...

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