DeepMountain Syndicate: Ghosts of Dragonspear Castle
DeepMountain Syndicate is a small group of individuals who enjoy playing a multitude of games. We meet on Saturdays and enjoy one another company. We are a older group all from professional fields. We like to have fun but also take our game time seriously. Hope you enjoy.
Some five centuries ago, legend holds, a caravan made its way south from the bustling metropolis of Waterdeep. As a long day of travel drew to a close, a wagon master sent his teenage son ahead to scout out a place for the wagons to cross the Shining River. The lad, named Tyndal, discovered a ford perfect for the wagons to cross, but in the dark he was waylaid by a band of lizardfolk. Armed only with an old dagger, he supposedly slew six of the creatures before aid arrived from the caravan and the raiders were driven off at last. This remarkable story spread among the merchants of the caravan, then up and down the length of the Sword Coast. The crossing was called Dagger Ford, and as a town grew up on the banks of the river it took the same name, gradually combined into Daggerford. To this day, the dukes who govern Daggerford claim descent from brave Tyndal. This story exemplifies the spirit of the Sword Coast. In the face of ever-present threats of lizardfolk, trolls, orc hordes, and harsh winters, the human settlers who founded the cities of Waterdeep, Neverwinter, Baldur’s Gate, and all the towns and hamlets in between were indomitable, determined, resourceful, and brave. Their descendants cling to that legacy.
Today, as worlds are torn asunder and gods work maddening schemes among mortals, the region around Daggerford is still fraught with peril. Its militia still guards the town with spears clutched tight against every threat, but Daggerford is a place in need of adventurers.
Here is the story of a small group of adventures that lend their endeavors toward the grand history of this small section of the Realms.