Story 1 · Jandar & Deacon
North by Crossbow
The Storm’s Fury sliced across the waves like it knew a shortcut, elegant, fast, and just cocky enough to be Jandar’s ship.
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Tales After Istram
The campaign ended. The world didn’t. Follow the Hand of the Storm, their allies and the trouble that continued finding them after Istram: The Re-Emergence. These stories are unofficial, non-canon continuations created for fun.
After the Dice Stopped Rolling
These stories imagine possible adventures after the original
Istram campaign ended. They preserve the characters and spirit
of the game, but they are not established campaign canon.
Story 2 · Jandar & Deacon
The Blade That Would Not Drown
The tavern smelled like wet wood, worse rum, and regret that had marinated for decades.
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Story 3 · Talia Vey
Queen for a Day
Rain drummed on the windows. Laughter rolled off the rafters. Someone in the corner was playing a flute badly enough to be arrested. And behind the bar, a two-headed ogre named Gertrum (both heads named Gertrum) was juggling mugs and…
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Story 4 · Vegon
The Spellbook Seduction
The Moonspire Council Chamber shimmered with quiet grandeur. Built high in the silverwood canopy of Everveil, it was a place of ancient decisions and patient power. Morning light spilled through arched crystal windows, dancing off…
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Story 5 · Dumak
The Forgotten Finger
A Short Tale of the One-Year Anniversary of Tiamat’s Defeat
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Story 6 · Jandar & Deacon
Moon-Lightning
The waves were quiet that night—unnervingly so. The Storm’s Fury drifted through a patch of open sea under a bloated silver moon, her sails limp in the still air. Not a breeze stirred. Not a creak from the rigging. Only the faint,…
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Story 7 · The Hand of the Storm
The Time Jandar Headbutted a Lich
The crypt stank of scorched bone, rotting cloth, and the kind of mildew that meant you were somewhere you definitely weren’t invited.
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Campfire Interlude · Deacon
A Stranger Beside the Fire
A Stranger Beside the FireA Short Story 8 of Blades, Bolts & Bad Decisions
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Story 8 · The Hand of the Storm
Where Did the Water Go?
Jandar awoke face-down on the deck of the Storm’s Fury, cheek pressed into the cold wood, the faint sting of salt on his lips. For a moment, he smiled. Probably a good night. Probably won that drinking contest with the dwarven twins…
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Story 9 · Jandar & Xil
High Stakes & Higher Horns
The town of Daggermouth always smelled like brine, blood, and broken bets. Perfect, really.
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Story 10 · The Hand of the Storm
The Missing Hat
The Welcoming Hand was too quiet for comfort.
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Story 11 · Vegon & Deacon
The Ember Scroll
It was the third time that week that Veegon Shadowseer, King of Ilyndar and one of the most powerful wizards alive, had vanished mid, sentence.
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Story 12 · The Hand of the Storm
The Compass That Shouldn’t Point
The wind over the harbor smelled like salt, steel, and recently-settled arguments.
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Story 13 · Jandar & Deacon
The Tomb That Didn’t Lock Itself
Jandar and Deacon in: The Tomb That Didn’t Lock Itself
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Story 14 · Jandar & Deacon
Big Monster Hunt
The Welcoming Hand smelled of salt, spilled ale, and trouble. In the corner, a battered map was pinned to the wall with a dagger that hummed faintly with static — Jandar’s work, naturally.
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Story 15 · Kerzog & Kragorn
The Dragon’s Debt
The village of Greyhook sat like a nail in the side of the world, hammered into a ledge just below the Cryreach Pinnacles. The peaks above scraped the clouds; the wind below scraped bone. No one came here by accident we.
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Story 16 · Jandar & Deacon
Iron Justice
It started, as many bad ideas did, with a map Jandar stole from a dying cultist.
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