<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Kostas-Warren on We Are The Red Guardians</title><link>https://evilblacksword.us/npcs/kostas-warren/</link><description>Recent content in Kostas-Warren on We Are The Red Guardians</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://evilblacksword.us/npcs/kostas-warren/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Session the Sixty-Second</title><link>https://evilblacksword.us/chapter-5/session-62/</link><pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://evilblacksword.us/chapter-5/session-62/</guid><description>&lt;div class="session-title" style="text-align: center; font-size: 1.1rem; font-weight: 600; color: #b94e48; margin-bottom: 0.5rem;"&gt;
 Session the Sixty-Second
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 7 March 2026
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&lt;table class="hp-table"&gt;
 &lt;tr&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;Menka&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;54/54&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;/tr&gt;
 &lt;tr&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;Kyril&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;76/76&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;/tr&gt;
 &lt;tr&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;Lycovyne&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;56/56&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;/tr&gt;
 &lt;tr&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;Gonchar&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;100/100&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;/tr&gt;
 &lt;tr&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;Flint&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;72/72&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;/tr&gt;
 &lt;tr&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;Cathal&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;77/77&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;/tr&gt;
 &lt;tr&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;Seamus&lt;/td&gt;
 &lt;td&gt;78/78&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;We gave Heimdell&amp;rsquo;s crowns to Harald and Maeve. Menka returned the holy symbol of Odin to Harald&amp;rsquo;s curate, Olaf Iverson.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kyril&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;2 vials of holy water&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oil of Fiery Burning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Cathal&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gamred the Golden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (+3 two-handed sword, double-damage vs clerics in case Menka gets mouthy, plus user can &lt;em&gt;Detect Magic&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Remove Fear&lt;/em&gt; 30&amp;rsquo; radius 1x/day)&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Flint, Cooling His Heels</title><link>https://evilblacksword.us/chapter-5/session-62-pre-flint/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://evilblacksword.us/chapter-5/session-62-pre-flint/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Since Flint was not leveling-up, he killed time in Markheim at the Diamond Spider Tavern, drinking ale and &amp;lsquo;assisting&amp;rsquo; the dancers (i.e. attractive thieves wearing translucent silks) there with robbery of certain customers (&amp;ldquo;marks&amp;rdquo;), most of whom were out-of-towners passing through on caravans, merchants or farmers selling their goods in Markheim.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Diamond Spider was, as you know, the local Thieves&amp;rsquo; Guild in Markheim, headed by the owner/proprietor, Spider Braz, and the retinue of dancers, bouncers and barmaids, all of whom were guildmembers, or at least non-thieves in the know and on the payroll. There was a complex system regarding who called be &amp;ldquo;rolled&amp;rdquo; and who should be left alone, and Flint neither fully understood nor got involved in that.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Gonchar On Patrol</title><link>https://evilblacksword.us/chapter-5/session-62-pre-gonchar/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://evilblacksword.us/chapter-5/session-62-pre-gonchar/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Since Gonchar was not leveling-up, he passed the time between adventures by volunteering to ride with the Castellan&amp;rsquo;s men on patrols of the region around Markheim and Ninax&amp;rsquo;s Blockhouse. He was given a small-ish pony of surprisingly-surpassing speed (&amp;ldquo;Mala&amp;rdquo;), and was told by the men he would be riding with to get used to the horse for a day or two, for they must ride swiftly. Gonchar got used to the pony for a day or two, and the animal was smart and fast, and Gonchar - a below-average rider at best - was soon able to ride well and with speed with only two days of getting used to Mala. He was also fitted for lighter chain mail armor, as he was told that plate would not work for the kind of riding they&amp;rsquo;d be doing.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Ibis At Guldar Heel's Tower</title><link>https://evilblacksword.us/chapter-8/southern-cross/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://evilblacksword.us/chapter-8/southern-cross/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;During the first night of the party&amp;rsquo;s second stay at the &lt;em&gt;Hall of Seven Pillars&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;sup title="**Book 3: Run to the Light**, *Interlude*"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;[1]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;, Thoth granted Menka a vision in dreams.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Menka was at the top level of Guldar Heel&amp;rsquo;s tower, standing before the huge mirror the party used to teleport to the desert south. In the room with him, oddly, was a larger-than-human-sized Ibis &lt;sup title="**Book 8: Monsters and Madmen**, *Divine Minions*"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;[2]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;. The bird towered over Menka, yet Menka felt only a sense of wisdom and awe in the presence of the creature. It nodded toward the mirror, and, seemingly with its mind, placed the blocks used to operate the magical mirror in the slots in matching holes at its base. The mirror crackled, and a familiar, desolate desert scene appeared in the mirror. The Ibis nodded toward the mirror and Menka&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>