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The Fall of Nav Campaign Pt. 2The heated voices woke up INaHe, a young barbarian who had been considered at one time for the position of esteemed tribal elder. As such, he held a strong loyalty to his tribe. He grabbed his trusty greataxe and walked out of his hut, the closest one to the conversation. Remaining out of sight, he climbed onto the wood-reinforced thatch roof of the hut and listened to the conversation with growing dismay. Surveying the situation, he clutched his axe tightly in his hand and considered what to do. There were too many for him to kill them all; besides, killing a Navan always resulted in only grief for the Dregland tribespeople. For now he waiteThe Fall of Nav Campaign Pt. 2


The Fall of Nav Campaign Pt. 1The Fall of Nav, Part One: Nyar woke up at sunrise. He was sleeping in the home of a widowed mother in Nallis. He helped her whenever he could, but hunting was something he was poor at, unfortunately. He dressed in his Navan fullplate and walked slowly through the camp, greeting some of the rousing barbarian men who prepared to go hunt. Swope, his replacement as field officer for Nallis, still slept in his lavish tent-Nyar's old tent-but Nyar still resented the comfort that the boorish man took for granted. The fire circle held only the dying embers of the blaze from last night. There was no sound this morning, nor was there ever any moThe Fall of Nav Campaign Pt. 1


Fall of Nav: Player CharactersPlayer Characters:Fall of Nav: Player Characters
Nyar Silver, 27, Neutral Hexblade (human) Level-headed and socially crafty, Nyar lives by an honor code whenever he can. He, as a Navan, held loyalty to the government his whole life. He trained, lived, and grew in the Navan military, finally being promoted to the status of field officer by the age of 25. When he left Nav to live in the Dregland village of Nallis, though, Nyar was awakened to the fact that the barbarians aren t the disgusting fiends he was brought to believe, that they were in fact every bit as humans as any Navan. For the first year of service in the Dreglands, Nyar oversaw the gatherin
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