(The following letter can be found for those foolish enough to go looking in an unlocked desk in Thomas’ cave. It appears to be the newest in stacks of letters most of which are yellowed and faded with the passage of years) (The writing is flowing and practiced from a time where penmanship was still taught and expected.)

Hello My Love,

I’m sorry, it’s been too long since I’ve written. Things have gotten hectic here and I’ve barely had time to eat or sleep much less write. Of course you know all this, but then that’s par for the course isn’t it? What was it you told me? “Just because I know what you’ll say doesn’t mean I don’t like getting letters.” I haven’t forgotten.

I gave the Hephaestus boy a pendant I saved for you. I always hoped I’d manage to surprise you with it someday. He’s got the affections of a young Aphrodite girl Susan is her name I think. What she sees in him I can’t begin to fathom but then I never could figure out what you see in me. “Don’t argue with the oracle.” I know I know, but I liked the way you always ended our arguments. He’s headstrong, stubborn, and brash but his heart is in the right place. He’ll be there to fight for them when the time comes.

The Athena girl lives up to her mother’s legacy and then some. She’s the best voice of reason and strategy I’ve seen in at least a generation. I don’t know where they’d be without her especially the son of Hephaestus. She’s no shrinking violet in battle but she shines when weapons are put away and reason is brought to bear. I’m worried she’ll overestimate her chances though. They ran into Prometheus once before and if I know that weasel he’s not done with them. I should have chained him back to that rock myself.

Apollo’s son is another matter entirely. He’s got some skills with that bow of his but he seems just as likely to hide in a corner as fight. At least he seems to have his bowels under control. Baby steps right? Don’t get me wrong the boy is a good shot but unless he finds his spine he’ll never stand up to what’s coming even if they do survive this fight. Still they need a healer and he’s decent enough at his craft so there’s potential there.

The Ares boy wouldn’t have been my first choice to watch their backs. Sure he’s determined but he’s failed before and the enemy will try to use that against him, it haunts him still. He wears his father’s chains like armor but doesn’t realize just how much they weigh him down. I’m not convinced that he won’t buckle and run when the real onslaught starts and if he does I’ll send him to Hades service myself. Then again I failed you and I’m still here. I can’t very well deny him a chance at redemption now can I?

The Aphrodite’s son is nothing but trouble but he’s got more grit than most of his siblings. He works well with the Athena girl, with all of them really, but if you can’t get along with an offspring of the lady of love when they are actively trying to be your friend well, you might as well live in a cave. I don’t doubt his worth as a negotiator and Olympus knows we could use more level heads right now.

I sent the children off to New York this morning or was it yesterday? I can’t remember now. The titans are on the move and we’re not ready. Over fifty years of planning, begging Olympus to listen, arguments with every god I can think of from rivers spirits to the big three for support and we’re not ready!

Chiron and the rest of the camp are getting ready to leave to support Jackson and the rest in New York leaving just you and I, but that’s the way it’s always been hasn’t it? I know that Argus will stay to guard the camp as he always has but that doesn’t mean much against what we’re facing. At least I won’t be surprised.

I wish I had been more honest with them about what’s coming but I’m not sure their oaths to you hold as strong as they once did. I hope they’ll forgive me when the time comes. I just know that if they knew- and there’s the alarms again. Back to work!

All my love,
Thomas

Note: this adventure log is incomplete. I’m just posting this as a place-holder. I’ll come back and fix it later.

From the journal of Gabe Miyazaki, Apollo Cabin:

So, if you’ve been paying any attention to the news lately, you’ve probably heard about that “freak storm system” that’s been traveling across the United States, baking a beeline for New York City. But all of us at Camp Half-Blood know it’s really Typhon, Kronos’ secret weapon in the war against Olympus. The hammer has been raised, and we know where it will strike; all that remains is to wait for the blow to fall.

We’ve heard news that the Princess Andromeda is making its way up from the Sea of Monsters along the east coast, heading straight for New York. Percy Jackson and Beckendorf
Everyone’s spent the last few days preparing for battle. Everyone’s on edge: the battle will be bad, but having to wait makes it so much worse.

Beckendorf is dead. Selena starts crying. Everyone is sad.

We deck ourselves out for war, pay off some debts to the Stoll brothers (something about Dick and a distraction" involving several tons of fireworks, I don’t know exactly), and set off for New York City.

Ruxpin (in dog-form) is tracking Kronos’ sleeper-agents by scent. We start running down Park Avenue.
There’s a man walking three dogs. Hellhounds, actually. The dog-walker doesn’t seem to realize exactly what he’s walking. They break free of their leashes and attack us, as soon as they catch our scent.
Since Gabe is the most delicious-looking, they attack him first. 10 damage in one bite. The first (“Fifi”) savages Gabe’s right forearm. Gabe starts screaming, and even hardened New Yorkers stop to look at us. Eventually, Tofur smashes the skull of the last of them. Gabe takes the dog-walker aside, and while the Mist is still working to occlude the dog-walker’s memory, Gabe tells him that his dogs ran off and he hit his head really hard. He asks why Gabe’s arm is bleeding. He says it’s nothing, runs off with the rest of the gang after Ruxpin.

Norman Thomas High school. Yancey Academy is across the street. (We fought something here, I’m not sure I remember what. Or maybe we fought the Hellhounds in front of Norman Thomas High. I forget.)

Next, Ruxpin leads us to the Collectors Club (22 E 35th St, New York, NY). we follow Ruxpin into the back-alley, and come face-to-navel with a pair of Laistrygonian giants. They’re debating about what kind of human they should “collect” next.
Gabe blasts one of them squarely in the face with an Arrow of the Sun. Blinded, the giant grabs a fistful of building and hurls it at us. Or at least, where he thought we were. Actually, he missed really badly (critical failure). His throw goes wonky, he releases too late, and winds up beaning himself with the rubble.
Aiden casts Hideous Laughter on the other Laistrygonian. The giant falls prone, but it still takes us a few rounds to administer a coup de grace. The dice are not cooperating.

Next, Ruxpin leads us to Cornell University. There’s a very tall woman walking a pair of verylarge dogs, apparently named “Castor” and “Pollux”. She’s clearly mythical, but it’s not immediately clear how, exactly.
She’s from Canada, but she’s not a Laistrygonian. She’s a Hyperborean. The dogs areHellhounds, but very well-trained. We warn her that there’s going to be a big battle soon, and she might get caught in the crossfire if she’s not careful. She says that she really just wants to finish her term paper. We tell her that seriously, she should get out of town. At the very least, keep her head down.

Finally, Ruxpin leads us to Prometheus. We exchange “pleasantries”. He tells us all about how the gods are unjust, cruel, capricious, unfair, etc. WE tell him we’ve heard it all before. Golden Age of Man and all that propaganda. But he’s persistent (can remember all the points he made, but some of them were pretty good).
We ask where Pandora’s pithos is now; we’re still mad about that, and want it back. He says simply “all in good time”.

From the journal of Gabe Miyazaki, Apollo Cabin:

HOLY CRAP I’VE GOT A DATE!

The whole thing started when Tofur went to go ask the Aphrodites for a favor. They made a show of being nice to him, but one of the older guys offered him a handshake as he was leaving, and when he touched Tofur, he cast a spell to make Tofur start dancing uncontrollably. I was coming back from the archery range and saw what they did, and rushed to defend him. I don’t know what I was thinking; even an Aphrodite could probably kick my butt in a close-range fight! But I was mad, because they shouldn’t have treated Tofur like that. He came under a flag of truce, and he just wanted to talk.

So I showed up and started yelling at the guy who cursed Tofur, when all of a sudden, the most radiantly-beautiful girl in the whole Aprhodite Cabin (and that’s really saying something!) was talking directly to me, and not asking me to get out of her way or anything! I think that she had some kind of question about why we were fighting and what all the commotion was about, but I didn’t really catch it. I was too enraptured with her tall, fair Nordic features and her long flaxen tresses. I’d seen her around before, from a distance, but this was the closest I’d ever been to her.

“Inga, right?” I asked. I’d remembered her name, and even managed to say it out loud. I was proud of myself.

“Um, yeah. That’s me,” she said, brushing a stray lock of golden hair behind her left ear.

Suddenly, I heard myself say the craziest thing I’ve ever said in my whole life: “Wudjaliketogodatewithme?”, I exclaimed.

“Uhh, come again?” she asked.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” I said again, more clearly this time. I think that I must have caught her off-guard, because she couldn’t think of a reason to say no, and wound up saying “sure” instead. Maybe Aprodites just aren’t used turning down dates or something. That must be it.

Anyway, I managed to schedule a date for next Thursday. Looks like Tofur’s little pep-talk worked! Man, I really, really hope that nothing happens with that Great Prophecy thing between now and then, because that would really suck!

Note: this adventure log is incomplete. I’m just posting this as a place-holder. I’ll come back and fix it later.

From the journal of Gabe Miyazaki, Apollo Cabin:

Thomas sent us on a quest to a nursing home in upstate New York. Aidan, a son of Aphrodite, came with us. Thomas only told us the person’s initials: J.D. (I think). Didn’t even tell us whether we were looking for a man or a woman.

The receptionist didn’t want to let us in. Aidan charmed his way past her, [ I don’t remember how, exactly. I remember thinking it was ingenious].

Eventually, after running into a really creepy old guy who tried to put the moves on Tofur, we found our quarry: J______ D______, a daughter of Apollo. One of the Furies was guarding her. We left her a knife to defend herself.

She probably died fighting. Good for her. Man, the gods can really be dicks sometimes. And by sometimes, I mean “a lot of the time”.

As we leave Thomas’ cave, I notice Thomas cutting his hand with the knife we got from J.D.. Why would he do that?

Today was probably the busiest day I’ve had in my life, and i’ve had days that involved changing biological kingdoms. Woke up with Thomas’ voice in my head. Truly terrifying. The guy has more than enough reason to want me dead, the thought of him being in my mind doesn’t sound like a good way to get him to not kill me.
Luckily I think he might be looking out for us. The war with the Titan’s is coming to a head, we’re expecting an attack any day now. Thomas woke up me and the guys to give us new weapons. Er… well, mostly old weapons. Really old. The hammer he gave me was made from the remnants of the tool my dad and the cyclopes used to craft Zeus’ Master Bolt. It’s pretty badass. I already nearly killed myself with it three times, the thing crackles with energy.
It kinda has me worried though, the way Thomas has been acting. Always tired and injured, the ominous way he holds the knife I made him, the blood he had us fetch, and now these gifts. It’s like he’s planning something. And I got a feeling that him walking away isn’t in the plans.
Spent the rest of the morning trying to remake the heart for Ruxpin. Thought with the new hammer I’d be able to do it. Broke an anvil and several walls in the Big House. Mr. D is gonna be pissed. Was thinking about making a vine trellis to replace the wall in his room I got blown through.
After renovating the Big House, Clarisse and Silena came walking up. Silena was balling her eyes out. My big brother Charlie is dead. It was tough to hear. We’ve lost a lot of campers this past year, a few from my cabin. And as a halfblood, dying is kinda a way of life. Way I figure it, from the time we’re born we’re as good as dead, just a matter of how long before our bodies realize it. But Charlie was tough. He’s survived a lot, and him being gone is just… wrong.
He died saving camp. Took a whole ship full of baddies with him. When the real fighting starts that ship could be the difference between winning and losing. Chronos and his army are going to pay. There’s a blood debt and I’m gonna do my damnedest to collect.
With Beckendorf dead, I figured we didn’t have long before the titans strike. I need Ruxpin. I needed Hades to give me back the Heart. THe guys called in a favor from Eros, burned a lot of valentines decorations to get him to stop by. He gave us an arrow, the lovey dovey kind. Dangerous magic, I’ve fought a lot of monsters and pissed off a lot of gods, that arrow scared me. With the arrow all that was left was to get Hades and Persephone together and stab her without her looking at me. Easy right?
Had to sacrifice Ruxpin’s body to get his heart. Hades showed up, Persephone showed up. we explained that it was all just a misunderstanding, and Hades being the reasonable guy that he is took it all pretty well. didn’t even smite me a little. Persephone stabbed herself with the arrow which saved us the trouble and now the happy couple is all made up, I’ve got the Heart, and my flame is back. And for once I’m down to only being on the shitlist of one deity that I know of.

Well, I’m still alive! Thought I’d start off on a high note, cause it goes downhill from there. Ruxpin is in pieces, Hades stole his heart, and my dad is apparently pissed that i lost his sacred artifact cause my fire’s out. Up side, cause I’m always an optimist, I think I’ve come up with a way to get on Hades’ (the dude, not the place) good side… er, well his not as bad side… Ok, the side that doesn’t want to kill me, whichever side that is, I want to be on it.

Downside, there’s a good chance that it’ll piss off the other two of the Big Three. Hopefully not enough for me to get electrocuted or drowned though. I’m going to make a sword for Hades. Already got started on it. Good three hours of work in so far, figure about six or seven left to go. Thankfully Thomas let me use his workshop and a supply of Stygian Iron and all I had to do was make him a dagger.
Thing about Thomas is that just about everything he says or does has an ominous undertone. Take his asking for the dagger. Couldn’t help but get the feeling he has plans for that dagger. Couldn’t help but get the feeling that those plans are going to be very violent. Couldn’t help but get the feeling that whatever he’s planning it’s going to be a bad thing.

Finally had that talk with Gabe, he really is clueless. I’d be willing to bet that no one in camp can boast chasing off or defeating no less than three hydras not to mention having traveled to the underworld a couple times and time travel. Freakin time travel!! We’re talkin’ Marty McFly, slingshot around the sun, H.G. Wells stuff here, we’ve done it. And the poor boy is oblivious to how awesome that is even by half-blood standards that’s pretty high on the list of bad-assery. Admittedly we’ve almost gotten ourselves killed every step of the way, but we’re still here, still alive. Hopefully the pep talk will help and he’ll start getting some self confidence. At the very least i’d like to be able to get through a quest without having to stop so he can change his soaked pants.
It’s getting late and i’ve still got work to do repairing Ruxpin.

I’m gonna die. It’s not like it’s a big shock, what with being a demi-god and all. I mean, death has kinda been on the table as a serious likelihood since I first hit adolescence. But this time I’m pretty sure I’m a goner. What’s worse I’m probably gonna die at the hands of the last person in the world.. er… worlds? you want to piss off before dying. I think I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start over.

Me and the guys just got back from Hades. The place, not the dude. On my list of favorite places, it’s.. not. Apparently Thomas managed to get himself into some kinda bind down there and needed us to pull his ass out. Not to big a deal, he’s saved us plenty of times. But still a trip into the underworld should wrack up some brownie points.

Getting there wasn’t too bad, narrowly escaped some giant spiders in Thomas’ cave, scored cheap passage from the boatman, and got to see Cerberus which is always nice. Also Gabe actually managed to pull off some awesome taking out a freakin’ hydra in one shot. That kid might actually become a badass someday if he ever realizes he’s got the best combat history of our little group. Things were actually going pretty well for a trip into the deepest pits of the afterlife from which no mortal should ever return.

That is until I stopped to smell the roses, or daffodils, or whatever they were. Stupid flower looked out of place and was kinda creepin me out so I did the sensible thing and burned it. well next thing i know a bunch more pop up in it’s place, so i figure i’ve got the best flaming green thumb in the history of the underworld. light a few more on fire to see what happens cause who knows what crazy rules things down there follow. next thing i know we’re face to face with Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Flower-o-phile extraordinaire, and royal pain in my bellows. apparently those flowers were hers and she thought i’d make a good mushroom.

to be honest the exact course of events around that time are a little fuzzy. switching genus will do that to a guy i guess. all I know is that i ended up making some oaths on the river styx. (like i don’t have enough of those wracking up) those oaths are the cause of my current predicament, but again I’m getting ahead of myself. as we continued into the underworld we finally found Thomas fighting with some kids in roman armor and arguing with Herr Burgermeister Meisterburger. something about becoming the furries asshole? i don’t know and frankly i don’t care. We’ve kicked this guy around the world of the living i was more than ready to kick him around the world of the dead. so i sent Ruxpin after him.

First off let me just say I love that bear. he took Herr Nazipants right out of the fight. when Ruxpin got off Herr Goosestepperstein, Gabe wrapped him up with a crazy arrow rope thing and we knocked him out. He must have had some sorta mental control over the kids Thomas was fighting cause when he went out they did too. apparently we did too good a job cause Thomas was afraid they wouldn’t make it. so Tim and I had to rush to the River Lethe to get some water. Apparently the underworld has five rivers. the Styx is river of hate; the Akheron, sorrow; Kokytos, lamentation, and Phlegethon river of fire. The Lethe is the river of unmindfulness. means you touch it you forget stuff. why can’t i ever go to the river of fire? I’m good with fire. but no, it’s always “swear on the river of hate Tofur, get water from the river of forgetfulness Tofur, cry me a river of lamentation Tofur.” OK, so no one’s ever asked me to do the third but still river of fire, son of the god of volcanoes, you’d think of the five i might have some interaction with the fire one.

anyways, at the river of forgetfulness Tim almost fell in and we both apparently got touched by some river spirit. I don’t know about Tim, but getting touched by the spirit of a river that wipes peoples minds rings alarm gongs the size of a cyclopes’ dinner plate. can’t shake the feeling I’m probably forgetting something and i don’t think i’ll be able to remember. in the end though we got the water, saved the kids, and got the heck out of there.

That was all yesterday. I ended the day pretty sure I was safe. At least as safe as any of us is with the war against Kronos and his goon squad hanging over the camp like a burial shroud. even Beckindorf has been on edge lately and he’s usually pretty laid back. But aside from the looming threat of attack from an army of monsters, traitors, and titans, i was OK. then i tried to get ahold of her majesty and got a busy signal. lines are down. how does a system of communication that routes calls through the goddess of rainbows even go down? so i go talk to Thomas cause he’s the authority on all things underworld. and the only authority figure that i don’t want to smack regularly. seems that just about all routes in and out of Hades (the place) have been cut off by Hades (the dude). Am I the only one that thinks they should really get around to making that a bit less ambiguous?

So at Thomas’ recommendation I write a letter to Persephone. problem is that Hades (the place) is locked up tighter than the stick up Hades’ (the dude’s) backside. So in order to make sure that the letter gets where i want it to or at least i get to talk directly to somebody, i may have chosen to word my letter to sound as though there was a bit more to my encounter with Princess Petals than me promising to build her something if she doesn’t turn me into a fungus again. Gods i hate when plans work. Now Hades (the dude) thinks I’m getting fresh with his wife. I’ve never even been able to land a date with a normal girl, let alone a married goddess. And of course Queen Pomegranate did nothing to help plead my case. lets see, this brings the tally of gods that actively hate me to 3. killed Zeus’s bird, gave Dionysus a splitting headache, and sent a love letter to the wife of the lord of the underworld. I’m a deadman. worst of all that pasty angst fiend busted up Ruxpin, tore his head right off. hopefully the body’s intact and I can get repairs done before Kronos decides to get of his big golden ass and fight us. had a few upgrades in mind anyways. the gold weapons those kids Thomas was fighting gave me some ideas.

Every campaign gets an Adventure Log, a blog for your adventures!

While the wiki is great for organizing your campaign world, it’s not the best way to chronicle your adventures. For that purpose, you need a blog!

The Adventure Log will allow you to chronologically order the happenings of your campaign. It serves as the record of what has passed. After each gaming session, come to the Adventure Log and write up what happened. In time, it will grow into a great story!

Best of all, each Adventure Log post is also a wiki page! You can link back and forth with your wiki, characters, and so forth as you wish.

One final tip: Before you jump in and try to write up the entire history for your campaign, take a deep breath. Rather than spending days writing and getting exhausted, I would suggest writing a quick “Story So Far” with only a summary. Then, get back to gaming! Grow your Adventure Log over time, rather than all at once.