Campaign summary of Return to Skywall, set in the World of Kiynan (5E compatible, based on Wizard of the Coast’s SRD 5.2.1).

The trading vessel Tylia had secured bore the companions along the desolate shores of the Shrouded Sea, its crew muttering uneasily of the cursed waters. With each passing day, the adventurers drew closer to the place where the floating fortress of Skywall had once soared, centuries ago.

Their search began in fishing villages clinging to the coast, where weather-worn huts whispered of ages past. It was Nines, sharp-eyed and quick to notice what others missed, who discerned that some dwellings had been built with stone not quarried from the earth, but scavenged from the wreckage of Skywall itself. A local builder pointed them toward a quarry further inland, though Shep, speaking with birds and beasts, discovered a truer lead. Guided by feathered scouts, he located a crater deep in the wilds where the ruins lay buried beneath centuries of overgrowth.

Within the crater, the companions found the shattered bones of Skywall: toppled towers, crumbled battlements, and a strange circular foundation where once the Floatstone had been housed. The receptacle lay empty, its veins of silvery alloy stretching outward like broken veins. Someone had removed the relic long ago—or perhaps their rivals had come before them.

It was then their enemies struck. Braka the Mauve returned, no longer alone: beside him stood Darra the Orange, a rogue thaumaturge cloaked in shimmering magic, with a thrane and skivers at their back. They demanded the Floatstone, accusing the party of seizing it first. When words failed, steel and sorcery followed.

The battle was brutal. Ethain conjured a blazing wall of fire, searing the battlefield and cutting off skivers that lunged through smoke. Nines released an impenetrable cloud of smoke from his magic bottle. Then, hidden within the smoke, he struck with precision—bombs, blades, and arrows all finding their marks as he dueled in deadly tandem with Bitoh. The warrior leapt high, hammer and blade crashing down, eviscerating the thrane in a storm of blood. Shep, calling on the might of earth and plant, raised spike growths beneath their foes, ensnaring them in thorns while sustaining his allies with healing prayers.

Braka fell beneath their combined fury, his body decapitated by Bitoh, who bore the grisly trophy as proof of their victory. Darra fought fiercely, striking with blade and poison, but at last Nines and Bitoh brought her down together. She was bound for questioning, though not for long—after a grim interrogation, she was executed, her fate sealed as swiftly as her appearance.

From their fallen foes, they reclaimed Tylia’s stolen documents and other spoils: enchanted oil, goggles for piercing the dark, and more besides. Yet the true prize eluded them still. The Floatstone was gone, its absence a mystery more troubling than the enemies they had slain.

At a fishing village nearby, Bitoh purchased a humble vessel, christening it Friends Forever. For one brief night, the companions rested, drank, and caroused, though their laughter carried the edge of exhaustion. They had won a battle, but the war for the skies was not yet over.