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In which our three heroes cross paths for the first time via a mutual interest in herbal preservation. Zara receives an objectionable task from her father. Verrol is presented with a new venture. Kardain uncovers an infestation. Note: This is a full-length preview of our first episode for "Season 2" of The Damage Guild. No further episodes will be posted to this podcast feed. To continue the adventure with us, search "damage guild" on your podcast platform of choice and subscribe to our new Pathfinder 2E podcast.

Bryan, Jay, Sean and Thayne take a wistful look back at a campaign full of courage, comedy and carnage. Of glory, giggles and guts. Of fame, farce and fury. Of brilliance, buffoonery and bloodshed. Of heart, humor and hostility. You get the idea.

Having dispatched the welcoming party, our heroes bandage their wounds and proceed toward the rim of the great Embran Caldera. Shabba collects mementos. Azlo voys clairly. Tokas shows off a new trick.

We're gettin' weird in the wizard's tower, as our heroes find themselves looking at the world from a whole new vantage point. Shabba feeds a new friend. Tokas discovers a false bottom. Azlo gives the boys one last pep talk before they meet their doom.

Our heroes don't have the foggiest idea of what they've gotten themselves into this time! Tokas forms a bond with his sticks. Shabba finds an interesting rock. Azlo descends... upward. Stripey fails his high-five check.

Our heroes delve deeper into the abandoned wizard's tower, a quest upon which their future with the guild rests. Shabba challenges an inanimate object to a duel. Tokas relinquishes a treasured bauble and instantly regrets it. Azlo thunders like he's never thundered before.

Our heroes embark upon a quest to prove themselves to the Sapphire Sabre, hoping to put their Bronze days behind them. Shabba rids himself of a lingering ailment. Tokas questions an intellectual. Azlo suspects a set of statues.

Our heroes convalesce to the Guildhall in Nennept to enjoy the fruits of their labor and consider their next steps, only to receive a surprise offer from one of the higher-ups. Tokas analyzes the odds. Azlo cashes in a previous investment. Shabba re-frames his life goals.

The party embarks on a potential side quest - mostly because it happens to be on the route of their main quest - through the legendary town of Hammel's Rock. Shabba obtains a souvenir, just in case. Tokas doesn't necessarily believe in fairy tales. Azlo takes a hands-off approach to marketing.

Ambushed at their campsite by a menacing pack of shadowy canines, the party must fight to the last or perish in the effort. Azlo overstates his intentions. Tokas makes a profound observation. Shabba spots a familiar flying figure.

In a town with strangely few menfolk, the party begins to suspect something is amiss. Azlo defends his mount. Shabba offers romance tips. Tokas knows inexperience when he sees it.

The party gets help, then lends some help of their own. Azlo is feeling himself again. Tokas reworks some legalese. Shabba saves a bite.

What horrors await those who wander too deep into the mystical forests at the borders of Lesenrell? Our brave adventurers are poised to find out. Tokas harkens upon a whisper. Azlo gets a stinger. Shabba takes pride in Stripey's performance.

Crimson speckles the snowy mountainside as our heroes battle their way toward the lair of their most hated archenemies. Azlo uses his brain, dog. Shabba summons a badgery apparition. Tokas channels his inner Tarzan.

What begins as a simple stop on their courier tour of the northern kingdoms soon presents a new business opportunity, albeit at a fee which resigns the Triple-A Team to accepting pennies on the dollar (or coppers on the gold, as the case may be). Azlo negotiates said fee. Tokas evaluates his neglect of those who depend on him. Shabba constructs a strategic structure.

While searching the embastion, our heroes find themselves beset upon by enemies of a most hirsute countenance. Tokas misplaces a dear heirloom. Azlo avoids confrontation. The underworld loses its glamour for Shabba.

A fateful look into the Fountain of Embastile has set our heroes reeling. Should they accept that their path now lies to the west, it will mean a strange new land, a perilous pursuit, and a dance with the shadows of a troubled past. Shabba tries to take leftovers. Tokas studies architecture. Azlo burgles something.

Death from above! Huge black tendrils are reaching down from the ceiling to snatch up our heroes like so many tasty snacks. Whatever will they do?? Tokas will debate the implications of pseudo-rebirth. Shabba will consider embracing a permanent affliction for temporary gain. Azlo will attempt to reclaim a forgotten heirloom.

Drums in the deep offer an ominous signal that something far bigger than our heroes inhabits the lost city... and it might just be headed their way. Tokas drops an army. Shabba takes down a predator. Azlo detects a brace of suspicious footwear.

The second time's the charm as the Triple-A Team begins to suspect that Il'Drazar's entry sign may not have pointed them in the right direction. Azlo goes dark. Tokas trips a trap. Shabba makes a historic connection.

The party's initial foray into the subterranean metropolis of Il'Drazar earns them a cacophonous greeting. Shabba gives a history lesson. Tokas takes the first leap. Azlo sets his sights in a new direction.

Their business concluded in Fithnilar, our heroes select sentient vehicles for the remainder of their journey, with a special stop planned along the way. Azlo puts a valuable asset to bed. Tokas makes a contractual alteration. Shabba exercises his mastery of nomenclature.

The party makes its way through the cold northern city of Fithnilar toward the encampment of Gydawa's Glamorous Gallivanters, determined to investigate the alleged crimes of these carnie conpersons. Azlo spots a perp. Shabba gets distracted. Tokas takes a powder.

The party is split, and time is running out. Will cooler heads prevail? Or will lycanthropy rear its ugly head once again? Tokas learns about an important historical figure. Azlo's sonar receives some strange feedback. Shabba takes a powerful shot.

With their ragtag crew of misfits gathered, our heroes speed southbound amidst the clouds toward their ultimate destiny. Tokas rigs up a comms system. Shabba favors his enemy. Azlo catches a big one.

While Tokas and Shabba enter their voluntary imprisonment to await the rise of the full moon and the inevitable approach of their most fateful hour, Azlo, Stripey, and Captain Clapton stand watch nearby, poised to guard the citizenry of the Mul Slums from the savagery which may or may not be about to unfold...

The final two stops on the Triple-A Team's Temple Tour yield mixed results. Tokas volunteers to take the first sip. Shabba suggests seeking out an even higher power. Azlo maps out a foolproof plan.

On their tour of every major temple in the city, our heroes seek celestial intervention to quash the dire curse which threatens all they hold dear. Azlo channels the voice of the gods. Shabba is faced with a divine dilemma. Tokas fears a departure from the darkness.

Whilst guiding a new acquaintance to the surface, our heroes discover that where one door closes, the same door opens again later, because magic. Shabba dredges up some repressed memories. Azlo knocks... and destiny answers. Tokas stumbles upon a historic treasure that may change everything for the Triple-A Team.

Nagged by a feeling that their quest isn't quite complete, the party goes looking for the final piece of the puzzle and encounters a pair of suspicious trousers. Azlo takes a ride. Shabba dons some new studs. Tokas makes a choice pickup.

With their hopes drowning beneath a writhing mound of rats, the party must overcome the worst of what the crawling sewers beneath Nennept can muster. Tokas shakes it off. Azlo explores a new genre. Shabba procures a new culinary implement.

The Triple-A Team delves deeper into the rancid sewers below Nennept, only to find that parts of them aren't so rancid after all. Shabba encounters resistance. Azlo goes swimming. Tokas takes a tumble.

After facing a near brush with mortality, the party stumbles upon an aptly fashioned utensil. Tokas gets a new lease on life. Shabba breathes like Kavaki. Azlo makes an executive decision.

As our heroes descend into the labyrinthine network of sewer tunnels beneath the city of Nennept, a gathering storm threatens to fetter their passage through this hidden world. Shabba smells a rat. Tokas gets tentacled. Azlo makes a thunderous decision.

In the wake of a productive training montage, the party finds new direction at the Sapphire Sabre. Tokas dispenses gloom. Shabba obtains a new weapon. Azlo shares a long-held secret.

The party makes landfall to say goodbye to an old friend. Shabba delivers a heartfelt eulogy. Tokas celebrates the final defeat of his nemesis. Azlo supplies bevvies.

Old wounds never truly heal, and that proves especially true in the case of our favorite gnomish inventor. Shabba uses a respected mentor for target practice. Azlo suggests paying a visit to a particularly dark personage from the party's past. Tokas isn't the only one doing the experimenting, for a change.

While en route to Nennept, our heroes have found themselves confronted by a harsh reality - not to mention two rather adept purveyors of said reality. Azlo skips bail. Tokas experiments with a new substance. Shabba's research grant pays off.

In an attempt to glean the final pieces of information their quest requires, the party retreats to Semmet, where they learn of the rather disheartening conditions under which the city's people live. Azlo longs for revolution. Shabba gets slightly better at translating. Tokas shows a different side of himself.

An assortment of lovable woodland creatures (both real and imagined) lend their aid as the party is hunted through dark forests, bound for safer lands. Tokas keeps watch. Shabba translates poorly. Azlo seeks an audience... and finds one.

An unsuspecting greenskin construction crew is confronted by an uncanny assortment of projectiles. Azlo lights the way. Tokas strikes while the vial is hot. Shabba be shovelin'.

Upon learning of the greenskin plot to cross the river en masse, our heroes plan a nighttime raid in hopes of putting a damper on the enemy's plans. Azlo burgles some information. Shabba's passive perception fails him yet again. Tokas has second thoughts.

Our heroes make haste southward through Waspol, determined to complete their desperate reconnaissance mission against all odds. Azlo channels his inner cat. Tokas reminds his co-workers of their mission statement. Shabba applies paint.

In which the party eats boars, finds boars in the woods, and wears boars on their faces. There are a lot of boars in this episode, okay? Tokas makes a pass. Azlo is pessimistic. Shabba encounters a holy family.

The party receives a royal invitation, only to be told they are forbidden to speak of it. Azlo exhibits floral fastidiousness. Tokas designs the perfect gift. Shabba becomes bilingual.

Upon returning to Nennept, the party receives payment for a job moderately well done. Azlo admits he's in denial. Tokas designs a functional prototype. Shabba sponsors a librarian.

Our heroes traverse the local towns, rounding up a dream team to work aboard their latest mode of transportation. Shabba rescues a friend. Tokas holds an educational workshop. Azlo sweeps Nibrin off his feet.

Moving on from the scene of the mostly-prevented crime, our heroes make their way home through a series of familiar townships. Tokas takes a very brief nap. Azlo acquires some magic missiles. Shabba drafts a duo of documents.

Listen all y'all, it's sabotage! The party's return from Glassrock is waylaid by a tenacious axe merchant and his roving band of junior salespersons. Shabba does some rastlin'. Tokas holds the line. Azlo vanishes, but in a heroic way.

Our heroes spend their last days in Glassrock chasing various individual pursuits. Shabba hunts down some intel. Azlo looks in on an old friend. Tokas bids farewell to a new one.