EXU: Prime, originally called simply Exandria Unlimited, is a miniseries following the Crown Keepers (The Odd Lot? Hot Cross Buns? Glitter Shitters?), a group of adventurers from Tal’Dorei, in 842 PD - close to 30 years after the Chroma Conclave’s attack on the city and six years after the end of Campaign Two.

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Episode 8: What Comes Next

One night in Niirdal-Poc: revelations, realizations, and a new direction forward. You decided to head south through the lower jungle towards the heart of the Iron Authority in order to find Tetrarch Umejii to find and avert some yet unknown disaster.
You came across the ruins of Niirdal-Sarqet, the spiritual center of the Qoniira Tetrarchy and marveled at a massive floating stone hexahedron covered in runes and light. You climbed it, translated it, and inadvertently gave portions of your own life force to summon violent stone constructs.
Fearne, you seized control of the entire cube, and by halting its rotation, caused it to shatter apart and unleash a bright blue miasma of arcane energy that flows around you and through you and remains still.
It also called her to you all.
Myr’atta Niselor, the purple-clad arcanist from Syngorn that has stopped you halfway around the world and even into the streets of Niirdal-Poc, has arrived.
She attacked Opal during your fight, sending residuum needles into both of your shoulders and your forehead, and tethering you to something. As she stepped out finally into view, she spoke words of greeting, even as her magic slammed Opal to the ground.
Ever defiant, our warlock growled back. And as she stood over Opal our villain retorted, “I’m not talking to you.”
Orym, you’re the closest to the scene right now, just a scant 40 feet away. As you see this woman standing over your friend and comrade in arms, you hear behind you (footsteps clomping) the ever-approaching footsteps of one last stone construct, the one that you knocked off of the platform very early in the fight and I am not bitter about at all headed in your direction.
You actually see that off in the clearing at that very edge of the trees to the side you see little Mister, a little De Brazza’s monkey that’s cheering on his mom and staring up at the platform.
And Myr’atta Niselor is not alone.
There are two other figures deeper, hanging back in the shadows.

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    Highlights

    • 00:17:00 Aabria:“It’s VERY heavy out today.”
    • 00:24:24 Aabria:“Oh, that’s right, I need to knock the Bless off of you.”
    • 00:32:08 Aabria channeling Taliesin:“This will be fun.”
    • 00:38:45 Aabria:“I’ve gotta stop calling it that.”
    • 00:39:11 Aabria:“It’s a Scatling gun, if you will.”
    • 01:03:33 Aabria:“This is not the outfit you want to ‘nervous sweat’ in, but I am.”
    • 01:10:10 Massive horned skull and hand arise from the battle map.
    • 01:17:36 Dorian:“Fuck off.”
    • 01:22:08 Dorian falls unconscious.
    • 01:24:38 Fan Art Moment Orym pulling of a badass move removing a knife from his shoulder and using it for an attack that gets the coveted “How Do You Want To Do This?”
      INTERMISSION
    • 02:00:25 Fan Art Moment The Daring Rescue of Dorian by Dariax, the hasted four-winged dwarf sorceror.
    • 02:01:04 Matt:“On top of that, I’m going to go ahead and think heavy…” callback
    • 02:19:19 Dariax:“Don’t you know? Blood of the Mountain in me, bitch.”
    • 02:38:22 Robbie:“Fucking cuddle puddle!”
    • 02:43:35 Aabria:“Y’all have walked around with a fucking vestige for a full campaign. I would be remiss if I didn’t do everything in my power to get you to put it on. See what it’s like. I bet it’s great. Do what you want to do. I’m done talking to you. Make a choice.”
    • 02:51:00 Fan Art MomentOpal gets the killing blow on the BBEG.
    • 02:52:00 Robbie’s reaction
    • 03:10:55 And you reach out. It begins as a prayer, a beseeching to something. But then it moves past that, because you have that realization. But as you ask, you get it.
      And you go from prayer, from a pilgrim attempting something, to something closer to a cleric. Someone that understands the nature of religion, not of the gods, not even the one that has granted you this vestige, but just power and potential. And in that moment, in that space and breath of understanding, you can understand the glyphic language, and you know the forms. And you shout and help your friends finish.
      As you successfully carve the rune that means Opal, that means sister, and family, and home, and safety, and belonging.
      That’s what Opal is. Not just to Ted, but to all of you.
      And the ritual completes, and you feel and see as the last bits of that energy scatter out and away and leave you in the last moments of a blue hour on a beautiful night as the stars begin to unfurl and unfold and shine down on you. And the light in Ted’s eyes moves from purple to that same blue of the sky, and flashes like an opal in the firelight before dimming, and everything begins to sink back down into the ground.
      Those of you in the hand, gently ride it back down to the level of the ground. Those of you on the head, coast and cascade down.
      As Ted goes back, as she retreats from the physical world, and goes home. And it gets really quiet for a long moment. And then you begin to hear out and far away because the surrounding jungle is still leveled from the force of everything that’s happened here. But life begins to stir again, and you can hear, off in the distance, the sounds of the jungle returning.
    • 03:26:08 Dariax:“How about the Crown Keepers?”
    • 03:31:02 Poska holds court in a dimly-lit room that could barely pass for an office. She kicks her feet up on the desk, soft, split-leather soles giving some inkling as to her roguish nature. And all around her, though unseen, the gentle creaking of leather alerts you to the other people in the room, so often accustomed to leaning back, hanging in the shadows.
      “All right, then, I thought we could be different. Nobler than the Myriad or the Clasp. More incisive in our purpose, but my generosity was exploited and I’m not at my best when my feelings are hurt. So, violence then. And woe betide any of those fools if they should come back into my city.”