Dragon of Icespire Peak: The Argent Sword

After nearly a year, The Argent Sword has reached the end of this adventure. They return to Phandalin to give the town the good news of Cryovain's death, and begin to look at where their paths lead now. As the story wraps up, the cast and crew of DIP discuss the twists and turns the story took, how their characters grew and changed, and talk about some of their favorite moments. Goodbyes are always bittersweet; come join us to give the Argent Sword an excellent send-off.

At long last, the Argent Sword stands ready in Cryovain's lair. Injured from a sneak attack and befuddled by the maze of tunnels, they prepare to press the fight to the dragon who has been tormenting Phandalin.

The tunnels he burrowed making veins into the mountain. The winds blow inward, creating an organ of frigid wonder.

Vicious beasts, white dragons are. They are not the smartest, but they hold onto a vendetta like none of their dragonkin.

Armed with the information about Cryovain's whereabouts, the Argent Sword returns to Phandalin to wrap up the last of their business before setting off for Icespire Peak.

The Argent Sword has made their way back to Leilon to rest and recenter themselves after the disastrous fight with Cryovain underground. Where will they go from here?

I came upon this colony of cute rodents. Chubby cheeks. They were really cute. And tasty. - Mimi

My father and mother were scourges upon the land of Icewind Dales. Now, alone, I too shall bring terror to this land. - Cryovain

Smooth faced with matted fur, the chimei fill you with dreams of home, while they fill their bellies with your intestines.

The flames burned. In the fields. In my eyes. In my mind. Until there was nothing left.

The flames burned ever on. Nothing could quench their thirst as the innate magic around them only fueled its greed.

"Rope? Check. Torches? Check. Booze? Check. Equal mix of bravery and stupidity? Check. Then, you're ready for an expedition!" - Jack

In stories, the hero faces their past. A looming presence they must defeat before ascending to legend. How easy the tales make it seem.

Khalid thought back to that time. With that girl who played pirates and knight with him. Who made the house feel less lonely. He sighed.

An Amnian man must know 3 things: how to haggle, how to fight, and how to dance. Basically, how to debate, how to defend, and how to woo your lover.

Typhon's rage is as boundless as the sky. As deep as the ocean. As unpredictable and destructive as a lightning storm.

Clive scuttled across the beach. He could hear Mirall's sobs from within the cave. He continued to train.

He saw the surface. Her call was so near. Just a little further and he would be hers. Elkanterr reached out and then... darkness.

Drops slipped from the edge of his blade. Was it rain? Blood? Both? None of it mattered to Elkanterr. He just smiled.

The bell tolls when those lost at sea return to walk on the land once more. What does one do in those times? Close the door and pray.

With her final breath, Mirall cursed the figure who clutched her prized conch. "The storms you revere will be your demise."

Her silver light calls me. Her song enraptures my very soul. She is all I can think about. Eilistraee beckons.

After a long haul through the mine, our heroes face off with the Mouth of Mouskana. It's time to bring this problem to a head and cleanse the mine.

"Silver is pure and beautiful. That's why it hurts lycanthropes. They are so...unclean." - Lurue

Shrouded by silver, our heroes breathe. But will the glittering substance be their savior when dealing with the wererat infestation above?

"Beware of Mouskana's hunger. It knows no end, consuming all. Give all you can, even yourself. For we are but one of many."

Separated. Weaponless. Sacrificed to an unknown god. Will our heroes reunite? Alive? Or... in the belly of Mouskana?

Surrounded by a wererat swarm, will our adventurers survive the infestation within the heart of The Mountain's Rib?

Why has the Mountain Rib Mining Camp gone silent? And what awaits our adventurers inside?

Songs and dreams have a way of making us remember. What will be brought up in the phantasmagorical properties of ballads and nightmares?

After adventuring a few days, the group decides to stay together. But with their pasts closing in, for how long?

In their last night together, our heroes now face a mysterious group of black clad mercenaries. One of which has killer eyes for Inqua.

After manticores, gnomes, and oozes, the party returns triumphant to Phandalin. But have they have brought back the weapons in time?

With Nyx the gnome and her brother's killer, Mimi the mimic, in tow, what could possibly go wrong as the party heads back to Phandalin?

Factore's treachery revealed! And it's because of... The War of the Silver Marches?

One piece of Gnomengarde's woes has been found, a mimic named Mimi. But who was the mastermind that lured this creature in?

Mad queens, missing brothers, mushroom wine? The mysteries continue in Gnomengarde!

Off to Gnomengarde! A warren of 13ach9nes, 13ag93, and my19tery(?)!

As they rest, our adventurers should ask their dreams one question: What lurks in the temple of Abbathor, Dwarven God of Greed?

The arrival of Cryovain has interrupted the festivities of Highharvestide. Will our adventurers survive till morning?

Highharvestide has reached Phandalin! How will our new adventurers handle the festivities of this mining town?