Since we took a break from playing Conan for about a year (while one of our players was going to another school), we needed SOME kind of change to have occurred in their characters.

So we decided that 5 years had passed, and that they had all drifted apart, drawn by their own individual callings.  Through divine intervention on the part of The Mighty God Jeb Zingo, our heros ended up imprisoned in the SAME Aesir gulag!  Combined ingenuity allowed them an escape into the harsh clime of northern Hyboria.

They met up with kind fairies who gave them great toys that would help them on a mysterious Great Quest that would take them to all corners of Hyboria.  Sent out on their own, our heros braved the wilderness.

They wandered into a strange town that seemed to thrive in the barren wastes, for all in it were smiling, partying and "getting down."  Strange for such a terrible place.  Our heros discovered that it was a town of Bandits, people dedicated to getting their rightful place as rich men and women in the nation of Aesir.  Their anscestors were part of the aristocracy of this northern nation, but were banished by a military coup hundreds of years before. Now numbering in the thousands, these Bandits (so named by the Aesir, but in fact fighters for their own lost honor) routinly raid Aesir settlements and take what they think is their own (i.e. everything).

Their King?  Pangea Skullcrusher!

(more is on the way)