✦ For Tabletop Adventurers ✦
Every legend deserves to be remembered.
Record your tabletop sessions. Let AI transcribe the voices, craft an immersive narrative, and deliver a beautifully typeset chronicle your party can treasure forever.
Five steps from raw recording to finished chronicle.
Use the in-browser recorder or upload an existing audio file — up to 500 MB. MP3, WAV, OGG, WebM and more are all welcome.
Name your characters, locations, and items. Provide brief voice samples for each player so the AI can identify who is speaking.
Your audio is split into segments and transcribed with speaker labels — so you always know who said what.
GPT-4.1 weaves the transcript into a third-person fantasy narrative and a structured session summary with key events, decisions, and cliffhangers.
Download two beautifully formatted PDFs — one story, one summary — styled with a fantasy-ready serif palette, ready to share or print.
Built for groups who take their lore seriously.
Register a short voice sample per player and the AI matches voices to names — no more guessing who said "I roll for diplomacy."
Add characters, locations, and items to each session. The AI uses this context to produce narratives that reference your world's proper nouns correctly.
Receive both a high-temperature immersive story and a precise, low-temperature structured summary — two perspectives on every adventure.
Your chronicles export as typeset PDFs with Georgia serif fonts and a rich purple palette — documents worthy of the campaign journal.
Watch your session process live. The interface polls every few seconds so you see each pipeline step complete as it happens.
Manage multiple campaigns, each with their own sessions. Your parties and their histories stay neatly separated.
Two documents emerge from every session — the story and the record.
The torches along the battlements had long since guttered when Mira pressed her back against the cold stone. Somewhere below, Theron was still arguing with the gate guard — his silver tongue had yet to meet a lock it could not pick.
"The ward will drop at midnight," she whispered, more to herself than to anyone listening. Across the courtyard, a raven circled once and settled on the weathervane, its obsidian eye fixed on her as though it understood.
It was Zoltan who moved first. It always was...
Our DM used to spend half the week writing session recaps. Now we have a beautifully written story in our inbox before we've finished celebrating the crit.
— A very relieved dungeon master
Create your first campaign and let the chronicles begin.