Overly Dramatic

Journal entry #2
Second day

Today was a lot less actionpacked as yesterday. First off we went to a temple of poseidon, trying to find out more about the disappearances around town. FIrst we decided to try and find out more about the temple and the people working there, but all we found out was an innkeeper who dabbled in some smuggling, illegal, but nothing worth allerting the authorities on. We decided to visit the temple and just ask the high-priestess there head on if she knew anything that caused the disappearances. She denies knowing anything, though she wasn’t able to persuade us totally of her ignorance. The half elf (or half human, still undecided on if it’s one or the other) found a few keys to maybe the basement of the temple. We waited till night to see what we could find under the temple.
We entered the basement and found some guards. We took them out pretty quickly and even managed to capture a few of them alive. Not that it did us much good, for they didn’t know anything that could help us. They seemed to be guarding a hallway of some sort that led to a room filled with a small lake, which housed a giant octopuss. It managed to knock out the tiefling, but with some ranged attacks we made it retreat for a bit. We still had to cross the water though and the dwarf would go first. She almost made it before some small octopusses…octopussy….2 smaller versions of the big one we just made retreat attacked her. I started to pull her back towards our side of the water, but she managed to kill both of them and got to the other end. The big octopuss decided to take another look, but the dwarf was too much for it this time. There was a lever on the other side of the lake, which made a bridge for us come out of the water.
In the next room we found a few of those earthlike creatures we encountered the day before and another one of those statues. We killed the creatures and took the statue with us. We also decided to spend the night in the basement in the hopes we would find out more about the people behind these strange statues and what and how it would all connect to the disappearences. Too bad for us no one showed up. We decided to go back to Anton and show him the statues. He didn’t know much and told us to ask the priestess of Poseidon, to see if she knew anything.
We went back and confronted her. She wasn’t aware of anything in the basement, but revealed the keys Avienda found were from the groundskeeper called Breten. He hadn’t shown up for work that day, so we went to his house to see if we could find him there. The house was empty though and after asking the neighbours, we found out the family had been gone for a few days and Breten had left the house in a rush. The only clue that had been left were some plants, which seemed to have the life drained out of them.
Now we’re waiting for some answers, like what has happened to the plants and what are those statues really about. The next couple of days we have to ourselves, I’m thinking about visiting the temple of Bahamuth and see if I can find any information there. Maybe even dive into some books. I know paladins should be able to cast some spells, maybe I can find a few that’ll help us in this quest of solving the disappearances.

Mark's diary (2)
Dark places

Balance, it is hard to maintain in this environment. The people I am now with are a of all walks of life, a good balance, but so noisy. The barbarian and the bard stand out most. By quantity and volume. I must meditate, perhaps I can find some of my old teachings again and drown them out. I doubt it though, it’s just, so much. The rest seems more quiet, the paladin hardly speaks, I like that. He is the only one that seems to understand the wisdom of listening. The sorceress speak a little, most of it is related to how the world is not what is has to be according to her, but I believe her chatter hides more wisdom then she shows. The fighter chats even more, but seems to be intent on insulting people when he does, he is not the brightest bulb, but he seems to know his way around the streets. Perhaps there is more balance here then I thought, perhaps I should reevaluate my perception of the word. Interesting…

We had investigated the first source of the disappearances of the towns people in the mines, our job now was to look into the second reports. The temple of Poseidon. First at hand was getting some information about the temple and the reports of people disappearing. This is where I must let others shine, most people do not understand me, but talk themselves into a corner if you leave them speaking. This too seemed to have happened here as we quickly found our first clue, it pointed to the Sapphire Mace, an inn owned by Elaric. We split when we got there, my and Red went in the backdoor and the rest through the front.

While the innkeeper was held busy at the front, me and Red searched the kitchen. When he finally did come around Red kept him talking an I ignored him, searching. I tried not to break anything, the man might be innocent after all. I found a locked door and Red gave me his lock-picks to open them. The lock was far superior to what I expected, but I did manage to get it open. I don’t think anyone saw how difficult it really was for me, perhaps we should keep it that way. It turned out that Elaric was no more then a common smuggler. Not what we were looking for. We let him keep his wares and his secrets, but sometimes a favor or some leverage can get you a lot further then anything else. I will call upon his aid when I see fit.

We decided to go into the temple and talk to the head priestess Endotia. She lied about not knowing anything, what is it with people of power and lying? Maybe I will understand someday, everything has a reason. The bard disappeared for a while to come back all dressed up as one of the clergy. Smart move, she even got away with the keys to the place, but I fear Poseidon might not look too favorably upon her deceit. I will take note to avoid her company on the water for a few weeks, lest this incident drag me down with her, literally.

Turns out Red has some old “friends” in town, people that know the little alleyways in the city. Low and behold, more secrets in the places of power. A subterranean level only accessible from the rear end of the temple from an alleyway. Keys even worked, interesting, since the bard told me she had found them in the desk of Endotia. I knew she was lying.

Turns out a couple of guards were hired to protect the place. They shot when we came too close, cannot blame them, a job is a job. We were trespassing. Only thing is, the rest killed some of them again. This just does not sit right with me, these are people with families. These are people doing there jobs. We were not right in being there. They had every right to use force. Luckily I managed to save two of them by knocking them out before anyone could kill them. I am happy to see that when it comes to people at least, not one in my current group of associates is interested in cold blooded murder of unarmed or unconscious people.

The trek though the underground led us to a large basin. With no other options I tied a rope around me and dove in. That is all I remember until I woke up again on the side of the basin. From what I was told, a giant octopus got a good hold of me and choked me nearly to death while dragging me under. I knew that business with dressing up as Poseidon’s clergy would haunt us. I really should have listened to myself and let the bard do the swimming. Ah, who am I kidding, she would died. I don’t think she will ever know I saved her.

The dwarf took the second plunge, only to be assaulted by smaller octopi, these were not a realy problem for her and she managed to reach the other side. Even though the big dragonborn had pulled her back first. I was impressed. The lever there raised a platform that allowed us to safely walk to the other side. There we found the same setup as in the mines. Conjured things with a circle on the ground and a statue. The fight was easier this time, we knew what had to be done and did it quickly. We took the statue and decided to camp down there to await the arrival of the hooded person that was said to visit this place every once in a while. We let the first prisoner go and the second one I told to go to the other side of the bridge. He pulled the lever and has his own little giant holding pen there. No way he got out without waking one of us like that.

No luck though, come morning we all rested, but no hooded figure. We released the captive to go to his family and went back to Alton Danesh. We told him of the events and showed him both statues. He said he did not know anything about them but would have one checked out and get back to us. Alton suggested we reveal the information we had obtained to Endotia and gauge her reaction.

Her reaction was a lie, but she did tell some of the truth, the keys apparently belonged to the groundskeeper, not her. I assume here the bard had not looked right when she stole them, I have no idea what lying about this matter would gain her. The groundskeeper had disappeared a short while ago though. Upon investigation, his house was deserted. His neighbors knew only that he had left and the only thing out of the ordinary were the dead plants in the house. They seemed to be “too dead”, as if something had drained them of all life. With this being our only clue, we took the plants to a local healer by the name of Farona. She looked into it for us, but could only tell us that the death was of magical nature, not natural. She would do more research for us, but needed time. So with no more clues and time to kill we decided to take a little downtime with the group.

I used this time to hone my skills, I set up a small climbing and obstacle course in the woods behind the house. I am trying to master my steps, take longer strides, trust my body to set my feet so I can look only where I need to go. I seem to have gotten the basics down now, I feel like I move faster and also that if need be I could focus my mind even more. It’s all about the flow of movements, I think that if I really focus my Ki I might even be able to move faster and strike faster then what I am currently capable of.

When I was not on my course I had a bit of fun, trying to tail some of the party members, or sometimes even random people, over the rooftops of the city. Attempting to avoid all detection. This is trickier then I though and the shadows on the streets are still more my friends then these heights, but the fact that nobody ever looks up, does make hiding a lot easier up there.

Eldeth's diary (2)

Eldeth Bloodsteel:

My my my… busy days these days were! My head hurts from all the stuff that has been going on, or maybe it’s the ale… hmmmm no definetely too many things going on, can’t be the ale. Guess I’m not that used to lot’s of stuff happening after spending that time in the mines. Bit rusty, but I’ll be fine.

So we went out to that Seaman’s temple… I don’t get it though why it’s a seagod, if it’s actually built near a lake! Ha, and they call me slow! I can be clever if I want to! Anyway we went around the marketplace first checking if there were people who knew something about the disappearances, noone was too forthcoming, but me and that human had some fun with this old lad who definetely knew more, he said something about sneaky cloaky people heading to the back entrance of the inn. So a few of us went in the back and I went into the front, since that is the place where you can interrogate AND have a drink. Turned out the silent guy and the human already had some fun with him in the back and he was more than willing to spill whatever it was he was hiding, apparently not missing people, too bad. NIce that the ale was good though, a nice break from all the interrogating.

So I thought we might as well head to the temple and confront some people, didn’t turn out too great, I knew they were lying about knowing stuff, but well, I just don’t know all the pretty words to make people talk, and I don’t like putting to much pressure on priestesses and stuff, although that human didn’t seem to mind… have to keep an eye on him, not sure where he’s keeping his conscience.

Anyway missie the great dress-upper went about stealing some keys, I kinda like that half human, although don’t like the sneaking part, I’d rather be upfront about stuff. But in this case it was kinda useful. There was some talk about there being a back entrance to the temple, so we went there at night. Think that friend of Red (that human one) seemed a bit too shady to be clean… but he helped finding the back entrance, so we went there at night after having some more beers in the inn, the innkeeper seemed to be happy we just came for food and drinks, and not threaten him some more. Hmmm the ale was good, should find a way to carry along kegs without the heavy lifting on trips… Interesting, maybe that wizardy posh elf can do some magic, should ask her sometime. Although, don’t think she likes me much, can’t imagine why not, I make lots of good jokes!

Ah yeah the temple, went in at night, there were some guys guarding, they tried to shoot us, we killed a few of them, let two of them go, they had family… I don’t like killing someone’s dead and won’t if I don’t have to. Anyway, that wasn’t too hard, then we went on, there was a big water and when mister quiet went in he got grabbed by some tentacles. We tried to kill the bloody thing, but it went under water again. We had to do something to get accross, and it turns out I’m the only one brave enough to face a little tentacly creature, so I went in the water, swam a bit, got grabbed and then that silly dragonlike one started pulling me back, I WAS SO CLOSE!!! Ehh yeah things went slightly black for a bit, I think. I swam some more, got to the edge and killed it thoroughly. Pulled a lever, bridge appeared, dunno why the lever was on that side, seems illogical, but then again the whole idea of a seagod temple is silly near a lake, so might as well add this sillyness.

Where was I? Ah yeah the bridge, the others came along, turned out there was another room with creepy crawlies guarding some statue. Killed those too and took the statue. I dunno what to do with it, seems black magicky of some sort.

So we went back to Alton to show the statue, he didn’t know anything about it. So we went back to the temple to show it to the high priestess who didn’t want to help us before. Turned out that the cleaner (or whoever he was) went missing and that we actually took his keys. So we decided to pay his house a visit, couldn’t visit him or his family, because they weren’t there, so much for that. We had a look around the house, there were mainly some dead dark plants, felt like black magicky stuff too, gives me the creeps. Turned out when one of the group questioned the neighbour that the family had gone missing earlier and that our cleaner-guy had left in a rush.

We found some plant-know-it-all-lady, who actually didn’t know all, just that indeed dark magic was involved with those dead plants and she would look into it for us, but needed some time. Also Alton needed some time to find out more about the statue and stuff. Well I can’t go about and do nothing while people are figuring out stuff. Dunno where to look though, never had much dealings with dark magicky stuff, perhaps there’s some picture of the dead plants or dark statue in some book, so I guess I’ll go have a look in the library. I’m not too good at reading, but I can manage, and I need to find a picture first anyway. The lady at the libary looked rather funnily at me when entering the library, as if I didn’t belong there, pah… I can read! So… there. Will be careful with sneaking some ale in though, she already seemed suspicious enough…

Glorea's Diary second part

Ugh..first thing I will say : I shall not getting used to this filthy way of living!
My dress smells like dusty dungeons and my hair looks terrible, I’m glad we had a bath in our room where we stayed! Today we went to the market (finally some good products to buy!) But the Dragonborn wouldn’t let me go shopping..hmpf….But luckily there was a proper silk seller who couldn’t resist my charms and so I found out that there was a shady man-thing named Elarik in the Inn that has to do something with the dissapearances. And ofcourse I bought some of his fine silk, a beautiful kashmier scarf! (hah! nobody can stop a shopping woman!)

Then in the Poseidon Temple I had some fine conversations with some Temple people and ofcourse the High Priestess couldn’t resist me. The dwarf also tried to do some conversations or more some shouting and waste the good reputation of my noble status…(Could please someone shut her/him up? My poor ears..) I’m glad the bard also has a bit of charisma , but ofcourse I’m the one with the beauty and the brains (duh!)

We went downstairs the temple and fight some bandits (at a proper distance ofcourse..) And then there was the most ugly creature I’ve ever seen.. a slimey beast with tentacles…oh my goodness…I’m glad the dwarf and the tiefling went swimming in the disgusting smelling dark pool of water, so my clothes stayed dry and clean. Finally..after long waiting and casting spells at the squishy thing (why didn’t my spells hit te creature? I think it was because of the bad aura of the others in the room..) there was a bridge! The dwarf smelled sickening after the swimming he/she did, but in seconds it was only a beautiful odor of roses thanks to my Prestidigitation spell. Then the others had the ridicilous idea to spent the night down in this horrible temple..this is not a suitable place for a lady like me to sleep! Luckily I warmed the floor so I could sleep with a bit more comfort.

The next morning we fight some odious zombie-things and find a ugly statue.
And then finally a nice warm bath…

Stedd's adventure log 2015-01-04

‘Red’ Stedd Darvinson:

“Ok, so we found the little statue thing at the mine, and we had gone back to Alton, basically our handler I guess. He sent us on our way to the temple of Poseidon on the lakeside, where apparently more people had disappeared. On the way, I got the monk to hand me the statue but I don’t really see what I wanted with it; seemed an sort of ordinary, ugly thing. STILL, IN THE END I WILL HAVE IT. HE HAS NO RIGHT TO IT.

At the temple, me and Eldeth, the dwarf, went and found a beggar, shifty looking feller, who claimed that he didn’t know much but after a bit of leaning told us he’d seen a cloaked stranger bringing people to an alley nearby. HE CAVED SO EASILY. WEAKLING. Turned out the poncy elf, who had been faffing about a bit with some silk seller, apparently heard something shady was going on in an inn, the Sapphire Mace, which had a back exit on the same alley.

Now, I’m not the sharpest tool, but one and one is still two, so it seemed obvious that the inn was involved in this whole charade, and me and the mute went to the back exit while the rest went in through the front entrance. We found the innkeeper in back, and after a bit of chat he turned out to be quite amenable. While me and the guys in front had a little drink, the mute broke into the guy’s storehouse and found a barrel of what turned out to be nothing but a bit of weed. CURSE THE INNKEEPER. IF HE HAD JUST BEEN MORE FORTHCOMING, WE WOULDN’T HAVE WASTED SO MUCH TIME ON THIS WILD GOOSE CHASE. So, we left and went back to the temple.

In the temple, they didn’t really want us to talk to the head priestess, but the poncy elf turned out to actually have some backbone and threatened to have the guy fired if he didn’t bring us to his boss. COULD HAVE JUST THREATENED TO HAVE HIS BALLS CUT OFF. Turned out the boss claimed to not know anything, but was apparently lying or so the mute tried to sign me. We had nothing on her though, so we got nowhere.

Luckily, Rhogash, the dragonborn, had spotted another chump gawking at us, and it looked like he was quite interested in our little chat, so we had one with him as well. Same sob story, knows nothing, sees nothing, hears nothing, but lying through his teeth. I SHOULD HAVE JUST SET THE ENTIRE DAMN PLACE ON FIRE AND LET NERZHUL SORT THEM OUT. Guy made a bit of a ruckus, tried to leave, so I accidentally on purpose tripped him, which was a good laugh, but sort of got us kicked out of the temple.

I decided to go and check in with the Nose, figured he might know some guy that could get us in the temple at night to have a bit of a look-see. He suggested I go see Velda, a smuggler, and funnily enough that I now owed him one. OWED HIM ONE. THE LITTLE SHIT SHOULD BE GRATEFUL I LEFT HIM WITH A NOSE AFTER THE STUNT HE PULLED BEFORE.

Anyway, went back to the temple square and it turned out the noisy elf had stolen a set of keys. Good trick, she might be useful after all. Still got tired from all the yapping. I went to see Velda, and he had one of his errand boys show me a side entrance to the temple. So, we went and saw our good new friend Elaric the innkeeper to stay until the dead of night before we decided to go and enter the temple through that side door.

Turned out it was guarded by some hired muscle, and fairly cheap hired muscle at that. The yappy elf even tried to reason with them, but one of the fuckers shot me in my damn shoulder. I WOULD HAVE RIPPED HIS EYES OUT, BUT I SETTLED FOR CUTTING THE HEAD OF ONE OF THE PESTS, AND GUTTING ANOTHER LIKE A FISH. Not sure how it happened, the bolt must have knocked the wind out of me, but when I recovered, all of ‘em were dead except one groveling for his life and another one that had been knocked out. Guy kept insisting he knew nothing, and annoyingly enough he’s probably right.

Anyway, we went on and found a sort of basin. The mute tried to swim across, but turned out there was an octopus there that just grabbed him and dragged him down. We got some good hits in though and it fled, so we could make our way across. Eldeth swam across, she got grabbed by two smaller octopuses but no big deal as they were pretty squishy, and she even managed a goot shot at the big one and killed it. Good move. We crossed the pool using some mechanism that raised the floor, and went on our way to a room with another mark on the floor like in the mine and another statue. I NEEDED TO HAVE THAT STATUE. I COULD NOT LET ANYONE GET IT FIRST. There were some more earth things like in the mine, but we got them readily, and we deciced to head back. We actually stayed the night, hoping the cloaked guy the beggar told us about would show up, but no luck.

We returned to our handler and showed him the statues. Figured he might know something about them. He said he didn’t. STILL, I AM SURE HE’S HOLDING OUT ON US. ONE DAY, HE’LL GET WHAT IS COMING TO HIM. He did suggest we show the statue to the priest lady at the temple, and so we went over there.

Faced by our new proof, the priest caved and told us her flunky, the guy I tripped, was the owner of the keys we … found, but that he hadn’t shown up that day. I SHOULD HAVE DONE MORE THAN TRIP HIM. I SHOULD HAVE GUTTED HIM WHEN I HAD THE CHANCE. THIS WILL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN. We went to his place, but he had run like a coward. Apparently, there was some stuff with the plants that were dead or something, the talky elf said, so we took some to an elf herbalist. Lots of words, but in the end all we got out of it was that the plants had been exposed to some evil.

We had some time on our hands, as Alton and the herbalist were checking stuff for us, so I decided to check in at the guild, and actually see whether they have any contacts with cults in the city. Figured that because of the weird markings and the evil flowers there might be some cult behind it. They named the Cult of the Nine, said they’re actually in the Quarter of the Others as well, and they might introduce me. I NEED THAT. I NEED THAT MORE THAN ANYTHING. I NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THEM, AND I WILL GET WHAT I NEED FROM THEM."

Sessie 2

De helden onderzoeken de verdwijningen rond de tempel van Poseidon. Van een zwerver horen ze dat er een verdacht figuur ’s nachts mensen het steegje in leidt. Een zijdeverkoopster vertelt dat ze een innkeeper verdenkt. De helden ondervragen hem en doorzoeken zijn inn, maar komen er achter dat hij een smokkelaar is en niets te maken heeft met de verdwijningen. In de tempel ondervragen ze hogepriesteres Endotia en groundskeeper Breten, maar hoewel ze beide verdacht lijken, ontkennen ze alles en weten de helden hen geen verdere bekentenis te ontlokken. Aviendha vermomt zich als priester en weet uit een kantoortje een sleutelbos te stelen. Red vindt via zijn criminele contacten uiteindelijk een zijingang van de tempel en de helden besluiten hier ’s nachts naar binnen te gaan. Na een gevecht met een aantal ingehuurde bandieten en een spannende tocht langs een reuze-octopus vinden ze een tweede beeldje, opnieuw bewaakt door een aantal vreemde wezens. Ze verslaan deze en nemen het beeldje mee.
Alton weet ze niet direct verder te helpen met het beeldje, en de helden gaan verder op zoek naar assistentie. In het huis van Breten vinden ze een aantal verwelkte planten, ze nemen er eentje mee en laten deze onderzoeken door een magiër in de wijk van de anderen Farona. Ze laten haar ook het beeldje zien. Ze herkende het beeldje vaag ergens van en heeft beloofd de helden dit te onderzoeken en ze te laten weten als ze meer ontdekt.

Eldeth's diary
Weird waking up, weird group, weird day!

Wait… whu?! That’s what I said when, whoever he was, started shaking me about. I dunno know what happened, one moment there was a really foul smell in the mine (smelled like farts to me to be honest) and then I woke up and someone was shaking me. Weird stuff… well anyway, turns out we, me and my pal Hedrik, were captured of some sort, dunno what they want with two mining dwarves though… Turned out that, whoever did it, killed Hedrik!!! I dunno who did it, but I’m sure as hell gonna make sure it suffers and dies by my hands! No one touches my friends! Even though Hedrik could be a bit of a nuisance, with his stories about how he wanted to settle down and have nice life, if I didn’t know any better I’d say he was trying to get in the sack with me! Come to think of it… he might actually have been trying to do so… well.. anyway none of that matters now, he’s dead. And I’ll make sure to smack however killed him right in the… you know where and gut him and kill him!

So anyway there was this whole group of weirdo’s who found me, some elf (quite the snob if you ask me, don’t really get why she would be down in a smelly mine… well I like having a laugh with snobs, but elfs can be so uptight!). Then there was some sort of Dragonlike thing, I have seen them before but never really talked to one of em, seem to keep to themselves, at least the ones I saw… maybe not this one, will have to see. And then there was this funny-looking silent guy… he looked sad though, turned out they lost a member of their group just minutes ago, but he seemed to be the only one moved by it, bunch of emotionally uptight ones I guess. And then this half elf, she seemed fun! Talking lots, being a bit of a loudmouth like meself. Although she seems to have more pretty words and stuff. Ah well, I’m sure we’ll get along. And then this human one, he seemed to like a fight, so guess we can at least meet eye to eye on that front!

Anyhow, we moved on to the next room where we found I don’t know whatnots and there were some weird darklike drawings on the floor. We fought them, I smashed them a bit, and we killed them! Then some of the group started smashing some statue that was on the floor (hadn’t really noticed it, I kinda sometimes get into a rage when fighting evil stuff, started happening to me in the war when the first of my mates fell). Not much happened until one of em tipped it over and the drawings faded. Whatever, I’m not into all that hocuspocus pooha stuff, gives me the creeps! (and feels a bit like they’re cheating when I’m fighting magical stuff). When leaving the mine we went to pick up their lost groupmember, I dunno really what happened, already said magic gives me the shivers and it felt like some shivery stuff was going on with her. The others didn’t seem to notice, but I somehow felt connected to that dead elf. TO AN ELF! Of all creatures I could connect with I go ahead and connect with an ELF, crazy stuff! Ever since I laid eyes on that elf I can’t seem to get the image of a black panther out of my head, and when I slept a little bit just then it came to me in my dreams. Felt really weird, not a threat, but like an invite, dunno really what happened, will think more tomorrow, my head hurts from thinking.

Oh yeah still had to finish the story, real quick then. We went back out of the mine, I decided to stay with this bunch, it’s better than staying in the mines and it seems like a good enough way to get revenge for Hedrik and finally get to some adventuring! Even though it seems like an odd group, they seem friendly enough and later it turned out a few of them could hold their liquor… a little.. hahaha no one beats a dwarf at drinking (although that half elf gave it a nice try).

Weird day!

Glorea's Diary

Oh my goodness….seriously…I woke up in a dark en terrible smelling room with five unknown people. A weird looking Elf (a wood elf I suppose….ugh..) A silent tiefling , a ridicilous bard and a Dragonborn and a unpleasant shabby human. And the worst of everything: None of them had a proper noble status.. just some ordinary pleps !
Luckily that bard-thing could create some light for us and we could open the door because of my mage hand without making my hands too dirty. The human used also my hairpin to pick the lock (Really, my beautiful hairpin..how dare he!)

And then there were the most filthy creatures I’ve ever seen we had to fight. Snakes, spiders, oh my…And because it’s my task to clean the world of evil and garbage I decided to use my powerful and lovely magic to get rid of them. Ofcourse the other ones tried also but ofcourse with damaging themselfs badly (amateurs..) Luckily I had no scratch at all!
The wood elf looked really jealous at me…I could totally understand! (despite the fungus on my beautiful dress, disgusting! How did that happen?)

But then we lost the wood-elf, she fell down…Sad…But luckily I had no scratch.

Anyway, it turned out that some man named Alton Danesh had kidnapped us (How dare he!) and tested our skills. I’m glad at least someone could see how good Iam. So I gave him a chance and we went to the Emerald mine to rescue some dwarfs. One dwarf was still alive when we found him/her , I’m not sure , it talked very loudly and had no proper clothes..I killed some other scruffy creatures with my destroying Ray of Frost at a fine distance.
The stench in the mine was horrible but finally we destroyed the poo-smelling-thingies and
I picked up some shiny emeralds ,because I’m noble so they belong to me.

Tavara's diary
The day I passed on...

I could never ever have imagined the way I would pass on to the next world. I had always thought I would die in the wild, in the forests, in a wild stream, an avalanche, anything but this…

This day I woke up to an unpleasant surprise. When opening my eyes everything was dark around me, but I could clearly hear the breathing of others… I had not fallen asleep near anyone else, and not on a stony floor. I had no clue what was going on, until all of a sudden lights appeared out of nowhere, apparently I am not the only user of magic in the room. When my eyes had adjusted to the light I looked around and saw the weirdest group of… well the weirdest group. I was surprised to notice one of them being mute and using sign language which I had learned from an old elven friend in the woods many years ago. I find it a comforting language since it does not require noise, which the half-human was keen on making.

Anyway, it turned out Alton Danesh an elf of the city of Ashnor had kidnapped us to ‘test our worthiness’…. I knew I had no reason to trust anything that lives in a city, I did not even hear any good reason why he had not just asked for our help with whatever troubles the city faced. But putting us through fights with spiders, snakes and whatnots… it’s embarassing really. Didn’t even have the nerve to ask us.

We took the chance over some food and music (apparently the half-human does make some nice music, which somewhat balances her constant need for chattering) to get to know each other. Well I took the chance to get to know them, to learn what I was in for. And typical… none of them even bothered to notice I did not tell my own name, which in retrospect is rather sad…

We went to the dwarven mines first, it seemed a good a choice as any (there was also something about Poseidon’s temple, I am not much of an ocean and water fan, so this seemed the slightly better choice). Although, all things considered perhaps going to the temple would have changed my fate. When we arrived at the mine an elf welcomed us and told us that dwarves went missing all of sudden. Which I do not find strange, considering it is a mine… dwarves… untrustworthy creatures. Probably ran of with the loot after gathering enough of it. Although then it is strange only a few went missing.

When entering the mine we ran into several dwarves who pointed us in the right direction where we found a cliff which we started to descend. I had not bothered to tie myself to the rope, since I consider myself an excellent climber. When I had just started my descent I heard the flapping of wings and some ugly creatures were upon us. I tried my best to keep them of the weaklings of the team (especially that snotty high elf, who would probably break at the slightest touch). After I had used some of my spells it hit me, twice… I don’t know what happened… perhaps I had hurt myself too much earlier and had not recovered enough? I don’t think I did… it doesn’t matter… I fell… and fell… it truly is as they say, time seems to stand still when falling to your death, which was exactly what happened. I saw that hulky dragonborn standing with his arms outstrechted trying to catch me when I was falling, the last living face in this world I will ever see. The sweet thing, perhaps my judgment of some of the team was somewhat harsh… but then again I have never been easy to trust others. I sensed in my road out of this world another had joined the party of misfits, a dwarf. But it seemed to be not just any dwarf, a valiant one with a strong urge to find revenge for her lost friend. A revenge which would also soothe my spirit, so my last effort in this world was to enter her mind and leave her with what she would call an ‘animal totem’ memory to guide her path and strenghten her in her resolve.

I thank the heavens that the mute had cared enough to bring my body to the woods after they were done in the mines, in that way my soul can wander freely and pass on to the next world.

Day One
So my journey begins

Journal entry one

My adventuring life has started! According to Ivellios I should see more of the world and meet more people. And today I met some interesting people and got a quest to go with them. Seems like there are some strange cases of missing people around the town and this elven guy seems to be willing to solve this mystery and fund it to boot!

But I’m getting ahead of the day. I woke up in this dark room, with no clue about how I got there. And I wasn’t alone. With me were 5 others who all seemed to end up in that room the same way I got there, without a clue and more importantly, without any of our gear. The door was shut, but there was a hidden key. We entered a room with a chasm and some rats in it and proceded to clear the room. It was made painfully clear to me that I realy gotten used to my armor, as the rats attacked me full force and I barely made it out of that room alive. Good thing we found our gear in some chests, otherwise this dark hole would kill all of us.
The next room seemed somewhat caved in, so we went in carefully. Between the rubble we found some snakes, which seemed intend to have us for lunch or diner, but we deposed of them pretty skillfully. BY this time I got to see more of what this new group of people was capable of. There were two elves, one seemed to be a druid and the other a sorceress. The druid was nice and friendly, the sorceress seemed a bit cold and distant (haha, cold, she was shooting with ICE!). There was a half-elf adventurer, a bard I think, she seemed to be carefree and talked a lot during the day. Then there was the opposite of her, the tiefling, a mute, who seemed to be monk of an order of some sort, I read about those in the temple. He talks with his hands. He seems to be nice and friendly enough, though with no speaking it’s kinda hard to tell. The last one in our group is a human. He’s a capable fighter, with a mean looking glaive, which he weilds handily.
After the room with the snakes we came into another room with a large spider in it. It wasn’t much of a threat. Some fire and a few hits and it was dead. The room after this one was a surprise though. We encountered a man, Anton Gallesh, who was responsible for us being down here. He explained it was to see if we were fit for a quest he had for us, though I still wonder why he didn’t just ask for our help. All this hiding in the dark and beating around the tree makes it a bit fishy.
Anton told us there were some strange disappearances happening all across the city and wanted us to see what they were all about. He offered us to pay to find out what was happening, starting with investigating some miners who went missing. Deciding I wanted to know where this was going, I followed the others to the mine. Here we heard about some dwarves who never returned from a certain part of the mine and we went after them. We had to climb down a cliff when some flying animals attacked us. I got down to the bottom, not without wounds though, but the druid who was following me met a different fate. She also got attacked and lost her grip on the rope, falling to her death into my arms. After a quick glance it was clear there was too much damage from the attacks and the fall to try and safe her. We had to leave her for now in order to finish the mission and bring her body back if we returned to the surface.
In the caves following our deep decent, we found 2 dwarves who been lost for a while now. One of them was already dead, but the other one was alive and punching. She was thankful for finding her and decided she wanted to help us out on our quest.
Not long after all this we found something strange. Some strange beings were standing around a statue on top of some markings on the floor. The statue seems to be the source of the beings, for when we were fighting them, it spawned one in front of us. After we killed the creatures and kicked the statue over, the markings seems to disappear and no more beings came into existence. We decided to bring the statue along, maybe someone knows about it.
On our way back, we picked up the druid and burried her in the woods. Seemed like the place to lay her to rest, being a druid and all. Back at Anton’s place we all decided to take some rest, get a bath and see what our next destination would be.


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