My name is Caspian Durothil and Akhelbhen which means in elven ‘He whom Magic, Duty, and Honor Defines’ has become my new catch phrase and Ai Armiel Telere Maenen Hir ‘You Hold My Heart Forever’ which for now refers to my dear Sister Caspia who has never given up on me as well as in a courtly fashion to Hollyella Taletreader of whom I am not yet worthy. For while I am Akh'Faern ‘One of the Army of Art’ or a Wizard who has now pledged himself or Talas ‘Body / Soul / Self’ to Corellon Larethian I have a lot of work to catch up on in regards to my behavior as of late. I may never live up to the standards laid out by Paladin Brother Vashar in action, thought and deed after almost losing my life and hearing for the last time lies spew from my own mouth I was for the first time ashamed. I vowed right then and there to banish forever from my mind that which I had used for so long as a defense mechanism for my own immorality and embrace the code of the Seldarine.
I of course get ahead of myself for while I had survived the first incursion into the first Tomb of Undeath it was due to no actions of my own that I survived. Sadly it was due to near death and Valorous acts of a Human Paladin of Lathandar from Silverymoon named Alemore Lafor Telemose and my fellow Associates that I live to even continue this Journal. I owe them as well as two rescued Paladins one named Neil of Torm and the other Jarvis of Tyr a debt I may never be able to repay for between their actions and foolish ones I had taken my sanity was restored. I wish that I could say that it had been voices of the likes of which my Sister Caspia has heard but in my case it was almost seeing Arvandor and realizing that I was not living up to the honor of my House and far worse that my actions had lead not only myself but my Nys or Sister in the common tongue whom I loved astray as well. I realized that it was time to step up and stop acting like a Juvenile Ardavanshee and step and be the Akh'Faern I had been trained to be.
This part of my tale began with my mind set in the way I had perceived that my Tan or Brother who I adored would have approved. But if I have learned anything in what was to soon befall me it was that thinking that you are and knowing that you are can be quite different propositions. To continue we had entered what I shall call the first Tomb of the Shar Cult of Undeath for now to find a mystical puzzle upon a Giant’s skull. We were of course in a formation that I had designed but Donavan had walked forward to examine the mystical puzzle and instead of telling what he had found the activated which opened two doors one to our right and one to our left and we were suddenly engaged by the vile Undead.
We prevailed as we were prepared and trained enough in our individual and group skill to follow the tactics I had laid out for the most part which basically required that we focus our fire on as few enemies as possible whenever possible. I of course was not shy in the use of either my Wand of Magic Missiles or my magic in the form of bolt of fire. It had actually been necessary for while I noticed that Krolis seemed to enjoy breaking formation so did Invelous and Naiem but they I knew had the skill and ability to use their mobility to their advantage. To be honest Invelous who I had deemed the Survivor was quicker and more nimble than many Elves I had seen. With the aid of the Clerics and the Wand of Curing I had procured everyone was healed and we moved on.
With our first engagement a successful one which placed us one step ahead of our predecessors into the tomb we began to explore in earnest. To the right we found a trap that Invelous was unable to circumvent involving a swinging pendulum that carried with it a pronouncement of death to any who chose to cross. We were left with the option of traveling the left which Invelous confirmed that although similar to the passage on the left was far safer. It was then that we heard a voice calling out loudly from behind us claiming to be a Paladin of Lathander who had been sent by someone called Sedrick whom none of knew. It had caused Donavan to move to the rear of our formation to converse with him and Invelous to move back from the door he had confirmed was not trapped and unlocked. Our newest Associate who said he had been part of the former adventuring group to enter the tomb was named Alemore Lafor Telemose. After a few moment of discussion where he and Donavan both detected evil upon each other they both seemed to be come to an accord and Alemore of Lathander officially joined us and of course filled him in on our formations which I was glad to see as a Paladin he was used to order of the formations.
It seemed that while we were talking Krolis had grown impatient which I should have expected and the door in front of us opened and we encountered yet more Undead and this time as well as ones that could paralyze with a touch who to be honest I could not tell were Ghasts or Ghouls there was I am pretty sure a Ghast who hurled bolts of acid and balls of fire to confound and harm us. Now if that were not enough we were engaged at the same time from the rear by even more Undead of the Ghoul or Ghast variety. Finally last but not least there were also two Human Male Wizard or Sorcerers who joined in on the side of the Undead who also favored bolts of acid and balls of fire. It should not go unnoted that in the battle both Alemore and Bolora showed skill and bravery against our enemies that were truly worthy of song. At one point Alemore had called upon the power of Lathander even while encased in flame and destroyed a vile Undead. Less than a second later Bolora not to be outdone had suddenly become enraged and managed to defeat both wielders and yet another Undead all in the span of an instant. I am sure due to their valor and determination yet again we were victorious and we were able to heal and restore ourselves in order to continue. The battle had not gone without cost however for at a moment when Krolis was out of formation he had been overwhelmed by Undead and were it not for the sacrifice of his familiar he might not have survived luckily Invelous and Naiem had been prepared and had not abandoned their posts and he survived. I of course had wondered as members of our band had lost levels against what must have been a Wight if we should turn back but it was soon to find out we were not alone.
Now what did I mean by not alone well what I mean was that while I had searched the Undead and the Human bodies I found two items of interest or actually three but only two that had immediate baring it would seem. On two of the Undead I had found a medallion of silver which I recognized as a partially melted symbol of Mystra and on another I had found gold signet ring emblazed with the symbol of Torm. I had also confirmed a Shar connection of some kind as the undead wielder of magic had in its possession a bone symbol of Shar. Upon the two male Human wielders I had found only components and what amounted to 32 pieces of gold. I had figured them to be part of a cult and I advised that we leave restore ourselves and return refreshed lest we overextend ourselves. Donavan seem ready to agree when suddenly Arrol had called out that we could not turn back that we must push on for lives were in danger.
Now how had that happened actually well after a little comparing of the force within him to that of Lord Z and a more than subtle rebuke by Arrol we were able to confirm with Alemore that not all of his companions had survived the retreat from the tomb and not only that but he recognized the ring and the medallion as belonging to his former companions. With that being established it seemed that Donavan was on board with Arrol and we decided to push on in the hope that we might be able to save the lives of the two Paladins one each of Torm and Tyr that Alemore knew had been left behind as well perhaps a Priestess of Mystra. At the time I was concerned for my own welfare and that of my companions but in truth I should have been more concerned about saving those who stood with the light from facing torture at the hands of the darkness.
We had continued out journey within the tomb and sadly the powers of whatever spell was guiding Arrol was of no help in guiding us directly but eventually we arrived at another intersection that branched off to the right and the left with some kind of altar directly ahead and more vines that seemed to frequent the tomb. It was decided to move to the left first but to keep an eye on the right as before we had been attacked from behind once we had moved to far in one direction but before Invelous could barely relate to us that the door was safe and unlocked it was opened and bursts of sound blasted out at us confounding some and wounding all.
In the room we could see what amounted to a torture chamber filled with cells and inside the room were two Ghasts, a Human Male Archer and a Human Male Priest of Shar. It was a fierce battle made even more fierce by the door other room across the hall opening and yet another beautiful Priestess of Shar along with an Undead wielder and a Human Rogue. I will admit there were tough moments but there was also someone who stood up and bravely carried on his duties like a true Warrior-Cleric and that was Donavan the Brave who against literally every foe at one time or another trying to destroy him had not only saved the life of Alemore but aided at one point or another several others as well all the while holding off the attacks coming from the Shar Clerics and as I have said literally every enemy that could take a shot at him. Of course with Donavan moving like a spirit possessed by the power of Mystra herself of course we prevailed. By the Seldarine we even managed with the aid of Krolis managed to take the Archer captive.
I had taken to the task of searching and gathering the bodies of those defeated into a central location while Invelous, Donavan, Krolis and Arrol had free the two lost Paladins of Tyr and Torm. I had passed the Wand of Curing to Krolis while I had been searching three chests and the bodies of those slain including a beautiful former priestess of Shar. Around whose beautiful neck I found a necklace that was imbued with minor alteration magic and truthfully her beauty was such that I almost cried as I had thought what Shar must have taken from such a beautiful woman to have turned her. Among the others I located two black magical maces and finally gold coins which brought our nonmagical haul from this first tome at 399 gold of which 32 we had already found. We had also located three keys on in each chest for while there had been a Paladin in each room in the one we had first entered there was something else that just lay their as if in wait. I had once again spoke of withdrawing as the last battle had literally depleted almost all of my magic and much of the Clerics healing ability leaving us with the quickly depleting Wand of Curing which had been further diminished by Krolis in healing the Paladins. I had been slighted but not quite angered but I had tried to tell myself I was concerning myself about the Associates welfare when in truth I had only been thinking of myself much to my shame.
I had been overridden for once again Arrol who seemed possessed informed us we must push on for the Priestess of Mystra was still somewhere within this tomb. Once again I had thought really why could the spell that seemed to be guiding him not make it just a little bit easier. I mean some of us had not even been involved in the darkness that had overshadowed them. Then again who was I kidding I had been complacent and perhaps borderline sinister in my effort to save my own skin and still profit from the whole encounter. Sadly I of all people should have known better and looking back it only I had been willing to do something about it I might have even been able to have saved many of the lives that had been lost for while greed was not my weakness mine was pleasure and the pleasure of acquiring more magic in all of its forms had almost cost me dearly.
I had been willing at the time although reluctant to continue on but alas a coalition had suddenly formed between the Paladins including Alemore, Krolis, Arrol and Naiem to destroy a vile evil creature that was still locked up in one of the cells for which we had a key. I will admit to my sorry and salvation that I did not convince Donavan and Invelous who chose to stand apart with me to face this evil as a unit for it had truly been laying in wait to be released and when it was it could not wait to cry havoc and set loose the dogs of war. I have to admit while I have often heard tales of evil I had never seen a more vile and Anilessa or nefarious creature as the Wight that they unleashed from that cage. I am not ashamed to admit as it had called out “Dinner” and I heard screams and howls from where Donavan, Invelous and I had stood apart I will swear while it was not a vision at the time it seemed like a foregone conclusion that that creature was coming for me and I was scared.
It was a shameful moment but one that was key to finally freeing me of a burden I have borne for decades. For while Donavan ran forward to aid the Associates as Invelous and I stayed behind suddenly the Wight had suddenly made its way out of the room and move behind Donavan and proceeding to attack him. I had looked at the Survivor Invelous and told myself that as I had been taught discretion was sometimes the better part of valor. I had thought had I not just told Donavan before he had rushed forward that a Paladins duty was to protect others and sometimes die so that others may live. Honestly if I had spoken those words around my Tan Vashar I would been lucky had he only slapped some sense into me. As it was Invelous and I ran for the entrance leaving our companions to face the evil that they had unleashed.
Why had I believed that I could out run the darkness instead of facing it matters not but my hubris knew no bounds and I had even taken the time to cast magic to decrease my size and transform into an Avariel or winged elf in my belief that I would be able to out maneuver the creature. I was of course wrong and my miscalculation almost cost me my life. When the creature had caught me I was desperate and part of me the darkness that lives in my soul tried to make a deal with the creature. Looking back at it there had been times even recently in the company of Donavan when he was not the Brave but the Destroyer and Arrol the former minion of Lord Z when if it would have saved my own life I would have casually taken the lives of any one of the Associates. In the past such actions had been considered but I had never been actually faced with or made to make such a choice.
Such was not the case when facing what could only be described as Wight Monk of incredible skill who caught me with ease and grappled me. I had made him an offer to serve him if he let me live to even aid him in defeating my companions. I will never forget his next words His breath foul and his voice filled dry yet firm he said “You will serve me alright as my minion forever!” It was in the moment that something inside me broke or shall I say was finally freed for suddenly my entire life flashed before my eyes and I saw all of my actions for what they had really been and what I had allowed myself to become and I screamed a cry of anguish and pain but mostly of failure. I fought with all that I had left and I know not how they did it but somehow the Associates came to my rescue and I awoke to Donavan standing above me holding the Wand of Curing and Alemore laying nearby being seen to by Krolis barely alive while the Anilessa Undead Wight finally laid to rest and destroyed.
I was healed and Alemore would be next and I knew what Arrol would say that we still needed to push on. It was also obvious that while we still needed to recover Invelous ever the Survivor and while Alemore had given his shield to Jarvis and we had loaned one of the magical maces to Neil and the other to Invelous fully equipped or Arrol had said we must continue. I had told Donavan that my higher level spells had been depleted and all of our wielders both magical and holy needed to rest to restore ourselves. He had seemed to consider my words but then I was made to eat my own words for Arrol had countered and told us that we could not turn back now for the Priestess of Mystra was still within this tome and without aid she would surly die.
It is often said that there is never any rest for the righteous and the words of Arrol had been what I had needed to hear to snap me out of my sudden melancholy for while when asked why I had ran I had lied and spoke of a vision I knew the truth I had ran to save my own skin. The time I knew had come to step up and while I might have my own issues with trust I would consider them all Athkaraye or friends of the Elves and act accordingly and while in the past and even recently I had not followed the code of the Seldarine and while I had always observed the ways of all the Seldarine I bid my former patron Erevan Ilesere the Trickster while asking his forgiveness and pledged myself to the patron of House Durothil and that of the Sun and Star Elves The Protector and Creator of the Elves Corellon Larethian. I of course had spoken the words aloud in Seldruin ancient tongue of my people while mentally I said goodbye to the path of the Rogue and prepared myself for the eventual way of the Warrior and eventually the path that my O’Su or Father had always hoped for my Nys Caspia and I, that of an Eldritch Knight. We had been inside this tome less than two hours and we had prevailed and more importantly we had all survived I would call that a victory and a good first step on the path to Valor and Glory I am sure my Tan Vashar would agree and somehow I just knew that my Nys Caspia had already gotten the message.
Caspian Thorn
The Real Deal Durothil
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Kythorn,20,----)6/20/---
I will admit it did not compare to the marvels of which the Elves are capable it was a work to be admired. For it seemed that a literal village had sprung up around what amounted to a massive dig site. For the record it was at least a mile wide and clearly more than a mile long. It appeared we had arrived at the dig site of the tombs which were had been told contained the Amulet of Light. Before we entered I said a silent prayer to all Seldarine for we were entering the High Moor former sight of the once great Elven Empire of Miyeritar former home of Dark and Wood Elves before the descent of the Drow became a reality. I will speak no more of the events that transpired that reduced a once great Empire into the ruin that it remains today but suffice to say I was not filled with pride.
As we had approached we were met by riders form the village and Donavan told them that we came seeking an audience with Mavel. We seemed to be expected and they soon escorted us in to center of the village. There was an Inn and standards of Mystra, Tyr, and Torm in abundance and could tell they were here with a purpose. Perhaps not the same one that we were dealing with but with the site being the former resting grounds of an ancient battle of which I was not speaking almost anything was possible. We were brought before Mavel who seemed to be a priest of Mystra and he was attended by a Paladin of Torm and a Paladin of Tyr and for the record I was pleased to be in the company of those who stood for the light. It reminded me of my older brother Vashar Durothil the Paladin of Corellon Larethian who was a Shanduriak or Major in the Elven Army who had literally taught me everything I knew about the code. Part of me was sad for I wondered with all that had happened to Caspian if a Paladin or for that matter my brother Vashar were to look at us would we appear pure and good.
I thankfully did not have time to dwell on such things for after Donavan had introduced us Mavel began to tell a tale of the four tombs and four keys or scarabs needed to unlock a final tomb. His tale included vile undead which included Mummies, Ghouls, and Wights. He spoke of powerful guardians which resided within each tomb perhaps loyal to the New Bane or now Cyric other evil Human deities as if Shar was not enough. Of course he had continued speaking of a possible Cult of unknown origin and perhaps even connections with the Underdark which might very well eventually involve the Drow. He had concluded with letting us know that they were staying at the site to be able to act as a backup which would be prepared to aid us with curses and diseases of which the Undead he had spoken of were known.
Mavel continued on speaking of the first tome of four that might be the easiest to begin our task after being prodded by Donavan. He had then let us know of another adventuring group that had entered the tomb recently which had barely escaped with their lives who had not been able to get past a door which had been coded in a obscure mystical language. Not only that but the runes had it seemed been carved upon the skulls of Giants. It would also seem that this adventuring group had been no match for the swarm of Undead that had literally overran them.
I have to admit as I looked back at my companions they did not look as eager as they once had before Mavel had started his little pep talk. I knew it was time to step up before everyone perhaps acquired the idea that perhaps it was time to step out. It was the type of thing for which I had been trained but that Caspian rarely cared enough to even mention. He preferred to live for the moment which sadly I knew could also it not watched carefully also lead to ruin.
So began a rousing session of pep talks regarding how we needed to approach the coming mission. I eventually after speaking with Donavan alone and letting him know that we would commit to this mission. I then invited the others and stated to them that I was a military veteran and I had been trained in the ways of war and I was prepared to work with everyone of the Associates to bring our group into a cohesive unit that would be able to endure the campaign ahead in order to eventually retrieve the Amulet of Light.
Of course I had spoken about the generations it might take to complete the campaign if necessary and advised the group to prepare any letters of intent as well as meeting at the Inn in the evening for a toast and a fine dinner which I knew could very well be our last. Don’t get me wrong I was not preparing to die just facing the facts and coming from a race who knew how to wage war over centuries I knew we needed to be prepared which meant that we could hold nothing back from each other if we planned to prevail.
This lead to me revealing the items of magic I had in my possession which we would be using to our missions benefit and me finding out the strengths and weaknesses of the Associates that I knew would be of value in setting up or formations. That’s right formations for every conceivable type of terrain a dungeon might offer as well as plans for situations involving being surrounded or cut off from each other. I reviewed the languages known by each member of our group as well devised names for our various formations. Everyone had someone they were to keep watch for and anyone who did not possess a healing potion was issued one from my own inventory in order to be in position to save someone if they fell and either of our two Clerics were unavailable or it they themselves were the ones that had fallen. We spend the entire day drilling and comparing notes on spells that might be necessary or that might aid us the best on what had now become our quest.
Our only setback I soon found dealt with the lack of magical weapons on the possession of my Associates. I agreed to memorize to spell to aid two of my companions who lacked magical weapons as Naiem and Arrol at times would be in the front ranks or in the back serving as front line combatants. We of course with the aid of my magic and the Paladins on site that neither of the swords in Naiem’s possession were magical and that one of the Longbows was actually evil which a friendly Priest of Mystra destroyed for us. Naiem was upset and still seemed sadly obsessed with the loss of what he called his Tyr sword. It was at that time I realized that it was time to start our preparations and training in earnest.
After the long day I realize that as I knew many of the Associates were chaotic we could still find a way for it to work. For I truly understood chaos and while I will admit I have paid the price I understand that sometime even chaos can be organized if one follows a code of honor, conduct or possess loyalty to ones faith or House. I am fortunate to possess all four although I will admit it is often difficult for Caspian to completely trust anyone which is something that I hope will one day change. So the day ended at the Inn where everyone could relax, sing, dance and be merry in order to remember why we sought the Amulet of Light by enjoying life.
That night was a restful one and I knew that we had an impressive task laid out for us but we were not alone we had the support of others and we merely needed to somehow gain trust in each other in order to not give the darkness a chance to find any weakness that it might try to use to break us. I was excited and eager and remembered the words of Bolora yet again as I entered my trance “Neither Beauty nor Vanity has bearing in the eye of the enemy.” I knew that she would be the rock upon which the foundation of our quest would stand. For I also realized if my other Associates realized it or not we were going to War against the darkness on the side of the Light.
As we had approached we were met by riders form the village and Donavan told them that we came seeking an audience with Mavel. We seemed to be expected and they soon escorted us in to center of the village. There was an Inn and standards of Mystra, Tyr, and Torm in abundance and could tell they were here with a purpose. Perhaps not the same one that we were dealing with but with the site being the former resting grounds of an ancient battle of which I was not speaking almost anything was possible. We were brought before Mavel who seemed to be a priest of Mystra and he was attended by a Paladin of Torm and a Paladin of Tyr and for the record I was pleased to be in the company of those who stood for the light. It reminded me of my older brother Vashar Durothil the Paladin of Corellon Larethian who was a Shanduriak or Major in the Elven Army who had literally taught me everything I knew about the code. Part of me was sad for I wondered with all that had happened to Caspian if a Paladin or for that matter my brother Vashar were to look at us would we appear pure and good.
I thankfully did not have time to dwell on such things for after Donavan had introduced us Mavel began to tell a tale of the four tombs and four keys or scarabs needed to unlock a final tomb. His tale included vile undead which included Mummies, Ghouls, and Wights. He spoke of powerful guardians which resided within each tomb perhaps loyal to the New Bane or now Cyric other evil Human deities as if Shar was not enough. Of course he had continued speaking of a possible Cult of unknown origin and perhaps even connections with the Underdark which might very well eventually involve the Drow. He had concluded with letting us know that they were staying at the site to be able to act as a backup which would be prepared to aid us with curses and diseases of which the Undead he had spoken of were known.
Mavel continued on speaking of the first tome of four that might be the easiest to begin our task after being prodded by Donavan. He had then let us know of another adventuring group that had entered the tomb recently which had barely escaped with their lives who had not been able to get past a door which had been coded in a obscure mystical language. Not only that but the runes had it seemed been carved upon the skulls of Giants. It would also seem that this adventuring group had been no match for the swarm of Undead that had literally overran them.
I have to admit as I looked back at my companions they did not look as eager as they once had before Mavel had started his little pep talk. I knew it was time to step up before everyone perhaps acquired the idea that perhaps it was time to step out. It was the type of thing for which I had been trained but that Caspian rarely cared enough to even mention. He preferred to live for the moment which sadly I knew could also it not watched carefully also lead to ruin.
So began a rousing session of pep talks regarding how we needed to approach the coming mission. I eventually after speaking with Donavan alone and letting him know that we would commit to this mission. I then invited the others and stated to them that I was a military veteran and I had been trained in the ways of war and I was prepared to work with everyone of the Associates to bring our group into a cohesive unit that would be able to endure the campaign ahead in order to eventually retrieve the Amulet of Light.
Of course I had spoken about the generations it might take to complete the campaign if necessary and advised the group to prepare any letters of intent as well as meeting at the Inn in the evening for a toast and a fine dinner which I knew could very well be our last. Don’t get me wrong I was not preparing to die just facing the facts and coming from a race who knew how to wage war over centuries I knew we needed to be prepared which meant that we could hold nothing back from each other if we planned to prevail.
This lead to me revealing the items of magic I had in my possession which we would be using to our missions benefit and me finding out the strengths and weaknesses of the Associates that I knew would be of value in setting up or formations. That’s right formations for every conceivable type of terrain a dungeon might offer as well as plans for situations involving being surrounded or cut off from each other. I reviewed the languages known by each member of our group as well devised names for our various formations. Everyone had someone they were to keep watch for and anyone who did not possess a healing potion was issued one from my own inventory in order to be in position to save someone if they fell and either of our two Clerics were unavailable or it they themselves were the ones that had fallen. We spend the entire day drilling and comparing notes on spells that might be necessary or that might aid us the best on what had now become our quest.
Our only setback I soon found dealt with the lack of magical weapons on the possession of my Associates. I agreed to memorize to spell to aid two of my companions who lacked magical weapons as Naiem and Arrol at times would be in the front ranks or in the back serving as front line combatants. We of course with the aid of my magic and the Paladins on site that neither of the swords in Naiem’s possession were magical and that one of the Longbows was actually evil which a friendly Priest of Mystra destroyed for us. Naiem was upset and still seemed sadly obsessed with the loss of what he called his Tyr sword. It was at that time I realized that it was time to start our preparations and training in earnest.
After the long day I realize that as I knew many of the Associates were chaotic we could still find a way for it to work. For I truly understood chaos and while I will admit I have paid the price I understand that sometime even chaos can be organized if one follows a code of honor, conduct or possess loyalty to ones faith or House. I am fortunate to possess all four although I will admit it is often difficult for Caspian to completely trust anyone which is something that I hope will one day change. So the day ended at the Inn where everyone could relax, sing, dance and be merry in order to remember why we sought the Amulet of Light by enjoying life.
That night was a restful one and I knew that we had an impressive task laid out for us but we were not alone we had the support of others and we merely needed to somehow gain trust in each other in order to not give the darkness a chance to find any weakness that it might try to use to break us. I was excited and eager and remembered the words of Bolora yet again as I entered my trance “Neither Beauty nor Vanity has bearing in the eye of the enemy.” I knew that she would be the rock upon which the foundation of our quest would stand. For I also realized if my other Associates realized it or not we were going to War against the darkness on the side of the Light.
Kythorn,19,----)6/19/---
According to Naiem we were only one day out from our destination within the Moors as I could verify by the map I had copied during our journey. To be honest the map had been so well made I doubt we would have been able to have not made the same time even with the aid of Naiem. I will admit I am always excited by the tasks that are set before me and this one a quest to seek an Amulet of Light would be no exception.
I had to admit there was much we still did not know but I felt confident that we would find out and I was willing to allow Donavan and Arrol to step up and aid us but I had also prepared to aid them as well for in common terms I would have been called a former Lieutenant but my time in the armed forces of the Elves had come to an end years in the past. I had only been a mere warrior before I had left Evermeet when I had been first trained in the sword and bow the weapons of our people. I knew even than that my path might head to the path of war but my spirit was unsettled. Perhaps it was in my blood as it was within many of the blessed and select few born with a tinge of the light or the dark within them. I had learned at an early age of the many Sun Elves who had made unforgivable mistakes and even those who had helped to ensure the protection of Evermeet.
Sadly I had also learned that it was not perfect and Caspian found it difficult to walk the path of the light but would not instead embrace the darkness but what he could and would do was live by the code perhaps he placed more value that “Love conquers all” but at least Caspian truly loves and if there is a saving grace that truly created me than did not let the hope and the love for others did than it was that. Perhaps one day the splintering of our psyche will right itself now that we are free of Savaras and on our journey to find the truth and our own path of redemption will be able to lead us to Glory.
That night passes without further fanfare or great detail but I excited that my proud Associates were still eager and prepared to face anything that the darkness had to throw at us and seemed truly ready to accept “Death before dishonor” indeed it was a night to rest well and dream of Caspia and even Hollyella who I realized that I loved and wished to one day redeem her as well and make her my wife if the future played out as I hoped and prayed to Hanali Celanil that it might.
I had to admit there was much we still did not know but I felt confident that we would find out and I was willing to allow Donavan and Arrol to step up and aid us but I had also prepared to aid them as well for in common terms I would have been called a former Lieutenant but my time in the armed forces of the Elves had come to an end years in the past. I had only been a mere warrior before I had left Evermeet when I had been first trained in the sword and bow the weapons of our people. I knew even than that my path might head to the path of war but my spirit was unsettled. Perhaps it was in my blood as it was within many of the blessed and select few born with a tinge of the light or the dark within them. I had learned at an early age of the many Sun Elves who had made unforgivable mistakes and even those who had helped to ensure the protection of Evermeet.
Sadly I had also learned that it was not perfect and Caspian found it difficult to walk the path of the light but would not instead embrace the darkness but what he could and would do was live by the code perhaps he placed more value that “Love conquers all” but at least Caspian truly loves and if there is a saving grace that truly created me than did not let the hope and the love for others did than it was that. Perhaps one day the splintering of our psyche will right itself now that we are free of Savaras and on our journey to find the truth and our own path of redemption will be able to lead us to Glory.
That night passes without further fanfare or great detail but I excited that my proud Associates were still eager and prepared to face anything that the darkness had to throw at us and seemed truly ready to accept “Death before dishonor” indeed it was a night to rest well and dream of Caspia and even Hollyella who I realized that I loved and wished to one day redeem her as well and make her my wife if the future played out as I hoped and prayed to Hanali Celanil that it might.
Monday, December 26, 2011
Kythorn,18,----)6/18/---
I had quickly fallen into a routine of mapping and cooking but mostly keeping my eyes open for the possible infiltration by the enemy. Now that the enemy had revealed itself and everyone was not of the belief that it needed to resisted and opposed at every turn we stood on a path which could only lead to victory and therefore honor for all.
Did that mean I did not still worry for the soul of Naiem of course I did but at least in the wild he was literally one with his environment but there still remained one mystery that worried me. A few days ago the others had spoken of an animal loyal to Naiem that no one had seen in days that both Naiem and his doppelganger had spoken of but that has still yet to make an appearance. I had even confirmed with Xavier loyal companion and best friend about the location of the reputed eagle but there had still been no sign. So to say I was worried would be to put it mildly and I prayed to Labelas Enoreth the Philosopher of the Seldarine for knowledge and guidance on how to lead Naiem back to the light of the Seldarine.
For the others they had their own deities to protect them and even two priests with which to seek guidance I would endeavor to assist them and hope that they were willing to be true to the quest upon which we had embarked for if I knew one thing if the Harpers were involved it was serious business indeed and by the noble standards as emulated by the Gold Dragon head upon the crest of my family House Durothil and our colors of purest yellow and white I would do my best to stand as a light in the darkness as well as do my best to remind Caspian of all that we needed to stand for.
Did that mean I did not still worry for the soul of Naiem of course I did but at least in the wild he was literally one with his environment but there still remained one mystery that worried me. A few days ago the others had spoken of an animal loyal to Naiem that no one had seen in days that both Naiem and his doppelganger had spoken of but that has still yet to make an appearance. I had even confirmed with Xavier loyal companion and best friend about the location of the reputed eagle but there had still been no sign. So to say I was worried would be to put it mildly and I prayed to Labelas Enoreth the Philosopher of the Seldarine for knowledge and guidance on how to lead Naiem back to the light of the Seldarine.
For the others they had their own deities to protect them and even two priests with which to seek guidance I would endeavor to assist them and hope that they were willing to be true to the quest upon which we had embarked for if I knew one thing if the Harpers were involved it was serious business indeed and by the noble standards as emulated by the Gold Dragon head upon the crest of my family House Durothil and our colors of purest yellow and white I would do my best to stand as a light in the darkness as well as do my best to remind Caspian of all that we needed to stand for.
Kythorn,17,----)6/17/---
Our next day of travel was an interesting one but it started off far different that our last ones for on the morning I offered to prepare a delicacy for my Associates. I took it upon myself to gather each of their rations and along with my considerable culinary skill and magic turned the normal stale tasting rations into a wonderful delight for the palate. I know it was only a little thing but it was a start. After the night we had suffered through before what with the burial of the other Naiem I figured a better meal to start the day was the least that I could do.
We would travel the day and make camp while I began contemplating the strengths and weakness of the Associates and began to realize just how daunting the take that lay before us might very well become. Either way a great evil cloud had settled over the Associates and if the Harpers themselves had felt this group was worthy of a chance then who was I to argue. I knew that Donavan was a priest driven to redeem himself and make up for past transgressions. While Arrol who after succumbing completely to the Dark Side of Shar I could tell even before I noticed the holy symbol of Torm the True Deity of the Humans that had glowed on his chest was a man trying to find his way back to the light. I was a daily battle he waged and the night before had been willing to risk his own life. I could admire them both for could I really say that Caspian would have been able to long resist if the gift they had offered had been money for spells instead of power.
Well it is perhaps then fortunate that while Caspian had wished to buy items of magic for his personal use I had managed to persuade him to purchase items that might very well help insure the survival of all of the Associates. Of course that left me with the directionless Ranger Naiem who I could see was perhaps more lost than I for he lacked even the knowledge that I possessed to realize that the actions I had been taking were close to crossing a line. Bolora was a wild card but I hoped as I had seen the night before one whose intentions were good and while I knew she was a wild one I could fondly remember something she had said to Caspian one night while they drank. She had been very direct exactly the way I respect and revere. She had told him “Neither Beauty nor Vanity has bearing in the eye of the enemy.” Truer words I believe have never been spoken more clearly and I while I know not where or how the Associates ever gained her loyalty I am thankful that they and I have.
Krolis is perhaps to new to really gain any insight but if his inclinations to destroy that which he perceived as evil and the quickness with which he was prepared to do it. I knew he needed to be watched for while I am not bound by law I do follow a code one that even Caspian is thankfully bound by as well. It is really quite simple and is composed of four parts; Death before dishonor, Love conquers all, Beauty is life and of course Never forget a debt. For while I adhere to all four parts of the code Caspian holds strongly to the last three parts with I hope will enable us to keep the darkness that is always within us at bay. Now Krolis a follower and priest of Gond might very well prove to be as unpredictable as the wonders constructed by his followers.
Which left me with the skilled and deadly killer disguised as rogue user of poison and who I knew was like Caspian willing to accept money to maintain a point of view Invelous. Don’t get me wrong even the Elven Army has those skilled in a similar vein to Invelous trust me I served with a number of them. If I learned anything it was as Invelous had plainly stated before there had to be those willing to make the sacrifices for the greater good. There had to be those who lived on the fringe who while they might never be worthy of living with the righteous it was the job to prepared to and often even seek out those who would destroy their home. The darkness had tried a plan of deception and stealth but it was not match for the skills of Invelous the Survivor. My faith in him remained for he had risked his own life to once save Naiem when for a moment even my enemy Mister Thorn had been willing to place a dagger in his eye if he felt it would protect us. In truth I owe a debt to Invelous as well and I begin to understand just what the former native of Halruaa named Kal’Rath Alet’tar has seen in him.
I made dinner that evening and also informed the other to be aware that during second watch I would be an extra set of eyes prepared to give aid as well as show quarter as would be expected of one stood with the light. It was a start and a good beginning but I knew if the Associates were to ever become a unit we had a lot of work to do.
We would travel the day and make camp while I began contemplating the strengths and weakness of the Associates and began to realize just how daunting the take that lay before us might very well become. Either way a great evil cloud had settled over the Associates and if the Harpers themselves had felt this group was worthy of a chance then who was I to argue. I knew that Donavan was a priest driven to redeem himself and make up for past transgressions. While Arrol who after succumbing completely to the Dark Side of Shar I could tell even before I noticed the holy symbol of Torm the True Deity of the Humans that had glowed on his chest was a man trying to find his way back to the light. I was a daily battle he waged and the night before had been willing to risk his own life. I could admire them both for could I really say that Caspian would have been able to long resist if the gift they had offered had been money for spells instead of power.
Well it is perhaps then fortunate that while Caspian had wished to buy items of magic for his personal use I had managed to persuade him to purchase items that might very well help insure the survival of all of the Associates. Of course that left me with the directionless Ranger Naiem who I could see was perhaps more lost than I for he lacked even the knowledge that I possessed to realize that the actions I had been taking were close to crossing a line. Bolora was a wild card but I hoped as I had seen the night before one whose intentions were good and while I knew she was a wild one I could fondly remember something she had said to Caspian one night while they drank. She had been very direct exactly the way I respect and revere. She had told him “Neither Beauty nor Vanity has bearing in the eye of the enemy.” Truer words I believe have never been spoken more clearly and I while I know not where or how the Associates ever gained her loyalty I am thankful that they and I have.
Krolis is perhaps to new to really gain any insight but if his inclinations to destroy that which he perceived as evil and the quickness with which he was prepared to do it. I knew he needed to be watched for while I am not bound by law I do follow a code one that even Caspian is thankfully bound by as well. It is really quite simple and is composed of four parts; Death before dishonor, Love conquers all, Beauty is life and of course Never forget a debt. For while I adhere to all four parts of the code Caspian holds strongly to the last three parts with I hope will enable us to keep the darkness that is always within us at bay. Now Krolis a follower and priest of Gond might very well prove to be as unpredictable as the wonders constructed by his followers.
Which left me with the skilled and deadly killer disguised as rogue user of poison and who I knew was like Caspian willing to accept money to maintain a point of view Invelous. Don’t get me wrong even the Elven Army has those skilled in a similar vein to Invelous trust me I served with a number of them. If I learned anything it was as Invelous had plainly stated before there had to be those willing to make the sacrifices for the greater good. There had to be those who lived on the fringe who while they might never be worthy of living with the righteous it was the job to prepared to and often even seek out those who would destroy their home. The darkness had tried a plan of deception and stealth but it was not match for the skills of Invelous the Survivor. My faith in him remained for he had risked his own life to once save Naiem when for a moment even my enemy Mister Thorn had been willing to place a dagger in his eye if he felt it would protect us. In truth I owe a debt to Invelous as well and I begin to understand just what the former native of Halruaa named Kal’Rath Alet’tar has seen in him.
I made dinner that evening and also informed the other to be aware that during second watch I would be an extra set of eyes prepared to give aid as well as show quarter as would be expected of one stood with the light. It was a start and a good beginning but I knew if the Associates were to ever become a unit we had a lot of work to do.
Kythorn,16,----)6/16/---
What began as yet another boring day on the path to the what fate had laid before Donavan and Arrol with the rest of use as Associates in arms I spent most of my day thinking of ways to convince the band after this mission was ever over to explore a few interesting places on the world perhaps first Aglarond followed by Halruaa and finally on the even more exotic places like Kara-Tura, Maztica and finally Zakhara.
I had to admit my desire to see and even eventually see to the construction of gates to each of those locations to an obscure location I would one day build which would serve as my wilderness fortress often kept my mind busy. Of course perhaps centuries in the future I have always believed you have to always have a plan. Granted you can’t always plan for everything such is the concept of chaos theory so often I just plan for the worst but even then the limits of my power often still make that difficult which might actually what has led to me being what some might call unstable. Which I have found as Savaras taught both Caspia and I to remain unpredictable is to remain alive.
That night did not pass uneventfully for on the second watch on a night that was filled with starlight and yet another cold camp. Then again things did not stay cold one might say they heated up quite a bit. I was meditating during second watch not quite in a trance but to all intents and purposes it would look like it when the night’s excitement started.
Naiem and Invelous were walking around the camp when suddenly Naiem walked off and Invelous called out to him to inquire what was going on as he followed him. What followed was a quick combat where Naiem had turned upon him and using poison Invelous had rendered him helpless. He then commended to drag him back into camp and tie him up. Just as he had finished the task another Naiem came out of the forest from the opposite direction and said and I quote “What are you doing with myself!” I will admit I might have let them know I was conscious at that point and were it not for Naiem’s odd reaction. As it suddenly caused me to doubt the identity of the other Naiem or for that matter if it was a dark duplicate that Naiem had been keeping hidden from us the entire time and he also possessed a dark secret. Perhaps some remnant of their time on the Plane of Shadow but I could not be sure so I stayed at the ready as waited for the situation to unfold.
I will admit to parts of the story regarding the dark legacy that seems to be stalking the Associates seems both dire and confusing and I may need more time to confirm all of the facts. Suffice to say things with the Associates are not obviously as they would seem would be an understatement. For any who might now or in the future doubt me merely ask the temples of Mystra or Selene of Waterdeep. But back to our other Naiem who after everyone had been woken and had began to question the identity of the other Naiem while I rested I thought to myself I might have to actually get up.
I had to get up after all for within moments after Donavan had ten minutes to pray and prepare he cast a spell to enable himself to determine who of the two Naiem’s were telling the truth. Now let me say this for awhile there Invelous and Naiem almost came to blows and after Donavan told us that the tied up Naiem was the one resisting all bets were off for him. Of course the interesting thing about the situation was the fact that the each possessed all of the same items and even seemed to possess the same exact memories. It was obvious to me whoever had planned this infiltration was leaving nothing to chance and perhaps only the quickness of Invelous had prevented the Associated from being infiltrated. I had tried thinking to the other Naiem to see if he was going to attempt to contact me via my mind for otherwise I felt for sure that our newest associate Krolis was going to end his life.
There was soon talk of just killing him, tying up the other Naiem or even letting there be a fight it out to the death. All of which seemed interesting to be honest but finally Krolis and perhaps our Naiem took matters into their own hands and attempted to take his life. It was then that something very odd happened for suddenly Arrol jumped in-between them and moved into a martial pose and defended them away from their prey. It was not until finally Bolora became involved and wrestled him away that between Krolis and Naiem he was finished. At least he did not die tied up for Donavan had managed to slip in-between the combatants and release the other Naiem so he at least stood a chance. Not that I am saying it was much of a chance but it was better than just being slaughtered like a dog. After the death of possible imposter Donavan looked on with regret while Arrol screamed grabbed his chest and fell to the ground.
Perhaps I should step back a moment for in reality before the mortal combat had began I blame Donavan the Reformed really for Arrol had tried to convince us to time him up and take him back three days to the nearest camp friendly to Waterdeep. Of course Donavan refused and had countered with leaving him tied up to slip his ropes at another date and perhaps come after us again with a better plan. Hell Invelous had even offered to do finish the job right then or even afterward if necessary. I will say this I don’t call him Invelous the Survivor for nothing. In truth I was thinking of my sister Caspia’s warning and hoping when Invelous decided it was time to save his life I was wise enough to follow him.
We had at that time started to talk and I had risen now that a decision had finally been made and the Naiem who we believed was ours was alive. Not that it was not close for believe it or not as I had anticipated for a moment in the wild melee it was hard to tell which Naiem was which but such is the inherent chaos of the world I always say and only when the other Naiem began to rifle through the items of his doppelganger did I rise and finally begin to realize that enough was enough. So I had rose and not wishing to be near Naiem and his doppelgangers body I asked if anyone could move it near me so that it would be away from our Naiem. Krolis did so and I waited for Naiem to make a move and when he did I stunned him with my Wand of Color Spray.
I apologized of course but I wanted to examine the body myself without interruption and while I had already used my Wand of Detect magic at the insistence of Arrol to prove that their magic they possessed seemed identical I wanted to further examine them and confirm what Xavier had told me that they even smelled the same. Once I was sure that whatever had lay before me was either an alternate reality version of Naiem or perfectly created magical copy and not some creature I rose and spoke to the others in a joking manner speaking of the rabbit bone that was in both of the pockets of our two copies and made a joke about if we had known someone was going to go to so much work we should have give Naiem all of our equipment before we turned in for the night.
Perhaps it was the stern rebuke of Arrol at our callous actions after a death without reason that could have been prevented but suddenly I realized the evil in my past actions and where normally it might not bother me especially since I had been travelling with the Associates for some reason it did and I no longer felt comfortable in my own skin and I knew what I needed to do. If we were truly going to embrace the path of the light then it was time to embrace that side of myself that was truest to my noble heritage which I called Kas the Generous.
Finally I had risen from my long slumber where I had been buried when Caspian felt that my voice would have only accelerated our demise but now that the light was shining upon the Associates I felt finally that I might speak and my voice would not bring about my own doom. Finally the voice of Kas would be heard and if I had heard correctly at least two of my proud reformed Associates would stand with me against the darkness that threatened us it seemed almost at every turn. I realized I definitely had my work cut out for me. Well let us just say that Artuliak Kas of the Elven Army was ready to serve and sustain.
I had to admit my desire to see and even eventually see to the construction of gates to each of those locations to an obscure location I would one day build which would serve as my wilderness fortress often kept my mind busy. Of course perhaps centuries in the future I have always believed you have to always have a plan. Granted you can’t always plan for everything such is the concept of chaos theory so often I just plan for the worst but even then the limits of my power often still make that difficult which might actually what has led to me being what some might call unstable. Which I have found as Savaras taught both Caspia and I to remain unpredictable is to remain alive.
That night did not pass uneventfully for on the second watch on a night that was filled with starlight and yet another cold camp. Then again things did not stay cold one might say they heated up quite a bit. I was meditating during second watch not quite in a trance but to all intents and purposes it would look like it when the night’s excitement started.
Naiem and Invelous were walking around the camp when suddenly Naiem walked off and Invelous called out to him to inquire what was going on as he followed him. What followed was a quick combat where Naiem had turned upon him and using poison Invelous had rendered him helpless. He then commended to drag him back into camp and tie him up. Just as he had finished the task another Naiem came out of the forest from the opposite direction and said and I quote “What are you doing with myself!” I will admit I might have let them know I was conscious at that point and were it not for Naiem’s odd reaction. As it suddenly caused me to doubt the identity of the other Naiem or for that matter if it was a dark duplicate that Naiem had been keeping hidden from us the entire time and he also possessed a dark secret. Perhaps some remnant of their time on the Plane of Shadow but I could not be sure so I stayed at the ready as waited for the situation to unfold.
I will admit to parts of the story regarding the dark legacy that seems to be stalking the Associates seems both dire and confusing and I may need more time to confirm all of the facts. Suffice to say things with the Associates are not obviously as they would seem would be an understatement. For any who might now or in the future doubt me merely ask the temples of Mystra or Selene of Waterdeep. But back to our other Naiem who after everyone had been woken and had began to question the identity of the other Naiem while I rested I thought to myself I might have to actually get up.
I had to get up after all for within moments after Donavan had ten minutes to pray and prepare he cast a spell to enable himself to determine who of the two Naiem’s were telling the truth. Now let me say this for awhile there Invelous and Naiem almost came to blows and after Donavan told us that the tied up Naiem was the one resisting all bets were off for him. Of course the interesting thing about the situation was the fact that the each possessed all of the same items and even seemed to possess the same exact memories. It was obvious to me whoever had planned this infiltration was leaving nothing to chance and perhaps only the quickness of Invelous had prevented the Associated from being infiltrated. I had tried thinking to the other Naiem to see if he was going to attempt to contact me via my mind for otherwise I felt for sure that our newest associate Krolis was going to end his life.
There was soon talk of just killing him, tying up the other Naiem or even letting there be a fight it out to the death. All of which seemed interesting to be honest but finally Krolis and perhaps our Naiem took matters into their own hands and attempted to take his life. It was then that something very odd happened for suddenly Arrol jumped in-between them and moved into a martial pose and defended them away from their prey. It was not until finally Bolora became involved and wrestled him away that between Krolis and Naiem he was finished. At least he did not die tied up for Donavan had managed to slip in-between the combatants and release the other Naiem so he at least stood a chance. Not that I am saying it was much of a chance but it was better than just being slaughtered like a dog. After the death of possible imposter Donavan looked on with regret while Arrol screamed grabbed his chest and fell to the ground.
Perhaps I should step back a moment for in reality before the mortal combat had began I blame Donavan the Reformed really for Arrol had tried to convince us to time him up and take him back three days to the nearest camp friendly to Waterdeep. Of course Donavan refused and had countered with leaving him tied up to slip his ropes at another date and perhaps come after us again with a better plan. Hell Invelous had even offered to do finish the job right then or even afterward if necessary. I will say this I don’t call him Invelous the Survivor for nothing. In truth I was thinking of my sister Caspia’s warning and hoping when Invelous decided it was time to save his life I was wise enough to follow him.
We had at that time started to talk and I had risen now that a decision had finally been made and the Naiem who we believed was ours was alive. Not that it was not close for believe it or not as I had anticipated for a moment in the wild melee it was hard to tell which Naiem was which but such is the inherent chaos of the world I always say and only when the other Naiem began to rifle through the items of his doppelganger did I rise and finally begin to realize that enough was enough. So I had rose and not wishing to be near Naiem and his doppelgangers body I asked if anyone could move it near me so that it would be away from our Naiem. Krolis did so and I waited for Naiem to make a move and when he did I stunned him with my Wand of Color Spray.
I apologized of course but I wanted to examine the body myself without interruption and while I had already used my Wand of Detect magic at the insistence of Arrol to prove that their magic they possessed seemed identical I wanted to further examine them and confirm what Xavier had told me that they even smelled the same. Once I was sure that whatever had lay before me was either an alternate reality version of Naiem or perfectly created magical copy and not some creature I rose and spoke to the others in a joking manner speaking of the rabbit bone that was in both of the pockets of our two copies and made a joke about if we had known someone was going to go to so much work we should have give Naiem all of our equipment before we turned in for the night.
Perhaps it was the stern rebuke of Arrol at our callous actions after a death without reason that could have been prevented but suddenly I realized the evil in my past actions and where normally it might not bother me especially since I had been travelling with the Associates for some reason it did and I no longer felt comfortable in my own skin and I knew what I needed to do. If we were truly going to embrace the path of the light then it was time to embrace that side of myself that was truest to my noble heritage which I called Kas the Generous.
Finally I had risen from my long slumber where I had been buried when Caspian felt that my voice would have only accelerated our demise but now that the light was shining upon the Associates I felt finally that I might speak and my voice would not bring about my own doom. Finally the voice of Kas would be heard and if I had heard correctly at least two of my proud reformed Associates would stand with me against the darkness that threatened us it seemed almost at every turn. I realized I definitely had my work cut out for me. Well let us just say that Artuliak Kas of the Elven Army was ready to serve and sustain.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Kythorn,15,----)6/15/---
Another day filled with sketching and mapping with the only thing really exciting happening was interesting information coming from Donavan and a literal ghost story told by Arrol. It seemed that I was not the only one who had trust issues it would seem. For as Donavan had hidden from his fellow Associates so had Arrol and he both hidden the events that had led to Niam being possessed by a Shadow Amulet dedicated to Shar.
To being during dinner Donavan had shared with us that we were on a mission to acquire and amulet called the Amulet of Light which could be used to destroy the power of darkness. Not only that he informed us we were heading for crypts where we would have to acquire different items from various crypts in order to access and perhaps even assemble the said amulet. Not only that but we might very well encounter Barbarian Tribes that we were as he had been instructed to attempt to at all cost avoid hostile contact. I could perhaps say more on the matter but I had chosen to not share any of my words with my Associates.
Donavan of all my companions had decided to inquire into my silence and I did to answer him without offending him. I basically told him the truth I am a loving, flirtatious and fun loving Sun Elf and that he and the rest of the Associates were basically cramping my style. I continued to inform him that I could chose to hold my tongue and would continue to do so until I found something that regardless of how I said it would be important enough to involve someone’s life so that they would care less about how I said what I felt I needed to say. There was really nothing more really between us to say on the matter after that.
Arrol also chose that night to tell us the story of Lord Z and of his temptation and eventual corruption by Shar. To make a long story short he informed us of that during time the Associates stopped the ritual a number of important things had happened. First in order to stop the ritual Donavan had been required to attempt to channel the dark energies that were being summoned away from their intended targets being the children. Now it would seem they were using a number of mystical rune stones to channel the power and while Donavan had been preparing to make his attempt and perhaps even sacrifice his life a Paladin of Tyr who had travelled with them offered to make the sacrifice for the children in his stead. Somehow both Invelous and Niam were drawn into the stones into the very plane of Shadow. Arrol while Donavan was still in his preparation to redirect the dark magics had said that he would save them. It would seem that once on the other side they had encountered shadow versions of the remaining members of the Shar cell up had attacked them once they entered. It was at that time it seemed that a dark force not doubt Lord Z had been offering to take them back to the world if they allowed him to share their body. It seemed that Invelous even near death would not take the deal and Niam even managed to resist the pull of the Shadow Lord Z. Arrol on the other hand felt he could make the deal and then manage to control Lord Z since his friends lives were in danger so he made the sacrifice. Looking back in a way the same could be said for Donavan for in taking in the dark magics he had only hoped to save the children not have those very energies he had consumed exert the will of Shar over him and force him to destroy the Paladin of Tyr and any other witnesses that he felt might betray him.
Arrol had also included the existence of a amulet of darkness that had somehow come into the possession of Niam which may have been effecting him subtly without his notice. He and alluded to a time when Niam had lost control of himself and had to be subdued. If that were not enough I was beginning to believe that the holy sword of Tyr that Niam had begun to claim as his own was a sign of a much bigger problem one that I would have to keep an eye on lest I just stand by and watch the greed overtake him. I realized that he was in a more serious predicament than he may have realized for while I will admit I like most Sun Elves worship all of the Seldarine my patron just happens to be Erevan Ilesere and it made wonder if Niam realized that if he did pledge himself to some Deity then if he were to ever die his spirit could go to any Deity who had a claim and might even make it impossible for even the most powerful of magics to claim. If he was not careful he just mind up being a Demon Lord’s or Devil Prince’s pawn.
I had to admit it was a rough situation and if they had been Elf children perhaps I might have been willing to make a similar sacrifice. On the other had to hurl myself to another plane to attempt to save people who had gotten themselves trapped once again if the Elves. So even I have to admit that both the intentions of Donavan and Arrol were good and sadly that was their problem they tried to resist the temptation when in reality I have found to even to attempt such a thing only sets up disaster. Trust me I know I have studied the mistakes of many lost cultures and they almost all say the same thing. When you trust in the power of another more than yourself or allow greed to consume it does exactly that I only have to look at the Drow the former traitors or dhaerow as they were once known. I realize that then as now not all Drow were bad but let’s just put it this way when Corellon Larethian had to become directly involved it should have taught all the races a lesson. Sadly the to the Elves shame we do not speak of our greatest failure which almost claimed with the Drow the Sun Elves as well. I pity those who do not study history which is often when prefer to look to the future and the next good time.
That rest of the night passes uneventfully which I felt was odd considering but then again we so far had remained lucky. It was I felt only a matter of time but either way I was prepared and on guard and my wand and my sword were as I had learned in the military at the ready.
To being during dinner Donavan had shared with us that we were on a mission to acquire and amulet called the Amulet of Light which could be used to destroy the power of darkness. Not only that he informed us we were heading for crypts where we would have to acquire different items from various crypts in order to access and perhaps even assemble the said amulet. Not only that but we might very well encounter Barbarian Tribes that we were as he had been instructed to attempt to at all cost avoid hostile contact. I could perhaps say more on the matter but I had chosen to not share any of my words with my Associates.
Donavan of all my companions had decided to inquire into my silence and I did to answer him without offending him. I basically told him the truth I am a loving, flirtatious and fun loving Sun Elf and that he and the rest of the Associates were basically cramping my style. I continued to inform him that I could chose to hold my tongue and would continue to do so until I found something that regardless of how I said it would be important enough to involve someone’s life so that they would care less about how I said what I felt I needed to say. There was really nothing more really between us to say on the matter after that.
Arrol also chose that night to tell us the story of Lord Z and of his temptation and eventual corruption by Shar. To make a long story short he informed us of that during time the Associates stopped the ritual a number of important things had happened. First in order to stop the ritual Donavan had been required to attempt to channel the dark energies that were being summoned away from their intended targets being the children. Now it would seem they were using a number of mystical rune stones to channel the power and while Donavan had been preparing to make his attempt and perhaps even sacrifice his life a Paladin of Tyr who had travelled with them offered to make the sacrifice for the children in his stead. Somehow both Invelous and Niam were drawn into the stones into the very plane of Shadow. Arrol while Donavan was still in his preparation to redirect the dark magics had said that he would save them. It would seem that once on the other side they had encountered shadow versions of the remaining members of the Shar cell up had attacked them once they entered. It was at that time it seemed that a dark force not doubt Lord Z had been offering to take them back to the world if they allowed him to share their body. It seemed that Invelous even near death would not take the deal and Niam even managed to resist the pull of the Shadow Lord Z. Arrol on the other hand felt he could make the deal and then manage to control Lord Z since his friends lives were in danger so he made the sacrifice. Looking back in a way the same could be said for Donavan for in taking in the dark magics he had only hoped to save the children not have those very energies he had consumed exert the will of Shar over him and force him to destroy the Paladin of Tyr and any other witnesses that he felt might betray him.
Arrol had also included the existence of a amulet of darkness that had somehow come into the possession of Niam which may have been effecting him subtly without his notice. He and alluded to a time when Niam had lost control of himself and had to be subdued. If that were not enough I was beginning to believe that the holy sword of Tyr that Niam had begun to claim as his own was a sign of a much bigger problem one that I would have to keep an eye on lest I just stand by and watch the greed overtake him. I realized that he was in a more serious predicament than he may have realized for while I will admit I like most Sun Elves worship all of the Seldarine my patron just happens to be Erevan Ilesere and it made wonder if Niam realized that if he did pledge himself to some Deity then if he were to ever die his spirit could go to any Deity who had a claim and might even make it impossible for even the most powerful of magics to claim. If he was not careful he just mind up being a Demon Lord’s or Devil Prince’s pawn.
I had to admit it was a rough situation and if they had been Elf children perhaps I might have been willing to make a similar sacrifice. On the other had to hurl myself to another plane to attempt to save people who had gotten themselves trapped once again if the Elves. So even I have to admit that both the intentions of Donavan and Arrol were good and sadly that was their problem they tried to resist the temptation when in reality I have found to even to attempt such a thing only sets up disaster. Trust me I know I have studied the mistakes of many lost cultures and they almost all say the same thing. When you trust in the power of another more than yourself or allow greed to consume it does exactly that I only have to look at the Drow the former traitors or dhaerow as they were once known. I realize that then as now not all Drow were bad but let’s just put it this way when Corellon Larethian had to become directly involved it should have taught all the races a lesson. Sadly the to the Elves shame we do not speak of our greatest failure which almost claimed with the Drow the Sun Elves as well. I pity those who do not study history which is often when prefer to look to the future and the next good time.
That rest of the night passes uneventfully which I felt was odd considering but then again we so far had remained lucky. It was I felt only a matter of time but either way I was prepared and on guard and my wand and my sword were as I had learned in the military at the ready.
Kythorn,14,----)6/14/---
It seemed even without being guarded by the powers of Lord Z we could still have a good night’s sleep in the wilderness. The only welcome difference of course was the welcome sound of nature. Don’t get me wrong just because I like to be clean and proper on occasion I am still and Elf and in the wilderness or in the city I feel comfortable. Now bored out of my mind perhaps but comfortable which actually was a very small comfort when you really think about it.
During a day filled watching Niam hunt as we travelled which left us eating rations as Donavan was a slave driver was not lost on me. So while he had fresh meat I had to deal with magically flavored reconstituted ration stew. Don’t get me wrong it was excellent but do you think I shared any with the others nope I did not as they did not deserve the pleasure of eating my cooking and it was not my fault that between Donavan and Arrol they could be nicknamed the Temple Wreckers. Now that would be a good name for an adventuring company but I figured I would stick with the Associates instead as I could find more impressive introduction lines regarding the Associates.
That night during first watch I had also found the time to discuss the Seldarine with Niam and I found out that in reality he was one of the lost tribe. A member of a band of Wild Elves who had truly went native during the Retreat to Evermeet. It was a sad to have found yet another Elf who had lost his way but I also realized it might take a great deal of time before he learned to abandon the ways of the Humans and their Greed. I hoped that it did not get him killed before he had time to see the light of the Seldarine. During my rest period that night I said a prayer to Rillifane Rallathil the Elven God of Nature and asked him to look out for us and let our aim be sure and true.
During a day filled watching Niam hunt as we travelled which left us eating rations as Donavan was a slave driver was not lost on me. So while he had fresh meat I had to deal with magically flavored reconstituted ration stew. Don’t get me wrong it was excellent but do you think I shared any with the others nope I did not as they did not deserve the pleasure of eating my cooking and it was not my fault that between Donavan and Arrol they could be nicknamed the Temple Wreckers. Now that would be a good name for an adventuring company but I figured I would stick with the Associates instead as I could find more impressive introduction lines regarding the Associates.
That night during first watch I had also found the time to discuss the Seldarine with Niam and I found out that in reality he was one of the lost tribe. A member of a band of Wild Elves who had truly went native during the Retreat to Evermeet. It was a sad to have found yet another Elf who had lost his way but I also realized it might take a great deal of time before he learned to abandon the ways of the Humans and their Greed. I hoped that it did not get him killed before he had time to see the light of the Seldarine. During my rest period that night I said a prayer to Rillifane Rallathil the Elven God of Nature and asked him to look out for us and let our aim be sure and true.
Kythorn,13,----)6/13/---
I awoke at dawn once again to the see Xavier looking at me as if he might very well say are we really going on this mission. I actually laughed a bit as I began my normal routine which would take an extra hour that morning as I was planning to change spell as we were soon to be on the road and out into the wilderness. To start while my new items as well as my magical backpack were now cloaked from magical detection something I felt always wise to do when staying in an Inn even if its name was the Safe Haven. Now of course I would have to start dealing with the issue that would start to occur after the fourth day of our journey. That was of course the time the magical shields would start to fail and would need to be restored.
It was quite surprising to see all of the Associates awake and already downstairs eating and ready to travel. What happened next was I felt a blessing from Erevan Ilesere for even as we had all sat together for breakfast and were discussing the reduction in our number but someone would arrive at our table looking to possibly join us. The new arrival was a big and burley Human who stood around six feet four and had to weight over two hundred and forty pounds honestly to look at him I would be hard pressed to lift him. He wore proudly a holy symbol of Gond a Human Deity of Craftsmen and Craftswomen and was named Krolis. Donavan informed we were headed for the Moors to investigate some ruins seven days south. Oddly he seemed to be perhaps a warrior if the massive Warhammer was any indication but when asked by Donavan about his skills he had boldly answered a Fighter or a Healer whatever you might need. Interesting I had thought but then again no one else seemed to mind a new addition and even seemed to welcome him I guess shamed Clerics like Donavan and dismissed Wizards like Arrol could not really be choosers.
So on foot and believe it or not we moved out on foot and believe me I had considered summoning a horse but I was did not plan on going out of my way to stick out. I would leave that to Donavan, Arrol and our newcomer Krolis. I also decided I would dwell within my own mind for in truth among the others I did not truly find companionship. Don’t get me wrong I was more than willing to show them loving and kindness since I did not have to trust them to do that but what were they doing for me. Nothing that’s what absolutely nothing and I could already feel the boredom of the trail setting in so I used the time to observe our journey and sketch while making my own map just in case.
We would make camp that night after twelve hours of travel and we would also set three watches. Arrol, Krolis, Niam, and I on the First, Niam and Invelous on the Second, and finally Bolora and Donavan on the Third watch. In reality they had seemed to forget that Niam was a non casting Elf so could technically take two watches but I did not. Also in reality unless I needed to rememorize any spells I had cast the night before I still only needed four hours rest. So in reality I was actually on the second watch as well with Xavier on the third while I slept just in case something were to happen and my dear Associates neglect to wake me. Like I have said before I did not really trust them but I vowed to try and find out what was the issue with the greed that seemed to possess Niam.
It was quite surprising to see all of the Associates awake and already downstairs eating and ready to travel. What happened next was I felt a blessing from Erevan Ilesere for even as we had all sat together for breakfast and were discussing the reduction in our number but someone would arrive at our table looking to possibly join us. The new arrival was a big and burley Human who stood around six feet four and had to weight over two hundred and forty pounds honestly to look at him I would be hard pressed to lift him. He wore proudly a holy symbol of Gond a Human Deity of Craftsmen and Craftswomen and was named Krolis. Donavan informed we were headed for the Moors to investigate some ruins seven days south. Oddly he seemed to be perhaps a warrior if the massive Warhammer was any indication but when asked by Donavan about his skills he had boldly answered a Fighter or a Healer whatever you might need. Interesting I had thought but then again no one else seemed to mind a new addition and even seemed to welcome him I guess shamed Clerics like Donavan and dismissed Wizards like Arrol could not really be choosers.
So on foot and believe it or not we moved out on foot and believe me I had considered summoning a horse but I was did not plan on going out of my way to stick out. I would leave that to Donavan, Arrol and our newcomer Krolis. I also decided I would dwell within my own mind for in truth among the others I did not truly find companionship. Don’t get me wrong I was more than willing to show them loving and kindness since I did not have to trust them to do that but what were they doing for me. Nothing that’s what absolutely nothing and I could already feel the boredom of the trail setting in so I used the time to observe our journey and sketch while making my own map just in case.
We would make camp that night after twelve hours of travel and we would also set three watches. Arrol, Krolis, Niam, and I on the First, Niam and Invelous on the Second, and finally Bolora and Donavan on the Third watch. In reality they had seemed to forget that Niam was a non casting Elf so could technically take two watches but I did not. Also in reality unless I needed to rememorize any spells I had cast the night before I still only needed four hours rest. So in reality I was actually on the second watch as well with Xavier on the third while I slept just in case something were to happen and my dear Associates neglect to wake me. Like I have said before I did not really trust them but I vowed to try and find out what was the issue with the greed that seemed to possess Niam.
Kythorn,12,----)6/12/---
Then next morning I awoke at dawn with my plan set in place I would head to the Pantheon Temple of the Seldarine for I had a High Priest of Corellon Larethian and his quite attractive daughter to see. Quite the beautiful apprentice if I do say so myself and to be honest I knew I would find it truly hard to keep my mind on the matters at hand after I had arrived. But then again I was one of the fortunate ones really and a former member of the Seldarine Espionage Division. A former Artuliak or Lieutenant actually in the common tongue but I had already done my active four years of service and let us just say the rest is classified and leave it at that for now.
I arrived at the Pantheon and noticed that I of course had already been replaced but that also meant that the person sitting at the desk was none other than to my good fortune Caspia. I was thankful that she was able to slip away for a little break for using our own personal language to fill out my report was a much more enjoyable endeavor than having to write it all down. Caspia had told me that she had heard of the strange events happening around the Temples of Selene and Mystra and had obviously hoped that I was not involved.
I reality I was able to and I of course held nothing back from Caspia as we each had memorized spells to read each other’s thoughts which was a requirement of Savaras of course. Where Savaras was at the time was anyone’s guess but we still had a job to do and in the end our efforts were to aid the Seldarine well that and increase our own power of course. I wish things could have as smoothly for the rest of the day but alas I still had to make a report and requisition supplies for the coming mission.
Well perhaps it’s a good thing I am in reality a noble of rank but sadly not privilege as that was a right I had given up when I left Evermeet so many decades before. Suffice to say I had to deal with everything I needed being marked up in price as for the moment it had literally nothing to do directly with the fate of the Seldarine. So while I had budgeted for a number of impressive items to bring along I had to forgo the Mobile Brace, Drogue Wing and the Crystal Caltrops I almost had to forgo the magical Longsword but in the end the over two thousand gold I had hoped to keep in reserve was spend and I was once again as we shall say broke. Easy come easy go as Caspia was fond of saying which she would follow up with if you can’t take it easy then take it any way you can.
So I would return to the Safe Haven Inn by the afternoon with the plan to learn Shocking Grasp from the scrolls I had picked up along with a few books on elemental magic that Arrol had requested I pick up with funds he believed I still was in possession of. I will admit I was not in the best of moods as the Wand of Cure Light Wounds, Wand of Magic Missile and the magical Longsword had literally left me after all was said and done around one hundred and thirty gold pieces of which ten of which I knew would be going to Hollyella Taletreader as I knew there was no way that Caspia would risk being seen by any of the Associates. She honestly had shared with me to watch them all and to consider them all lower than the snakes in the grass and to survive at all costs and return to her. As it was my choice for my new spell would change to Life Bolt. For as Donavan had mentioned that we would be facing Undead and that he felt the spell might very well come in handy.
Also for the record Arrol once again after a day sabbatical away from magic failed to learn the spell he was attempting while it was simple for me to learn Life Bolt. To be honest I truly felt it might be easier to command the undead then try and kill them at first but then again the life bolt could be cast in to the midst of my allies if necessary and not harm them. I was also a good way to tell if someone you were talking to was undead.
I know what some might be thinking my last night before what had so far sounded like a death mission and I was spending some of my limited resources on a Moon Elf Bard. Well of course I was lets be serious just because the Associates were a bunch of stuck up pompous fools I was one laid back Sun Elf and worshiper of Erevan Ilesere who knew how to party.
I arrived at the Pantheon and noticed that I of course had already been replaced but that also meant that the person sitting at the desk was none other than to my good fortune Caspia. I was thankful that she was able to slip away for a little break for using our own personal language to fill out my report was a much more enjoyable endeavor than having to write it all down. Caspia had told me that she had heard of the strange events happening around the Temples of Selene and Mystra and had obviously hoped that I was not involved.
I reality I was able to and I of course held nothing back from Caspia as we each had memorized spells to read each other’s thoughts which was a requirement of Savaras of course. Where Savaras was at the time was anyone’s guess but we still had a job to do and in the end our efforts were to aid the Seldarine well that and increase our own power of course. I wish things could have as smoothly for the rest of the day but alas I still had to make a report and requisition supplies for the coming mission.
Well perhaps it’s a good thing I am in reality a noble of rank but sadly not privilege as that was a right I had given up when I left Evermeet so many decades before. Suffice to say I had to deal with everything I needed being marked up in price as for the moment it had literally nothing to do directly with the fate of the Seldarine. So while I had budgeted for a number of impressive items to bring along I had to forgo the Mobile Brace, Drogue Wing and the Crystal Caltrops I almost had to forgo the magical Longsword but in the end the over two thousand gold I had hoped to keep in reserve was spend and I was once again as we shall say broke. Easy come easy go as Caspia was fond of saying which she would follow up with if you can’t take it easy then take it any way you can.
So I would return to the Safe Haven Inn by the afternoon with the plan to learn Shocking Grasp from the scrolls I had picked up along with a few books on elemental magic that Arrol had requested I pick up with funds he believed I still was in possession of. I will admit I was not in the best of moods as the Wand of Cure Light Wounds, Wand of Magic Missile and the magical Longsword had literally left me after all was said and done around one hundred and thirty gold pieces of which ten of which I knew would be going to Hollyella Taletreader as I knew there was no way that Caspia would risk being seen by any of the Associates. She honestly had shared with me to watch them all and to consider them all lower than the snakes in the grass and to survive at all costs and return to her. As it was my choice for my new spell would change to Life Bolt. For as Donavan had mentioned that we would be facing Undead and that he felt the spell might very well come in handy.
Also for the record Arrol once again after a day sabbatical away from magic failed to learn the spell he was attempting while it was simple for me to learn Life Bolt. To be honest I truly felt it might be easier to command the undead then try and kill them at first but then again the life bolt could be cast in to the midst of my allies if necessary and not harm them. I was also a good way to tell if someone you were talking to was undead.
I know what some might be thinking my last night before what had so far sounded like a death mission and I was spending some of my limited resources on a Moon Elf Bard. Well of course I was lets be serious just because the Associates were a bunch of stuck up pompous fools I was one laid back Sun Elf and worshiper of Erevan Ilesere who knew how to party.
Kythorn,11,----)6/11/---
The next morning came sooner than I had hoped for I had planned on getting more sleep for while it was by my record the seventh day but I could actually consider it shot for Donavan had interrupted me to seek out the fate of Falcon. I was slightly upset for while I knew due to Xavier’s insistence that it was time to get up I let him know that he had disturbed a very pleasant dream which had involved Falcon, Hollyella Taletreader and my Sister Caspia Thorn. Suffice to say since I was up I figured I might as well get the day started.
I was downstairs enjoying my bowl of fruit and oat’s which I was washing down with a cup of coffee when I was shocked see a broken looking Arrol and Donavan making their way down the stairs to the common room. Donavan had asked for a few table to be placed together and asked the others and I to join them. He told us simply at the makeshift breakfast table meeting that Arrol like he had turned a leaf and now sought redemption and asked that as we had hoped we were giving him to offer the same chance to Arrol. Seriously I had to admit whatever Kal’Rath had gotten the Associates into which eventually had eventually claiming a price from almost every member was quite impressive. Perhaps what was even more impressive was the varied assistance they were receiving against Shar and her servants.
Donavan obviously not wishing to discuss the matter in the common room had invited us upstairs if we wished to know more about the situation that had occurred. Once upstairs the others actually remained silent so it was up to me to inquire. I would find out that Lord Z was in reality a powerful twenty foot Shadow Demon Servant of Shar. Well at least I now knew where those voices were coming from but I am a pureblood Sun Elf descendent of the noble House of Durothil and the Sun Elves knew the price for seeking powers from the darkside. There was much wisdom to be gained from the Crown Wars of the Elves and the fall of the Drow and is truly quite sad that many Humans and other races lack knowledge of it. If they had it might have saved them. I am sure Kal’Rath would have learned from the histories of his people the Halruaan descendents of the Netherese but I doubt he was learned or old enough to have really appreciated much less have bestowed any wisdom he might have had on to his fellow Associates such a shame really.
The rest of the day would pass and since Donavan had handed a map he had acquired to Niam to study in preparation for our journey the next day I figured I might as well turn in early for once as I had a full day the next day and I wanted to be started on my way at dawn. I will admit for a moment I surprised that Donavan had been hesitant about me needed another day and for a moment I almost thought I saw that old dark gleam in his eye when he had in end relented and said one more day and then we are leaving with our without you. My way out had been provided but in truth I was a bit vengeful for Shar had claimed the lives of so many of the Associates and a part of me felt it was time to step up and help tip the scales for once. Perhaps it had been the look of disappointment in eyes of the High Priests daughter and the way I had felt the presence of Kas trying to escape but I of course had not listened.
I was downstairs enjoying my bowl of fruit and oat’s which I was washing down with a cup of coffee when I was shocked see a broken looking Arrol and Donavan making their way down the stairs to the common room. Donavan had asked for a few table to be placed together and asked the others and I to join them. He told us simply at the makeshift breakfast table meeting that Arrol like he had turned a leaf and now sought redemption and asked that as we had hoped we were giving him to offer the same chance to Arrol. Seriously I had to admit whatever Kal’Rath had gotten the Associates into which eventually had eventually claiming a price from almost every member was quite impressive. Perhaps what was even more impressive was the varied assistance they were receiving against Shar and her servants.
Donavan obviously not wishing to discuss the matter in the common room had invited us upstairs if we wished to know more about the situation that had occurred. Once upstairs the others actually remained silent so it was up to me to inquire. I would find out that Lord Z was in reality a powerful twenty foot Shadow Demon Servant of Shar. Well at least I now knew where those voices were coming from but I am a pureblood Sun Elf descendent of the noble House of Durothil and the Sun Elves knew the price for seeking powers from the darkside. There was much wisdom to be gained from the Crown Wars of the Elves and the fall of the Drow and is truly quite sad that many Humans and other races lack knowledge of it. If they had it might have saved them. I am sure Kal’Rath would have learned from the histories of his people the Halruaan descendents of the Netherese but I doubt he was learned or old enough to have really appreciated much less have bestowed any wisdom he might have had on to his fellow Associates such a shame really.
The rest of the day would pass and since Donavan had handed a map he had acquired to Niam to study in preparation for our journey the next day I figured I might as well turn in early for once as I had a full day the next day and I wanted to be started on my way at dawn. I will admit for a moment I surprised that Donavan had been hesitant about me needed another day and for a moment I almost thought I saw that old dark gleam in his eye when he had in end relented and said one more day and then we are leaving with our without you. My way out had been provided but in truth I was a bit vengeful for Shar had claimed the lives of so many of the Associates and a part of me felt it was time to step up and help tip the scales for once. Perhaps it had been the look of disappointment in eyes of the High Priests daughter and the way I had felt the presence of Kas trying to escape but I of course had not listened.
Kythorn,10,----)6/10/---
When I awoke of course I was alone but it was in such a relaxed state that truly felt like just laying there and dreaming for the rest of the day. But alas I had yet another session with Arrol to prepare for but what was odd was that Xavier was in the bed looking at me and seemed worried as he looked to the door. That’s right I had remembered that Arrol had a little altercation with the Enforcers of Tyr the night before. So I rose cleaned up with a simple cantrip dressed for the day and went to head downstairs but as I reached the door I saw a note underneath it.
The note was from Arrol and it informed me that Donavan and Falcon had decided to leave without us. The note had continued to inform me that he was held up within Donavan’s and Falcons former love nest. So with that being said I took a few moments to clear my head as thought about the death of the Sage which was when I realized that as Donavan was not longer the Destroyer and while Falcon might have remained the Fierce they may have also fallen victim to Lord Z and his minion Arrol the Swift.
I had put the thought out of my head as I had already realized that I had decided to take payment from Arrol and either way I was paid so I would keep my thoughts to myself for while I did feel that I still owed Donavan and Falcon if they had chosen to cross Lord Z then they were on their own. For their sake I could only hope that they had not tried to cross Lord Z for it they had they would have really been asking for it and only a fool could not have seen that. Then again Donovan was now the Reformed and only time would tell it he had paid the price the ultimate price for his redemption.
I was enjoying breakfast when I saw someone coming downstairs who resembled Arrol and I thought to myself while Arrol might very well be Swift it has also been shown that he was not the brightest. Almost as if on cue a man in walked in wearing a black cloak with the hood around his face and uttered a word that stunned from what I could tell everyone in the Inn. All I was able to make out was he and another woman who joined him taking Arrol away and departing as I came back to my senses.
Suffice to say it seemed that whatever had happened the night before Lord Z and Arrol had run into a little more than just the Tyr Enforcers. You could have heard a pin drop after that but I figured well at least I had been paid for my services in advance. So I had decided to stay in the common room and contemplate my coming actions. For the way I not saw it my associates had now been diminished to only Niam, Bolora, and Invelous. Looking back who could have also been a wild card who might very well have found a way to implicate Donavan, Falcon and even Arrol without their knowledge. Seriously after all if I had seen anything it was that Invelous and I were moral chameleons and survivors and what better way to rid oneself of the competition then to use them against each other. It would have been a vicious stroke of genius to be sure one I was not quite sure he was capable of but I was not willing to underestimate him so I would keep an eye on him as I did the others.
Ironically I was actually quite surprised to see a somewhat sober Donavan return to the Safe Haven Inn common room in the afternoon looking for the Associates. Ironically he confirmed he had not left town. It was also interesting that he was along and with his shadow Falcon and asked first I and then the others to accompany him to his room. I know what you might be thinking but alas not the group was not heading to his room to shall we say relieve a little stress. No Niam, Bolora, Invelous and I were called up to his room to discuss the very exciting evening the night before that I had missed in the skilled company of Moon Elf Bard Hollyella Taletreader whose very name brought pleasure to my mind and almost caused me to phase out of the coming conversation.
It would turn out that Donavan the Reformer had turned Arrol and Lord Z in to the Watch of Waterdeep. The consequences of his actions were I was soon to find out quite severe. Not only had he died and been brought back to life but there was further loss of life at the Mystra temple. That was not all the High Priestess Selune had been slain as well as everyone who had resided in the temple the night before. Obviously the mind reading Lord Z had paid a night time call upon Falcon and Donavan who had been spared by the arrival of the High Priestess of Selune herself who it seemed had already held Arrol downstairs but she was somehow outmatched by the power of Lord Z. No doubt I deduced by members of the Order of the Blue Moon a not exactly secret order dedicated to both Selene and Mystra if you go back two incarnations is suppose. I mean any intelligent person had to admit when you came right down to it Selene and Shar were jealous siblings bent on the destruction of the other. Getting in their way in my opinion would never be a bright idea.
Well no one ever said Donavan was very bright but to move on he had inquired if we had seen Falcon and was determined to find out his fate. So it came to pass that we became involved with the Harpers but not exactly on a first name basis I might add. We eventually made our way to crypt where one hundred bodies lay unclaimed the night before and Falcon was among them. A Priest stepped forward to bring him back to life and I recognized a spell to raise him from the dead but it seemed that Falcon had flown into battle for the last time as he did not answer the call to return to life. I will admit to a moment of sadness for while I did not trust Falcon I had loved him and so I had sang a silent song to one who has helped to save my life and had been slain due to his loyalty to Donavan the Reformer.
The rest of the day passes somewhat uneventfully and I concluded my night wondering what might happen next for as far as I knew the fate of Arrol was still to be determined. All I knew as I did not see him return before I turned in for the night, was that I was sure knowing the Associates as I was coming to know them it was bound to be interesting. Who knew I might just end up feeling inclined to right a report for the Pantheon after all.
The note was from Arrol and it informed me that Donavan and Falcon had decided to leave without us. The note had continued to inform me that he was held up within Donavan’s and Falcons former love nest. So with that being said I took a few moments to clear my head as thought about the death of the Sage which was when I realized that as Donavan was not longer the Destroyer and while Falcon might have remained the Fierce they may have also fallen victim to Lord Z and his minion Arrol the Swift.
I had put the thought out of my head as I had already realized that I had decided to take payment from Arrol and either way I was paid so I would keep my thoughts to myself for while I did feel that I still owed Donavan and Falcon if they had chosen to cross Lord Z then they were on their own. For their sake I could only hope that they had not tried to cross Lord Z for it they had they would have really been asking for it and only a fool could not have seen that. Then again Donovan was now the Reformed and only time would tell it he had paid the price the ultimate price for his redemption.
I was enjoying breakfast when I saw someone coming downstairs who resembled Arrol and I thought to myself while Arrol might very well be Swift it has also been shown that he was not the brightest. Almost as if on cue a man in walked in wearing a black cloak with the hood around his face and uttered a word that stunned from what I could tell everyone in the Inn. All I was able to make out was he and another woman who joined him taking Arrol away and departing as I came back to my senses.
Suffice to say it seemed that whatever had happened the night before Lord Z and Arrol had run into a little more than just the Tyr Enforcers. You could have heard a pin drop after that but I figured well at least I had been paid for my services in advance. So I had decided to stay in the common room and contemplate my coming actions. For the way I not saw it my associates had now been diminished to only Niam, Bolora, and Invelous. Looking back who could have also been a wild card who might very well have found a way to implicate Donavan, Falcon and even Arrol without their knowledge. Seriously after all if I had seen anything it was that Invelous and I were moral chameleons and survivors and what better way to rid oneself of the competition then to use them against each other. It would have been a vicious stroke of genius to be sure one I was not quite sure he was capable of but I was not willing to underestimate him so I would keep an eye on him as I did the others.
Ironically I was actually quite surprised to see a somewhat sober Donavan return to the Safe Haven Inn common room in the afternoon looking for the Associates. Ironically he confirmed he had not left town. It was also interesting that he was along and with his shadow Falcon and asked first I and then the others to accompany him to his room. I know what you might be thinking but alas not the group was not heading to his room to shall we say relieve a little stress. No Niam, Bolora, Invelous and I were called up to his room to discuss the very exciting evening the night before that I had missed in the skilled company of Moon Elf Bard Hollyella Taletreader whose very name brought pleasure to my mind and almost caused me to phase out of the coming conversation.
It would turn out that Donavan the Reformer had turned Arrol and Lord Z in to the Watch of Waterdeep. The consequences of his actions were I was soon to find out quite severe. Not only had he died and been brought back to life but there was further loss of life at the Mystra temple. That was not all the High Priestess Selune had been slain as well as everyone who had resided in the temple the night before. Obviously the mind reading Lord Z had paid a night time call upon Falcon and Donavan who had been spared by the arrival of the High Priestess of Selune herself who it seemed had already held Arrol downstairs but she was somehow outmatched by the power of Lord Z. No doubt I deduced by members of the Order of the Blue Moon a not exactly secret order dedicated to both Selene and Mystra if you go back two incarnations is suppose. I mean any intelligent person had to admit when you came right down to it Selene and Shar were jealous siblings bent on the destruction of the other. Getting in their way in my opinion would never be a bright idea.
Well no one ever said Donavan was very bright but to move on he had inquired if we had seen Falcon and was determined to find out his fate. So it came to pass that we became involved with the Harpers but not exactly on a first name basis I might add. We eventually made our way to crypt where one hundred bodies lay unclaimed the night before and Falcon was among them. A Priest stepped forward to bring him back to life and I recognized a spell to raise him from the dead but it seemed that Falcon had flown into battle for the last time as he did not answer the call to return to life. I will admit to a moment of sadness for while I did not trust Falcon I had loved him and so I had sang a silent song to one who has helped to save my life and had been slain due to his loyalty to Donavan the Reformer.
The rest of the day passes somewhat uneventfully and I concluded my night wondering what might happen next for as far as I knew the fate of Arrol was still to be determined. All I knew as I did not see him return before I turned in for the night, was that I was sure knowing the Associates as I was coming to know them it was bound to be interesting. Who knew I might just end up feeling inclined to right a report for the Pantheon after all.
Kythorn,9,----)6/9/---
After yet another failure by Arrol I realized that I needed a little excitement for the evening with someone who truly knew how to have a good time. None other than the Moon Elf Hollyella Taletreader who I will admit had become my newest infatuation and I will admit after we leave Waterdeep if there is one thing I will miss among other things for the moment she is on the top of the list. So while I had spent the rest of the night seeking inspiration in the Safe Haven common room in had walked Hollyella. She had walked over to my table and told me she had an early night and wondered if I had some time to spare. In truth I realize she had a lot more to say but the ten gold pieces she required soon left my belt pouch and we had left for my room where we spoke in yet another language of which I am also proficient.
Of course I could not really let something that was quite important be missed which was the arrival before Hollyella had even shown up which was the arrival of a large group of Guards loyal to Tyr who had bust in ordered everyone not to move. The Tyr Enforcers had then laid a claim that the Sage Peck Arden was found murdered and that Arrol was wanted for questioning. Now I have to admit while Arrol might have been slow to learn spells there was nothing slow about the way he had literally flipped out of his chair at the arrive of the Tyr Enforcers and made his way up the stairs. In reality before the Tyr Enforcers had even managed to do anything about hit I heard a crash from upstairs and realized that Arrol was on the run. Of course the Enforcers had informed us as they left anyone found associating with Arrol would be wanted for questioning. I was shall we say mildly concerned but not really bothered as I figured Lord Z would find a way to clean things up for Arrol and I would find out about it in the morning.
I should also mention that also in between all of the excitement Falcon and I had managed to talk and he had handed me a Wand of Mage armor that he hoped I could use. I of course took since you can never have enough magical wands. What had surprised me the most although was that he had not asked for anything in return something I had rarely seen in Humans. I had to admit before became occupied with Hollyella that night thoughts of Falcon would not leave my mind.
Of course I could not really let something that was quite important be missed which was the arrival before Hollyella had even shown up which was the arrival of a large group of Guards loyal to Tyr who had bust in ordered everyone not to move. The Tyr Enforcers had then laid a claim that the Sage Peck Arden was found murdered and that Arrol was wanted for questioning. Now I have to admit while Arrol might have been slow to learn spells there was nothing slow about the way he had literally flipped out of his chair at the arrive of the Tyr Enforcers and made his way up the stairs. In reality before the Tyr Enforcers had even managed to do anything about hit I heard a crash from upstairs and realized that Arrol was on the run. Of course the Enforcers had informed us as they left anyone found associating with Arrol would be wanted for questioning. I was shall we say mildly concerned but not really bothered as I figured Lord Z would find a way to clean things up for Arrol and I would find out about it in the morning.
I should also mention that also in between all of the excitement Falcon and I had managed to talk and he had handed me a Wand of Mage armor that he hoped I could use. I of course took since you can never have enough magical wands. What had surprised me the most although was that he had not asked for anything in return something I had rarely seen in Humans. I had to admit before became occupied with Hollyella that night thoughts of Falcon would not leave my mind.
Kythorn,8,----)6/6/---
A new day and another Arrol failure which seemed to be becoming a pattern and to be honest I actually was beginning to think he needed to loosen up a little. I mean really I know my entire new set of companions seemed tightly wound and stressed out. Normally I would have offered to bring them up to my room one at a time or in groups for a massage. Sadly of course my new companions if I could even call them that actually more like associates were two prudish and strict in their views. So yet another day would pass.
Kythorn,7,----)6/7/---
Another day came and went with Arrol again failing to manage to put a spell to memory not something I had never seen before but it would seem that if there was any luck involved it did not belong to him. I had also taken to sharing shall we say a sip of ale while Bolora while she indulged herself into quite the blissful state. Alright to be honest she was actually quite the unattractive female Dwarf I had ever seen but then one had to admire her uncouth demeanor and muscular frame. Don’t get me wrong while I always make an effort to look my best she seems content to leave her armor and hair filled with the grime and blood of her enemies. Sadly I have to admit there is a part of me that finds her sheer audacity quite attractive. Perhaps one day it might very well be something I might explore but while I may be many things I am not one to push something against someone’s will.
Kythorn,7,----)6/7/---
Another day came and went with Arrol again failing to manage to put a spell to memory not something I had never seen before but it would seem that if there was any luck involved it did not belong to him. I had also taken to sharing shall we say a sip of ale while Bolora while she indulged herself into quite the blissful state. Alright to be honest she was actually quite the unattractive female Dwarf I had ever seen but then one had to admire her uncouth demeanor and muscular frame. Don’t get me wrong while I always make an effort to look my best she seems content to leave her armor and hair filled with the grime and blood of her enemies. Sadly I have to admit there is a part of me that finds her sheer audacity quite attractive. Perhaps one day it might very well be something I might explore but while I may be many things I am not one to push something against someone’s will.
Kythorn,6,----)6/6/---
A truly simple day watching Arrol attempt once again to master the simplest of magics to only once again fail and if it weren’t for the company he provided which at least was something worth looking at I might have been on edge but I occupied myself with work on scrolls of my own design but I figured I would wait before I scribed any for while it was a desire it was not necessarily an item worthy of breaking the bank. To be honest I was also expecting a visit from my sister Caspia but of course whenever she chose to arrive I was likely not to recognize her as she was quite fond of her Hat of Disguise an item that allowed her to completely change her appearance at will. In truth it would only be after a coded conversation from a male or a female in the draconic tongue that would give it away. In the end I was disappointed or at least I believe I was.
Kythorn,5,----)6/5/---
So it was a new day without my new infatuation Hollyella and the first day where I would be overseeing my new as one might say co-apprentice Arrol. One had to really wonder what was in store for the day. If I could count on anything at least I figured it would not be boring. On another note Donovan the Reformed was sleeping next door with his companion Falcon if you know what I mean. If made more sense not that I thought about it why they had rebuked me in the past looking back at it. Anyway he had returned the night before and had wanted to meet with us in the morning regarding according to him matters of great import really I had thought was that perhaps his dark past had caught up with him and it was time to pay the piper.
Well I was right at breakfast where everyone eventually showed he discussed a mission to save someone’s live that was of grave importance to the Temple of Mystra. Combine that with his almost broken look and shy demeanor and I just knew something major must have occurred. Either way he claimed that he was required to go on this very dangerous mission eight days south of Waterdeep and could really use our help. I had told him that I would not mind going with him but that I could really use fourteen days in order to prepare for such a mission. Sadly Arrol was willing to compromise and reduce my time requirement down to seven days. I had figured if Arrol was going to have any time to attempt to learn my spells then he was going to need some time to do so. I had already decided that I other uses for the money he had given me to pay for his training.
The rest of the day went by quickly enough while I watched over the shoulder of Arrol try and comprehend the magics held within my Spellbook. His first day was unsuccessful which I could have merely taken as the fact that he was human but actually I realized he was not doubt having troubles due to the fact that he was trying to serve too many Masters. Actually not that I would ever tell him but I admired his ambition as I was sure his other Master Lord Z thought as well. It was obvious to me as well that is was also his greatest flaw for he dreamed bigger than his abilities ability to compensate. I actually worried about him if he were ever to be deprived of Lord Z. I will also admit that I hoped he stayed along long enough to continue to pay out.
I of course after he was done went downstairs to the common room to listen and observe the inhabitants of the Inn as has become a favorite pastime of mine as while I am an artist I also liked to have new inspiration for my more exotic works. I also figured it was as good a time as any to plan for what I planned to do with the gold I had acquired. It was not going to be an easy decision a few new spells, magic items of utility or magic items that of an offensive nature that would help to ensure my survival. I of course had a few days to think about it so I decided to just relax for a little while and consider my options. At the time I felt who knows give Arrol a little time and he might convince Lord Z to continue to pay out as it were. I was game and perhaps I even realized it might be more than a little grey of an area but I was alright it. I have never claimed to be moral person anyway so why try and kid myself.
Well I was right at breakfast where everyone eventually showed he discussed a mission to save someone’s live that was of grave importance to the Temple of Mystra. Combine that with his almost broken look and shy demeanor and I just knew something major must have occurred. Either way he claimed that he was required to go on this very dangerous mission eight days south of Waterdeep and could really use our help. I had told him that I would not mind going with him but that I could really use fourteen days in order to prepare for such a mission. Sadly Arrol was willing to compromise and reduce my time requirement down to seven days. I had figured if Arrol was going to have any time to attempt to learn my spells then he was going to need some time to do so. I had already decided that I other uses for the money he had given me to pay for his training.
The rest of the day went by quickly enough while I watched over the shoulder of Arrol try and comprehend the magics held within my Spellbook. His first day was unsuccessful which I could have merely taken as the fact that he was human but actually I realized he was not doubt having troubles due to the fact that he was trying to serve too many Masters. Actually not that I would ever tell him but I admired his ambition as I was sure his other Master Lord Z thought as well. It was obvious to me as well that is was also his greatest flaw for he dreamed bigger than his abilities ability to compensate. I actually worried about him if he were ever to be deprived of Lord Z. I will also admit that I hoped he stayed along long enough to continue to pay out.
I of course after he was done went downstairs to the common room to listen and observe the inhabitants of the Inn as has become a favorite pastime of mine as while I am an artist I also liked to have new inspiration for my more exotic works. I also figured it was as good a time as any to plan for what I planned to do with the gold I had acquired. It was not going to be an easy decision a few new spells, magic items of utility or magic items that of an offensive nature that would help to ensure my survival. I of course had a few days to think about it so I decided to just relax for a little while and consider my options. At the time I felt who knows give Arrol a little time and he might convince Lord Z to continue to pay out as it were. I was game and perhaps I even realized it might be more than a little grey of an area but I was alright it. I have never claimed to be moral person anyway so why try and kid myself.
Kythorn,4,----)6/4/---
The next day we headed out to inquire into the fate of Donavan or as some might say the Master of Death. Having reunited with everyone except Niam we made our way to the Temple and were met by Mystra Guards. Which to me was not a good sign and soon without much fanfare we Falcon was escorted and we were politely told to depart but to feel free to return on the morrow it we wished to inquire about the Donovan the Death Lord sorry Priest of Mystra.
I found it odd as we leisurely returned to the Safe Have Inn how calm and collected Invelous was and I will admit I found it odd when I thought back on it for we had basically been told that Donavan was being held inside and it was obvious to me what had happened the question was how bad was it. I did not have much to go on but it’s not like the Mystra Temple has ever just closed before for no apparent reason. Add to that that Donavan was in custody within his own temple and his right hand man literally escorted inside the Temple anyone who could fail to do that math deserves to be drawn and quartered and devoured.
I voiced a few concerns to Invelous about Arrol as well as Donovan but it seemed that Invelous now that we were in the city seemed to no longer seem to be suffering from the same paranoia that he had in the wilderness. Either that or it could have been the fact that Donovan and Falcon were walking up behind us at the time. So instead of perhaps heading elsewhere we instead headed back to the Safe Haven Inn where we were to as Falcon put it rest the day and speak on the morrow of matters of grave import. Really was all I could think as I had looked at Donovan and he seemed diminished he no longer seemed to carry the same arrogant swagger that I had come to expect. Well I guess it would be a long night.
It was indeed a long night for late that evening both Arrol and finally Niam returned to the Safe Haven Inn like moths to a flame or more likely like lambs to the slaughter. Well let’s get the record straight my name is Caspian and I am a wolf and come what may on the morrow I am going to acquire a few items in order to ensure that whatever infernal or abyssal mess Donavan plans to ring us into I will be prepared and that may very well mean a little hiatus of fourteen days for Arrol to be caught up to speed. While I had hoped to wine and dine Bolora our female dwarf the whole situation was giving me a headache and of course I realized the only cure was more gold so I was stuck between a rock and a gold piece with this group of even more greedy brigands but they were my kind of brigands.
I found it odd as we leisurely returned to the Safe Have Inn how calm and collected Invelous was and I will admit I found it odd when I thought back on it for we had basically been told that Donavan was being held inside and it was obvious to me what had happened the question was how bad was it. I did not have much to go on but it’s not like the Mystra Temple has ever just closed before for no apparent reason. Add to that that Donavan was in custody within his own temple and his right hand man literally escorted inside the Temple anyone who could fail to do that math deserves to be drawn and quartered and devoured.
I voiced a few concerns to Invelous about Arrol as well as Donovan but it seemed that Invelous now that we were in the city seemed to no longer seem to be suffering from the same paranoia that he had in the wilderness. Either that or it could have been the fact that Donovan and Falcon were walking up behind us at the time. So instead of perhaps heading elsewhere we instead headed back to the Safe Haven Inn where we were to as Falcon put it rest the day and speak on the morrow of matters of grave import. Really was all I could think as I had looked at Donovan and he seemed diminished he no longer seemed to carry the same arrogant swagger that I had come to expect. Well I guess it would be a long night.
It was indeed a long night for late that evening both Arrol and finally Niam returned to the Safe Haven Inn like moths to a flame or more likely like lambs to the slaughter. Well let’s get the record straight my name is Caspian and I am a wolf and come what may on the morrow I am going to acquire a few items in order to ensure that whatever infernal or abyssal mess Donavan plans to ring us into I will be prepared and that may very well mean a little hiatus of fourteen days for Arrol to be caught up to speed. While I had hoped to wine and dine Bolora our female dwarf the whole situation was giving me a headache and of course I realized the only cure was more gold so I was stuck between a rock and a gold piece with this group of even more greedy brigands but they were my kind of brigands.
Kythorn,3,----)6/3/---
The next day I awoke refreshed and alone and sad for it I should have paid twenty gold pieces to have Hollyella stay the night but then again who was I kidding I did not what her or anyone I cared or might ever care for any near my current group of companions. No Hollyella would remain my little secret for in truth she was to delectable to be shared with the likes of my stale companions.
What has woken me was a knock at my door and so I rose hoping that if I was lucky it might very well be Hollyella returning to tell me she forgot something and if only I could be so lucky. No what I had hoped to be a blessing from Hanali Celanil the Elven Goddess of Love was actually none other than Arrol. To make a long story short it perhaps it was a sheep in wolves clothing but honestly since when he arrived I was not even wearing any clothing who was I to judge. I had offered to let him come in if he wished to see me but he declined and asked me to change first so I reluctantly closed the door and dressed in typical black attire.
He had entered and informed me that like myself he had reason to celebrate he was now a Wizard and while Lord Z it seemed had taught him the basics he needed more experienced personal assistance. Now while I was of course suspicions I mean how could I not be but the five thousand gold pieces he handed me to seal the deal allowed me to look the other way and continue to actually for I could totally understand someone’s desire to grow in power. So in exchange for the more then generous payment and an additional three thousand gold I was more than not even care where the money came from to assist him in acquiring the necessary components to fill his Spellbook we had a deal. In exchange I would aid him in learning all of Wizard Spells of the first circle that he wished to learn.
He had left and I truly felt if I was not going to see Hollyella today then I could deal with it for I had some shopping to do. First of course I would have to head downstairs and meet up the group and make our way to the obscure Sage who had sponsored our little expedition and would wish to see the illustrated map I had produced. So I spend an hour finishing my work and when I was satisfied with my results I headed down for breakfast and perhaps even a cup of coffee.
Arrol, Bolora, Falcon and I headed out to meet the Sage and he was only willing to offer us seventy five gold pieces for an incomplete map and Arrol of course suddenly threw a fit and stormed out. I of course as I still had the map was unwilling to just give up on the whole enterprise and due to Arnold’s antics the price had been lowered to sixty five gold pieces. I did my best to smooth over the situation and even showed him the quality of my work and as far as I was concerned we left on good terms. Other than he really had no information to offer me.
It seemed that Falcon had been busy had had accompanied Donavan to the Mystra the night before but was at our side in the morning without the Tyr Sword or for that matter Donavan. Falcon informed us that Donovan would be spending some time at the Mystra Temple which was just fine by me actually. So we headed back to the Safe Haven in to relax after our harrowing last few days.
The night passed evenly and I spent the night alone while I took the time to catch up my journal which I will admit is actually a piece of work as it is written in three languages as well as code. Savaras had decided long ago that keeping a journal was essential but one had to be careful lest all of one’s thoughts become common knowledge far too easily. So my journal is written in Aragrakh the Old high wyrm tongue, Loross noble Netherese tongue, and finally Seldruin the language of Elven high magic now someone literate in Draconic stands a chance of figuring out some of it but good luck finding a Moon or Sun elf who actually speaks Seldruin.
What has woken me was a knock at my door and so I rose hoping that if I was lucky it might very well be Hollyella returning to tell me she forgot something and if only I could be so lucky. No what I had hoped to be a blessing from Hanali Celanil the Elven Goddess of Love was actually none other than Arrol. To make a long story short it perhaps it was a sheep in wolves clothing but honestly since when he arrived I was not even wearing any clothing who was I to judge. I had offered to let him come in if he wished to see me but he declined and asked me to change first so I reluctantly closed the door and dressed in typical black attire.
He had entered and informed me that like myself he had reason to celebrate he was now a Wizard and while Lord Z it seemed had taught him the basics he needed more experienced personal assistance. Now while I was of course suspicions I mean how could I not be but the five thousand gold pieces he handed me to seal the deal allowed me to look the other way and continue to actually for I could totally understand someone’s desire to grow in power. So in exchange for the more then generous payment and an additional three thousand gold I was more than not even care where the money came from to assist him in acquiring the necessary components to fill his Spellbook we had a deal. In exchange I would aid him in learning all of Wizard Spells of the first circle that he wished to learn.
He had left and I truly felt if I was not going to see Hollyella today then I could deal with it for I had some shopping to do. First of course I would have to head downstairs and meet up the group and make our way to the obscure Sage who had sponsored our little expedition and would wish to see the illustrated map I had produced. So I spend an hour finishing my work and when I was satisfied with my results I headed down for breakfast and perhaps even a cup of coffee.
Arrol, Bolora, Falcon and I headed out to meet the Sage and he was only willing to offer us seventy five gold pieces for an incomplete map and Arrol of course suddenly threw a fit and stormed out. I of course as I still had the map was unwilling to just give up on the whole enterprise and due to Arnold’s antics the price had been lowered to sixty five gold pieces. I did my best to smooth over the situation and even showed him the quality of my work and as far as I was concerned we left on good terms. Other than he really had no information to offer me.
It seemed that Falcon had been busy had had accompanied Donavan to the Mystra the night before but was at our side in the morning without the Tyr Sword or for that matter Donavan. Falcon informed us that Donovan would be spending some time at the Mystra Temple which was just fine by me actually. So we headed back to the Safe Haven in to relax after our harrowing last few days.
The night passed evenly and I spent the night alone while I took the time to catch up my journal which I will admit is actually a piece of work as it is written in three languages as well as code. Savaras had decided long ago that keeping a journal was essential but one had to be careful lest all of one’s thoughts become common knowledge far too easily. So my journal is written in Aragrakh the Old high wyrm tongue, Loross noble Netherese tongue, and finally Seldruin the language of Elven high magic now someone literate in Draconic stands a chance of figuring out some of it but good luck finding a Moon or Sun elf who actually speaks Seldruin.
Kythorn,2,----)6/2/---
We woke and the Master claimed that he had been sent two servants from Mystra to aid and protect him. Sure that’s what they were but it really mattered not to me as all I really was really thinking about was selection of vegetable I would use for my baby stew with dumplings recipe. At which point to Celestial Hounds appeared and called out the Master of Death that he was to pay for crimes against Tyr.
If one were to ever wonder why being good was not all it’s cracked up to be then what happened next should stand as eternal proof of the idiocy of good. Now of course the beautiful Dark Hounds of the Master manifested and unleashed their power upon the Celestial Hounds of Tyr. I of course during this whole exchange had been withdrawing or this was obviously a matter the Master and his Servants to deal with. Alas the Hounds of Tyr had other plans for they began to howl which nearly blew out my ears but I was able to stand my ground and continue to withdraw.
Alas it was to no avail for if it were not for the Masters Hounds we might very well have all perished and I was an inch away from losing consciousness myself before the Dark Servants finally took the dogs down. After the stunning effects of the hounds wore off I barely had the strength to reach for a potion from my potion belt of and drink it before I would have fell to the ground helpless and perhaps bleed to death from my ears. The Master of Death had saved me from death yet again I now owed him two debts that would need to be repaid before we might one day square up and be even. I would forgive him his constant insults as one debt paid which would leave him with one in reserve.
I would have seen to Niam but I notice that Invelous was instead seeing to him and actually even protecting him a trait that really I found odd but I knew Caspian would admire. So the day passed and we made our way back to Waterdeep and arrive in the late afternoon and parted ways with Invelous and Niam as stating he would take Niam to the Tyr temple while the Master returned to the Mystra Temple with Falcon while the others returned to the Safe Haven Inn in the South Ward with the exception of Arrol.
I was finally free of that evil bastard Donavan and did I need a drink and a woman for that matter. I spoke with my associates at the Inn and soon the female Moon Elf Bard Hollyella Taletreader arrived and let me just mention you I get what you pay for and I was not disappointed. Don’t get me wrong a typical companion for the night ran a silver piece but for a woman of class quality, breeding and training you are talking ten gold pieces. Shall we just say with the brisk to my sanity and life and having to deal with who I believed were to become my new companions I needed to relaxation that only a woman like Hollyella could provide.
If one were to ever wonder why being good was not all it’s cracked up to be then what happened next should stand as eternal proof of the idiocy of good. Now of course the beautiful Dark Hounds of the Master manifested and unleashed their power upon the Celestial Hounds of Tyr. I of course during this whole exchange had been withdrawing or this was obviously a matter the Master and his Servants to deal with. Alas the Hounds of Tyr had other plans for they began to howl which nearly blew out my ears but I was able to stand my ground and continue to withdraw.
Alas it was to no avail for if it were not for the Masters Hounds we might very well have all perished and I was an inch away from losing consciousness myself before the Dark Servants finally took the dogs down. After the stunning effects of the hounds wore off I barely had the strength to reach for a potion from my potion belt of and drink it before I would have fell to the ground helpless and perhaps bleed to death from my ears. The Master of Death had saved me from death yet again I now owed him two debts that would need to be repaid before we might one day square up and be even. I would forgive him his constant insults as one debt paid which would leave him with one in reserve.
I would have seen to Niam but I notice that Invelous was instead seeing to him and actually even protecting him a trait that really I found odd but I knew Caspian would admire. So the day passed and we made our way back to Waterdeep and arrive in the late afternoon and parted ways with Invelous and Niam as stating he would take Niam to the Tyr temple while the Master returned to the Mystra Temple with Falcon while the others returned to the Safe Haven Inn in the South Ward with the exception of Arrol.
I was finally free of that evil bastard Donavan and did I need a drink and a woman for that matter. I spoke with my associates at the Inn and soon the female Moon Elf Bard Hollyella Taletreader arrived and let me just mention you I get what you pay for and I was not disappointed. Don’t get me wrong a typical companion for the night ran a silver piece but for a woman of class quality, breeding and training you are talking ten gold pieces. Shall we just say with the brisk to my sanity and life and having to deal with who I believed were to become my new companions I needed to relaxation that only a woman like Hollyella could provide.
Kythorn,1,----)6/1/---
With the Master of Death restored he was able to use his power to reveal an exit from our prison and we soon with the magic at my disposal and his mastery of what could only be dark magic navigated our way to the rest of our group. Oddly when we had the chance to leave the Master of Death or the Master as I called him had chosen to turn back and search for his minions no doubt seeking his pot of gold the servant Lord Z and the others.
We found them in short order and as I expected none of them would have survived were it not for Invelous who was mostly unscathed while the others all looked on the brink of death itself. The spoke of what sounded like a Water Elemental guarding a passage and filled me in on the areas they had travelled and only the studious survivor Invelous even questioned my new nature. It mattered not for in my mind they all had to have seen the power of the Master and due to their greed had chosen to accept the price of his power. I will be honest I too admired his power and who would not but I also realized the problem he had power but he was not all powerful. I was willing to serve his interests as in so doing it would help to aid in the growth and development of my own power. So truly we were not at odds with each other and I was willing to bow before him in order to preserve my life until he rose to power or had it stripped from him whichever came first all the while realizing that there would one day be a reckoning of that I can assure you.
The Master upon searching the body of Niam as he had healed him who had already angered his comrades by shooting them in back with arrows and truly who could blame him they were only apparently lowly Humans and a Dwarf. He found a Longsword on his body that he claimed belonged to a Paladin of Tyr that they had travelled with who along with his group according to Niam perished at the dark hand of the Master. The matter was put aside for the time being but the story went that the items of the Paladin were to have been returned but instead the greed which I could see had infected Niam if he were not careful lead to his death. It would serve him right for he was caught dead to rights but I will admit he showed more courage than I would have expected and for it I suppose the Master did not strike him down. Weak was all I thought to show mercy to Niam even as I considered ways to one day avenge his death hell I even believed for a while that the Master might have even ordered me to do it.
Well instead of leaving the Master decided to test his mettle against the Water Elemental and to make a long story short we were not up to the task and Niam once again showing a desire for power I have rarely even read about dove into the very depths itself in order to seek out gold for himself even as his very life was in peril. Donavan and done as well as of course Lord Z had mentioned the treasure to all of us but even his servant Arrol had not rushed forward more intent upon his own survival it would seem. And so with the map unfinished we decided to leave the deathtrap although clearly obvious deathtrap and head back to Waterdeep.
Our first day of travel was uneventful as I had come to expect under the watchful eye of Lord Z and the protection of the Master. I will admit I even heard the voices of the power the Master served trying to seduce me and while it was tempting it was not what I was currently looking for I sought perfection which can only come from gaining power and magic and if the power I witnessed in Donavan was any indication a quick and easy path it was not.
Well let me be precise there was a mild argument between Niam, Falcon and the Master which where Niam claimed he was just going to leave with the Tyr Sword and Falcon convinced him to relinquish the sword and lead us back to Waterdeep at which point we would disperse if need be once the mission was complete. Niam backed down which surprised me but I also realized any threat he might have mentioned about exposing the Master would also implicate himself so perhaps he was not so carless as he had seemed more likely just aloof when it came to lesser but still powerful races.
Perhaps I has spoken to seen for in the middle of my watch Invelous woke us up to inform us that Donavan as he called him had walked off into the forest and we needed to help him. I almost laughed right in his face. He looked to me and informed me that my Master was in danger as if I was an ignorant fool or something. I looked at him clearly and informed him that I am bowing before the Master but let us make it straight he serves Powers that I respect and I advise you do as well. I had concluded that his power far exceeded my own and if he were truly in danger there was nothing I could do to prevent it.
The rest of the night went uneventful but alas what is travel with the Master of Death without a little excitement and in the morning we were sure to receive it.
We found them in short order and as I expected none of them would have survived were it not for Invelous who was mostly unscathed while the others all looked on the brink of death itself. The spoke of what sounded like a Water Elemental guarding a passage and filled me in on the areas they had travelled and only the studious survivor Invelous even questioned my new nature. It mattered not for in my mind they all had to have seen the power of the Master and due to their greed had chosen to accept the price of his power. I will be honest I too admired his power and who would not but I also realized the problem he had power but he was not all powerful. I was willing to serve his interests as in so doing it would help to aid in the growth and development of my own power. So truly we were not at odds with each other and I was willing to bow before him in order to preserve my life until he rose to power or had it stripped from him whichever came first all the while realizing that there would one day be a reckoning of that I can assure you.
The Master upon searching the body of Niam as he had healed him who had already angered his comrades by shooting them in back with arrows and truly who could blame him they were only apparently lowly Humans and a Dwarf. He found a Longsword on his body that he claimed belonged to a Paladin of Tyr that they had travelled with who along with his group according to Niam perished at the dark hand of the Master. The matter was put aside for the time being but the story went that the items of the Paladin were to have been returned but instead the greed which I could see had infected Niam if he were not careful lead to his death. It would serve him right for he was caught dead to rights but I will admit he showed more courage than I would have expected and for it I suppose the Master did not strike him down. Weak was all I thought to show mercy to Niam even as I considered ways to one day avenge his death hell I even believed for a while that the Master might have even ordered me to do it.
Well instead of leaving the Master decided to test his mettle against the Water Elemental and to make a long story short we were not up to the task and Niam once again showing a desire for power I have rarely even read about dove into the very depths itself in order to seek out gold for himself even as his very life was in peril. Donavan and done as well as of course Lord Z had mentioned the treasure to all of us but even his servant Arrol had not rushed forward more intent upon his own survival it would seem. And so with the map unfinished we decided to leave the deathtrap although clearly obvious deathtrap and head back to Waterdeep.
Our first day of travel was uneventful as I had come to expect under the watchful eye of Lord Z and the protection of the Master. I will admit I even heard the voices of the power the Master served trying to seduce me and while it was tempting it was not what I was currently looking for I sought perfection which can only come from gaining power and magic and if the power I witnessed in Donavan was any indication a quick and easy path it was not.
Well let me be precise there was a mild argument between Niam, Falcon and the Master which where Niam claimed he was just going to leave with the Tyr Sword and Falcon convinced him to relinquish the sword and lead us back to Waterdeep at which point we would disperse if need be once the mission was complete. Niam backed down which surprised me but I also realized any threat he might have mentioned about exposing the Master would also implicate himself so perhaps he was not so carless as he had seemed more likely just aloof when it came to lesser but still powerful races.
Perhaps I has spoken to seen for in the middle of my watch Invelous woke us up to inform us that Donavan as he called him had walked off into the forest and we needed to help him. I almost laughed right in his face. He looked to me and informed me that my Master was in danger as if I was an ignorant fool or something. I looked at him clearly and informed him that I am bowing before the Master but let us make it straight he serves Powers that I respect and I advise you do as well. I had concluded that his power far exceeded my own and if he were truly in danger there was nothing I could do to prevent it.
The rest of the night went uneventful but alas what is travel with the Master of Death without a little excitement and in the morning we were sure to receive it.
Mirtul,30,----)5/30/---
On our next day Niam lead us to the reputed area of the Druid but mysteriously he was nowhere to be found. The group also asked Arrol how he was staying awake and he responded that he was using an item of magic which actually sounded reasonable if it were not for the fact that Arrol actually did not sleep at all. His explanation although seemed to put the group at ease which in itself spoke volumes but no one really asked me my opinion and truly not that I really gave a care. Since seriously a Sun Elf or especially this Sun Elf has needs and believe it or not my entire new set of companions had rebuked my advances. Little did they realize what they were missing from someone shall we say trained in the arts of love and seduction. Seriously if none of them cared to aid a Sun Elf in his time of need that I would let them continue to wallow in their blissful ignorance let it serve them right I figured.
Even with our little detour we made it to the entrance of the reputed dungeon of the Elven Wizard/Rogue. Now while I was mapping and taking note on how to bypass traps and such as Arrol and Invelous overcame them or should I say actually Arrol overcame some things began to seem odd finally to even the other members of the group. Well to be honest Arrol seemed to be actually having no problem bypassing the traps and figuring out the codes needed to transverse the maze we had entered. Now add to that the he was talking to himself which some often accuse me of (I actually have and excuse I am often sharing my insight with my familiar the tiny viper Xavier) it became so distracting that eventually he informed the others of the truth.
It seemed that Arrol was a student of the mysterious Wizard known only as Lord Z of Waterdeep who it seemed has the ability to see and hear all that transpired around Arrol when he wished to. Well suddenly it was as if the group had found the leprechaun’s pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and Lord Z was the answer to all of their worries. So the mild nuisances provided by the dungeons minor golem inhabitants seemed to be only icing on the cake. Trust me I know as I make an unbelievable red velvet cake and my icing is to die for not quite better than other things I could talk about but it will due in a pinch.
Perhaps everyone became a little too cocky and to be honest I was busy focusing on the accuracy of the map and my sketches of the golems we encountered the next thing I knew we ran into an issue. Arrol fell into a pit that rose up and sealed up behind him in an instant. A few moments passed while we slowly continued when suddenly Arrol came up behind us and told us that he had fallen into a pit and been stripped of his magic. At this point if this were my mission I would have turned back but rethought the situation and come back better prepared but alas this was a mission being lead by Donavan the Pompous.
Or perhaps I was soon to learn in actually the Donavan the Master of Death who ruled with black bolts of destruction. For shortly after navigating yet another pesky trap the other open a door as Donavan, Falcon and I were in the back when suddenly we fell into a pit and were face to face with a man sized Golem intent on ending our lives. Don’t get me wrong I was not really mad at the creator of the place we found ourselves for in actuality we had been warned multiple times at different points and I quote. “Proceed not further for this way only leads to death!” But of course we had with us the Donavan and the oversight of the all seeing well except for that magic deadening pit Lord Z.
So to skip ahead to how Donavan in my eyes became the Master of Death let us just say between his black bolts of destruction, his healing of Donavan and the loyal vassal Falcon’s Sword the Golem was taken down. I was utterly helpless and would have surely perished were in not for the two of them. Afterward when I offered to repay them shall we say in a personal manner if they required so elated was I to have survived Donavan gave me a look of death the likes of which I had only seen every before in the eyes of my former Master Savaras on one of his darker days. He actually silenced me and pronounced that I was not to speak to him in the fashion to which I speak to everyone and from the look in his eye and shall we say an almost dark glow that seemed to awaken the very shadows in the very room in which we were trapped made me fear for my very life.
I really had no other choice this man was evil or as he might see it willing to commit any evil no matter how vile to insure his version of good was victorious. I had seen it before and I realized if I did do something fast I might never see it again. I hated to do it but I knew within myself resided a side of my personality that I had trained and honed from necessity and alright I will admit choice that could work alongside this Human. For while from hearing him speak before I thought he was more the kissing babies type but I had realized that in reality inside him slept one who would given the right provocation eat them gladly instead. In truth he had Vampire Lord written all over him and as I pushed my dominate personality to the back of my mind I reminded myself to stock up on some holy water the next chance I acquired.
It was my time to appear and find a way for us to survive yet another fine mess that Caspian had gotten me into. Yes I am Mister Thorn the cruel perfectionist and if Master of Death wanted an obedient servant than that was what he was going to get for at the moment he truly held all of the cards quite literally I his hand of destruction. So therefore I called him Master informed him I would no longer speak until I was give leave by his grace. Who knew perhaps even his loyal vassal Falcon had made a similar decision before we met but it mattered not for we could find no way out as it was beyond us.
So we decided to rest the night while the so called Master called upon his dark power to enable him to in the coming morning prevail over the iron prison room in to which we had been dropped. It mattered not to me upon whom he unleashed his dark power as long as it was not I. At the time I thought who knew perhaps I might even get a chance to make a little fresh baby stew with dumplings. I am sure he would love it I am sure he would just think it was chicken.
Even with our little detour we made it to the entrance of the reputed dungeon of the Elven Wizard/Rogue. Now while I was mapping and taking note on how to bypass traps and such as Arrol and Invelous overcame them or should I say actually Arrol overcame some things began to seem odd finally to even the other members of the group. Well to be honest Arrol seemed to be actually having no problem bypassing the traps and figuring out the codes needed to transverse the maze we had entered. Now add to that the he was talking to himself which some often accuse me of (I actually have and excuse I am often sharing my insight with my familiar the tiny viper Xavier) it became so distracting that eventually he informed the others of the truth.
It seemed that Arrol was a student of the mysterious Wizard known only as Lord Z of Waterdeep who it seemed has the ability to see and hear all that transpired around Arrol when he wished to. Well suddenly it was as if the group had found the leprechaun’s pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and Lord Z was the answer to all of their worries. So the mild nuisances provided by the dungeons minor golem inhabitants seemed to be only icing on the cake. Trust me I know as I make an unbelievable red velvet cake and my icing is to die for not quite better than other things I could talk about but it will due in a pinch.
Perhaps everyone became a little too cocky and to be honest I was busy focusing on the accuracy of the map and my sketches of the golems we encountered the next thing I knew we ran into an issue. Arrol fell into a pit that rose up and sealed up behind him in an instant. A few moments passed while we slowly continued when suddenly Arrol came up behind us and told us that he had fallen into a pit and been stripped of his magic. At this point if this were my mission I would have turned back but rethought the situation and come back better prepared but alas this was a mission being lead by Donavan the Pompous.
Or perhaps I was soon to learn in actually the Donavan the Master of Death who ruled with black bolts of destruction. For shortly after navigating yet another pesky trap the other open a door as Donavan, Falcon and I were in the back when suddenly we fell into a pit and were face to face with a man sized Golem intent on ending our lives. Don’t get me wrong I was not really mad at the creator of the place we found ourselves for in actuality we had been warned multiple times at different points and I quote. “Proceed not further for this way only leads to death!” But of course we had with us the Donavan and the oversight of the all seeing well except for that magic deadening pit Lord Z.
So to skip ahead to how Donavan in my eyes became the Master of Death let us just say between his black bolts of destruction, his healing of Donavan and the loyal vassal Falcon’s Sword the Golem was taken down. I was utterly helpless and would have surely perished were in not for the two of them. Afterward when I offered to repay them shall we say in a personal manner if they required so elated was I to have survived Donavan gave me a look of death the likes of which I had only seen every before in the eyes of my former Master Savaras on one of his darker days. He actually silenced me and pronounced that I was not to speak to him in the fashion to which I speak to everyone and from the look in his eye and shall we say an almost dark glow that seemed to awaken the very shadows in the very room in which we were trapped made me fear for my very life.
I really had no other choice this man was evil or as he might see it willing to commit any evil no matter how vile to insure his version of good was victorious. I had seen it before and I realized if I did do something fast I might never see it again. I hated to do it but I knew within myself resided a side of my personality that I had trained and honed from necessity and alright I will admit choice that could work alongside this Human. For while from hearing him speak before I thought he was more the kissing babies type but I had realized that in reality inside him slept one who would given the right provocation eat them gladly instead. In truth he had Vampire Lord written all over him and as I pushed my dominate personality to the back of my mind I reminded myself to stock up on some holy water the next chance I acquired.
It was my time to appear and find a way for us to survive yet another fine mess that Caspian had gotten me into. Yes I am Mister Thorn the cruel perfectionist and if Master of Death wanted an obedient servant than that was what he was going to get for at the moment he truly held all of the cards quite literally I his hand of destruction. So therefore I called him Master informed him I would no longer speak until I was give leave by his grace. Who knew perhaps even his loyal vassal Falcon had made a similar decision before we met but it mattered not for we could find no way out as it was beyond us.
So we decided to rest the night while the so called Master called upon his dark power to enable him to in the coming morning prevail over the iron prison room in to which we had been dropped. It mattered not to me upon whom he unleashed his dark power as long as it was not I. At the time I thought who knew perhaps I might even get a chance to make a little fresh baby stew with dumplings. I am sure he would love it I am sure he would just think it was chicken.
Mirtul,29,----)5/29/---
Our next day was yet another day of travel that I basically spent wishing I had something more interesting to do then keep watch over a group of adventures who seemed to all be filled with greed and a lust for power. Now don’t get me wrong I like power as much as the next person but I am just not one to be seduced by it. I mean seriously the type of power I seek can just be granted it has to be earned then there is of course the fact that I am mostly suspicious of everyone with the exception of a select few. Since of course none of my current companions had either earned a place on that list or were already on it I really did not have much use for them. No to be honest money was what I needed everything else I could then acquire on my own or with the aid of any companions even hired ones if need be.
That night came again and I noticed that the others had actually noted the lack or animals in our area as well as the odd sleeping patterns of Arrol. Not much came of it buy Niam did find it odd enough to mention the local Druid and convinced the group to detour to meet with the Druid to find out if anything might be out of order and if the Druid might have any advice. That night of course Arrol vanished from the camp and oddly returned just before dawn bloody and wounded. Believe it or not his explanation was that he had been guarding the perimeter of the camp had had encountered something that he was able to handle.
That night came again and I noticed that the others had actually noted the lack or animals in our area as well as the odd sleeping patterns of Arrol. Not much came of it buy Niam did find it odd enough to mention the local Druid and convinced the group to detour to meet with the Druid to find out if anything might be out of order and if the Druid might have any advice. That night of course Arrol vanished from the camp and oddly returned just before dawn bloody and wounded. Believe it or not his explanation was that he had been guarding the perimeter of the camp had had encountered something that he was able to handle.
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