Unraveling the Tapestry

Malak Goretusk's Journal 7/31

Writing has never been my strongest suit as bugbear… but I try my best. Today was a bit different than a normal day. We were fighting gross undead creatures when all of sudden, the party start acting weird. Fadris gave out little girly yell, and destan too yelled “bugbear!” raahh! Yes! I am bugbear! they travel with me for months and now they notice? Travis, my dearest friend in party was fine with me. The weird half elf seemed puzzled but knew me as well. They kept talking about some guy, Taldarin? Taladrin? And they kept calling malak smelly! Malak NOT smelly, malak clean like humans! We killed the rest of zombie creatures from the room, I whipped my chain at them and the tasty looking scarabs that come out of gross creature. After the fight we rested, and Big dragon creature in armor gave me necklace, and found a new one on small decayed body. Turns out, there was a ripple in fate? I dont even begin to understand this crazy magic, just give me a weapon in my hand and I will tear the face off any foe! But they were with another pansy half elf who think it better to sing and dance than destroy enemies! After the pleasantries, we searched the hallways, we found many rooms coming off here and there, and a long corridor with closed doors. One door was open, with big light coming out of it! the room was full of crystals, i do like these! Huge machine in center of room spun and gears moved. As we go in, the crystals come to life! they attack! i get so mad at shiny crystals that i run at them and swing my chain at them!!! RRHHAARR! they hit me back very good tho, and i had to dodge away. Destan help me kill one of the crystal men, I slung my chain at his back and tore him apart, then i turn to rest of the group. some could hover in air, so i whip my chain at them more, eventually, we kill all the crystal beasts. Their bodies are made of some very good looking crystals! it would be nice to take these with us. We found the ritual that lets us see fate from the library, it looks like these are the ingredients that are used. Now lets go find out some fates! I want to know about that man in the black armor who come to my tribe and steal my people, was he fated to do this? We went back to ritual room, and everyone got to choose one person to know the fate of, I chose the man in black, it was Uriel the seer! he met up with someone, and then his fate shredded like I shred the flesh of anyone that stands in my way! We learned about Destan, how he is just a puny thread on Alfonzes rope. The small dragon orb we found showed us some stone dragon, very sad looking dragon, maybe someone stole dragons orb. There is much more to explore in the dungeon, maybe more powerful items for me to wear! RHRAR!

Taldarin's Journal 7/24

From within the Freezer room, we discussed the possibility of opening the remaining two freezers. We chose to leave them for now but before we leave this place, we will open them in case there are people who need rescuing. We decided to venture north from here. We came upon another crossroad, to the west another one of those horrible undulating tentacles, with faces and other body parts seemingly poking out. We heard whispering… Greyspar….. Greyspar…! Adric armed himself, the tentacle lunged at him, and adric lept out at it, slashing it with his axe. Unfortunately , smaller tendrils wrapped around his arms, and then his body, eventually sucking him into its mass. We could see a small bulge suck in a northern and upward direction, we must try to save him! We ventured north a bit more. we came to a long hallway lined in spikes, with statues of bat like creatures lining the walls, and on platforms 20 feet up. Fadris and Shamash went first, any time spikes line a corridor, there are bound to be traps. The walls were cruder than the surrounding architecture of the main lab, making it difficult to detect any seems in the walls. as we came further into the room, the bat like creatures turned from stone to flesh and they began to swoop down on us… Gargoyles! They dive-bombed us left and right, some of the smaller ones had large horns which they would use to fly down and impale us with. More than once did Destan find himself a victim of this charge, only later to be flown up above the spikes, ready to fall. I was knocked back onto the spikes once from one of the gargoyles. They would simply swoop down onto us and fly right back up onto the pedestals. How can we reach them like this! We took out the lesser gargoyles that stayed on the main floor. and identified the ones with horns as our next priority. We took out all but one gargoyle. Knowing he couldnt win, he flew up onto a pedastle and turned to stone. Thinking quickly, I hit him with staggering note, knocking the creatures down onto the spikes. When it turned back to flesh, we had a few seconds to pound down onto it, eventually taking it out. The room, now littered with rubble and dust, we continued on. Towards the opposite end of the hall, small bloodstains littered the floor. Further forward was a hallway with 2 portcullis blocking our entry. In the next room, we heard crying from a woman in a cell on the eastern side of the room. the entire room was filled with death, smelled of death, and felt like death. Dead bodies lay in some of the cells, and one had a shiny amulet. We continued toward the sounds of the crying. When we approached, the creature let out a horrible scream and lunged at us! a Ghost! Other zombies animated, including two very large zombies from the center of the room, and scarabs crawled out from the cracks in the wall. We were cornered in the hallway, zombies approaching from either side. The banshee simply touched shamash, disappeared, and suddenly shamash began lunging himself at us, oh no, domination! We decided to not attack shamash for now, lets destroy the rest of the zombies before dealing with him. Luckily for us, he snapped back to his old self, revealing the spirit. She shifted into a cell and slammed the door shut and locked it…Great… I was hit by one of the smaller sized zombies, and maggots crawled into my flesh, I felt a dread I have never felt before. The grasp of death never felt closer, and the horrible energy of death only pulled me faster and closer to the grave. We eventually killed one of the larger zombies, but to our dismay, it reanimated! Travis assured us they could only do this once though. We backed further into the hall, sandwiched closely together. We dispatched the spirit, and only have a few more zombies left to kill…

Taldarin's Journal 7/10

After raising Travis, the party decided to investigate the library. We split up, Kallric and I looked for books containing ancient rituals, and the rest of the party went to look for other books. During our searching, we found many books about dragons… and a section of books written in the same script that we found on the walls of the cavern depicting humans fighting dragons. I set up my ritual materials to perform the comprehend language ritual, but Kallric stepped in, he could read this script! The book discussed an original dragon war, one that was preceded by some catastrophic event. We delved deeper and found other curious information regarding dragons. We did end up finding a book containing rituals, and some very nice rituals were contained within their leather bound covers. Among them, some very useful rituals. The transfer enchantment ritual was unfortunately not found… but linked portal was! This means we can return to the lab if we desire! Also, we found the ritual that can be used to see anothers fate, but it requires some special components, not just alchemical reagents and the like. Past the ritual room, we decided to investigate the room with the mist in it… I decided to send the toy soldier forward, in a way to scout, but Destan confiscated it from me… jerk. So we just went in, it was very cold, the freezer? Yes, it must have been, there were fridges a good number of them lining the upper and lower levels of the room. We looked around, an open freezer with a small plaque that read : “Kallric Atru, Lost in time” beside the freezer, a small drawer, we opened it, and within, a book, Kallric’s ritual book! Kallric gleefully transferred the enchantment from my short sword to my unenchanted long sword, and Adrics warhammer into a waraxe. Now we’re talking! Another one of the freezers read “Volerium” or something, and there was another one that had some womans name, irelia? well she was pregnant… or so it said. The drawers next to those 2 had no items unfortunately. The last freezer with a plaque said “Shamash Thunderstrike, Mysteriously appearing Dragonborn” oh! Shamash? we looked in his drawer, the keepers shield! well, it certainly looked much older then it used to… why? We opened his Freezer and a blue goo came rolling off him, Travis went to brush the remaining goo off him and it began to boil, Goo monsters! Shamash came to, and we immediately began battling these horribly cold creatures. And cold they were! they engulfed us, causing lots of chilling damage, and while they were engulfing, it was very difficult to single them out, Im sure attackign our allies with this goo on them would result in some damage to them! It was a long battle, and the goo almost beat us down, but we eventually pulled through. Shamash told us his story, how he was going to the eastern front, and there was a flash of light. He and a small crew of dragonborn just disapeared. Shamash came back to and was tied down, similar to Kallric’s story, and again, Vincint Ayers had spoken to him, but this was years ago! Shamash had traveled back in time, Vincent had read his fate… and because of this, deemed it safe to freeze him and send him back to our time. Maybe somehow he knew we would meet back up with him. We saw that the freezer room reconnected to the library, and that the north and east passages were unexplored. We planned our next move, and headed down the corridor.

Taldarin's Journal 6/26

Other books came off the shelves as well, lashing at us with tenticle like projections from within them. Also to our dismay, 2 large floating beaked brains came floating in as well, also with large tenticle like projections. Immediately they floated towards us, grabbing us with their appendages, some of them even spewing acid upon our flesh. It was not a pretty sight at all. Fadris blinked to the top of a bookcase only to be grabbed by 2 beasts, and there he stayed, locked in combat with the two brains, unable to get away, as fadris often does. I utilized my powers mostly in ways to pull my allies away from the grabs, what else could I do? pushing a few away, pulling a few down, either way I tried my best to keep our team safe. Kallric confused the pair of brains for a few seconds, sending them into a stupor of mirrors within their own minds, but they broke free of the spell. These were tough creatures! We kept attacking and attacking, and they just wouldn’t fall, these were seriously some tough creatures! Finally, adric started landing a few strong blows on them, and we dwindled their numbers slowly. Upon winning the battle, we wasted no time…. to the ritual room! I was so excited, a whole room full of rituals! when we arrived though, the faint small of burnt earth and brimstone wafted into my nostrils… demons! we were bombarded by lightning over and over, small lightning shelled creatures kept launching large bolts towards us. Then we heard faint whispering “kill your friends… they are your enemies… harm them…” I shook this feeling, but travis darted an eye towards me, and swung his mace, I dodged, hey! its me! i yelled, he came to, the small quasit lost his grip on him… but poof! he disappeared! I ran forward and attempted to push the smaller demons back with my shout of triumph, “BACK FELL CREATURES! WE WILL DESTROY YOU!” and with a clap of thunder, I pushed a large number of them back, allowing kallric to land ice bombs all over the place. fadris jumped in, and immobilized the largest of the creatures, a 6 armed horrid thing, larger than us all. The battle was going in our favor, we were annihilating them! well… we were, and im not sure what happened, but the tides turned… we were continuously bombarded by lightning, and large ape like creatures beat thier chests and our faces over and over. Travis fell… the only one in the party with healing remaining… stay strong travis! after a few attempts to heal him, and one to many failed death saves, travis was slain… his horribly mutilated corpse lay bloody on the ground… and none of us are strong or knowlegable enough to raise him! What will we tell Lady Wetbush! We defeated the rest of the creatures, and wrapped travis’s body in cloth. After looking around the ritual room, we found many components for rituals… but no ritual books… Kern, were are the ritual books!? you said this was the ritual room! he replied that they are in the library… correllon damnit… a faint breeze of magic in the room made my arcane knowledge brim with excitement, Our rituals will certainly be stronger here… I can feel it! We ventured back out to the library, and found the collection of rituals… Lets see what rituals we’ve found…

Taldarin's Journal- 6/19

We squinted our eyes, down the dimly lit hallway we continued to hear the clunk, clunk… an iron golem…! but… it has moving parts, gears, levers and the such… this was no iron golem, just an automaton of some sort. It came at us but we surrounded it, making the golem a quick victim of the feywild! Adric found himself on the other side of the machine. Its attacks were simple, it would swing at us, and punch us, It was proving to be an easy battle. It slashed at travis, then punched him, both landed then its gears moved, and travis was grabbed by the machine, and it began to draw him inside it! from the machines back fell what looked like a lifeless body, a frail and emaciated looking… half elf! My kind were rare on this plane as i’ve seen, not too many unions between men and elves here i suppose. I dont know why a human male wouldnt want the company of a female elf.. but I digress. I inspired travis with a majestic word, pulling him out of the machine, he struck the beast with a healing strike, invigorating the emaciated figure. The half elf ran backwards, and began bombarding it with magic missles, this was no ordinary half elf, this was a wizard! the machine sprayed the battlefield with small spider like clockwork creatures, they skittered around and latched themselves onto my allies, i blasted 3 away with a shout of triumph, but could not reach the one attacking our new half elf ally. Adric continued to pound away at the golem, and quite a few times did I have to pull allies out of his whirring gears. Luckily for us, it never got a chance to fully envelope one of us, as it must have done who knows how long ago with this new half elf. We eventually beat it down, and immediately hailed the newcomer. His name was kalleric Atru, a half elf wizard of some school of sorcery that was destroyed over 500 years ago! he had met vincent ayers nearly 20 years back, while strapped to a table, he was unfortunately engulfed by gears. Lucky for him, we came along. It seems as though he was an apprentice and researcher working on a very special magic, one which seemed like it had the power to see otheres fates. We learned that the dukes son was fated to kill the duke. Perhaps the reason why the duke decided to change the strands within the tapestry? We went back to the study area and rested. sometime during my watch (whatever time it is, its dark 24/7 down here) A small toy soldier came through a small crack in the wall. He began moving the items around in the room, as if… cleaning up? Guys! wake up! i yelled, “destan” recognized this toy soldier as a childhood toy. why is it here? It wasnt of much help, it didnt know anything. We decided that the best course of action was to go to the library. When we got there, we saw a large book in the center of the room. Me and kallric took of to the far corner to go to the ritual room, and destan explored the book. It was just jibberish… it didnt say anything… then it attacked!!

The Legend of Adric Greyspar 5/15

Adric sat at the table in the dining room of the Ayers manor, quietly sipping his ale. Taldarin was boisterously telling some grand tale about Kerathra the Wizard-maiden or some nonsense while Fadris and Travis laughed along. Adric’s thoughts, however, were with his father and the recent events. He was never good at following the fantastic stories his father would tell him about fate and sorcery, and being involved in the middle of one didn’t make it any easier. What did the seer mean when he said that Adric shouldn’t exist? How did the talisman he wore protect him from the blow of the fate juggernaut they fought in the fields just the other day? He glanced at Destan and noted that he was likely stuck on the same thoughts as he sat in the corner, seemingly attempting to blend into the walls, unnoticed.

All-in-all, though, it was nice to stay at the Ayers estate. The servant staff was polite and helpful, and Adric was able to spend plenty of time thinking through his situation. He came no closer to determining how to execute his father’s charge, though. Before long, the academy wizard had arrived and was prepared to begin the portal ritual. Perhaps Vincent Ayers’ lab would provide some answers.

The portal ritual was nothing new to Adric. Jeddamar would use it frequently to travel, and Adric accompanied him on more than one occasion. The destination portal, though, was disconcerting. The structure was old and ruined with a strange, pulsating flesh tentacle curling around the broken pillars. A quick survey of the room indicated that this was located deep underground. This was confirmed a moment later when the smell hit…the telltale, putried musk of a troglodyte.

Adric was the first to respond, diving out of the destination cage and hurtling down the stairs to strike first. Taldarin began to sing as the sound of moving gears filled the room. Adric did not have a chance to see what caused the noise as the bard’s song transported him to the Fey. Adric was prepared for this, he rushed 12 paces west to where the troglodytes were standing, and when the song ended he found himself flanking one of the soldiers with Travis. The ranger and battle cleric struck in unison, crippling the warrior as the terrible smell overcame them. Before they could finish him, though, Adric found himself flanked by another of the lizardmen. He ducked a hard swing and struck the newcomer in the knee with his hammer, and followed that with an overhand strike with his axe. By this time, Destan had joined the fight, striking from behind Travis with his glaive.

The party made short work of the troglodytes, though Taldarin spent much of the fight hobbling around attempting to escape a rust monster. Fadris spent more than a few moments giggling at the sight before sniping the beast down at range with Fey fire. Eager to escape the stench, the companions ventured down the nearest corridor.

The corridor ended in a dead end with a metal dial centered on the wall. A scrawled message above it read “What is most important,” and the dial had five concentric wheels with letters etched in them. After a few failed tries, Taldarin was quick to determine the password – Vincent Ayers clearly placed great value on his son and protege. He wheeled the dial to say “Emery,” and the passage opened. Truly, Adric often forgot that Destan was a pseudonym for the soldier at the center of all this.

They entered the passage, and found themselves in the secret library of the archmage Vincent Ayers…

Taldarin's Journal 5/15

We arrived at the Ayers estate, and were greeted kindly by the servant staff there. Destan “Emery” Ayers didnt want to be seen by the servants he grew up with and hid beneath his cloak. Travis, the legal owner of the Ayers estate as of now, introduced himself to the servants and from that point forward, we were taken very good care of. The servants were quite nice, very obedient and they sure did make good food! Destan didnt ever come to the Dinner table, and it was noticed. The servants often asked about him, if he was ok, or if they were accommodating him well. Travis assured them that he was just a loner and everything was well.
It was not long before the fellows from the academy arrived. He unfortunately didn’t have the transfer enchantment ritual, so again, we must wait. We decided to wait until morning to travel to the secret lab, so we made reservations for the Academy wizard to stay in the estate.
In the morning, it was about 10 minutes worth of ritual preperation, and the portal opened, we were sucked into darkness.
Upon coming to, we lit some sunrods, and noticed we were in a cage of sorts, pillars slightly bowed out reaching toward the sky. descending from the ceiling was a horrible tentacle, faces and limbs periodically thrusting out of its fleshy surface. Through the dimly lit room, we could also see (and smell) another trouble…. Troglodytes! and CORRELLON do they smell bad! they threw spears at us, pinning us down, I used a new power to teleport 2 allies out of the cage. I was immediately cursed and found myself unable to get out of the cage! The trog mage who cursed me then flipped a switch and large blades came down from the pillars slashing at all of those inside! I had to run, even while slowed, to the exit of the cage, then i sung my majestic word, and found the spirit to move the remaining 5 feet that I needed to escape from the cage. To my dismay, I slid right into the sights of a beetle looking creature, it lashed an eye at me, and its mouth began to water, what is this creature! It went to attack me, and strangely enough it did not go for me, it went for my magical sword! Rust monster! I quickly stashed the sword in my cloak, and the rust monster had no other magical metal item to consume, so yes, i ended up being burned by its acidic saliva. I branded my non-magical longsword and took a swing at the beast, its blood began to rust my sword. The cavern curse wouldnt leave my body, and i just kept trying to flee this beast before it completely took me out! it took me nearly a solid minute to reach the rest of the party, but the rust monster could cover Tremendous ground at a remarkable speed! i compulsed it to travel next to the horrible tentacle but unfortunately it was too agile to be consumed by it. The rest of the party finally took the monster down, and I cleared the curse from my body. We continued to attack the troglodytes until we slayed them all, finishing the final trog by pushing it into the tentacles and allowing the large arm to consume it. GROSS!
There are 5 exits from this circular room, and we just randomly passed into one of the corridors. Above a door with 5 wheels with the alphabet on each one read: “What is the most important thing?” Money? Power? I decided to see what a wrong entry did, so I placed the dials to AAAAA. I felt a magical presence begin to boil, not a good idea! what is the most important thing…? “Adric!” said adric, “Ha ha!” his deep dwarven voice boomed… But that made no sense, this was Destan’s fathers lab… Emery’s…. fathers lab… EMERY! I put the name into the dials (because they were all too chicken to) and the door opened! in the “lab” came into a small square room with a skull on a pedastle in the center. not detecting any traps, we took steps towards it. “Who goes there!” said the skull. I game “Destan” a glare and encouraged him to answer by his true name. “Emery Ayers” he said. The skull ended up being his great grandfather, and knew the lab fairly well. He also wanted to be taken along on our journey. He was not a friendly skull though, and continuously was putting me down.
Apparently there are 3 major areas to this lab, a study, a library (with a ritual room!), and an animal experimentation area… We decided to check the study first. Everything looks destroyed, apparently the “experiments” got loose. We decided to go investigate the room with the skull one more time, and we heard a loud “thud….THud…Thud…” as we squinted down the hall we saw… a Construct coming right for us!

Taldarin's Journal 5/1

As the dark figure strode toward us, a small group of the armenac elite decided to stay and assist us. The archers fired upon him, and the swordsmen engaged him one by one, and one by one they were slain, it seemed, with no effort at all. I attacked and landed a stunning blow…….. what!? But how! I missed my target, I felt the vigor of steel against steel, and I had the vision in my mind of the blow but it just didn’t connect. Travis and adric had no such luck either, but when Fadris hit him with an eldrich blast, he howled in confusion “How could this be happening!!!” Destan also took a shot, and his hit slammed into the figures armor as well. He must be a seer, and he cannot see Destan or fadris! why I cannot say, but his fate magic is useless on them. The figures attacks struck with such a force as to outright kill… essentially anyone. I was struck by one of these attack, I felt my life fade before my eyes, and just before I felt the grasp of death take my soul to correllon, I had a memory that I had not had in a very long time. A fond memory of when I was very young, I saw the faces of my parents, vividly. Ive never seen them as vivid as this! They looked into my eyes, so happy, so proud… My eyes opened, and I was still standing on the battlefield, I had not been slain! Adric was also hit, and the small chunk of wood he holds around his neck began to glow, and warm his body, and somehow, it saved him as well. Fadris and Destan eventually angered him enough to have him retreat the fight, and then the army rushed toward the town. We retreated into the city, and luckily enough, we had evacuated everyone. The sound of war was upon us. A very large group of orcs engaged us, 15, 20!? the 5 of us took them out one by one, but the thing about orcs, you kill one and another will surely take its place. There was one mage orc who conjured a terrible cloud of flies… they stung and bit and got in your eyes. Correllon, i hate flies. After dispatching the crowd of them, we heard loud thundering footsteps. A huge troll came lumbering after us! pushing lesser orcs aside, he wanted a piece of our group alone. He was pretty hardy, but we just overcame him eventually. We slayed him, and there he lay. Victorius we… but wait! he stood again! Damn trolls! we need to extinguish the life from his body using fire. I ran over to a burning out, quickly pulled a torch from my Deep pocket cloak and ran back. Travis poured lamp oil on his body, and i struck it with the fire, he caught ablaze, and there he rested. The town was overrun, but with no civilians remaining in the town, it was a victory in my eyes.
We escaped the town out its non-ransacked side, and made our way to Destan’s Estate. The trip was uneventful and we were greeted when we arrived.

Taldarin's Journal 4/17

When we first arrived, we went straight to the town hall. We warned the mayor of the probable doom looming over the town, and we explained that the nature of magic was that of fate, and that it was complicated indeed. We were a bit conservative at first, but eventually informed him that a member of his village was going to survive an onslaught that will happen in the near future. I believe he may have gotten his loved ones to safety. He didn’t see or sense any magic in the area, but why would he, he doesn’t have the glimmer fey behind his eyes. Fadris and I decided to do a little investigating of our own. The mayor spoke of a local wizard, able to perform minor cantrips and the such, and we were going to put him to the test. He owned a shop of sorts, I could smell the residuum from outside his storefront. As we went in, many magical trinkets lay about. Curious objects they were, some just novelties, but many glistened with magic. He had a small collection of rituals at his disposal, and after sifting through them, Fadris and I decided that a ritual to see through the eyes of a slain victim was of much value. He agreed to accept some divine ritual reagents instead of our hard earned coin, even if there was a bit of a mark up in price. He also offered us another deal, he would purchase any magical gear from us at 75% of its cost in residuum (instead of the lousy 20% the disenchant ritual can perform) We sold destan’s space-shifting bolts, and the elixir of accuracy, claiming a small pile of fresh residuum. After speaking with him for awhile, it was evident that he was just a storefront, and not much of a wizard. We left the shop to bring the news of the deal he was offering to our companions.
Later in the week, a group of cloaked men entered the town, some armed with bows. Travis noticed them, as he was continuously scanning the town for suspicious characters. They came into the inn we were eating at and sat quietly at a table… interesting indeed… I began to introduce myself to one of them, noticing that he didn’t wear a tin ring on his hand. he was curt, but not unfriendly. He just wanted to be left alone. Certainly suspicious behavior… We decided to check the other inn in the town and surely enough there was another group of eight men in cloaks at that tavern too. We devised a plan, I would use the hat of disguise to look like one of the other injured guards, and… well see what happens from there I suppose. Luckily we decided to inform the mayor that his town was being occupied because when we went in, he was meeting with a noble lord. He introduced himself, and the mayor assured us that he was a friend. The men in town were Armenac elite! Its certainly comforting to know that such fine warriors were with us. Apparently Servalan had sent him to stay with the town as a waypoint to the eastern border where his true mission was. Any help is good help! We confirmed with Servalan that he was indeed as he said, and she replied that he was her most trusted and loyal lord, comforting news. He proposed a challenge for us, his finest group of 8 warriors wants to challenge us to a duel! We accepted and the next day, we met in a field. 4 armored men in plate and with shields took the front line, and 4 archers took the rear. As the combat started, it was evident that they had the upper hand. Their military discipline made it seem as if they atually acted as one as their efforts crescendo in concert. We eventually took them down, and as a reward, he outfitted any member of our party not wearing magical gear with a +1 magical version. What a generous gift! Later in the day we heard horns sound, and the fate hunters army amassed outside the town. Comprised of beasts and humans alike, they numbered approximately 300, slightly more than our 200 elite and ourselves. Their leader proceeded to the center of the imminant battleground, he wants to parley. Our lord went to meet him, and not soon after he got there he was slain by the man in one fell swoop. Our archers let fire, hundreds of arrows descended upon him, none of them hitting their mark. As he approached, our front line went to meet him, and he with a singe swoop slew them all… How can we defeat this creature! A mask covered his face, we could see nothing of him, was he man or spectre!? Destan and I let out a loud cry to disperse, and he turned upon us as approaching us. Travis took a horse to attempt to heal the lord but it was too late, he was dead. He hoisted him upon the horse and rode back. The armored creatures stride fixed itself upon destan and myself. It seems as if we have a problem…

A Marriage brings convenient ties:
I sent a sending to Seralan to ask who killed our family and to get a feeling for her opinion of the Duke. The response was “I have my suspicions get here soon new responsibilities.” So we decided to go there quickly. This would be a 12 day trip. On the journey we encountered many people seeking shelter in larger communities. At one point the refugees were being attacked by a group of aberrations, 2 carrion crawlers and 2 of those tentacle headed creatures from Anne’s home along with an Eye tyrant, this can’t be good. We discovered, thankfully, that this is not a beholder but some lesser species if some such thing exists. We all co-operated to dispatch them quickly I gave Adric my divine strength to his weapon and Destan kept inspiring Adric by pointing out opportunities for extra attacks. With the bard singing in the background we all fought bravely.

After that we went on to my family home to find Seralan there. We spoke briefly and I learned that she has been demoted so she could take care of the family and estates. She has arranged a political marriage to an older woman for me, how nice of her, argh. How, am I to discover who and why these attacks are happening and who is behind it all if I am to be tied down to an estate? I was so put off on the idea that I did not even think to ask who the woman was. To my surprise it was Florence Ayers, wasn’t Destan called “Lord Ayers”? Being suspicious of a setup or an attempt on her life I decided to go escort her to the home. We all left to meet her on her way. Of all the nerve and arrogance, the Bard asked to speak to her inside her carriage. It was agreed to as long as a guard was with them. Me thinking this could be the worst thing to happen now that he has the hat, who is he going to pose to be her dead brother or something? Apparently he behaved himself. Although the wedding was rushed and small it went well. We had no incident beyond having to choose the bard as my best man. Destan gave Florence away. That was curious and she was giving looks to Destan like she was very familiar with him.

The Honeymoon night was a very educational night. Many of my recently gained curiosities about Destan were answered. He is her supposedly dead brother Emery Ayers. Hence the seers remark also. It was and still is a shock to think that Destan, uh Emery, uh … I know him as Destan he wants to be called Destan I will continue to call him that. He is my brother in law. Although I now am the estate holder of the Ayers estate I made sure that it is understood I do not want nor will I keep my influence on his estates if he should come out of hiding.

She is also familiar with managing estates with no one around to support her, I feel guilty about leaving her to proceed on this endeavor of ours but if we are successful she will be better for it. I hope to find her a unique and special gift during my travels to send her, as a gift of my appreciation for her life being inconvenienced.

She did have interesting information about Vincent Ayers. He apparently had a secret lab someplace which he accessed from his home portal. We had her contact the University to have someone open the portal so we could investigate this for more information. We started to head to the Ayers, or is it now the Wetbush estates? But we stopped on the way in a small town that has not been attacked yet, in hopes to interfere with the next attack; while we wait for the university scholar to assist us in gaining access to the lab.


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