Morning comes with a blanket of fog. Ralith prays to Risha to receive her blessing and her magic. He is able to finish administering healing to the group. After a good meal and night’s rest, we are all brought back to full health. My salve had done quite a nice job soothing the infection on my cuts, but I am… Read more →
Before I even get close enough to peer down into the well’s depths, the spell reveals that it, and the ground surrounding it, is contaminated. It cannot show me if the poisons are the same, so I cannot totally rule out the possibility that the well simply became septic or putrefied by some natural process. As I gaze past the… Read more →
As Twitch and Vong gather materials for the fire, I decide to look for more clues among the burned out husk of the farmstead. Taking in the scene from close-up, something is nagging at my mind. There were human victims in both of the farm houses, but there was no pile of bodies by the door like one would expect… Read more →
We circle back around to the far end of the northern field just in time to see an ashy-green head bob through a thicket. I am not the only one who saw it, it seems, as Rakatha and Vong draw their swords quietly. Twitch goes low and rushes to the far side of the brush to flank. Just as she… Read more →
My gaze wanders through the campsite and I notice Ralith looking possibly more lost than Pil. Is it his first time outside of the city walls? I make a note not to get injured. Twitch is hunkered down awkwardly next to Vong looking, for all intents and purposes, keen on shanking and robbing the young aristocrat for nothing but his… Read more →
The first few miles out of town are nearly as safe as being within Nodkis’s walls. I observe all the travelers we come across—identifying marks, distinctive gaits, how perceptive they appear—and take note of who in my group they seem to consider. Many linger on Vong, which surprises me at first. My suspicions about their intentions are soon diffused by… Read more →
This squireship business seems like a extremely ill-advised plan. I still don’t get the connection either. It is bugging me, so I give into my curiosity and ask, since no one else has, “How have you come to know that man?” I motion to Rakatha.\ Pil looks at me, perhaps actually seeing me for the first time through the tunnel-vision… Read more →
After exiting the west gate, I get the feeling we are being watched. Not just looked at, as from the myriad travelers, town folk, and guards in the vicinity. I glance around surreptitiously and spot a young lad, maybe fifteen, boring a hole with his eyes into someone in the party. He is sitting on a log near the gate… Read more →
On Wednesday morning, I am sitting. Not at the spot a hundred feet from the Adventurer’s Corps. Instead sitting at the Adventurer’s Corps waiting for the others to show up. We had not agreed on a meeting time, and I haven’t seen those idiots for three days, but we were told to muster at eight the first time and I… Read more →
When I stir, I feel the fingers of a dream I was having still grazing against my awakening mind. The events of the dream are distinct, like flavors, but fleeting. I have a difficult time recording and evaluating the fragments I manage to capture. A pervading sense of purpose is the most tangible piece of the puzzle, and something with… Read more →