Drahlnock's Diary

A new campaign using Monte Cook's varient Arcana Unearthed rules. The heroes follow a quest through the forest into the mountains and out onto the plains.

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Post by Walks-in-Soot » Wed Jul 28, 2004 12:43 pm

It seems that our little group has it's differences after all.

The other night 'apparently' while I slumbered there was an altercation in the camp that caused a lot of trouble apparently, Our Greenbond companion, Mara, had decided to try and play a prank on one of our other companions, the Sibeccai Totem Warrior.

The Greenbond though made the faux pas of telling the Warmain off, which now I think about it I can just se him doing as he was, he struck the Greenbond down, though in a moment of remorse I was awakened to help heal the Greenbond, though my own skills are limited in healing I did what I could when asking what happened the Warmain informed me of what had been happening, when I went to tell the Greenbond off, not to go causing problems in the group I was rudely told off.

Returning to my tent in disgust I returned to my slumber, it wasn't until later that I found out we were under siege by an entire nest of giant spiders, disgusting creatures they are though we successfully defended our camp from the horrors.

:? It wasn't until later when I was helping defend against the spiders that I learned that the Greenbond was dead, apparently the victim of falling from a tree, Though as a sign of respect I helped bury the Greenbond in a decent ceremony. Given the fighting I don't know wether that it is the truth or not but I plan on doing what I can to make myself worthwhile to keep around

I just hope that we can work out our differences though I believe my skills and limited healing abilities will help keep the others of our group together.

Though I have a modicum of respect for the Sibeccai Totem Warriors, both have proven able combaticants against the Rhodin we've seen so far. The Warmain though as useful a soldier as he is, has proven he is less then tactless in combat, intentionally startling an entire flock of bats that would have warned off any of our enemies that were further up the cave system.

The Litorian is a strange one though, excelling at unarmed combat, though I am glad of thir combat experience though I have little practical experience with swinging my staff though I hope that warriors of the group can help me practise my skills in combat.

Well that is it for now as our quest continues I shall add more to this my diary lets hope I survive long enough to make a decent story of this quest.

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Drahlnock's Diary (Part 2)

Post by Walks-in-Soot » Wed Aug 04, 2004 11:22 am

Day 16

well I think I shall learn to try and duck and dodge blows further, I write this after that 'Chorrim' tried to defile that Giant's grave, the creature was far taller and considerably more well armed and I would have stood little chance, i am just glad that I was still drained from healing other party members that the first strike made me fall unconcious and didn't kill me instantly.

And to wake to the face of a new Giant healing me was a surprise and a half, though it seems with the loss of our other Greenbond the Gods have seen fit to have a Giant Greenbond sent to us.

The news though upsets me, our former Greenbond's grave had been found open and empty, this cannot be a good sign, I hope at some future time we do not have to fight our former comrade.

Day 17

Well our travels continue, refreshed and feeling stronger for all that happened with the Giant, finding that Gansin tree was a rare find and I took three berries with me, hopefully I may seed them if and when I find a home suitable enough for me.

The tree and it's strange stone barrier seemed almost like a containment setup, similar to how some Magisters summon and contain spirits and being from the Heavens or Hells.

The Faen writing though was unusual, a riddle which I have little patience with.

It was not long later that when we had left the woods and were approaching the mountains that we were approached by a man on horseback, he introduced himself as 'Liam Uliksson of De-Shamod' apparently he was headed for the Keep Ebonring, after hearing his story that he was headed for Ebonring to see that the ring was eventually destroyed because it was too powerful an object and the keep to readily sieged and looted.

Our response was that we were tasked with returning the object that was all, so unable to sway from our Oath to the keep to find and return the Ebonring we bid the fellow adue and continued on our path.

The day was blessedly uneventful which allowed us all to rest and enjoy a night under the stars though it wasn't long before we were disturbed in our beds by Rhodin again attempting to kill us or at least weaken the strength of the group.

Though our skilled and able warriors were more then a match for the Cowardly Rhodin.

Day 18

Well yet another interesting little marker in the mountains, this is apparently some sort of tomb or test to judge those that wish to challenge it, I could only decipher one of the scripts used to write the sentences on the tomb, Perhaps when I have had access to more books back at Ebonring Keep I can understand that language all the much better.
And being this was the only thing of note this day we trudged on.

Day 19

I am seriously beginning to dislike the Magister who took the ring in the first place, all of these tests and traps, the First, An illusory sound, or so I hope of a creature roaring, then some sort of spirit saying that only one could tame the Ebonring, which I seriously doubt.

The First of the 'Traps' was a Crossbow based trap that fired that any that walked along a narrowed part of the gorge, when the first few had passed, ducking so as not to get hit when it was obvious that the trap had been set off I walked across coming to no harm we continued on.

It was the next one which tested our warriors, a hedge of thorny vines grew up, seeing little way to do it the warriors of our grounp began hacking and chopping at the vines so we could pass through it, even I with my little experience with a blade tried my hand at it.

It's now I have appreciation for the Warriors of our group that can swing such heavy blades so freely.

I will say now that the most harrowing part of this day is over, the water pits, the Trapdoor, and learning that I had been lied to by the Litorian Oathsworn, that he had in fact killed the Greenbond and it confirmed the nagging feeling I had had all day.

Throughout all of our tests we managed to acquire the Ebonring, half our quest has been fulfilled the other, getting back to the keep we've yet to accomplish.

I am of two minds about most of the others in our group, there was much in fighting and too much deceit for my tastes I think I may continue with those I can trust in the group, wether we all continue that way is another question.

Let us hope that we make it back to the keep safely.

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Post by Walks-in-Soot » Sun Aug 15, 2004 11:29 pm

It's has been a rush few days so I apologise for my lack of writing but tonight we make camp in a small campsite held by the people that had held Ebonring Keep.

The Past few days have been dark indeed with the Loss of a new companion a Verrik Iron Witch that had begun to escort us, and a loss which has sparked a great sadness in me, our Warmain compatriate(sp), Devarn, I had begun to grow fond of the Warmain and his rather simple and interesting outlook on life.

Though I have noticed a few signs of discontent in our little group, after losing the Verrik and Devarn it was myself and my two Sibeccai companions that had made it much further, though the Giant that we had mistakenly left behind caught up, having found yet more people to assist us in getting the ring back to where it was supposed to go

I must admit though the travels have been taking their toll, I have been too used to warm beds in small cabins during my initial studies in the Ways of the Magister, these treks through the wilds have tired me out and the strain of keeping my friends alive also didn't help at all.

But hope continues to thrive in our hearts I hope. With solving a riddle I hope I have helped us find a way to return the keep to it's true owners and finally put the ring to rest where it is supposed to be, though for some reason I doubt it will be that easy.

My entry will be short this night as I must get some sleep as we attempt to take back the keep tomorrow, lets hope I can write in again and give the conclusion to this quest.

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Post by Walks-in-Soot » Sat Sep 18, 2004 6:33 pm

*After cleaning up the Caravan and restoring his diary and it's torn out pages Drahl'nock during the travel back to De-Shamod managed to write again in his diary*

Well it seems I get a chance over the next few days to make some entries in my Journal, I do apologise for the damage, seems my Wagon (Recently bought) was ransacked by the same assassins that sought to kill us.

They came close to killing me today, if not for the greenbond and hi anti-toxin is quite possible I would not be here (Bedridden and weak as a puppy) :x but I guess I should be lucky.

The Keep we explored seemed rather Uniqu, Someday I would love to return here and transcribe those books and maintain the history of such a place, and it would make a nice home as well. I have a few new acquisitions of my own *looking over at the Blue Crystal staff which rests across the wagon from him*

I have yet to find out what the staff is capable of doing, save for allowing me to pass an Electrical Field trap in the Keep I am hoping this fine staff will have other advantages as well.

Well these past few days have been odd, new lore and information seems to just unlock in my mind, all those tomes my former Mentor showed me are now beginning to make sense to me.

I should rest now I will put more down when I am feeling better.



(2 Days later)

Well our journey goes well, my Strength is returning, sickly and frail that I was the others have looked after me quite well, though reaching De-Shamod has graced our group with some sad new, Our contact was attacked and killed, the one who had brought us information about where to turn to find out how to destroy that accursed Ebonring.

These assassins are beginning to anger me severely, why is it they are after the ring, don't they realise just how dangerous the ring is? Are they that power mad they would risk their lives and soul trying to control such an Artefact? I am glad the only time I had that ring was retrieving it and taking it back to Ebonring Keep, I will be glad to see the end of that ring when all of this is over.

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