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The Indros Chronicles - Journal Entry Six
The Journal of Eudoxius Indros

Fireday, 2nd of Sarenith, 4710 AR

Walking back to Sandpoint has given me some time to reflect and write once again. Amiko is safe. Many have fallen to our blades, arrows, magic, and faith. We have slain Nawalia, and saved Amiko from certain sacrifice, but a great weight still rests on my heart, I have a grave feeling all is still not well. It very well may be just the trials and hard times of late, but I can sense an evil so strong its almost palpable. I had thought that slaying Nawalia would give me some relief, put order to the chaos, but I still have this feeling there is yet a greater foe.

I pray often these days, I owe my Gods my life, for without them I would be dead before this day. So many times has my life been on the line, and so many times was my life almost torn from my vessel. Aroden and Iomedae surely watch over me.

Cerein, Revan, Arnis- These are truly great men, and in the short time I have known these fellows each has put the welfare of Sandpoint and its residents before themselves, including myself, I truly could not ask for better companions. Alone none of this would have been posible, and together it seems there is nothing we cannot accomplish. A bond that would have taken years to forge, we have in days through combat and hardship, just as I would lay down my life for these men, so would they for me.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: For thou art with me; Thy sword and thy bow, they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies; Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the House of Aroden forever.

Goblins and the sea beast

We have learned that Amico Kaijistu has been kidnapped by Nawalia, and intended to be sacrificed to Lamashtu. We believe the sacrifice is for a Rite of transformation and Nawalia wishes to remove her “angelic taint” and become something far worse. We have traversed a many tunnels and have come out close to the Thistletop lair, we can see the tip of it above the treetops. Arnis & Revan went to scout entrances to the lair and have only found one passage through a giant wall of brambles, this would be a great spot to herd people to or ambush them.

I was right about the brambles, as we were passing through we started hearing goblin calls, like a alarm to let others know some cattle have been herded into their trap. As we left the passageway it opened to a small clearing with a cave entrance, the calls were getting louder and our only option was to enter the cave. We proceeded with haste and caution into the cave and saw nothing but a dead end and a hole that went down very far. The calls were getting louder and closer, we were arguing about what we should do, go down into the unknown or try and face a large contingent of goblins. Down the hole into the unknown! We tied 2 lengths of rope together and went spelunking, now this reminded me of my days with Professor Maddry and I started to reminisce of the times when I did not fear for my life. I know some of my family would be thrilled with what I have been up to.

The hole led to a underwater cave and we were on a shelf that was exposed due to the low tide. As I touched the floor a loud roar was unleashed from the other side of the cave and then I heard a giant splash.Maybe it would have been better to face the goblins? Goblins I know what they look like and are capable of, now we have a massive water bound beast to be wary of. Seconds after this thought a giant seal appeared on the edge of the shelf, this monstrosity was as tall as Eudoxius’ and had the mouth of a shark with as many rows of teeth. The seal let out another fearful roar, the effect it had on me crushed my spirit of adventure and my will to help the others engage it in battle. I will admit that this was not my finest moment, the fear of death was overwhelming me and I had to flee from this monster. In my hysterics I jumped into the water that was still in the cave and was beset with the urge to try and swim away. The battle was not going well for my companions. The seal was swift and it hide very tough, then it got a hold of Eudoxius, a hold so crushing he dropped his weapon. Feeling the cold water lap into my face and witnessing the Eudoxius’ sword falling from his grasp snapped me out of the fear of the beast. I was once again able to stand by my comrades side and aide in this battle, I climbed to the highest point of the outcropping and steadying my crossbow with bow hands, breathing deeply I focused and let loose a bolt with such accuracy it flew into the seals open maw and was lodged in the back of it’s throat. Time seemed to slow as I watched the creatures eyes grow wide with pain and then it seemed as if the the black pupils slowly faded to a cool grey as the life was leaving it’s body. We needed to tend to Eudoxius’s wounds with haste, I am so glad we have met the cleric Arnis as he was able to lay hands on Eudoxius.

The Indros Chronicles - Journal Entry Five
The Journal of Eudoxius Indros

Journal Entry Five [Page 5]

Oathday, 1st of Sarenith, 4710 AR

These are the longest days of my life.

It is the afternoon, possibly early evening- We have traversed the extensive smuggling tunnel system under the city. While navigating the eastern tunnel branch we encountered a lone Sin-spawn guarding the first portion of the passage. Revan stumbled forward missing the vile creature. Taking advantage of the situation I sprung forward filled with the divine might cleaving the distracted Sin-spawn in two. Continuing on we venture forth into a room which we are above on a wooden platform, we continue on clearing our current level until we came into a large poorly lit room. Revan and Arnis were convinced something was on the ceiling, watching them?- well that wasn’t the case at all, they through a torch up as high in the air as they could, getting the attention of a very angry, very disgusting [mutated? experiment?] Goblin Tribe Leader Koravis [identified by the sash he carried]. Immediately the four armed Koravis charges us. The battle was short but intense, we clearly had him out numbered, but that didn’t make him any less fearsome of a combatant. For a goblin leader he seemed out of place, and he didn’t say a word, which for goblins is very odd. They sing, they laugh, they talk – a lot. Between the silence and the extra arms, it is my theory is there is some dark magic or science at work here, possibly some combination there of. Cerein takes some samples and we investigate the wooden grate covers which eerie moans have been emanating since our battle. Below are decrepit ancient zombies.. it seems as though they have been their a very, very long time. From above we smashed all of the wooden covers and with the wood started fires in each pit bringing eternal death to the undead below. In a separate room on this level was a room with red metallic walls [made from red tears?]. In the room were a variety of floating items including a dead maggot ridden crow. After much experimentation and examination we obtained the items in the room, we laughably figured out after a simple levitation spell had been cast on the room. Backtracking now we head below- immediately we are attacked by two Sin-spawn. We dispatch them and move forward. In the next room is a Six foot tall statue of Alaznus [Runelord] holding a book and Ransuer [which I released from her grasp]. Following the passages we come to a room with a pool in its center, it is ornamentaly decorated with skulls around its edge. Immediately a shrieking head with wings flies from the pools center and tries to lock Revan in an embrace [kiss]. Revan resisted and through the head out of the way just long enough for Cerein to take it out with a shot from his crossbow. Cerein collected the head in a bag for further study. Moving on the tunnel branched again we headed right down the more well-lit path to clear the path before checking the other darker route. We come to a small offering shrine to Lamashtu [Note: Needs to be Consecrated/Destroyed] and beyond the shrine are large double doors. Beyond the doors would be our greatest test ever, a winged woman and her Sin-spawn assault us in this unholy cathedral. The battle ends with most of my allies dieing or near death. By a miracle I was able to save them and restore them to rough shape, but they can at least walk now. They were injured as we tried to disable and deactivate the Sin-spawn fountain. [A sentence begins but the writing stops mid word as if the writer’s attention was lurched away by some surprise]

ichor of evil

The days are blurring together as the plot against Sandpoint is becoming clearer, it feels like old sins are awakening and clawing their way to the surface and will strangle the life from all they encounter.

I know there is some missing details from my last entry to this entry and even now I am having a hard time writing. I am very afraid of losing my life. A ghoul almost ended my brief wandering of this world, this has shaken me and I cannot even begin to chronicle the events of that night. I have to proceed with caution as I am not very experienced in the adventuring world. Coming from a world of antiquity, where are most dangerous encounter is with vagabonds or unsteady engineering, I must change the way I think.

The threat to Sandpoint appears to be more than just one councilman’s quest for power, a truce between the different goblin tribes has also been orchestrated by the councilman, the bastard child of a wealthy busnessman((Kaijutsu) – who is the father of the woman who owns the Rusty Dragon) and the girl Nawalia who is suspected to have been involved with the church’s arson. They are conspiring to topple Sandpoint, but for what purpose? The local sheriff has gone to Magnimar(the family of Eudoxius Indros lives there and has sway with the government. Thankfully Eudo sent along a letter verifying the need for additional aide and with his family’s status will hopefully expedite the request).

The Indros Chronicles - Journal Entry Four
The Journal of Eudoxius Indros

Journal Entry Four [Page 4]

Oathday, 1st of Sarenith, 4710 AR

The festival and unveiling celebrations ended sucessfully, a happy hopeful note for an otherwise grim day. We met with the Mayor, the Sheriff and Shilelu (seems to be an agent or spy of sorts) about the days events and happenings, and another possible attack on Sandpoint. The Sheriff rides to Magnimar for aid since his small militia and town guard will not suffice. He should be at least half-way to there by now. I pray for an expeditious journey and a safe return. There is evil in Sandpoint. The Aasimar Girl Nawalia has been tainted by evil, she was either always a demon or devil spawn, or has been tainted by some evil since she ran away from Sandpoint so many years ago. Could the rumors that she murdered her adoptive father, the previous Cleric who ran the Church here, before he was burned in it? I have come to know of the abomination she has become and wishes to be tainted further still. Tsuto Kaijutsu brother of Amiko Kaijutsu, tricked his sister and kidnapped her. We ambushed Tsuto by accident while searching for Amiko in her fathers Glassworks. He and a nasty little contingent of Goblins slew the staff and Lonjiku Kaijutsu, he was entombed in a glass coffin, perhaps while he was still alive. We thoroughly searched and interogated Tsuto learning the location of Amiko, she is to be some sort of sacrifice, along with Sandpoint to Lamashtu, also known as The Demon Queen, The Mother of Monsters, or Demon Mother. This is the darkest revelation indeed, it is what I feared when we encountered the undead, a great evil is coming and we must stand together against it. I pray my companions are ready for the horrors we will encounter in the coming hours. Arnis seems like he might be the exception, most times he has that stare like, hes seen his fare share, and then some. The way he interrogated Tsuto, I have never seen a man of the cloth be so brutal when hes not engaged in battle, maybe hes lost it a bit? Either way what finally got us the results was hypnosis thanks to Cerein. We sent Tsuto off bound and hooded with guards to be locked away. I think everyone is rested from the battle now and ready to depart.

Craziest thing I’ve seen today: Revan throwing a goblin into a furnace.

Friends in High Places
A Call to Arms

this scroll is of fine parchment and is bound by a red ribbon and bears the official wax seal of the Indros Family

Lieutenant Commander Flenkis Waravon,

I write to you in the very early hours of Oathday, The First of Sarenith, you should be reading this tonight at best or by Fireday at the very worst. I had hoped to be speaking with you in person after my return to Magnimar and under better circumstances. A great tragedy has befallen Sandpoint. There was an organized assault on Sandpoint during the festival and unveiling of the new Cathedral of Iomedae. With the help of a few brave souls we were able to overcome and push back our attackers. Upon investigation of the attack as to why and how this came about, a plot to take the city has revealed itself. Fernik Maire, Councilman and owner of the Sandpoint Red Tears Mine, has conspired to overthrow the city and place himself as Mayor of Sandpoint. Fernik has had the mine shut down for bogus reasons and has been brining in “Miners” under false pre-tenses. These “Miners” purpose is not to get the mine back up and operational, no, their purpose is to aid in overthrowing the city. If Sandpoint falls into the wrong hands it could be great trouble for Magnimar, as this by land is not only a major trade route, but the last line of defense before you reach Magnimar from the North up the coast or from the East. If not for these reasons alone, I have some more troubling news, I have discovered undead here in Sandpoint as well. There very well could be an even greater threat here than Fernik Maire. Sheriff Belor Hemlock whom I entrusted this letter with knows Sandpoint better than anyone, if you need any information you don’t already have on the city he is your man. Sandpoint needs to be secured, Mayor Kendra Deverin is under 24 hour watch by the town guards and I am going to continue my investigation in the meantime.

I know I can count on you old friend.

Send your family my best.

~Eudoxius Indros

The Glassworks
Sleep is but a luxury

Good thing that sleep is more of a luxury than a necessity to me.

I met the other heroes in the very late/early hours. Reavin a Rogue and Shilani a monk off on her exploration on the world. We gathered at the Rusty Dragon for some rest, a drink and to meet with the mayor and sheriff. I hoped the barkeep would have heard more stories from some of the patrons that have come and gone to help us find out more of what is going on. Who could pass up a few drink. I believe that he knows more than he lets on. Or perhaps he doesn’t realize that he knows something. We examined the Smoky Stone a little closer and revealed that it was actually 9 stones fit tightly together to form one. There was a calm and aura about it.

After my watch I was able to recharge myself for about an hour or two. I was awaken by Cerain as he discovered that Amiko had gone missing. A letter was found and her room was undisturbed as if she was never there. The letter said that Amiko was to meet her brother, (Suto), at the Glassworks that their father owned. I hear that Tsuto makes Darcy seem like baby Halfling. We sent the Rogue and Monk to the Glass Works to check things out for their stealth would render them undetectable…little did I know that the rogue would be the clumsiest rogue that I have ever met. Maybe it was the early morning hours and lack of sleep.

After we regrouped we all went to the Glassworks for something seemed amiss. We entered and found pain. We surprised a large group of goblins burning the remains of dead workers. One never gets used to the smell of burning human, or other races, flesh. I’ve smelled it many times. I even remember that smell since I was a baby. Our surprise attacked gave us the upper hand in the fight. I will give a nod of approval to the rogue as threw one of the goblins into one of the furnaces…I will retract that nod as he spilled oil on a bench missing another goblin. In a matter of minutes we destroyed the party and took a prisoner. It turned out to be Tsuto. We discovered a book of detailed attack plans but without dates or times. Amiko is also still alive and is being held at Thisletop to be sacrificed.

My interrogation methods may have upset the monk. I guess my human side of bloodlust broke through and I may have been a bit rough. I just cannot stand when innocent people die and when a son kills a father, the way that he did, and possibly a sister. There is nothing like the bond of family. Even my short lived bond with mine is within me to this day. If the child monk cannot stomach it maybe she should return to the monastery. I do have to remember that she is still a child and not as jaded as I am. She has not traveled the same years I have traveled and not yet seen what I have seen.

I am curious about the goblin tunnels at the Glassworks. We need to get Amiko before it’s too late.

Treachery abound

Today has been a day of intrigue, death and the fear of dying. I fear my skill is lacking in the world of adventuring and may lead to a early demise. I know it is my path to be separated from my family to live in the world of man, to be “Forlorn”. Forlorned, I don’t care to be marked by that word, if we don’t learn the workings of the world of man, I feel we are destined to become another fallen race and only be talked of in fables and lore, another story to be told to children or lost in the books of historians. I fear that one day someone will be digging up and chronicling the remains of our strongholds trying to figure out what has happened to the world of elves. The irony is not lost on me, that this is the path I am now following….

The Swallow Tail festival began today, Sandpoint was christening a new multi faith Church. The speakers are the head priest of Iomedae a man named Zantus and the towns Mayor Kendra Deverin. There was a tall armored human in the crowd who stood out at the front of the crowd assembled, his sword as wide as a small child and as tall as I and he has armor that could almost rival the quality of dwarves and the fine artistic details of the elves. I think this may be the Paladin of Aroden. There were another pair of adventures in the middle of the crowd, the male wielding 2 thin swords, the names of that particular weapon escape me as I write this(insert weapon type later), another warrior or someone who is adept at emptying the pouches of unsuspecting persons? The girl who is his companion has caught my attention, she has the build of a youthful warrior with the scars to match, but no noticeable weapons or no armor. I think she spoke to her companion in Shoanti, but I am no eavesdropper so I did not try to listen to their conversation.

I did introduce myself to the man I suspected to be the Paladin, and I was right! We spoke for a few minutes before the ceremony began. I learned his name is Eudoxius Indros, I will have to ask Professor Medrine if his surname is familiar to him.

Chaos erupted, first a scream then a guttural yell. Next thing I know I was being shoved as people ran from the church and from the corner of my eye I spotted something on fire rolling towards the church. The square emptied pretty quickly and some people who I suspected were adventurers were no where to be seen. All that was left was the Paladin, myself, the 2 I suspected were Shaonti and a score of Goblins. My heart was racing and it felt like thunder in my ears, as I steeled my self for battle I realized the thunder was not in my mind, but a actual drum being beaten behind us where the flaming wreckage was. We were between 2 sets of goblins and the one with the drum seemed to be in charge of this group, was it a shaman or something else higher than the normal goblin?

The paladin ran into the first group of goblins and the 2 Shaonti followed. The paladin cleaved a goblin in two and I swear the young woman punched a goblin and it fell, then warrior or rogue was wielding both blades, it was like watching a whirling dervish. As I came out of my amazement, I cast a spell hoping to help the defenders and seeing my spell have a effect on the goblins. The first group of goblins were dispatched and then the second were on us. I stayed in the background as my skill is with magic and the crossbow, I have been trained with the quarterstaff, but feel more comfortable with the accuracy I have with the crossbow. My only combat spell I know was not much help, but I did manage to score a hit to the drum wielding goblin and daze it so the Paladin could deliver the killing blow. Now we had a fire to smother so the new church did not succomb to the fate of its predecessor. Finally some town folks have come out to provide assistance. We decided to wander the town to see the damage the goblins inflicted and every once in a while we could hear the goblins scurrying about at the fringe of town.

A man came bursting out of the White Deer inn, pursued by a goblin riding a filthy beast, it looked like a large dog with mange or some other skin disease. Not a creature I would want barreling down on me as I lay on the ground. Thankfully Eudoxius was able to get between the man and the goblin on the beast. Around the corner of the building came another group of goblins who chased a dog and killed it. What is with these goblins and their hatred for animals, especially the canine animals. They were screaming with excitement over the kill of the animal, this enraged me as I cannot stand cruelty to animals. As we engaged the goblins it seems the battle was going in our favor until the Shaonti girl Shilani fell, the paladin was struck with something. Are was holding his own against 2 goblins, but he was hurt and it seemed like he was gaining the upper hand. A goblin made it within striking distance of me and made a action against me, but luck was on my side as it fumbled with it’s weapon I was able to strike it down with my staff. It laid there broken, its head at a odd angle and a pool of blood forming at the side of the head. Eudoxius and Are killed the main goblin and its steed. A few goblins came onto this seen and quickly retreated screaming that the town would be theirs and a cryptic phrase about a smoky orb.

The man who was almost killed turned out to be a local noble named Aldern Foxglove. He assisted us in taking Shalani to the church hoping the priests would be able to heal her, Eudoxius needed to be treated for a skin affliction, Are suffered some cuts from the goblins weapons and somehow I was untouched.

So much has happened today I think the church is going to have to reschedule its christening.

The Indros Chronicles - Journal Entry Three
The Journal of Eudoxius Indros

Journal Entry Three [page 3]

Wealday, the last day of Desnus, 4710 AR

The streets are overflowing with people [I would guess the population has reached 1800 easily] and smiles are everywhere, vendors are peddling their wares, and foodstalls line the streets. Wonderful aromas fill my nose and my mouth begins to water. I think once the Mayor and Zantus speak and the unveiling is finished, I might see if I may join them for Food, Drink, and celebration.. this would be a good time to hear what Zantus has to tell me. Some interesting folk here today [People of note: Cleric of Pharasma: name? (I would like to meet this man), I saw a roguish type carrying 2 rapiers with him, does he fight with both of them at once? very interesting. I was very surprised to see a female half-elf monk about, I have only met one monk in my time and that was when I was a boy maybe 15 years ago, friend of dads I think. Hmm now here is a curious fellow, probably here to profit from the dig sites, he dresses the part of both archeologist and mage, if I had to wager, id say hes a wizard, the adventuring sort, not the shut in book reading type, although they are all obsessed with their books and ancient knowledge]. Hes staring at me now.. and hes coming this way.. [to be continued]

[something is written hastily here and then scribbled out, illegible]

Its been dark for sometime now, I sit privately in the Cathedral (just finished with prayer and meditation), the opaque white orb sits in my lap as I contemplate the days events. I feel surprisingly calm. Everything happened so fast today. So much death in the air now, on our hands, on the hands of others, and on the hands of the one pulling the strings [Councilman Fernik Maire? does it go beyond this man?].

Ah, Right. Where I left off. Cerein Longmeadow, the Archaeologist Wizard, approached me this morning prior to the consecration and ceremony for the new Cathedral. It turns out he is the right hand man to Professor Medrine the foremost expert on Thassilonian Society/Culture and is leading one of the excavations near Sandpoint. Well shortly after speaking to Cerein about the history of the old church, (It was burned to the ground by Nawalia an Aasimar Girl who was taken in by the former Priest, he died in that fire, many speculate he was murdered by Nawalia who wished to run away with a Blooded Varisian whom he disapproved of) speeches began and the ceremony was going to take place. Then it all came crashing down, there was a shriek, then dogs barking, then a scream [through the crowd a Goblin slicing a dogs throat], then more screams, the crowd disperses, doors slam, Goblins are everywhere, they sing their song, their warchanter beating its drum, Just as fast as they attack, we act to defend the town, when I say we I talk of the brave few who stood with me to put order to chaos. [Cerein Longmeadow, the Monk Shilani, and the man with the 2 Rapiers named ‘R’? it turns out he wields BOTH in combat, what a delight to behold] We quickly dispatched the first group of goblins accompanied by a nasty female Warchanter. [note: the sword was the best investment, it makes short work of these foes] Shortly after Aldern Foxglove comes stumbling out of the White Deer Inn [Formerly Black Deer Inn -Burned down in a fire] chased by what I would call a Goblin Mange-Rider, the disgusting beast he was riding was like no dog I have ever seen, mostly hairless and wholly disgusting. The Goblin Mange-Rider knocks Aldern to the floor, Quickly we close the distance and I get between Aldern and the Goblin Mange-Rider, distracted by my Allies I am able to get Aldern up and on his way to safety. From around the side of the Inn come more goblins, they shout and scream “the town is ours”. We dispatch the Goblin Mange-Rider and his accompaniment of goblin friends, this time not as easily as the last. This sets in motion a full retreat, as they run away yelling about a smokey-stone [the orb I now hold] and that the town will be theirs tomorrow. During our battle a trade wagon on fire rolled by and threatened to burn down the new cathedral, but we were in time to quell the flames.

Together we now head into the Cathedral, R and Shilani are called away to a Shoanti Tribe meeting? I am not certain on the specifics. Cerein and I speak to Zantus, Mayor Kendra Deverin and Aldern Foxglove [local noble]. “The Ceremony must go on” they said, it will take place before the new day. During our talk with them we were joined by a Pharasma Cleric, Arnis. The three of dus decide to investigate the attack, Arnis is looking for Jula a Pharasma Priest who has gone missing, he might find his answers with us. First stop The Curious Goblin, to see Chask the proprietor (Zantus tells us he has dealings with a peaceful? intelligent? goblin). The Curious Goblin has a certain charm and appeal, the sign portrays a goblin with big eyes reading a book twice his size. There are many books as well as trinkets all over this shop, the prices seem steep, like maybe the owner just wants a place to show off his collection rather than actually sell anything. Chask turned up a dead end for information but Brodert Quink [retired Historian and Cataloger of the Grand Library in Magnimar] told us about “old light” some Thassilonian ruins and other information that might pertain to what has happened today, we ask about supplies for Cerein and are told of the Feathered Serpent. Off to the Feathered Serpent it is. Cerein procures some reagents for casting and we speak with Vorvishalle [owner. a very excited young wizard. seemed extremely happy we were there]. We inquire where to get information or procure what we are looking for, and we are pointed to the best information broker in the city. The Ginger Crimelord Glar [at the time we just had a description] was said to be at his usual spot, The Fat Mans Feed Bag, also known as The Fat Bastard to some. Before heading to the fat bastard, we returned to the Rusty Dragon, where we are all now staying and unloaded some gear and valuables. On the way we canvas the crowds of people who are now back out for information. I heard some wild stories about The Sandpoint Devil and Chopper’s Ghost, but nothing that really seemed to be related to today’s events.

The Fat Mans Feed Bag: You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. Inside the patrons are rowdy, drunk, and obnoxious, some made snide sarcastic comments about us as the heroes of Sandpoint. I bought the bar a round and suddenly we’re their best friends. We are pointed to the Ginger we seek and Cerein begins to talk to him alone, unsure of how its going, and having questions of my own I appoach and join the discussion. We obtain the information we were looking for and start out for Lubris Imports to speak with Darsy.

Arriving at Lubris Imports the front door is opened and completely dark inside, we knock and the door creaks open. Cerein casts a light spell on a gold piece and uses the beam of light to illuminate the room before us. Two dead or dieing men lay against the wall with a little girl crying over them. It was an ambush, the girl was actually an Illusionist Woman, and two armed men come out of the room to the left. Dispatch the two men, I cut one of these men clean in two. The woman we stabilize and interrogate. Darsy is behind this, Cerein feels he needs to get the sheriff. Arnis and I try the door to the room, its locked, without thinking I smash through it, once through we see the door to a side room still swinging as if just used, no one is in this room, we search carefully and find a trap door leading to the underdocks of Sandpoint, we followed the evidence of recent foot traffic to the dock guard and with a little persuasion he agreed to let us pursue our quarry, he also confirmed it was the blue miners who passed through and informed us of which boat he was on. We stayed out of sight until Cerein made it back to us. With him was Sheriff Belor Hemlock. We boarded a small rowboat and crept up on Darsy and his Crew, when we were about half-way there they noticed us. We had little to no trouble from the crew as we tried to board, but as soon as we were all on deck Darsy sicked his goons on us. They never stood a chance. Surrounded and out numbered Darsy surrendered, and after interrogating him we tied him up. We found the hold of the lower ship where the smokey stone was as well as the goods from robbed caravans, including the missing caravan Cerein was waiting for [will try to return the goods to their rightful owners if at all possible]. Cerein then opens the door to another hold on the ship, out rush three undead miners. Arnis and Cerein are paralyzed by the undead, the Sheriff and I hack through the bloated corpses, but not without taking a few blows from those undead bastards. We discuss the plan of action and the Sheriff then hoods the prisoner and leads him off to the jail (grabbing the Illusionist woman on the way), I secure the smokey stone and head to the Cathederal to get help for my compatriots. The Sheriff also put a secret security detail on the Hydras Fang allowing no one on or off. We informed Mayor Kendra Deverin to be cautious of Councilman Fernik Maire and to not trust him, but to act normal around him. Fernik plots to become mayor of Sandpoint and ordered the murder of Lubris of Lubris Imports. So I now wait for word that the ceremony will begin again. So much to take in.

The Indros Chronicles - Journal Entry Two
The Journal of Eudoxius Indros

[written in fine handwriting on the inside front cover: Hope this will come in handy on your journies -Love Dad] – [Written in a similar but not the same handwriting: Eudoxius Indros]

Journal Entry Two [page 2]

Toilday, 29th of Desnus, 4710 AR

I arrived in Sandpoint on Starday and checked in with Aimiko Kaijutsu -owner of the Rusty Dragon. My room is quite nice, I’m told this is the room father takes on visits to Sandpoint. This city is small and Charming compared to Magnimar, the new cathedral is by no question not only the newest, but also the largest structure in the city, and the architecture is definitely Magnimarian, yet it incorporates local aesthetics as well to keep with the feel of the city. Collections of camps, tents, and make-shift housing litter the alleyways and what were empty lots within the city and outskirts. Since my arrival a few days ago, I have witnessed the population rise from about 1200 to 1500 in just 3 days, with more coming to the city at all hours. There has been talk of missing and delayed caravans by the locals at the tavern, I have also overheard some shoanti laughing over an encounter with a goblin that chased the wheel of their caravan on their way to Sandpoint, the one said “he might still be stuck to the wheel” jokingly. Tomorrow once the ceremony and unveiling is finished I will pray at the new cathedral[the old church of Desna and its cleric burned to the ground about 5 years ago], and talk with Zantus. After my business is conducted I think I will try to enjoy the festivities. Father asked if I could say hello to an old friend of his, Aldern Foxglove [the innkeeper said to check the tavern tomorrow around 11am, that he should be there]. I should rest.. tomorrow will be long indeed.


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