- Varisia Unearthed -

Initial Thoughts of a Canny GM
Let's rock

Ok It’s Character Creation Time. We’ll hammer out the stats when we meet up. I personally will be using Hero Lab to keep track of all PCs but everyone can keep their own personalized sheets if they’d like.

OK!!! I’d like to start figuring out what rough characters you will all be playing before we get together that first session. This will give me time and material to sew my setting together into something awesome for you all.

What I would like from you all is a bit of info…. Please email me and respond to these questions as well as give any feedback or questions you’d like!

  • What type of campaigns do you all like? What type of settings? what type of conflict? (FYI – I tend to lean towards religious and political intrigue)
  • What type of Characters are you interested in playing?
  • What are three goals for that character?
  • What is one flaw your character has?
  • What is that characters deal, story, background?
  • Does he/she have any family? organizations? (there is an official “pathfinder society” organization that exists in the pathfinder setting as well.)

Note: None of this needs to be complete – just very rough to get things moving

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

[written in fine handwriting on the inside front cover: Hope this will come in handy on your journeys -Love Dad]

[Written in a similar but not the same handwriting: Eudoxius Indros]

Journal Entry One [page 1]

Oathday, 25th of Desnus, 4710 AR

It has been a few hours since the sun has past the horizon. I have watched the stars appear one by one until they filled the entire nights sky pondering the cuurent events. Fulfilling the Right of Paladin-hood, taking a seat on the Varisian Council, and the Red-Rush amongst other things. With the good the bad always seems to follow, I fear that this Red-Rush will only bring unsavory outsiders and turmoil to the region. Perhaps this is why my first duty is to travel to Sandpoint? For now all I know for sure is that I must contact Zantus at the festival for the unveiling of the new Cathedral of Iomedae. This is lucky indeed and I am looking forward to this most joyous occasion.

Dad gave me this journal and some gold [he said hes too old to be picking out my gear for me, and he couldn’t be more right, I only wish this day came sooner HAH!] after the ceremony today (joining the Varisian Council), I’m already putting them both to good use, Master Swordsmith Kardis Vaelor has gone to work forging what he calls a Masterpiece. When the sword is completed it will stand 6 feet tall (the blade is 5 feet tall and 2 feet wide, with the hilt being 1 foot long), the blade itself is diamond-sharp, its face intricate and ornate and a hilt that is just as elaborate. Kardis said if he had only two words to describe the sword they would be “Opulent and Lethal”. I have also commissioned the smithing of custom Half-Plate with Aroden and Iomedae’s Holy Symbols embossed in the center of the chest piece. I have also sent a list to the general store of traveling gear I will need. I leave for Sandpoint when everything is in order.

Cerein Journal Adventure not afoot
Good times waiting for a supply caravan

I have been in the town of Sandpoint for a day waiting for a caravan that contains some essential needs for our dig. Unfortunately I have heard that some caravans are days behind, I hope that this is not the case with ours. I know I am only a low level assistant on the site and do appreciate being invited to assist at the site. I was at first disappointed to be assigned to travel to Sandpoint and wait around for the delivery, but as luck would have it, there is a local festival tomorrow and a dedication for the rebuilt church. I hear talk amongst the townsfolk that there was some sort of scandal that is associated with the church, what that is I have had gleaned yet. Perhaps after the festival tomorrow lips will be loosened with ale and grog during the revelry. I have noticed that more people of the adventuring type have started to appear in town, I even hear talk that there is a paladin of Aroden in town! Can you believe it, a paladin of Aroden! That would be someone to speak with.

The positive part of being sent on this errand is I get to practice offensive and defensive spells that I do not get to use unless I am on the road traveling. I do wish I could travel more often. I have only practiced those types of spells when my uncles have come to visit during their downtime from the Pathfinders. Father does not speak well of that group and quite a few members of our family are/have had been members. That creates a heated conversation from my father.

There is a bit of a divide in me as I would love the opportunity to track down lost texts and artifacts, see the land, experience many cultures and increase my knowledge of the magical arts. I know my father would be disappointed if i joined the Pathfinders and my uncles would be thrilled. I am not sure I agree with their stance of hiding items they have found, or at least letting the general populace know what they have unearthed. Their is a bit to much secrecy with that group. I can understand keeping items of a dangerous nature kept secret from certain empires.

Arnis Journal Day I in Sandpoint
Trouble with Goblins

I cannot say that my day was uneventful.

I have come to the town of Sandpoint to find the Pharasma priest that has gone missing and to bring comfort to her followers. It seems that I have stumbled onto something bigger. Maybe it has something to do with the missing priest…or maybe not. I came out of meditation to find that the town had been attacked by goblins. They were in search for something known as the Smokey Stone. I went to the Cathedral to see if there was anything that I could do but this battle was long over. I met two men there that fought off the goblins and turned them away. A paladin named Indros and an elf wizard named Cerein. They seem to be true of heart but I do not trust them. Maybe in time…then again I trust no one. There were two others that fought alongside them but they were off attending to other business.

Something is amiss in this town. The more we explore the more we reveal it’s true face. We tracked the Smokey Stone to a red headed deviant that sells, mostly stolen, goods out of the Fat Man’s Feed Bag, a vile pub that caters to the feces of the lowest of the low. But I do find it entertaining. The red headed bastard gives us all the information that we need for the price of a few pints. The trail led us to Darcy (I believe that is his name), the leader of the Blue Miners, who came into town to help with the mines but he turned out dirtier than what was dug out of the tunnels. Apparently all we had to do was follow the trail of dead bodies…and create a few of our own. We found ourselves in the bowels of the city at the lower docks. The trail led us to the Hydrus Fang where we recovered the Smokey Stone, after a short skirmish. Although we were caught off guard, thanks to the curiosity of Cerein, by the Undead Miners that he had in the cargo hold. We fought them off bravely…well more the paladin and the sheriff. Cerein and myself suffered a few wounds and paralysis. I hate the Undead.

I have spent many years and traveled many miles seeking out other clerics. A new adventure will be good to get the blood flowing to make you feel alive again. for now I will stay with these companions. Maybe they will survive longer than other companions I have met throughout the years.

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.

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.

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 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.

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 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.


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