Starless Night

Gehrak's Journal
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We saved Lori Kud from a flock of evil birds. We scared them away but another in the party said that they may fly in larger groups. We’ll need to be on the look out. Lori should be fine, especially after a bit of divine intervention from Torag as directed by me.

Today Haeri found a trap that was bing made by filthy goblins. We attacked them as we should, dismantling their poorly conceived and implemented trap. I’m not sure what’s worse leaving their waren alone due to needing to move on, or their horrible planing and the fact that they’re goblins. The leader had the magic of an evil god protecting it no doubt. Lucien struck it quite hard with his mace and the creature didn’t even bleed. I’ve made a note of it with the cartographer and made a note in this journal to come back to, resolve this issue.

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This is the first day of my last days.
Things happen

It is our 16th day since we have left The Nightlands for The Twilight Expanses. The trip this far is mostly uneventful. The only people worthy of conversation thus far seem to be Jack, or Ol’ Jack as people call him, Milly, Nadia and my brother. While we were out trying to find food we stumbled upon a few Compsognathus, they were a bit larger than James, that had either stumbled upon a feast for themselves or they were much more formidable than they showed us. In the skirmish that ensued they did not even scratch a single member of our hunting party. Due to that and from the remarks from Gehrak leads me to believe that it was something much larger, perhaps the Cloud Ray that we had seen earlier in the day. I hope not, for it would mean we are getting too close to it for my liking. We ate like kings.

Day 17

Today, Lori was surrounded by Blood Hawks. We managed to save her but in the process Haeri started to yell. I wanted to cast Color Spray on him so that he would quite down, we know too little about the surroundings to act like fools. To try and make up for our ignorance I asked Ol’ Jack about what beasts may dwell around here. He proved to have a wealth of knowledge and I feel that he may be our greatest asset, one that should not be thrown away so easily.

Day 18

Haeri went out scouting today, he found some goblins trying to catch food in the stupidest way possible. A box held open by a stick. I almost feel pity for these pathetic creatures. As the fight started to heat up the Cleric wanted us to capture them so as to interrogate them. What for? These creatures did us no harm, I can see killing them preemptively so as to protect the wagon. Or we could have just made a wide berth around the trap so as to not fall victim to it. I saw no reason to try and find their home, yesterday Haeri had his wife taken and he freaked out. Does no one see a parallel to how we are trying to treat these beings? Due to the injustice going on I refused to assist them further, thus I headed back to the caravan. We went scouting once again to try and locate the camp site that Ol’ Jack had in mind. While out scouting, we ran into an Elven looking person, he called himself Knight of Life Emergent. I do not trust him though any information about the area is something more valuable than my own feelings. He gave us some information about the road ahead, a giant to the sound, some boggards and something he called the “Charau-Ka”, whatever that is. He also mentioned a guardian on the bridge ahead but none asked him to elaborate. Perhaps I should work a bit me on my people skills. I make myself laugh. What information I truly need I can get out of a book or from Jack. Speaking of Jack, he told me of a village that we are heading to and told me a little of how it is ran.

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It's a long, hard road out of hell.

Day 19

Nothing interesting today, I had to use my magic to keep myself dry all day. Who cares?

Day 20

Today we found some tracks. One was of a giant and the other was of some sort of dinosaur. When we came back to the camp the others were told about our general situation and there was a mild panic. Largo, trying to calm everyone down almost starts a fight. I had to talk to him about it and help calm everyone down. Order must be maintained. Right now is not the time nor place to cause a panic.

Day 21

We got to the bridge and found the guardian. It was a porcupine that size of a horse. It was less of a guardian of the bridge and more a guardian of her young. Oh well, we took the pups and we shall try and raise them. We should be able to train them as guard animals. Amehd has been tasked with this endeavor. As we try and get to sleep we hear the sounds of giant creatures. They were fleas that had attacked our horses, one of them is killed while the one we were fighting flees.

Day 22

To the south we saw a Were-Mosquito grab and carry off a bighorn sheep to the south. I feel that we will have quite a ride ahead of us.

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Lucien's Journal

Day 16
As we continud through the twilight expanse we had our first moment of fear, a cloud ray loomed in the distance. Quite big creature, would not like to be on that thing’s bad side, not right now anyhow. I fear it could tear this caravan to shreds.
When it came to the nightly hunting party, we came across a dead dino, and some compies on it. we took one compie alive, and killed the other 3, without a single scratch. We harvested the remains.

Day 17
Lori, Haeri’s wife, got surrounded by blood hawks today, I had unfortunate luck, until by chance an arrow pierced the bird, right through it’s heart. After talking with Jack, we learned this birds occasionally serve evil masters. The guard was ramped up that night.

Day 18
Haeri came back from scouting saw some goblins on the road making a trap. We went and ruined their ambush. They’re leader, seemed magical our weapons were ignoring the fact he was there, as they argued about killing off the horde, Stehlen walked away. I don’t blame him. I thought about it as well. I mean I get disrupting them for now, but we need to stick with the caravan, and I voted such amongst us.
We later met a guy named Knight of Life Emergent, seemed strange to me with his tiger mount. Looked like he was magic in his life. He warned us a guardian at the bridge, and that we should not settle near his lady’s lands.

Day 19
Nothing happened, quiet day of nothing but travel with Brandy and listening to Breygon and Gilornor’s stories for me.

Day 20
Large tracks were spotted today, Largo, got agitated and scared everyone. I went and talked with Gilornor for a bit, before Ahmed called me over. Ahmed and I talked about dinosaurs. He wished to capture some and train them to be mounts an guards.

Day 21
We came to the bridge today, as we slowly crossed all seemed normal except for a few scratching noise, after crossing a large porcupine appeared, I tried to get behind it but it smacked me with it’s tail draining me and causing me to be delirious, I started to mutter some of the stories Gilornor speaks of sometimes, that I remember. We also found it had 3 children under the bridge. When the caravan crossed we pulled out the three, I gave them to Ahmed to be trained. He will do his best.

Day 22
Saw a were-mosquito. Wanted to grab and drink all of Ol’ Jack’s booze. Luckily Largo talked me out of it, need to be sharp, I’m the archer of the group. I still took a swig. As night fell I talked with Chao about mine and Ahmed’s plans. She supports this.

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People without Faces

Day 23

A fire was started on the alchemy wagon, a distraction if I ever saw one. Amalasuintha was kidnapped. We went to find them, they were taken by some Lizard-folk. Vile loathsome beasts, they stole the one person of import to me and they shall pay. During the fight the cleric and Chakka both fell, Lucian as well. We survived but only just. There was a note speaking of a dark one, I remember reading of many people or things going by that moniker but nothing too substantial to know who is targeting Milly. There were very precise details about her. If I find out who is behind it there will be no containing my wrath.

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Hints of Why and the Not so Great Escape.
Largo's Entry

Day 23

The wagon burned. The panic was the usual sort of screams and chaos was frequent. Stelhen admittedly did a good job in quelling down the fire along with Chakka’s placement with the water. Admittedly, I am feeling a bit unhelpful for that matter- What with my idea of grabbing the barrel from the mess wagon. Either or, I still thanked Gehrak for his help and acquired his assistance again in placing the drum back inside the wagon.

From the looks of it that this no accident. Six members from the caravan are gone along with the resident alchemist, Ruben. Tracks in the dirt revealed lizard-folk. Hells knows what those bastards would do. From what was relaying, they’re very territorial, they eat anything the bleeds, and now they’ve taken Fletcher. Poor kid must be scared out of his wits. Even worse that I promised that he wouldn’t be eaten. With that, I went along with the search party to locate to the captured settlers while Motley and Hodge stay put to guard.

They didn’t went too far. But close enough from what we could see that they were all in cages. I am amazed that there were a few of them who looked more annoyed than scared. It is like they been through this sort of shenanigans before. Surprising me the most was Milly’s ability to calm down Fletcher. He normally doesn’t talk to others well, but there he was being cradled in her lap. Must remind myself to give gratitude to her as well.

Of course we were spotted in no time, Haeri being incredibly dodgy. Looked like both himself and his scaly foe were practically dancing. Gehrak went down like an offensive monument after a few hits. He was bleeding badly, but it took me a while to stablize him. Dunno how I did, though. Normally had been provided with healing potions after fighting in the pits.

Then something unusual happened. A grey dwarf appeared, looking incredibly nonchalant. I felt completely offended that he was purposely letting his guard down. Wanted to knock some sense into him, myself- but Gehrak was priority. Who knows what his mother would’ve done to me if I left him there to bleed. Chakka and Lucien seem alright to take him out so I remain put to make sure they weren’t anymore difficulties coming from Gehrak’s patchwork.

When the fight was over three people were out cold. Nothing too serious, just a bit of bruising, broken ribs, and hurt pride. Usual ailings, but what can you do about it? We broke the cages and got everyone out, but something there was a bit ill at ease. A document with detailed pictures of the six captives, written in Orc. It is apparent that we now have either slavers or bounty hunters on our tails now. But what throws me off is the fact that Fletcher is one of these bounties. He just a child- who in the hells would want his head? Either or, best for him is to change into a different form until we can find out why and who would be doing this sort of buggery.

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Attack on Angel Wharf

We assaulted the boggards that had assaulted Angel Wharf.
My initial attack on the drunkard bastards missed. I have been unfortunate with my shots today.

We managed to take out the two sentries before getting cocky. A large champion of the boggards I guess appeared and we managed to scare him off. Just then a giant crocodile, that would appear to be named Big Mouth, surfaced and chomp at Chakka. It took a bit of work but at the offering of a dead boggard he got free. To help get Chakka free, Haeri sung Chord of Shards, damaging Big Mouth. This naturally got his attention. Big mouth went after Haeri. Chakka did attack him again, and big mouth would knock him unconscious. It took another two dead boggards to get him to drop Chakka. And Largo and I he was nice towards. The boggards, especially their leader, and shaman were surprised that we somewhat tamed Big Mouth.

After a bit of coaxing we got the boggards to leave Angel Wharf and we searched the area. We found many a things, as the only short sword user I took a magic short sword we found, a onyx dagger that Stehlen took, and a magical chain shirt Haeri took. We also found several potions, some of which we have yet to identify. We also found a map showing two, maybe three, locations to settle in, aside from Angel Wharf.

We also found a Gripplis named Chirk imprisoned by the boggards. We talked with her quite a bit. We agreed to let her free for information that she happily provided us with. We talked with her about setting up an alliance to hunt down the evil boggards. The group agreed they need to be taken out for their actions against Angel Wharf.

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Here we are, born to be kings.
Day 24

We ran into a group of people who were attacked, one of their wagons were destroyed. Against my recommendation we took in these foreigners and decided to split our food and other supplies to help them. We have our own people to think about and we barely have enough to go around. We will have to hunt more on the way and hope we don’t run into any snags. Does our gallant leader not think of the future? No, he only thinks of what is “good” rather than taking care of our own. I cannot fathom him being in charge of more people. Can you imagine if he were in charge of Angelwharf? He would send out supplies to all the neighboring villages leaving his citizens to starve out of some stupid notion of good.

Day 0

The days have worn on, I don’t even recall how long it had been since we took on the others. They have become a part of our group so I must bring them into the fold. I have been more cordial to them in the days that have past, though that does not put food into my stomach nor into Milly’s. We have finally arrived at Angelwharf, not a moment too soon. Our food supplies are almost non-existent and we have started to become agitated. It turns out that the village had gotten over ran. We start to fight the boggards, a head on attack I might add. Soon I must teach these people tactics. A dagger in the dark is worth a thousand swords at dawn. These frog men had a giant saltwater crocodile. We fed it a corpse that they were cooking and it seems to like cooked meat more than fresh meat. The boggards decided that we too much of a threat after feeding their monstrosity and left with no more blood shed. I sense a trap but do not voice my concerns. While exploring the ruins we came upon a what seemed to be a prayer to summon something, I am not sure all of the details, I did not get the chance to study it in too much depth right away. Our all wise and knowing leader decided that the best thing to do would be to erase it. I had to convince him that it was was probably in our best interest to study it. He felt otherwise. Others in our little group helped me convince him of the validity of my argument and he finally relented. I weep for the dwarven future if he is an exemplary example of his race.

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The Next Day

We brought the Caravan back to Angel Wharf, after much discussion we decided to get Angel Wharf back to working condition. We have dirt walls, torches line the town, and Stehlen even started working on the meat hut.

In the morning after setting up my traps for the day/night, Chakka, Haeri, Gehrak and I went exploring, less then two miles out we found a Shrine to Desna. We met a gnome named Trig, nice lady. I feel as if Haeri and Gehrak fell for her. At the Shrine there were maps, and I studied them and scrolls, noting several things and even making a copy. This took most of the day, as some of them were crude.

So while we studied these maps, Stehlen and Largo were hard at work. Largo taught kids to fish for the town, Sthelen stablized the meat hut for a little longer, to study the spell so he might repair it entirely, and later duplicate it.

I have decided to build a shrine to Calistria, after a brief though about Desna. I don’t know much about her, but I’m sure Gilornor can teach me, as he was once her cleric, although he has long since lost his abilities.

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To Feed the Hungry.
Largo's Entry

Day 27

The lack of Boggards have made the arrival to Angelwharf incredibly bittersweet. We breathe easy knowing those blaggards are gone for now, but what they’ve done to the village is unforgiving. A hundred inhabitants either dead or missing. It is definitely something that we were not expecting. Either or, the best the Caravan can do now is repair and remember. But we are not safe here, most likely it would probably best to make this place temporary before exploring more of the surrounding lands.

With everyone busy with repair and locating resources, I’ve taken the liberty of gathering food. Fishing seems rather aplenty and it has raised some spirits up. I also came across Big Mouth every so often- very particular this crocodile is. As he bumped my boat on occasions, most likely hoping to get more Boggards to snack on. Also need to remind myself to have Motley with me to communicate with the reptile. Old Jack was my initial choice, but he’s been more occupied with the bottle after the attack. We’re all beginning to grow concern for the old man, considering he’s the one who had escorted practically everyone here for a new chance at living.

I also had the fortunate task on teaching the kids how to fish. Noiseful bunch they were, but they picked up on the directions immediately. Of course being kids meant that their attention were more towards the nets than on the fish. I’ll let this one slide for now, considering they’re still kids at the end of the day. Fletcher was participating, too… Sort of. I was hoping he would partake in the camaraderie but he just sat on the side, avoiding attention from everyone. A part of me wants him to partake with his peers, but I fear that his upbringing may be holding him back. To think what those damned Worms did to him is unforgiving. I cannot take away that sort of pain, but I can still try my best to make sure that neither him nor Motley and Hodgewick be back in that sort of scenario.

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