Agerrin

Day 1 - Éadrom ór Thintrí

Day 1

I woke in a haze. Dust and sweat stung my eyes, body frail as if an immense weight had be placed on it pulling at my every muscle. With exhaustion set in and my senses dulled, I attempted to move, only to find my legs locked in place by an unknown force. With each attempt I could feel my legs more as a sharp sense of pain shot up from my shins.

As the fog of my senses began to lighten, a soft amber glow washed before my eyes. While blinded by this soft glow I overheard the sounds of voices though the words were lost to me a certain fear came over me and I stood still. The voice first soft and unknown turned into whispers and I was able make out but a fraction of what was exchanged. At this point, the clouded picture of three forms were before me. Unable to move and still feeling the effects of this mysterious exhaustion I called out to these unknown beings.

It was at this time that I realize, I did not know where, who or what I was. As a new born from birth all that came to my mind were the essentials, breathe and keep breathing. Words came slowly and with some difficulty and I feared these unknown would be rescuers would soon turn into sure fire attackers out of fear of some rambling man. It is at this time when the words of the rather stout man rang in my ears, “lie, kill”. I panicked. With all my might I tried to free myself from what imprisoned my legs. An indescribable pain shot threw my body and as my constitution wavered I could feel myself go sick with pain. Fighting to hold back this sickness I collapsed, resulting in even more pain than before as the scent of blood began to fill my nose as my face smacked against sharp jagged rocks.

What a sight I must have been…legs locked in this crystalline structure bent over at a ninety degree angle face down in what appeared to be the shattered pieces of the same structure. With tears and cries for mercy I swore to give all I had for freedom from this cursed place.

Whether from pity or personal gain, I do not know, nor do I care, but this stout man decided to show me compassion in my time of need. A deed I do not take lightly, I was ready to give my life to the man know as Duin. But in return for my release, all he wanted of me was to carry the remains of the crystal to the surface. For me this was no where near a fair trade but he seemed quite set on getting rid of me as soon as possible and I did not press the matter.

After being propped up by a small yellow man, who’s name I would come to know as Mup, they began the task of removing me from the stone. It was at this time that I noticed Kaidree, an auburn haired female near the rear of the chamber. Though she did not say much I could tell she was given the same respect as the stout man. She was consulting with the Duin when the the two turned and left the cavern carrying what looked to be a sword.

After a few moments of gathering the crystals in a worn sack. Mup and I began our ascent out of this forsaken cavern. Travel up was slow as the exhaustion on my body had not yet left me completely, and the carrying of the crystal was both strenuous and awkward. Multiple times I was forced to rest or reapply my grip on the bag. Eventually, however, I could smell freshness in the air as a cool breeze blew in from the passages ahead and no longer suffocated by the stale air of the lower chambers my pace increased. Not long after this burst of renewed energy was given that something terrible awaited just around the bend.

Terror coursed through my bones as we made our next turn. I found myself confronted with a gruesome scene. Kaidree lying flat, gut slashed open, as blood poured, and Duin standing hand in the air to create this blue light which seemed to fight back the darkness that encroached upon them. As five ferocious beasts threatened to overrun the stout Duin, with a wave of courage Mup charged into the fray. What happened next was over in near minutes and was a blur of emotions. Soon, an old rusty sword in my hand I found myself going head long into the fight. But, for all my vigor the exhaustion my body was feeling proved too much, and I could feel myself slipping from this world into the one of dreams. As the the events of this day began to flash before my eyes thoughts of self pity and regret washed over me, and as my consciousness faded and these unstoppable beasts were nearly upon us a loud clash rang through the stony passage, but then there was only darkness…

I awoke to find Mup, Kaidree and I were lined up with our wounds quickly tended to and the stern Duin standing strong with another barrier blocking what was now the entrance to a new cavern. I did not know how long I had been out for or how the four of us were able to relocate away from the beasts but I could only assume that Duin had not rested and was nearing exhaustion himself. Though not fully trusted, I convinced him to let me take over the watch as well as assist in locating something that could help him treat his wounded allies. In what felt like hours I slipped in and out of consciousness as I kept watch on the others and though Kaidree regained consciousness the courageous Mup was not as fortunate. Duin awoke after a time and the decision to exit was made.

With the crystals lost in the fight with the dog beasts, save a small shard I carried in my pocket, I took responsibility for carrying Mup to the surface. Whether from luck or skillful stealth we finally broke free from the prison of this mountain which I began to believe was all this world had. Set before me were expansive rolling hills and grasslands. Both full of color and life, it was breathtaking and a bit overwhelming as all I had known prior to it was the dark recesses of dangerous monster filled caverns and tunnels. In the middle of the clearing, a horse and wagon stood ready awaiting its masters return. It was at this time I expected the small company to break there ties with me and part ways. Despite my reservations on what was to come Duin offered for me to join them on there journey to a Burwin stronghold to the west. Having no home or memories any kind I accepted my saviors kind offer and began my journey into the west.

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Entry 2 - Éadrom ór Thintrí

It’s been several days since I started my journey west with Duin, Kaidree and the still unconscious Mup. Travel was at a steady pace but we stopped often to make camp. Through these many stops it became obvious that I was not needed in this group I attempted to be of as much help as possible by doing various tasks. This is not to say that I felt unwelcome, just unneeded. I had mentioned earlier the courageous Mup had yet to regain consciousness and his condition had had little improvement. Duin spent most of his time caring for his fallen comrade, while Kaidree tended to the camp by supplying food and kindling for the fire.

When I had finished with my various tasks and I found myself with the time before nightfall I searched the surrounding areas of this world. Still new to this place I found myself wanting to know and see everything it had to offer. Often I would plants, bugs or just about anything that I considered awe inspiring back to camp to later be sketched and recorded. Whether by curiosity or so small hope that some of these objects or sites would help unlock the memories of my past I can not say.

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A captivating blue five petaled flower found near a small creek in the forests west of where I was found

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Amber crystal remnant of my enclosure as well as last lead I have on my past.

It was on a particularly stormy day the decision was made to stop earlier than expected, and camp was erected as usual. As I finished my small contribution to setting up camp I was approached by Kaidree with an offer to go on a hunt. I had begun to grow closer to Kaidree over the past few days and was not met with the same cold front I had been shown in the caves. After some thought I felt the change of pace a hunt would bring would be beneficial and agreed to accompany Kaidree though I warned that I would likely be more harm then help.

As I had anticipated the hunt did not go well. We ended up coming back to hand empty handed but the experience was not all for nothing. While we were amidst the hunt we came across a group of soldiers garbed in black with red capes. Kaidree explain them to be Servitors of Nemesis and to my understanding are the churches main military force. It would seem this church of which Kaidree always speaks of is a force not to be trifled with. Through conversing with these soldiers I came to the quick realization that I must watch my tongue in this world. It would seem that the people of this church take offense all to quickly and I was force to talk my way out of trouble with the patrol. This however was not the worst that this night had in-store…

It was in this confrontation that Kaidree gave me a name. A name. Silly that it was not until now that I realized I had none. Duin had always seemed to call me “paylee” which I grew to hate more by the day. But no more I thought, as the name Beren Amnell had been given to me. It was later that I was informed that this name was that of a dog she once new. Though somewhat disappointed, I thought having the worst name of all is still better then none at all.

Upon returning Kaidree parted to the wagon while I retreated to the fire. It was here that I found Duin eyes cast towards the fire. As I approached I called out to the Burwin but was met with silence and he continued to stare into the fire as if I wasn’t there at all. It was as if he was in some strange trance with the fire and it would not let him free. As I came ever closer I continued to call out to him it wasn’t till I touched his shoulder did he return to the world around him. Though he denied that something was wrong, what had just happened was not so easily dismissed. This was not the first strange event that the stout man was less than cooperative in giving his input. It happened also in the caves just before I lost consciousness and I heard the load sound. When I questioned about the sound, Duin denied hearing anything at all. At the time I felt that he wasn’t telling me something but was willing to take his word but the more I found myself around the Burwin the more my suspicions that he was hiding something from me grew.

I was awaken from my sleep with the crash of thunder. The storm that had tailed us all day had finally caught up and was ever relentless as rain and lightning filled the night sky. After noticing a light in the tent I head over to see if anything was wrong or if I could be of any assistance. As I poked my head into the tent I found Kaidree already inside conversing with the Bruwin. Seeing my appearance at the foot of the tent they explained that Mup had taken fever and medicine would be needed or the fate of the warrior would surly end in death. It was quickly decided that Kaidree would ride to Cloverdale, a small village to the east. I, determined to show my worth to the group, pleaded to accompany Kaidree to Cloverdale.

We took the wagons steed and set out immediately for Cloverdale, while not at dead sprint we did not stray from the destination. Arriving at the west gate of Cloverdale just before dawn we were brought before the guard and questioned. This seemed to be the standard practice of this village for anyone who desired entrance. Again, I found myself in a situation I was ill prepared for and soon was locked in a battle of words as I attempted to free myself for the ever growing lie that was my true self. While the battle end with us relieved of our arms, we gained entrance into the village.

Once inside Kaidree took the lead and I was lead towards a grand white structure that seemed to reach up towards the sky. A site that captivated my gaze till I was force into the grand building by the steady hand of Kaidree. Inside my eyes were met with colors and sounds that gave off a sense of overwhelming rapture. It was hard to feel any worry or doubt in the presence of such bliss. As we approach one of the many sides to the building Kaidree began to prostrate and motioned that I join her. After may minutes of this seemingly torturous our efforts were rewarded by the soft hand on my shoulder. As my eyes lifted upward, I found myself facing such a beautiful being in all white robes who offers us kind words. This white priest of the one called Zelmaxsis brought forth a vile of blue liquid which I took to be the cure. This however was not before I was force to re leave a hundred gold coins as payment.

With cure in hand I exited from the church ready to depart awaiting Kaidree. But she informed me that she had other business within the walls of Cloverdale. Wishing not to slow her down any further I agreed to meet back here later this day and we parted ways.

The village was fascinating. Never before had I heard or seen such sights and sounds far different from the tranquil wilds of the grassland and forests that surround. As I walked about I noticed a small boy in a alley way being confronted by the city guard. I did not necessarily find this a miss at first. It was not till the gleam of an amber crystal flashed in the boys had that I locked on the boy. I approached the alleyway in hopes to talk to the boy about the crystal but remembering how sensitive the guard were to my words I felt it was necessary to keep the guard out of this conversation. While moving through the crowd I found myself tripping and stumbling into the alley. This unneeded commotion was noticed by the guard and you soon approached me with questions. My unintended distraction was all the child need to slip into a small crack in the wall and flee.

It took many hours of searching to locate the boy, but finally I was able to track him down to a small inn within the village. As I confronted the boy, I came to find that he had been caring for his bedridden mother by any means he could. Through a quick examination of the mother I determined that she had a week or two at best. Saddened by this turn of events and not willing to let the only lead to my past slip through my fingers I questioned the boy about the amber crystal he carried. Though the stubborn boy would not yield the information. As a small token of my good intentions I made a deal with the boy that for the information I would get a cure from the church for his mother.

Having given my word to the boy, I took off to find Kaidree near the temple. It was here that I explained my turn of events and not wishing to delay her longer, heeded her to return to Mup with the cure while I finished up here. Though with a reluctant look she departed for the wagon to the west. It was later that I realized I had forgot the cure cost a donation of one hundred coins but she was already beyond reach…

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Drakewell's Journal Entry 1 part 1

The past two days have been more interesting than the past six years in Cloverdale first a odd man show up at my door and tells me that the church believe that I was a alchemist. However the church were given me a choice stay and be burned or I could leave town. Well given the option of being burn at the stack which is not a pleasant to see or leave well that not much of a choice. However as this man left my home another man in a dark clock started to follow him and being interested in why this man was being followed I set off in presort. As this man went in to the church the other stop and I followed in to weaned him that he was being followed, but for some reason he was not as concerns as one would think if someone was tolled that they were being followed.

As he left the church I again started to follower the clock man yet again and came to a common house that the first man went into. For a great time, but when he did he came out it was in a side ally with a young boy and they left town. However I keep an eye on the clock man and he eventually entered the common house and left a few minutes later and returned to a guard hose. So I returned to my home and gathered what I could and needed, than left before light to find this man and the boy.

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Drakewell's Journal Entry 1 part 2

As I light came over Cloverdale I had already went after the this man and a boy who left the city. It took me half the day running though fields, frost, and carves to chatting up to them. When I finally found them the man was talking to an orc as the converse I leaned that he had no memories of himself or this world, and came out of a crystal formation. When a woman came into view and called the man, Beren, and Beren, calls out the woman’s name, Kaidree. As Kaidree get ready to fire her bow Beren stops her and try to talk to the orc. The orc tells that the crystals holds memories of the past and his tribe can see into the memories. This picks both our intestacy but does nothing for Kaidree who seems to wont to loss her arrow. As the parley ends Kaidree is talk down by Beren, not to kill the orc. However this angers Kaidree a great deal and we levers the carvers.

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Drakewell's Journal Entry 2

As we exited the Craves we head off for Cloverdale, the truck was silent as we reflect on the days events and Kaidree look upset not at me, that’s more disgusted at me, but at Beren and a bit disappointed. As night fall we made camp in a small clearing as we sit up camp i tryed to get to know Beren and Kaidree, but there was not much Beren could tall me for he has lost most of his memories and Kaidree is like talking to myself. When we all went to bad it was a in silence, as we slept I find myslef in a both in a inn and Beren, Kaidree, and the boy were siting with me, but I could not awake than Beren said something: “This most be a dream”. Than it came to me the stone, the darken stone, this is how they see the memories, the knowledge, and it a shared dream at that, so the stone can affect many people at one time as well. However this I did not tall to any on for it would not help right than so I keep silent and Kaidree was already blaming me for this, so better not add to the fire.

A few minute late we left the inn and the bartender called us over to the bar and gave us weapons that appeared to be ours, and than a second thought came to me the orc said it was like you were living someone’s memory. As were exited the inn Beren ask were we were and the ever on in the inn said “Cloveredale!”. When we left the inn it was not midday yet so we went to look around the town that was said to be Cloverdale, as we walk to the center of town we found out it was Cloverdale. However I came to the conclusion of this must be the Cloverdale of the past, and it was the day of the Four Winds Festival, which I never heard of and the King was to make a appearance as well. A king there were only rumors of a king long ago almost a thousand years ago. So I ran for a library which was more of a surprises than a king in some ways. What I learned their gave me my answer that yes this was the past because yes there was a king and the town was only founded 50 years ago, and magic was used openly, and that I could not find anything about the Church of the Savior, but yet another god called Helen. This answers only lead to more questions, like way is this not in any history book, how long ago was this, and may others, but maybe the most impotent what is the Church of the Savior trying to hide that is in the past.

As I returned to the festival I sit down with the others and thought over what I have found. As the festival started we had a drink or two with a rather odd, good looking, but odd girl that seems to like to dink a lot. However as the festival went on we all seem to loosing up and seem to be have a good time. I took the boy to the games and Beren and Kairdee went to dance, we mate up at the games and Beren won a white rose for her. After that we went and eat, than as the festival was ending for the day the king made his appearance, his name was Cosantóir ór Thintrí, as he was giving his speech a blot hit him in the chest. As this happened Beren spot the assassin and we ran after the man. As we ran after him on the steats he jumped from roof top to roof till,but he missed his footing as he tried to lead on a roof. After he fall we tried to fight him, but were beaten down and killed. As we were killed in the dream we awake. However the boy did not, knowing not what could be done for him, one of us would take him into Cloverdale to find help. However just as we pick up the boy he awake, after we put the boy back to sleep we talk over the dream for a bit than as we were going to sleep, than two man came out of the forest. However we say them and knock them out. We tired them up after the wake up Beren question them by himself. This morning we about to got a move on for Cloverdale so this is were a leave off for the day till next time my old friend.

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Entry 3 - Éadrom ór Thintrí

After leaving Kaidree and realizing that I did not posses the funds necessary to acquire the medicine from the church. I decided to first sell what I could to make as much money as possible and so I headed to the market. After trading in my armor for a more inexpensive type I had still come short of my goal for the medicine. After getting some information around town as to where job postings might be posted I was told that both the trade house and guard house had jobs. With this news I headed first to the trade house and looked over there message board. In searching the board, I found only one job that would meet my desired amount. This job entailed guarding a caravan that was traveling to Red Fields and back. It offered a fair amount as payment however, the time that the trip to Red Fields would take would be around two weeks and I feared the mother of the boy would not have such time. In any case I took one of the fliers and headed off to the guard house. At the guard house I approached the man attending the front and asked about any bounties he might had. I was informed that there was one bounty for a tribe of orcs and that I would need to talk to a Captain Varosh about accepting the bounty. Thinking that this was probably the best option to save the boy’s mother in the fastest time I headed into the guard house to meet the Captain. I entered into an office to find a stern man seated behind a paper filled desk. As I entered the office I stated my purpose and was offered a seat. After a short discussion of the bounty and to my dismay the Captain seemed hesitant in granting me the bounty. After my attempts to persuade him he offered me a way to prove myself in battle. I would be placed in combat against three of his best men. If I defeated his men I would be given the bounty, lose and I would be denied it. While the fight in my mind was hardly a fair judge of aptitude for success I did not bother to argue the matter as I had not choice. The resulting battle of this so called trial was met by failure on my part and abiding to the agreement I left the guard house and was force to seek out the merchant that was looking for a caravan guard. I knew that time was not in my favor so When I approached the merchant about the job I asked if he would be able to grand my a bit of the reward up front. This seemed like a reasonable request as a guard would better be fit to guard had his supplies been refurbished. I thought wrong as I was turned down earnestly. Trying to yield to the mans compassion I explained to the man about the boy and how I feared the two weeks was to much time to save the mother, but again this was met hastily with no’s. Knowing that I had nothing to gain by helping the man if he was unwilling to deviate the payment slightly I retreated again to the streets in search of work. Beginning to loses faith in the hearts of people of this world and in myself to complete my promise I headed to the church as a last ditch effort to procure the medicine. Once in the church I approached a maiden in white, a Priest of Zelmaxsis, and plea for any way I might procure the medicine I seek. Whether form compassion for the boy or my earnest plea the priest said there may be one thing that I could do for the church in exchange for the medicine. After a brief talk I was tasked with locating and asking a man, believed to be an alchemist, to leave the city peacefully and if necessary remove by force. Not wishing to delay any further and taking the advice of the priest and keeping a low profile I set off to find this so called alchemist. With the information given to me by the church locating the man was rather simple. He was said to be the owner of a certain scribe shop in Cloverdale. Checking his establishment first, I was met by a tall pale man with black inset eyes, shoulder length black hair and dressed in black robes. After a short discussion of the will of the church reinforced by the threat of the Servitors of Nemesis that would surely follow the man although reluctant agreed to leave the village by dawn the next day. Thanking the man for his civility I departed for the church. Finally, I had procured the medicine for the boy’s mother. With a upbeat demeanor I headed to the exit of the church. However, this changed when I noticed the black robed man sitting near the churches exit. Thoughts that the man had deceived me or that I had been betray filled my head and as I neared the man by heart burned. I heatedly asked the man why he was there in the church when he should be packing for his departure. He answered saying the he only came here to warn me that I was being followed I shrugged this off as it being the town watch keeping an eye on me. Warning the man that crossing me and failing to leave would not be a good idea I stormed out of the church and headed to the boy’s inn. Arriving at the boy’s room I quickly handed the medicine to the boy and watched as he administered it to his mother. With in seconds the woman had began to regain color. Relieved, I brought to the boy’s attention our agreement, but told him that I might have someone tailing me. He told me of a secret way out of this inn and we proceeded to exit the establishment in stealth. As we moved about the alleys of the town the boy told me that he retrieved the crystal he carries from caves east Cloverdale. I asked him if he could find these caves again, and with his acknowledgment we headed to the east gate. After exiting the city the boy and I headed east into a near forest where we camped for the night.

The next morning I quickly woke the boy. We broke our small camp and I hastily searched for food. Being unsuccessful we gathered our things and headed off towards the caves. After awhile of marching we came across and encampment of grey skinned beings. These creatures were much larger than the average man and there was not question at the strength they possessed. There was no doubting that these were the Orcs Captain Varosh was after. We quietly slipped past the the camp of Orcs and continued on our way to the caves, this time with blade drawn. Soon we were at the entrance of the cave. A pair of Orc flanked the entrance. Quickly before an alarm could be sound or a word spoken I dispatched the guards. Telling the boy to run if anything befell me we entered the cave. With no hesitation I cut my way through the caves looking for any sign of the mysterious crystals. My rage was engined by the site of a Nemesis patrol cut to shreds. With a hot head I entered a room that was the vista of this cave system. Clear water moved swiftly like a snake through out the chamber wrapping around tall crags of crystal. Awe struck and relieved at the sight I was able to think clearly for the first time since entering the cave. It was in this chamber that I found an Orc that was not like the others. Dressed in brown robes I could see the payment of time on the Orcs face. I descended into the lower chamber and after a few attempts at crossing the swift current I found myself near the large crags. It was then as I concentrated on the crystals that the Orc spoke for the first time. While I didn’t quiet feel threatened by the old Orc I did not trust him. As we spoke though I came to a harsh realization. Without even a thought I came and cut down these people. All because one person said they are evil. But the Orc Shaman said that the Servitors of Nemesis attacked them not the other way around. Now it wasn’t that I believed the Orc or the Humans but I realized I was being blind. It was this day that I made a vow. Never again will I blindly kill another being. I will not attack unless attack and even then I will save anyone I can after. No longer will I be the blind puppet to hate to my ignorance. It was at this time that I noticed a man in all black at the entrance of the chamber near the boy. I questioned the man as to why he had followed me. His answer was less then helpful, saying that he was just interested in me. Turning away from the man back to the Orc. I asked about the crystal crags. He told me that they contain visions of another time or place and that some within his clan were able to see these visions. I showed him my crystals, but he said that this crystal was pale and had now visions only darkened crystals have them. Saddened by this I ask if he had seen or heard of anyone or thing being frozen inside the crystals. The Orc Shaman had not heard of anything like this and I began to doubt I would ever find out anything about my past. As a final question I asked if this tribe has found any more crystals like these. His response was that there are many throughout the region. Feeling a lack of accomplishment I headed to the entrance of the chamber. As I moved to exit the Shaman ask for me to tell the people of the injustice that had happened here and that the Orc only want to be left alone. As I climbed up to the clocked man and the boy I noticed a shadow appear from behind them. Bow drawn the man came out of the shadows. To my shock it was Kaidree. Seeing that the arrow was pointed at the old Orc I pleaded her to lower her weapon. After much pleading she eventually lowered her bow and headed quickly to the surface. I could feel the anger as she exited the chamber but I still believe today that what I did was the right thing. I only hope I can convince Kaidree as well. Exiting the caves I suggested we stayed in the caves as night fall was approaching. Kaidree however, would hear no such talk and we headed into the forest till night was upon us. We made a small camp in a clear amid the forest and the others were swiftly asleep, or so I thought. Soon after Kaidree and the boy were asleep the man in black stirred awake and began chanting in an unknown tongue. He did so for a few minutes and then fell asleep. I would have questioned him about it had I no other plans this night but that was not the case. Finally when all were asleep I gathered my things and headed swiftly back to the caves. In our travels the boy had given me his crystal which was darkened. I wished to see if the Orc could see what was inside this stone. This did not happen though, as I approached the caves any sign that the Orcs were there was gone. It was obvious that the Orcs had moved on to a new location. I returned to the camp angered by myself at forgetting the boy’s crystal. I stared at the darkened crystal until sleep finally overtook me.

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Entry 4 - Éadrom ór Thintrí

When my senses came around I found myself in what looked to be in inn dressed in unfamiliar cloths. Shockingly the boy, Kaidree and the black haired man sat with me at a table similarly dressed. Kaidree was dressed in a dull pink dress but somehow looked breath taking. As if she was not the trail hardened woods-woman. Thoughts that surely I was dreaming quick flooded my brain. However, this was torn to pieces when the people around began to asked as I. At first panic seemed to be on the forefront of everyone’s mind then a search for understanding. We asked around the tavern and found that we had been at the table for quite sometime, and that today was some sort of festival. As we began to exit the tavern we were stopped by the bartender as he handed us unfamiliar weapons. Not questioning we took the weapons and exited the tavern. The streets of this were filled with people and decorations it was indeed the beginning some celebration and as we walked a strange sense of familiarity for this city came over me. Soon we overheard a man announcing the arrival of a king. To me this brought no reaction as it was not strange however, the man in black seemed shocked by this news. We questioned the man as to where this place was and asked about the king. The man told us this was Cloverdale and the king was coming for the first time in many years. Again a look of shock took the black hair mans face. After parting this crier I asked about this king and confirm everyone’s thoughts about this being Cloverdale. The black robed man stated that there hadn’t been a king that ruled over Cloverdale in over a thousand years, but he did believe this was Cloverdale. Curious I decided that we should stay for the kings arrival. The black robed man parted ways here and Kaidree and the boy followed me to a stage where the king was suppose to give a speech. They were still setting up here when a beautiful dame approached. She asked if I could assist her with the preparations. I agreed as there was nothing to do till the king arrived. After a short time the decorations and seat were complete and the mysterious dark robed man reappeared and join us at the table. The table was soon filled with fine ale and food and we drank and ate. After a time the ale was beginning to take its tole so we stopped. Soon after it seemed to us that the king was late so we decided to take in the sites of the festival. The young dame that had join was now pasted out at the table. Kaidree and I head off to walk around while the boy and the old man headed to the games. Kaidree and I made our way near the dance floor where the music was in full swing, I asked her to a dance and we entered onto the dance floor. After a few songs we decided to look for the others and headed towards the game. Kaidree, seemed to be enjoying herself for the first time since the Orcs and this made me happy. As we joined the others I was roped into try a knife throwing game to win a prize for Kaidree, and though I did quite well it was not enough for the main prize though I was able to win a beautiful flower which I gave to Kaidree. After a time at the games we head back to our table in front of the stage. Not long after we hear the roar of trumpets and the clank of armor as a procession began its way to the stage. A tall human man, dressed in cloaks of blue and gold, a thin gold circlet rests upon his gray-haired head soon appeared on the stage. Again a strange sense of familiarity swept my senses at the sight of this man. This man was announced as Cosantóir ór Thintrí, King of Agerrin. Sometime after he started his speech and bolt struck the man in the chest and panic in sued. I caught a glimpse of a black clocked assassin dropping a crossbow and turning to run. Blindly I made chase telling the others to follow. The assassin ran swiftly through the streets and was soon on the rooftops jumping from building to building. In the chase the my black robed friend caused bolts of like to shoot from his fingers and my suspicions were confirmed about this man. However, this was not the time for that and I continued after the assassin. Fate would have it that the assassin ran out of luck and fell from the rooftops as he jumped from one building to the next. In that instance we surrounded him and an epic fight began. Though we fought bravely the three of us were definitely out classed by this dark assassin as he slowly worked us down and ended us. The last thing I remember was a sharp stab in my chest and the chill of death. The next moment I shot awake in the forest outside the caves were I had been before. drenched in sweat I turned to see the two others startle awake, however the boy did not wake. Realizing that we only woke because we were killed I feared that the boy would be stuck in that dream world. I began to panic and make preparations to return to Cloverdale for help when the boy slowly stirred awake. Thankful that nothing had befall us we shortly discussed the events of that evening. Soon the tiredness of our restless sleep overtook us and we slept for the remainder of the night, this time the crystal safely placed out of sight.

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Drakewell's Journal Entry 3

We’ve been though much my friend and i fear that we may be entering a journey that may calm my life, but I will give it freely if it means the freedom of my people. However I think that i should start with what have happen in the past few days. As we left Cloverdale we traveled to Krat Mord-dir for most of the day till we come apron a wagon that was tip over the two humans were surround bay goblins. We dispatched them ease however as we started to let them lose, when Kaidree find a wand. As Kaidree look after the two, as Beren and I look though the tip over wagon we founded many magic items. As we told them to move on their way and aspect the loss of profit as we took them to destroy them. After we deposed of the items we continued on till we had exited the forested and set up camp for the night. The next day was full of travel with and talk of each other and gave Beren what knowledge I could about Krat Mord-dir and the Burwin. The next day was once again smooth travel except for a rock slide that Kaidree that say it before is was apron us.

As we arrived at Krat Mord-dir it was easy to gain eatery a few gold and the right words and they lit us in to Krat Mord-dir. as we entered we headed to the inn that paeli stay in, as they call us, their we had drink and food, all of us had maybe a little too much. As we waited for Duin to arrive Their other friend Mup came down and there was hugs and cheers and more drink and more drink o-man what a night. However I gauss I drink a little too much because I said something to upset Mup. The next day Beren sent for a kormeren or sage in common, to decipher the script on the sword. I tried to listen in on the conversation but could not hear in, so I keep an eye them but keep reading. However when the kormeren left the look on Beren was one of deep thought, then he called for master blacksmith to reforged his sword. That night the kormeren came back to tall Beren that he and his party was granted a audience in front of the Conceal of Fathers in the mourning, too address the Sword of State in his possession. This put me in a great deal of thought for a time till the barkeep had us drinking on the house, for the return of a Sword of State it counted till the barkeep past-out in a chair, then we went to bed for the night.

The next mourning we woke up and got ready to see the Conceal of Fathers and the Wise Axe. We waited at the main gate of  Krat Mord-dir inner fortress, we stayed there for a few hours till the Chamberlain of the conceal came and toke us to the conceal chamber though the use of a magical transporter room. After we left the transporter room we entered what seemed to be a waiting chamber with many images of great Burwin and battles that showed Burwin and Humans fighting a great enemy. I tried to decipher the writing on the walls, but that only provider more questions than answers. Than the doors to the conceal chamber opened and we allowed entry to the conceal. The talks that presided are long and world take up many pages, but to say the lest after great length to prover that Beren was and is the rightful holder for this Sword of State two test were presented one was the test of blood and the other is a compression to a engraving plate made long ago. Beren choose the rite of blood, a time passed than a kormeren averred in the conceal chamber to conduct the rite, he come with a lager veil with gold inlays and needle with a veil attached to it. The kormeren told Beren it would be very painful and said to ready himself for the rite. So I and Kaidree toke each of his arms and the kormeren stab the needle into Beren arm and started to drew out blood, allot of blood. As the blood flowered out into the veil attached to it and something started to happen to Beren his eye begain to glow than he started to fight against us. As it went on he stopped and started again though use about, but with the help of Mup we held him. However when we thought it was over Beren though use one last suppress his eye gave out one lest bust of light that seemed to put use in some kind of spell but we resisted, but just. Than he stopped and collapsed to the floor. The kormeren pureed the blood in the veil with the gold inlays, as Beren awoke we gave him some water and got him to his feet. As the kormeren performed the rite with a few magic words the blood started to glow and slower better still than it turned gold.

What happened next I don’t think I was in the right frame of mind, but I’ve haven’t been in may right frame mind since I left home ten years ago. When they told us that he was the kin of Cosantóir ór Thintrí, I bowed myself to one knee and said “My lord”. Beren question why I did such a thing. I told him he is my king and the rightful king of all Agerrin. I don’t think Beren could bliver what he is any more than Kaidree, but in time I think he will. As the Wise Axe gave his sorrow for the state of his kingdom and gave the Sword of Start back to Beren. As we left the Conceal of Fathers chamber my mind started to drift to thought that have not come to mind for a long time. Hope came to me something that I thought had left me when she left me on the verge of our new life together, but hope, the hope for my people, the hope for freedom from the Church and hope for a batter world for all people and races of Agerrin. For now my friend I most reflect on what I have leaned, till next time.

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Drakewell's Journal Entry 4

As we exited the council chamber Duin was their to offer us to stay at his home, but as soon as he did Duin and Beren got into a argument about what Duin had keep from him. As the argument cooled down Duin took us to his home in Krat Mord-dir and offered us…well…a storage closet to stay in, at least for Beren, Mup, and myself. As Beren went to get some rest, Duin asked what we would like to eat as he said that Kaidree went off explaining a dish. As she finished Duin went off to started cooking, I went to see if Beren wanted something to eat, but he said nothing and I left him to his thoughts.

I have to say this for Duin’s cooking: it’s like all Burwin cooking, odd, but good. Of course any one who saw this Burwin dish, a large mound of bread with mushrooms growing out and beer juice inside, however it was quiet good. Beren did not join us for dinner however, after Duin and Kaidree went to bed, Mup and dinner did not agree with each other and I put him to bed with a large stone bucket as I cleaned up the mess. The next day I awake to see that everyone was awake and up before me, but Duin, so I went to wash but found something I had only heard about. It was a shower, many Burwin always said that humans didn’t know how to clean up, and they were right. After we ate our early meal we went to the Archives of Krat Mord-dir to help Beren find some clues to his past, and in doing so, I my found some of my own. As we found the books that we were looking for and were just starting to enjoy ourselves three Bruwin were coming up to us, well armed and armored.

As they came at us, all they said was that they were repaying a debt to the Thintrí line. As the first blow was struck, it went clean through Duin. When this happened I know I could not hold back any longer. The battle was over in only a minute or so and we were able to save Duin when the guards arrived. Duin told them that they were Dragon Cultists and the took them away. We were able to continue and Kaidree took Duin back to his home. As the hours went by, a young woman came out of the from among the bookcases, her name was Vedma and offered us a job of sorts; to take her to a lost human library that she know the location of. All she asked of us was to be her bodyguards on the surface, and we would partake in the knowledge that we would find. Beren told her that we would think it over with the others of our group, and left as she told us were she could be found. I went on reading when Beren asked me to compare him to a picture of Éadrom ór Thintrí, the resemblance was uncanny and I was certain that they were the same person. However, I did not say it, all I told him was that he did look like him. I did learn a few things about Armen Thoonbade, that will come in handy I think. This well be quite the little adventure I think my friend.

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Drakewell's Journal Entry 5

This Vedma is starting worry me a great deal and the more she doesn’t tall us the more on-guard I become. As we told Duin and the others about this woman’s the more questions I had about her and the most nagging is how she became a patron of the Binteror clan one of the most if not the most influential clans in Kart Mord-dir, hell I even partitioned to them long ago. However the others did agree to meet her and disguises the terms of this deal if you could call it that. As we went to the Binteror Clan home we found out that only two of us would be allowed to go and speak to this so could Lady Vedma. So Beren and Duin went in to speak to her and when the came back out Beren said that he accept her offer, but Duin said nothing so we agreed to go back to Duin’s home and talk this over. As we got back to Duin’s home we found out that she would not pay us but we finally came to a consensus that we would slept any treasure we find amongst each other, but yet we still know not were we were going which bug me a great deal. For the rest of the day we went to the market to buy supplies we needed and a made an order for a book.

The next day we went to the courtyard to loud up the cart and finish papering for the trap, when a Burwin trade caravan came in what happened next was quiet a surprisers. A white dragon brook out of a crate and started to kill the Burwin trades. We fought it till it was laying drying on the ground, but Beren refused to kill it for some reason and the Burwin guards toke it away. They said as a reword we could have what was left in the wagon, and it was quiet a bit. However Mup and Beren were quiet badly hurt in the battle, but we started our journey anyways. the next two days went on with out any problems and we were harding west now, till that night. Well I was on watch a ogre came up to the camp as I yelled to wake every one and prepared my self for the battle well… lets just say the ogre trap, fall and knock itself out. So I ran over and put a blot in the back of it’s neck and kill on the spot. By this time every one was awake and saying what a great job I did, Beren on the other hand said why I killed it when it was helpless as we tried to tall him that it would have killed us all if we did act first he just went back into his tent. At this I have become quiet worried about the him and the surveil of just not the group, but of him as well, he may be more importune than any of us.

The next day was easy travel till we came upon a flame about a mail off the road and stop to inquire, at this time Vedma came out of her coach for the first time during the trap and ask why we had stopped as we told he she said that she would go with us. So we left Kaidree and Mup to watch over the coach and cart and set off when we got their we found a fire elemental run of floating around a price of worked stone as we approached it attack and we dissipated it with ease. As were look at the stone it appeared to have been lunched or throwing a great dissents, but found nothing else so we harried back and continued on. That night on first watch I sptred another flame and told the others as they came on watch. So the next day we went to inquire about it, however Vedma said it was a not worth our time and stayed with the cart and her coach with Mup as we toke off for it. Much the same thing happened when we came upon it we fought it with easy, but this time it had started a fire in the fields and we rushed to put it out. As we look around thinking it was a dead end we say about a mail or two away the remains of a tower that the stone had came from.

As we approached it we found it had been blowing up as it would have seemed, and all the reminded was the base of the tower and the stone doors. As we translated it said this was the tower of Ogon a great conjurer of the last part I could not translated. As we entered the tower we say only ruble, however as we look around Kaidree founded a trapdoor under a huge stone. We recovered the stone and opened the trapdoor we most have broken a ward and two water elementals appeared the fight drew out for some time, but we dispraised them finally. As we went down the trapdoor I fleet some small part of power retrying to me that I had lost long ago.

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