The City by the Sea

Oh What a Night!

How did they get all of these trees inside?! This place is amazing. Little snacks are just running around on the buffet table. I don’t understand why I can’t seem to catch one. I was really hoping to share it with Lamont. He looks awesome in his Lion costume…meow! So many people with shiny shiny baubles. But I have to focus on the task at hand. Protect the birthday girl. Ok, I might have gotten a bit distracted. But I met this catman. His name was Arjun Kala. I thought at first it was a costume but he actually was a cat! I don’t see very many others like me around, although his hand were backwards which was kind of weird. So I spent some time dancing with him, he was super nice. Turns out he works for Tiller. Maybe he can help us out getting Tiller on our side. I hope I get to meet him again.

But focus….I have a job to do and we completely lost Cyrus and Anna. So we split up to find them and that’s when I noticed this furry wolf staring down at me from a balcony. It looked very suspicious so I headed up there. Turns out my kitty sense was right and the wolf had already cleared a spot for a duel. I’m always up for a challenge so I took it on. I was a bit surprised to find out it had an actual tail but I managed to defeat it and tie it up for the guards to deal with.

I found my way back to Lamont and discovered that Vesper had dispatched another assassin and the Abbot had dealt with some giant octopus thing. Unfortunately one of the assassins killed Paval who was trying to save Iryani. I didn’t get the full story because we still hadn’t found Cyrus and Anna and the Abbot was very concerned. So the only place we hadn’t looked at this point was the hedge maze. We headed out there as a group just as Cyrus and Anna were exiting the maze. They definitely looked like there had been a scuffle but it seems as though Cyrus had taken care of the last of the assassins so the rest of the evening should run smoothly.

And that’s when the most surprising thing of this whole event happened. The king showed up! No one has seen him in years! He was there to give Anna his blessing but he also whispered so very mysterious things to me and my friends. I didn’t really understand any of it. I think he’s been spending too much time indoors.

So all was well and everyone had gone to bed. The Abbot was patrolling the hallway and found a maid dead outside Anna’s room. He barged in to find Cyrus fighting another assassin. Apparently she had tried to poison him and Anna in their sleep. Boy these people are relentless. Cyrus almost had her beat but she managed to disappear in a puff of smoke. What a night!

Devil's Dance
Love Bites [So do I]

The assaulted party attendees were difficult to wake up and provided us with little information as to whom their assailants were. Small woodland mammal costumes are both specific and very vague but we can only work with the information we receive.

My fox costume was to die for. Every stitch was perfect, every gem shined with a glow so brilliant that the gods would wish to gaze upon them. I twirled around in the mirror to get a full view of what would be the vision as I would be glided along the dance floor. I stepped out to meet my compatriots only to find I would not, however, be the most glistening being at the party as Cyrus was barely wearing a costume at all and was absolutely covered in oil. I couldn’t help but giggle at the ridiculous state the barbarian was in. Shaved and oiled like some rich nobles manservant.

What was before a fairly common noble main hall was now a gaudy display of illusionary magic. Apparently, our selection of animal costumes was well placed as we entered a beautiful forest. The floor was grass and a canopy of leaves coated the ceiling. Animals scurried about, and a river flowed through with tables like stepping stones. Milah climbed a nearby tree which I found mentally puzzling. We split up to search the various venues to best get the lay of the area. I kept to the main hall as I expected that would require the most edict, interacting with the local nobility. I spoke with a squirrel and saw a shrew but neither seemed to be the people we were looking for. From there, it was time to meet with the rest of the group at the punch bowl. Lamont and Thomas didn’t arrive so we began to search for them assuming the worst. Fortunately, we both found them and uncovered a man who brought new costumes for the assailants and after a quick in-terror-gation, we would learn what those were. We returned to the main hall for Anna’s entrance.

She was dressed as a nymph of the spring and each of her friends entered wearing each of the other seasons. Her mother gave a speech and with that, the true festivities began. It was impossible to view any one specific costume from our locations so again we split up some to get better vantage points. Dancing seemed like a good way to interact with the guests and move about the hall. I danced with many, most of which were either okay or reasonable dancers, I even made a contact for some arms to help with our mission, but it wasn’t until the black feathered man asked me to dance did I truly find a partner worth my time. It was clear that he meant harm merely by the look in his eyes. Every move felt like a flow of energy, every slice only made me want to feel more. As I grasped with each of my spells I felt nothing but longing to touch his soft pale skin again. Our steps were displays of lust that only could be described by the greatest of bards. I could feel the heat off of his face as his mask fell to the ground damaged by my strikes. I wanted more of him. It was then that I knew I would need one last touch, and drained the rest of his being as my lips touched his. He kissed me back, confirming what we had; a true love that no one would ever understand. The darkest shade of love, deep red like the flow of blood coursing through our veins.

Barbarian Journal #2
Most wondefull day

What a wonderfull day. The sun is shinning, the birds are flying, to be shot down and Anna is having fun. This hunting time reminds me of home but less about needing to find something to eat, so we don’t starve to death and more about enjoying the warm outdoors with nice people. Anna is so amazing. Who knew she could such a good shot and she is so nice to me. We talk, we laugh, we hunted. I can’t imagin a more amazing day. She told me about her dreams and hopes and her plans. And she asked me about my life in the north and what I like to eat and do for fun. She is so nice! I don’t think anyone has taken such an interest in me, in this way, ever in my life. Mostly people run me out of town after the fires but luckily that hasn’t happened yet.

The Boar hunt is going well too. So much game down south compared to the mountains. I remember taking a week to hunt down a bear for food and only getting a few racoons. Boars seem so plentiful and big here. We lined up for the next rush of Boars to come at us. Abbot Nials was by my side and was talking something about Anna but I don’t understand. I think he was saying that he wanted more time with Anna because he was jell-us of how well things are going for me and her. We are getting along so well. I think I hit close to the mark because he stormed off in a huff when I asked him about it. That abbot is very confusing and I got a bit distracted by his words. Good thing kitty was there to jump on the boar that was charging me.

While I finished of the boar the kitty attacked one of Anna’s brothers missed a boar and it came at Anna full charge. Vessy unleashed a devastating scorching ray attack but didn’t seem to stop it. Good thing Lamont was there to boar hug. He managed to redirect it past everyone and it ran off into the wood. I was so afraid for Anna. I need to be more careful and not leave her side again. I rushed over to see if Anna is okay.

As we were walking in the woods we heard some large nosies and got attacked by large frog like monsters. I over heard the huntmaster talking about this monsters earlier in the day and he said they were no big threat because they don’t hunt in packs. But he must not be a good huntmaster because they indeed do hunt in packs. 6 attached the rear of our group and they seem to be after our game because they killed a few of the nice people that carried the boars and birds we killed. Then everything went red again and before I knew it all the monsters were dead at our feet.

Anna has retreated up a tree and I am sure she helped with amazing shoots to bring down the beasts. She is so amazing. After I helped her out of the tree, the huntmaster suggested we go back to the river and start to head home. We were joined by a lot of people that seem to be happy to do all of the boring and hard work. Anna was joined by some friends and they were laughing and having fun. I decided to stand near by but not get to close to inter fear with her fun with the friends.

After some time the abbot was going to do a security sweep of the boat and I went along with him. But as soon as we got to one end of the ship there was something going on with Anna’s group. Kitty found something in the food and all the nice people bringing food to us, started to panic. Kitty, the Abbot and I rushed to the food place to see what was going on. Kitty darted into a room to follow someone and the abbot and I tried to trap that someone in the next room. Kitty said there was a splash but there was no one there. The abbot told the food people that Kitty is staying to make sure the food was good for Anna to eat. Every time I leave Anna’s side, something goes wrong. I need to stay by her to make sure she is safe.

We made it back to the city, without too much trouble and we were off to get into our costumes for the “Ball”. Not sure how we will all fit into a ball but a lot of strange things have happened since I got to this city. The abbot and Vessy cornered me and explained that Anna had eyes for me and wanted to make me her mate. They also explained how this would be bad for us and our plans. I was in over my head and the abbot told me to be less fleshy with my muscles but that was unpossible because my costume doesn’t have any sleeves and I am all muscles. So the plan is for me to not be alone with Anna. I hope this works, I don’t want to screw things up again but I need to keep Anna safe.

Hunters and Fae

8th of Arcanieum, 998th year of the Imperial Calendar

I feel like I have made some progress in spreading the word of Arma here at Lamont’s manse. I had an opportunity to aid Iryani. She had been cursed in the catacombs, and it was my job to aid her. Naturally this aid came with a talk about Arma, and despite her lack of faith, she was eventually healed. She seemed somewhat put off though, perhaps I mess, no no I’m probably just reading too much into things.

We then reunited with the party, in order to deal with some sort of fae assassin creature. Apparently they had engaged in some shenanigans in the fae, and escaped with this thing in tow. Armed with some cold iron we entered the warehouse that it called home. By Arma’s balls did we run with our tails between our legs. It attempted to persuade us to leave, and in our hubris we forged on. In one spell we all took grievous injury and taking our petrified companions ran for our lives. As much as I loathed it, we had to turn to that corpse fondler to aid our companions. I haven’t seen him do anything wrong yet, but one never knows with necromancers.

We then got rooms in town as we had a protection job the next day to gain favor with a lord to aid in replacing the justicars.

9th of Arcanieum, 998 Imperial

Hunting trip is going ok so far, except the daughter seems set on Cyrus. Illegitimate children must be avoided, lineage must be maintained.

Bad Hair Day

I feel as though Rushack’s goals with the hearts is both noble and intelligent. I trust leaving them with him even if the others are skeptical. Also, he’s pledged to help us at our request.

Anyways, today was terrible. My head still hurts from fighting Shitaki-Yala and my hair is a mess. I feel gross, and wanted nothing but to stay home and rest but it seems like Milah, Lamont, and Cyrus all are set to go look for their “Fey assassin”.

Our first stop was, of course, a bar. No number of castings of prestidigitation would save us from the filth of this place but I did the best I could to keep things “clean” around me. Milah went to the bar and got us the most disgusting beers I have ever seen. I cleaned them up to tolerance then Cyrus used them to convince some locals to tell us about the assassin. He got us a couple angles to follow.

The crazy lady at the third-hand store told us a little bit of information, however, not enough so we decided to go see the 4th street gang. I’m tired and want to go home, so I decided to make this a quick conversation. I find the first urchin I could and kick his peg leg then punch him in the face. Everyone else was confused but little do they know this is the proper way to deal with urchins and thus he was very receptive telling us exactly where to look. I paid the man for his trouble.

The 4th street gang hideout, “Willy’s” reminded me of a fairly renowned restaurant from the empire so I felt remised to not ask for their specialty. The bouncer did not approve so I threatened him with a jolt to the genitals. He was amazingly receptive. Upon entering we were met by 10 Crossbows and some dick head that thought he was big. With our weapons outside with Lamont, it came down to claws, fists, and magic. The gang wasn’t prepared for us. After slapping the Capa with Chill touch until he couldn’t pick up his stick anymore he was very willing to tell us how they were summoning the assassin. Now we can avoid anyone else getting hurt and I can finally go home.

So done with gangs.

The End of Yala

Vesper got a message from Rushack that he had been attacked and we might be next. We gathered our things and people in a painfully slow manner and traveled to Rushack’s. His home was worse for wear but he seemed fine and said there were no casualties from the attack.

I don’t know if this was the right way to go about it but instead of waiting for her next move we decided to attach Shotakayala before she could engage us at our home. Meredoth seemed more then amicable to send us after her. He provided us with some pendants to protect us from the effects of the blight heart and dropped us on the island of Dust and Ash.

It didn’t take long before we found where she was hold up and were confronted by some creature that glowed with embers. It flew at us and began attacking from the sky. I really need to find a way to deal with flying creatures as I just can’t engage them at all. Some kind of returning spear or something would be good. It was a frustrating engagement but we managed. Just when we thought It was over and done with one of those winged creatures, I guess they are called Vanths appeared and placed some kind of cure on Iryani. It didn’t seem to do much at the time but as we engaged other creatures it keep her from acting from time to time.

Having found the mausoleum that Yala was holed up in we sent Milah in to check things out. She seemed to spot a trap on the inner door and triggered it with no harm to herself. It would have been nice if she let us know what she what she was doing but in the end no harm was done.

Once inside we were greeted by a horrible unearthly howl and a wall of fog. We made ready to block a charge by the creatures only to have them surround us by magical means. There was much cussing and fumbling in the fog but we did get the better of them. During the fight a Vanth tried to curse Cyrus but he managed to shake it off. When the last of the creature was killed the fog lifted and let us finish exploiting the tome.
And then we found her.

Dalanim Shotakayala

I had never seen her like this before. Armored head to toe in an silver and black plate like armor engraved with words I could not read. A helm and mask that made her face into a twisted demon and holding a wicked club she burned with a deep furry. I had questioned our actions against her for her sins we in gray place and I didn’t know what was a just response but at the moment all doubt left me. She was a danger and to leave her to roam free would be to court disaster.

Parlay was useless. She wasn’t getting her foul research back and she wasn’t just going to leave. With a cry of rage she swept the paper lanterns off the sarcophagus she was using as a table, releasing their magic and filling her with what she thought was the power to end us. Her body took on a dark radiance and grew much like Cyruss dose when he’s particularly upset. Her speed increased and the once , Almost too heavy club now swung with ease.

We began to close on her when the sky opened and great fire struck many of us with a heat I have never felt before. It almost ended us right there. If not for the efforts of Abbot Nial I fear most of us would of died on that floor.

From there the Battle haze took my mind and I can only remembered scattered bits.
The Vanths were there and one of them engaged Vespa, cracks of magic and metal echoed from the dark ceiling about while they fought.

Cyrus, Milea and myself trying to find a way through Yala’s armor.

Fletcher, that poor bastard, at our side and Nile backing us up while Holding off the 2nd Vanth.

I mostly lost sight of Eryani, her efforts being thwarted by the curse placed on her.

Yala was tiring and we thought we had the upper hand on her when she made a desperate move to break away from us though blows rained down on her she was able to move past us and heal herself and the battle continued.

The end came quickly. One miss step, one stab in the back of the leg from Milah that brought her to a knee, and then Cyrus brought his axe down on her arm pinning her weapon down and to the outside of his blade and with a quick reverse, I had seen him practice a thousand times, swung it high and true into her neck. The head slide across the floor while her body slowly collapsed and shrinking the magic bonds now broken.

The remaining Vanth seeing his master now ended surrendered and left us. I Pray to all of the gods that this is over but considering what we did with the Blight hearts we recovered, I fear those prayers will fall on deaf ears.

Bob the Unbending
Its raining Clerics... hallelujah?


So… a few months back I wrote to the Order. I told them about the oppression in this city and the strife that the common folk suffered. I told them that I was trying to help this city but with so few allies it was hard and I asked for help.

I didn’t really have an idea of how that request would be answered. I know that the day I was made a champion of the order was… unconventional so I didn’t expect much. A few coin, a small supply chest maybe an adviser . I didn’t expect this.

On Arcanieym 5th Robert ( now Bishop) the Unbending arrived at our island with a troop of over 50 men and and women to build a base of operation for the order. His aid, a Cleric of Arma Abbot Nial Cooper has been speaking with us as well. He seems a little stiff but looks like a good man. Perhaps he has been on the road with Robert too long.

I remember Robert from when I was a kid at the Orders training center. Wiles and me would offer try to sneak extra food or loaf off on our duties and were often caught by Roberts stern eye and switch. Even as I came into being a young man I didn’t see eye to eye with him. I know that rules and discipline have their place now but Robert has no compassion or pity. If we try to replace one tyranny with another we will fail the people here. We need to do better than just rule of law… but that is a good place to start.

Oh and they did bring me a sick new set of armor. I can’t wait to test it out.

And then Shotakayala showed up.

Runaway Carriage
(never comin back...)

So we finally heard from Linda Longdocks, after many trips to the docks dealing with cranky beard man. We decided to send her a letter directly through Samuel. She acknowledged our work and is waiting for ships to make it through to prove we actually solved the problem. With a day or two of downtime, I decided to apply my trade for a while and earn some gold to help out with expenses. Iriani has been busy watching over that stupid armour she brought back from the icky dark place we went to. I can’t wait to get rid of it. Makes my fur stand on end.

Anyways, we were minding our own business hanging out in the market, when suddenly this carriage with a dead guy start barrelling down the street out of control. I used my kitty like reflexes to get onto the carriage. Iriani and Cyrus manage to get on too. Cyrus tried to control the horses, while Iriani tried to loose the horses by shooting things with magic. I quickly went to work on the mechanism attaching the horses to the carriage and got them loose. When I looked up, Cyrus had grown enormous and was able to grapple the horses to a halt. We managed to stop the carriage without too many injuries.

Conveniently it turns out that the carriage belonged to none other than Elizabeth Silversands. She invited us to her very fancy house for tea and snacks. We must of made a good impression because we were invited to her daughter’s birthday party and we get to wear fancy clothing. We got measured by professionals and everything. I guess we also need to act as bodyguards while we’re there…but FANCY PARTY!!! I wonder how many nobles with deep pockets will be there….

I Get Knocked Down, But I Get up Again

So, I’m writing this by whatever moonlight I can get through the windows of my warehouse because of this stupid armour. The stupid armour I dragged all the way from the frigging blight that’s so cursed, I’ve had to put it in a metal box that I’m sitting on right now in the dead of night to make sure it doesn’t open up before I get a chance to dump it in the ocean. I should back up a bit.

So, we came home after obliterating some horrible monstrous experiments, and taking everything of value that they’d been holding from their poor, poor victims. A lot of neat stuff but I think we’ll have to pawn most of it to pay for all the brain damage we took when those monsters screamed. Vesper was extra insufferable for the rest of the night and Milah… Slept slightly more than usual. The next morning, it was Lamont wound up selling the stuff while I babysat this circus. Well, Syrus was about normal, I guess, but he’s got a pretty constant “fish out of water” thing going so it’s hard to tell.

Anyway, one trip the the temple of the Eight-Faced God got us all fixed up and we scattered. Milah and I tried to track down Linda Longdock again but she wasn’t around again and the cranky bearded guy was about as helpful as before. I should probably learn his name, people like that. We headed more or less home after that to a quiet night by the fire. It was kind of nice having everyone there, even if we were all doing our own thing.

The next day we met with our lawyer, got him to send another letter of introduction to the Silversands’ and, well, to jog Linda’s memory on our arrangement. We paid him for the next month, but talking about getting the families on board with our plan reminded us that we need an actual plan. We still have to figure out what we’re going to even replace the Justicars with if we get this thing off the ground, and speaking of the Justicars, Milah’s guild really came through spying on them. We have a list of two reasonable people and a bunch of people who are all terrible in different ways. I guess some of them might be fine if they aren’t being led around by the greedy ones but it’s a depressing list either way.

We headed back the Queen’s Fire for lunch when we met the travelling merchant again, the one we met through Uncle Allan from months ago. Ja’rah, or something, and by Vil’deis’ seeping headwound, I swear that he and Pavel are old friends! I thought they were gonna throw down the way they reacted to each other but I guess I’ll have to wait for that particular show. Ja’rah expects to be in and out of town a lot over the next few months which will hopefully prove useful once we can get some cash. Magic stuff doesn’t come cheap, based on how expensive this book I’m struggling through is.

Well, the end of the month snuck up on me so I had to go check in with Father Harvey at the temple of Eight-Face about that suit of armour I took from the blight. He can’t do anything about it, which I guess is fine, but he put it in a crate about a day and half ago so I had no idea what state it was in. He had two jobs and the easy one was “smash bones every few hours”! It’s a miracle we didn’t have half of a skeleton samurai in there, so we took it to Von Roshak who suggested we drop the thing to the bottom of the a metal box. One metal box, a length of chain, and a few dozen rocks later, and we’ve got a heavy fucking box, full of cursed armour and rocks ready for a one way trip to the ocean blue. As soon as my ship gets back.

So here I am, keeping an eye on this thing because apparently I’m the only one not afraid of it. Guess I’m sleeping out here for a while.

Vesper’d better not mess with my stuff.

Barbarian Journal #1
Writing wasn't a required skill in the mountians

First entry by Cyrus Ari – BloodRager

It was a long journey in the Elven lands. The Blight is as horrible as the tails describe. That place will be hunting my dreams for some time. We were lucky to walk out of there alive.

After returning to Vessy’s benifactor’s house, there interactions seemd to be tense but not overly hostile. Vessy was allowed to keep her skin after devlivering some books. Who knew that books could make people so happy. I will have to keep my eye open for some book, and maybe I can give enimeys a book instead of the good end of my axe.

Kitty and I deciced to take the elven paintings we found in the blight, to an art dealer in the city and see if we could sell it. It is nice to have Kitty coming along, she is nice and always looks out for me in the big city. We managed to sell the painting at a good price and Kitty gave me the paper to take to the bank so we can collect the gold. This was an okay arrangement, at least kitty didn’t skim some off the top for her orfanage.

Back at the Island house everyone seemed to need some alone time. The truth circle had taken a heavy toll on everyone but I think it will work out in the end. Everyone knows about me and my ansetry now and they haven’t run me out of town yet. I hope I can stay longer this time. The last farm I lived at was burnt to the ground. I will not let that happen to my new home. I took up sparing with Lamb-mot. He has gotten stronger after the trials in the blight. I wanted to ask him about his friends that were coming to help with the “JustaCarts”. But it looks like he wasn’t in a talking mood, judging buy the bruises I received every time I asked. After a while of smashing, a funny little man came into the gym to deliver friendship books. It was so nice. Now I can present a book to make a tense situation better. Wow this place is amazing. Some day I should learn how to read these book and then maybe I can just talk to people and not need to carry a friendship book around. I hear these book maybe worth some money, so maybe I can sell the smelly ones and keep some of the pretty ones.

Blue lady was off to check on her ship down at the docs and took the cursed Armour with her. Maybe she can fix it and cast out the evil spirit that lives in the armour. Her magic is so strong and it seems to have no limits on what she can do.

The next day we all went into town to do some Shopping. Kitty came with me to look out for me again and to make sure I don’t get swingaled. I got the most bueatifull Dark wood bow ever made. Next time those flying death crows won’t ascape me so easily.

Blue Lady took off at some point and she had her bag of Armour. I guess she was able to cast out the evil spirit and is off to sell the armour. On her way back she ran into an old friend of hers and went to check out this undergound part of the city. After she found us and told us about the undercity she said there was some large monster down there. I asked what they were and she had to go back for another look. I didn’t really understand what everyone was saying about the monster but they mentoned Drow. I am not too sure what that is but judging by everyones expresion this wasn’t a good word. With evil near, I will be ready to help stomp it out. At that point we decied that we need Lamb-mot to help us with these creature. With all of us working together we can save the city. I can smell the reward money, when the whole city hears about our glorieus deeds on display this day.

It was a hard fought battle with these terrors. They were a grotessk mockery of humans. It looked almost as if their flesh was warped by some dark and sadisctic force. If this is what is meant buy drow then I can see why people were not happy to have them so close. After we put the poor creatures out of their mistery, Vessy & Kitty started acting oddly. I hope they didn’t catch any drow from the creatures. I would hate to see them all misshapen like those creatures. I will have to keep an eye one them and let Lamb-mot know if they show any signs of drow. I do wonder how these creatures ended up in our undercity?

After a search of the area we found more bodies hanging on the wall and some kind of torture studio of some mad artist. The bodies were mostly human but showing the signs of drow. I hope we find this artist so that we can have words and there is no way I will be giving him one of my friendship books.

We collected some valuables and headed back up to the surface. We will be back undercity to see what wonders and horrors that live under us all.


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