Journal of Xar

9163, Month 7, Day 10 – Xar’s Shared Nightmare

Waking from a horrible nightmare I’ve found myself in some strange dreamlike place. I’m in the middle of a forest clearing with only my nightshirt and the dagger that was under my pillow. thinking to myself ‘I must have been clutching to in my sleep’. This is unlike the many nightmares I’ve had the past several nights since running into the Gloombringer Sisters. for Gide is there with me, along with Geri, Teri, and a couple of guys I recognize from the manor house. Everyone in their nightshirt… I’m thinking that I may still be dreaming but Gide sure seems real enough after I flick a rock at him and him kicking at my private parts. yea, that felt real alright. Anwin eyes are floating above us watching menacingly… I try and hit him and he blinks, I try again with several other objects to see if they have an effect other than making him blink but none are effective. there is some discussion as to what are predicament is, figuring we’ve been pulled into some sort of alternate reality by Anwin’s magic. yep payback is a bitch, especially when you are on the receiving end. I may need to have a talk with Geri on what kind of Magus we pick a fight with. however that is a topic for another time. in any case we gather whatever we can find at hand to create makeshift weapons, clubs, staffs, knives and a few torches. I lash my dagger to the end of a stout stick I had found and fashion a crude sling out of the remainder of my nightshirt. I am now buck naked in all my glory and shame. Teri climbs a tree to get our bearings for I can not find our directions by these strange stars. there is no North, South, East, or West as far as I can tell. She spots a Keep some distance through the forest, past a rise and clearing in the woods. we decide that is our best option, we really want to be moving away from Anwin’s prying eyes. I scout ahead several meters and end up stumbling upon some scorpion/centaur like creature. both of us are surprised at each others presence so neither has the upper hand, it is carrying a large battle axe as a weapon and has a long scorpion tail. I raise my hand to greet it “Hale Friend..??” hoping that my strange appearance and non threatening manor can appease it. not bloody likely, it rushes forward with amazing speed brandishing it’s axe at me. I put my makeshift spear out in front scoring a solid hit before it can reach me, however it returns the favor and I narrowly escape almost getting clove in two as well as almost getting stung by who knows what wicked poison flows thorough it’s tail. the rest of the group rushes up, and another scorpion centaur joins the fray, Gide is wounded in the battle along with myself but we finally bring them down. one as it’s trying to flee for it’s life or alert others of our presence. it mattered not for the hunter in our party brought it down at the last moments before it got away. We continue on better armed with our fallen foes weapons. I have Geri take one of the stingers and put some of the poison on her darts, the other tail is cut off and hauled around by one of the sneaky type guys that we found ourselves in this dream with. we tell him to be careful but I keep finding myself or others almost tripping over the tail in the dark whenever he goes off to explore. he doesn’t seem to take the hint, so rather that take his head off, after a time I chop off the end of the tail , the final straw that I again almost tripping over it myself… enough!. it’s not that the sneaky guy isn’t useful, he and his buddy are able to scout and ambush several of our foes during the seemingly endless nightmare that has befallen us. Lots of stuff happens and Gide and I are weakened in several battles almost unto death, and both of us finally fall against some extremely large and strange golden haired Millipede/Centaur. the Sneaky guy forces a strange mystical/venom like potion we found earlier as a last ditch effort to either save me or do me in, I know not for sure, but I come out of it swinging, by heart in my throat racing like it’s going to beat out of my chest but bringing me back from the inky darkness and yonder green light that was beckoning me. Though I am still extremely weak and feel that the slightest injury would be my last, I feel changed, stronger that before. not in might of muscle or mind but somehow stronger in life it’self. not sure if it is the nasty taste that is stuck in my mouth after such a close brush with death or that evil concoction I can still taste that was forced past my lips. in either case I’m still alive and that is what matters. I thought Gide may have perished as well, but on closer examination he was at least stable after I tended to what wounds I could. He should come out of it on his own, maybe a few hours rest will bring him back. we continue on. mr. sneaky scouting ahead and waving us up if it’s clear, while we try and stick close to him in case he gets into trouble. none of us can take much more of this, another combat would certainly kill most if not all of us at this point. Gide is still has not come out of it when we come across what seems like the end. a passage and possible portal on the far side of a room with a brooding mother scorpion/centaur. we decide that it’s best to hold up and wait to see if Gide comes around in a bit. the girls come up with a plan, maybe show that we are not a threat, and parley our way through the brood mothers territory. I initially think it’s a terrible plan having tried to talk my way through one encounter and getting my ass handed to me on a plate because of it. but it seems to make some sense, especially with Geri’s silver tough lapping up Scorpion Queen’s backside. Gide finally comes out of his comatose slumber in a couple more hours. we have the sneaky types lay in ambush in case Geri and Teri fail to get our point across that we just want to get the fuck out of here. surprisingly all goes according to plan. and the brood mother lets us past. on the way through the room to the portal we see a familiar cat like creature flitting about the room. ANWIN’S Pet! we’ve seen it before…. damn it…. we should kill it! no way in our condition could we survive if something went horribly wrong… as well there is some really nice looking loot just out of reach by the portal, but it’s just too risky, who knows what could go wrong? and we really just want to get home, I though we where dead for sure. best not take any more chances. I’ve certainly used up my share of luck and tempted the fates too many times already. we all make it thought alright, however the hunter/scout of the group was the last one through the portal and couldn’t help be help himself to a random choice item of the brood mothers pile of treasure. an egg of some sort. yea, not a bright thing to do, especially with everything at steak. Gide decides that if the scout want into the group he’s only going to get a half share this time around. best to ask before putting everyone at risk, he’s not the first to get the beat down in this group, and I’m sure not the last. Mr. Sneaky is next. Gide pulls him aside and they whisper what they think is quietly between themselves but I can’t help but hear them. I try not to listen in and try and hum something to myself but I catch most of what they say saying anyhow. blah, blah, took ring.., blah, blah, hiding… blah, blah, looking for me… etc, etc, etc. he ponies up the loot he stashed to it is added to the pile. here is a running total of what our haul was in our shared nightmare…[see separate page]

9163, Month 6, Day 28 – Behind Enemy Lines

It’s been a while since I’ve written in This journal. though I have been reading as much of Geri’s books as i can handle. mostly they make my head hurt. it’s slow going with having to look up every other word to figure out what they mean. what a crooked trail a magus writes in. using as many words when a few should do. hmmm… maybe something to that likeness of a hidden trail in their books.

we have been behind enemy lines for some time, and a lot has happened. I feel we’ve had a good measure of success. we’ve rescued a Baron, a Viscount, and converted another to the cause. Recently I’ve been keeping mostly out of harms way by focusing on my ranged skills with deadly effect. Guide’s longbow is a fearsome weapon in skilled hands. this is the path I’ve always known I should follow, just that I’m usually front rank and close quarter no matter that isn’t my strong point. I sometime miss the close combat but there is something to be said about ‘Death from afar’ and not setting off my lust for blood. I may be able to heal quicker than most of the group but like to take a beating as much as the next guy. I really haven’t tried to avoid physical combat, it’s just turned out i’m better at dealing damage before they can get that close, or just have been damn lucky lately. most of the group looks worse for wear but I’m feeling pretty good in mind and body. even with recent events with a priestess of Malek rearing her ugly head (yet soon separated from her body) and the run in with Sir butt head’s men and the Fake white sisters. not sure why we’re heading back to the stag except everyone else is beat to crap and could use some healing. surly Dierdre could use our reports of success to bolster the cause as well as everything we’ve discovered. as well she should be informed on what has transpired with Malek’s influence like bending House Malor’s Red Menace to their will and Gloombringer’s activity so close to the current seat of power. we would be well rid of the artifacts retrieved from both encounters, the only reason for having them is to provide evidence of possible involvement with the current ruler. maybe I should bury the whole lot someplace safe before we get to the tower. I’m having an uneasy feeling about getting mixed up with them. I trust the light bringers about as far as I can throw their church. maybe they have infiltrated the white sisters after all. ag, this all makes my head hurt. best leave all the politics to those whom have a head for it and focus on what I’m good at.

9163, Month 3, Day 11 – Resting in Karolak

Having recently learned read and write I’ve decided to keep a journal to keep me in practice and expand my a literary abilities. I am having Paul Dorn aid me in making these letters as he seems to be someone i can trust.

I’m happy to know that Tigris got the beat down from Stillmein who we now know and is a new member of our group. Though I would have liked to get a crack at him myself the proxy works for me. There is some sort of feeling of “Justice” in it.

Cage and Geri seemed to have made their peace. Don’t get me wrong, there are still some rough edges between the two of them. but they seem to be able to hold their temper (and tongues) in check. at least so much to not let things get out of hand again.

Most of the group seem to still not fully trust Geri, but I can see there is some sort of change in her. I trust her pretty much as before the encounter with that dread book. as far as I’ve seen she’s never turned against the group, and my belief in her has never really faltered, though I had worried a bit about the direction she was heading. hopefully we can all get back an a “better” path. don’t get me wrong, I’d like power as much as the next guy, but at what cost? there has to be some sort of middle ground that has some stability to it. I have yet to find my own personal credo for life so whom am I to judge. guess I’ll just DO and figure it out along the way like everyone else.

as far as Cage’s Rage, the encounter with the Karolak city watch and the fallout after, shown me that he may be willing to change after all. I though for sure he’d go out in a blaze of glory with a high body count. I’m sure we’d end up being outlaws in yet another territory, with again, no place to rest, let along call home. In my eyes he turned against the party and put us all at risk when he jumped Geri (my oldest friend other than Taer, and like a sister to me). but he seemed to recant at the hands of the authorities. I would never normally consider the use of such an external force in our group politics, but felt there where no other “reasonable” options I could live with a clear conscience. It’s good to have him back, I can tell there are still some issues but think they can be worked though and may heal with time.The rest of the group except for the new guys are still terrified by him. they have all seen first hand what the Mighty Cage Northfort can do in battle as well as I.

as a side note… The encounter in the tunnels where actually a pretty good spot for Cage’s Fury to be unleashed cause it was pretty much in a contained situation and location. Though I had to “STRONGLY” warn the new members to stay back, and thought we might end up loosing a couple of the new guys when they where unwilling to listen. I wouldn’t have blamed Cage in the least in that situation. I’d have left bad for them but if they where warned and didn’t listen, what could you do?

I myself am going to have to discipline myself and gain some more control over my instincts. in some ways Cage and I are alike.

Taer saved my life again, what else is new. I jibe him sometimes but he is as close to a brother to me as I’ll likely ever get. I cannot but into word on paper how proud I am to be called his friend.

The newbies performed pretty good with the group. No one got killed, though that have been partly luck. during some of the intense combat one of the new guys want to flee alone down the passage back the way we came. I think he may have misunderstood that he’d be killed if he fled. not by myself or the rest of the group for faltering in battle (though that was a capitol offense on the front-lines of the Orrish Wars), but by being alone in a dangerous place with no backup. I’ve learned not to put too much emotional investment in the new guys until they gain some skills to survive in a hostile environment and learn to work with the group.

9163, Month 6, Day ?? – Xar’s Shared Nightmare

Waking from a horrible nightmare I’ve found myself in some strange dreamlike place. I’m in the middle of a forest clearing with only my nightshirt and the dagger that was under my pillow. thinking to myself ‘I must have been clutching to in my sleep’. This is unlike the many nightmares I’ve had the past several nights since running into the Gloombringer Sisters. for Gide is there with me, along with Geri, Teri, and a couple of guys I recognize from the manor house. Everyone in their nightshirt… I’m thinking that I may still be dreaming but Gide sure seems real enough after I flick a rock at him and him kicking at my private parts. yea, that felt real alright. Anwin eyes are floating above us watching menacingly… I try and hit him and he blinks, I try again with several other objects to see if they have an effect other than making him blink but none are effective. there is some discussion as to what are predicament is, figuring we’ve been pulled into some sort of alternate reality by Anwin’s magic. yep payback is a bitch, especially when you are on the receiving end. I may need to have a talk with Geri on what kind of Magus we pick a fight with. however that is a topic for another time. in any case we gather whatever we can find at hand to create makeshift weapons, clubs, staffs, knives and a few torches. I lash my dagger to the end of a stout stick I had found and fashion a crude sling out of the remainder of my nightshirt. I am now buck naked in all my glory and shame. Teri climbs a tree to get our bearings for I can not find our directions by these strange stars. there is no North, South, East, or West as far as I can tell. She spots a Keep some distance through the forest, past a rise and clearing in the woods. we decide that is our best option, we really want to be moving away from Anwin’s prying eyes. I scout ahead several meters and end up stumbling upon some scorpion/centaur like creature. both of us are surprised at each others presence so neither has the upper hand, it is carrying a large battle axe as a weapon and has a long scorpion tail. I raise my hand to greet it “Hale Friend..??” hoping that my strange appearance and non threatening manor can appease it. not bloody likely, it rushes forward with amazing speed brandishing it’s axe at me. I put my makeshift spear out in front scoring a solid hit before it can reach me, however it returns the favor and I narrowly escape almost getting clove in two as well as almost getting stung by who knows what wicked poison flows thorough it’s tail. the rest of the group rushes up, and another scorpion centaur joins the fray, Gide is wounded in the battle along with myself but we finally bring them down. one as it’s trying to flee for it’s life or alert others of our presence. it mattered not for the hunter in our party brought it down at the last moments before it got away. We continue on better armed with our fallen foes weapons. I have Geri take one of the stingers and put some of the poison on her darts, the other tail is cut off and hauled around by one of the sneaky type guys that we found ourselves in this dream with. we tell him to be careful but I keep finding myself or others almost tripping over the tail in the dark whenever he goes off to explore. he doesn’t seem to take the hint, so rather that take his head off, after a time I chop off the end of the tail , the final straw that I again almost tripping over it myself… enough!. it’s not that the sneaky guy isn’t useful, he and his buddy are able to scout and ambush several of our foes during the seemingly endless nightmare that has befallen us. Lots of stuff happens and Gide and I are weakened in several battles almost unto death, and both of us finally fall against some extremely large and strange golden haired Millipede/Centaur. the Sneaky guy forces a strange mystical/venom like potion we found earlier as a last ditch effort to either save me or do me in, I know not for sure, but I come out of it swinging, by heart in my throat racing like it’s going to beat out of my chest but bringing me back from the inky darkness and yonder green light that was beckoning me. Though I am still extremely weak and feel that the slightest injury would be my last, I feel changed, stronger that before. not in might of muscle or mind but somehow stronger in life it’self. not sure if it is the nasty taste that is stuck in my mouth after such a close brush with death or that evil concoction I can still taste that was forced past my lips. in either case I’m still alive and that is what matters. I thought Gide may have perished as well, but on closer examination he was at least stable after I tended to what wounds I could. He should come out of it on his own, maybe a few hours rest will bring him back. we continue on. mr. sneaky scouting ahead and waving us up if it’s clear, while we try and stick close to him in case he gets into trouble. none of us can take much more of this, another combat would certainly kill most if not all of us at this point. Gide is still has not come out of it when we come across what seems like the end. a passage and possible portal on the far side of a room with a brooding mother scorpion/centaur. we decide that it’s best to hold up and wait to see if Gide comes around in a bit. the girls come up with a plan, maybe show that we are not a threat, and parley our way through the brood mothers territory. I initially think it’s a terrible plan having tried to talk my way through one encounter and getting my ass handed to me on a plate because of it. but it seems to make some sense, especially with Geri’s silver tough lapping up Scorpion Queen’s backside. Gide finally comes out of his comatose slumber in a couple more hours. we have the sneaky types lay in ambush in case Geri and Teri fail to get our point across that we just want to get the fuck out of here. surprisingly all goes according to plan. and the brood mother lets us past. on the way through the room to the portal we see a familiar cat like creature flitting about the room. ANWIN’S Pet! we’ve seen it before…. damn it…. we should kill it! no way in our condition could we survive if something went horribly wrong… as well there is some really nice looking loot just out of reach by the portal, but it’s just too risky, who knows what could go wrong? and we really just want to get home, I though we where dead for sure. best not take any more chances. I’ve certainly used up my share of luck and tempted the fates too many times already. we all make it thought alright, however the hunter/scout of the group was the last one through the portal and couldn’t help be help himself to a random choice item of the brood mothers pile of treasure. an egg of some sort. yea, not a bright thing to do, especially with everything at steak. Gide decides that if the scout want into the group he’s only going to get a half share this time around. best to ask before putting everyone at risk, he’s not the first to get the beat down in this group, and I’m sure not the last. Mr. Sneaky is next. Gide pulls him aside and they whisper what they think is quietly between themselves but I can’t help but hear them. I try not to listen in and try and hum something to myself but I catch most of what they say saying anyhow. blah, blah, took ring.., blah, blah, hiding… blah, blah, looking for me… etc, etc, etc. he ponies up the loot he stashed to it is added to the pile. here is a running total of what our haul was in our shared nightmare…[see separate page]

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