Alcander: Days 10-12

It appears that I have failed in my promise to keep a journal of my travels. I am certain that there are worse sins, and that Heracles will forgive me for spending my time taking action rather than reflecting upon it. Still, I gave my word that I would write in this book, and Alcander keeps his word.

Day 10

It seems that the book we took from the grove is cursed in some way. It exploded upon the cleric who tried to read it. I wonder if that is simply the Gods giving him punishment for his wicked belief that evil is not truly evil, but only misunderstood.

We took the book to two wizards, to see who could fix it. One was evil, but inexpensive. The other was not good, but at least seemed an honest businessmen. While it is sometimes necessary to deal with those who are evil, I am simply relieved to have not left the book in the hands of one who would likely use the knowledge for ill ends.

Day 11

It is a good thing we did not leave the book in the hands of the evil wizard. It seems that the book is about a plague of some sort. Who knows what sort of villainous ends he might have used the knowledge for.

It appears that many of the cityfolk believe the grove to be haunted. I would think this mere barbarian supersition had I not seen it for myself. It is a cursed place. But Heracles guided my arrow true to smite the evil once, and I must believe that he shall guide me true again. We will yet find a way to defeat this evil.

Day 12

Of all those touched by the muse, surely the bard is the most blessed. I have learned much this day, though much of it troubling. The grove has been haunted since the druids disappeared, and the druids may be dead. We shall have to seek the help of other druids, I believe, if we are to cleanse this evil.

The bard I spoke to seems a noble fellow, and I shall repay the favor of his knowledge. It is my hope that, someday, men such as him will sing of my mighty deeds as well, and propel my soul to the heavens.