And if that was all that happened today, I would have been fine with it. But then Ragnar found a beaten and unconscious man on the side of the road who is named Marshall and claims to have been attacked by a dragon. Following the trail of this dragon took us to an abandoned and decrepit old keep with one of those coral gates in a tower. Our attempts to reactivate the gate led to the keep getting swallowed up in shadowy tentacles that also snagged into Jake and Chris' feet in some unfathomably grotesque way. Fortunately Marshall was able to dislodge them with a dagger and bugger off in search of his partner who disappeared when the dragon attacked, but not before warning us that the lands to the south of here are wary of arcane magics, to the point of forbidding it outright. I'm going to end up with a hatchet through my neck, I just know it.
Day 213
We have arrived at a city called Frostguard. It is well fortified against zombies, which is good. It is not in any immediate danger of zombie attack, which is very good. It is part of the empire that distrusts arcane magic, which is bad. Given that I have enough magical armaments to, well, clothe an idiot in magical items, I am not keen on this place. Still, an inn always beats camping outdoors; and as long as I don't cast a spell, I'll be alright. It'll be hard on Chris and Jake, sure, but we've been through worse. Tried to bury my spellbook at the bottom of my satchel; only when I was done did I realize the futility of the act.
The zombie attacks are apparently a biannual event, in which hordes of undead siege the town for weeks. The next one is in six month's time, hopefully we are not anywhere near here when it goes down.
Day 214 - Jacob is missing & we've been summoned by local auth., reason unknown. If found, return this journal to Brigadier-General A. Stuart of the Sable Lions, P.o.O.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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