Journal of Arcadius

Joining the Cause

We are still in Sigil. We have commissioned a magic item that will aid Ragnarr in calling upon Lord Pelor while in the pocket dimension of the Aboleth. The work is, naturally, taking some time, and we are waiting. Ragnarr himself is drinking so heavily that I am becoming concerned about him. We've had to retrieve him from alleys, gutters, and sundry foul places. I pray thee Lord Pelor to put light in his mind and peace in his heart!

Hrogar, meanwhile, has decided to at last answer his calling of raising an army against the Aboleth. Assuredly, he has a gift of persuasion, and this should serve him well. It seems he has been long in touch with someone else, a powerful wizard, who now wishes to help us in his stead. Having lost two wizards of our group to duties and distractions in Sigil, it is ironic yet good to have one join us here.

He, this wizard, is named Canary or something similar, perhaps in honor of the famous musical bird, and in fact his robes are of a yellowish hue, though more saffron than the bright yellow of his namesake. He goes by Can or Cen for short. He is from a land of the east called Tir-Narnia, a name of at best faint legend to me. From childhood I seem to recall tales of either immortal Fay living underground, or Witch-Queens and talking lions. Whatever the truth of them, the association of his land with powerful arcane magic is apparently true.

Thanks and gratitude to him for joining us at this crucial time! May he be prepared for the severe dangers ahead - he has time, hopefully he will use it well.


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