Home and Guilt
May I pay the price for what has happened! May those who have died find peace in the afterlife.
Fleeing the evil plane of the Aboleth once more, we returned to the prime material plane. This time, to my homeland. It was my idea. Curse my weakness and vanity! I thought on one hand that if any place was a safe haven, it would be my homeland, and on the other that it would be good to see my family after so many years. Instead we, unwitting fools, brought death in our wake. Bebilith, accursed and vile, from the depths of the abyss via the boundaries of the Aboleth plane, followed us through the portal!
Now, innocents have died, and we brought it to them.
I have brought shame and dishonor upon my land and my family. For this, I must atone. Some of the others seem to want to keep our guilt a secret, I cannot.
At least we slew one of the fiends. though the mightier escaped to some plane unknown.
We seem to have also drawn a stranger, friend or foe is unclear, an archer who claimed to be helping us. He seems to be an incompetent shot, which is either bad or good, depending on which side he is truly on.
O' gods, let us not be burdened with another Tupper!
O' people of the five rivers, I mourn thy loss.
O' Lord Pelor, I accept thy judgment!
*A*
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Yet another creature released
Yet again in our rush to raise Ken we have released another creature onto this land. We were able to kill one of the creatures but not both the second one got away. We also were not able to stop them from killing a caravan of people. We need to be more cautious as we work to defeat these abalith, or we will just replace the abalith with another creature.
While fighting the creatures we came across a wood elf. He claim that he was hunting down the creatures same as us. For now we are going to use some spells to find out if we can trust him. I believe he was not working with the creatures but I he might be working for the ababliths. The only action we have seen him take is shooting arrows that missed both us and the creatures. So he could be an assassin who was not ready for the other creatures messing up his assassination attempt. We will see, if he is who he say he is he could be helpful down the road.
While fighting the creatures we came across a wood elf. He claim that he was hunting down the creatures same as us. For now we are going to use some spells to find out if we can trust him. I believe he was not working with the creatures but I he might be working for the ababliths. The only action we have seen him take is shooting arrows that missed both us and the creatures. So he could be an assassin who was not ready for the other creatures messing up his assassination attempt. We will see, if he is who he say he is he could be helpful down the road.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Ragnarr: Kingdom of the Spiders
In our defense, this one wasn't really our fault.
I mean, yes, we let out a whee bit of horribly evil bastards that want to invade, kill everything, and lay babies in their head. Yes, the word "again" could be added to that bit, and it wouldn't be wrong. But this one wasn't really our fault.
We had to get back somehow, after all. Trying to pull off what we needed to pull off on that damn demi-plane would have been a bastard. And the new wizard lad did deserve a resurrection after what he pulled off. It went badly for him, but damn impressive of him. (Even if he does seem convinced that the gifts of Pelor somehow aren't good enough by themselves, but need "improved". Have to have a talk to him about that one.)
So we came back to our plane. And the nasty giant flesh eating invisible spider things followed us.
And we dealt with them, too. And with the bastard ranger who might have been trying to help us, might have been trying to kill us, but either way seems to be a crap shot.
He claims he was sent to help us. Pelor save us from the incompetent bastards other deities send to join our little world saving club.
But at least I have an excuse to summon Dogwater.
It's been too long. I wonder how his bitch is?
I should get on with that, anyway.
I just hope he can help us.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Journal of Arcadius
Tragedy
We slew a dragon today, but at great cost. The Aboleth's plane is assaulted by demons and guarded by all manner of strange beings, including a talking lizard enchanted to appear as a dragon. However, we also encountered a very real and live one. An enormous, powerful, and no doubt very old Green Dragon. Ken, whose powers were great, turned Dantroe into a Dragon, of smaller stature, and that brave, reckless monk soared into the skies to do battle while the rest of us organized. It was a fearsome fight, and over all too soon - Dantroe falling from the sky and turning back into his natural form upon death, and that form breaking in ruin upon the ground. The rest of us meanwhile were given glowing wings by Lord Pelor, through the intercession of Ragnarr, and we took flight in attack, dealing the Dragon much harm. It then claimed to be an ally of Melrik, here attacking the Aboleth's plane for its own purposes. It seemed plausible, yet something about it rang untrue, and there was the recent memory of our friend's death...
Trusting in the guidance of Lord Pelor, I announced my disbelief and charged the Dragon. Alas, my powers seem week upon this plane, and I failed time and again to strike it. Meanwhile, the others had better luck, and did it so much further harm that it attempted to escape. As it soared to the skies, perhaps five hundred feet up or more, Ken hit it with a magic missile, and this spell finally struck it down. It fell towards us from on high, and at that moment we realized our danger. We fled in all directions from the colossal bulk dropping towards us, all except Azan, who crouched to the ground under his shield. The thing struck the ground in an explosion of flesh and scales. Lord Pelor must have preserved Azan, for I cannot see otherwise how he survived that impact. Alas! Ken was not so lucky. He was running, laughing in triumph as he went, when a large piece of bone flew like a ballista bolt through his chest and impaled him against a wall!
Two brave comrades lost so quickly! Yet at least, they died well and in service to a great purpose.
Praise be that we were guided with the foresight to prepare for the resurrection of one. It will be Ken, as Dantroe once told us he did not wish to be brought back from death. Yet, matters are now worse.
*A*
We slew a dragon today, but at great cost. The Aboleth's plane is assaulted by demons and guarded by all manner of strange beings, including a talking lizard enchanted to appear as a dragon. However, we also encountered a very real and live one. An enormous, powerful, and no doubt very old Green Dragon. Ken, whose powers were great, turned Dantroe into a Dragon, of smaller stature, and that brave, reckless monk soared into the skies to do battle while the rest of us organized. It was a fearsome fight, and over all too soon - Dantroe falling from the sky and turning back into his natural form upon death, and that form breaking in ruin upon the ground. The rest of us meanwhile were given glowing wings by Lord Pelor, through the intercession of Ragnarr, and we took flight in attack, dealing the Dragon much harm. It then claimed to be an ally of Melrik, here attacking the Aboleth's plane for its own purposes. It seemed plausible, yet something about it rang untrue, and there was the recent memory of our friend's death...
Trusting in the guidance of Lord Pelor, I announced my disbelief and charged the Dragon. Alas, my powers seem week upon this plane, and I failed time and again to strike it. Meanwhile, the others had better luck, and did it so much further harm that it attempted to escape. As it soared to the skies, perhaps five hundred feet up or more, Ken hit it with a magic missile, and this spell finally struck it down. It fell towards us from on high, and at that moment we realized our danger. We fled in all directions from the colossal bulk dropping towards us, all except Azan, who crouched to the ground under his shield. The thing struck the ground in an explosion of flesh and scales. Lord Pelor must have preserved Azan, for I cannot see otherwise how he survived that impact. Alas! Ken was not so lucky. He was running, laughing in triumph as he went, when a large piece of bone flew like a ballista bolt through his chest and impaled him against a wall!
Two brave comrades lost so quickly! Yet at least, they died well and in service to a great purpose.
Praise be that we were guided with the foresight to prepare for the resurrection of one. It will be Ken, as Dantroe once told us he did not wish to be brought back from death. Yet, matters are now worse.
*A*
Journal of Crunch, Day 306b-300
-day292 + Sigil day14-B :: day300:
Operations in the Plane of the Seer Aboleth have not gone well. Ken and Dantroe have fallen in combat with a fearsome green dragon. Due to Dantroe's beliefs, we will not be reactivating him. Ragnarr gave his components a sincere and moving eulogy, although we were unable to recover them. Before the battle, Ken had expressed the desire for reactivation. Ken was responsible for the slaying of the fiendish dragon that slew Dantroe, and pushed himself to the very limits of his abilities to do so. He was slain after the battle by the debris of the fallen corpse of the fiendish dragon. Azan in particular was very fortunate to survive the impact of the dragon corpse, which covered the area in draconic fluids and organic components.
Before the dragon was defeated, it had claimed allegiance with an ally of dubious morality known by the others as Mellrik. The dragon claimed that the seer aboleth has merged with the demiplane itself, rendering it immune to conventional weaponry. It also claimed that there are invading forces from the Lower Planes to contend with, as the demiplane serves as a transplanar access point to Prime Material Subplane 3. Assuming all of this is true, our best option is to sever the connection between the Plane of the Seer Aboleth and Prime Material Subplane 3, leaving the demiplane to drift in the Astral Plane. This can be done at a serious of junction points across the Plane of the Seer Aboleth, however, these are likely to be heavily guarded as neither of the opposing forces wish to disrupt access to Prime Material Subplane 3.
All things considered, another regrouping was required. This time we retreated to Prime Material Subplane 3, to the Land of the Five Rivers. Upon our return,this unit I spotted an unusual ripple in the air, which was revealed to be a bebilith. Webbing was observed around our entrance point on the Plane of the Seer Aboleth, but no bebilith were present at that time. The creature then disappeared shortly after Ragnarr confirmed its presence. No further contact was made. The residence of Arkadesh's family is very nice, with a variety of religious adornments honoring Pelor, and some well-made floors. We have coordinated with the household's guards to maintain a night watch due to our encounter with the bebilith.
There is a minor matter of concern. I have been carrying a small broken toy in my bag with the intent of mending it during a dull or peaceful period. As it has rarely been dull or peaceful, the toy was neglected. However, during the latest inventory check I found it to have been restored by means and persons unknown. Reason suggests it was one of my travelling companions, however, previous experiences indicate that they are neither as knowledgeable about woodworking as I am, or the sort of persons who would dig through the inventory of comrades without permission. All equipment is in nominal shape and without the taint of villainry. No lapse of memory experienced. It is a mystery.
Conclusions: We are notably unprepared for battles in the Plane of the Seer Aboleth, and may have a campaign ahead of us in said demiplane. We may have also led a vile creature to a new hunting ground.
Operations in the Plane of the Seer Aboleth have not gone well. Ken and Dantroe have fallen in combat with a fearsome green dragon. Due to Dantroe's beliefs, we will not be reactivating him. Ragnarr gave his components a sincere and moving eulogy, although we were unable to recover them. Before the battle, Ken had expressed the desire for reactivation. Ken was responsible for the slaying of the fiendish dragon that slew Dantroe, and pushed himself to the very limits of his abilities to do so. He was slain after the battle by the debris of the fallen corpse of the fiendish dragon. Azan in particular was very fortunate to survive the impact of the dragon corpse, which covered the area in draconic fluids and organic components.
Before the dragon was defeated, it had claimed allegiance with an ally of dubious morality known by the others as Mellrik. The dragon claimed that the seer aboleth has merged with the demiplane itself, rendering it immune to conventional weaponry. It also claimed that there are invading forces from the Lower Planes to contend with, as the demiplane serves as a transplanar access point to Prime Material Subplane 3. Assuming all of this is true, our best option is to sever the connection between the Plane of the Seer Aboleth and Prime Material Subplane 3, leaving the demiplane to drift in the Astral Plane. This can be done at a serious of junction points across the Plane of the Seer Aboleth, however, these are likely to be heavily guarded as neither of the opposing forces wish to disrupt access to Prime Material Subplane 3.
All things considered, another regrouping was required. This time we retreated to Prime Material Subplane 3, to the Land of the Five Rivers. Upon our return,
There is a minor matter of concern. I have been carrying a small broken toy in my bag with the intent of mending it during a dull or peaceful period. As it has rarely been dull or peaceful, the toy was neglected. However, during the latest inventory check I found it to have been restored by means and persons unknown. Reason suggests it was one of my travelling companions, however, previous experiences indicate that they are neither as knowledgeable about woodworking as I am, or the sort of persons who would dig through the inventory of comrades without permission. All equipment is in nominal shape and without the taint of villainry. No lapse of memory experienced. It is a mystery.
Conclusions: We are notably unprepared for battles in the Plane of the Seer Aboleth, and may have a campaign ahead of us in said demiplane. We may have also led a vile creature to a new hunting ground.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Rock, Paper, o wait falling dragon beats wizzard
We just finished a fight with a green dragon. The dragon claimed to be allies with a ranger that people in the group knew. Which is why we talked with it for a while, but things seemed not right and I think the death of Dantroe was to hard for us to allow to drop. So we continued to fight the dragon. Thankfully Ken had some very useful spells that made victory possible. We able to defeat the dragon but we loss two comrade. As sad before xxx died early, he was turn into to a dragon and the green dragon killed him. Ken also died. As the dragon was trying to escape, Ken killed it with a magic missal. The problem was the dragon fell from the sky and landed on a few of us. I was able to pull though Ken was not. Well Ragnar is going to raise Ken next, but we will not be raising Dantroe. He did not wish to be brought back.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Eulogy for Dantroe
To be honest, I can't say we ever really knew the lad. I mean, who can ever really know another person and all that rubbish, but I think that was even more true for Dantroe.
He was a quiet lad, and I say that to his credit. He let his actions speak for him, and whether those actions were good or bad, they spoke loudly.
He was a brave lad, even if he didn't always have the best sense of strategy. Always in front, he was, the first to charge the enemy and the last to give up. I guess, really, that if I were to guess how he'd die, this was it.
You fought bravely, lad, right up to the end. Against a foe a damn sight bigger than you, with a hell of a lot more time to get used to being a dragon, you fought like the mad bastard you were.
But now you're fight is over. And though most of us here follow Pelor, there's not one of us that doesn't believe you've made it to Moradin's halls. And that, in those halls, you're drinking all the finest Dwarven ale with the randiest Dwarven women you ever denied yourself in life.
And I hope you know that your sacrifice brought us victory, and when we're out of here, we'll raise a glass in your honor.
Good luck to you, lad, and may Moradin watch over your soul's journey. Rest well, and know that your part in this is done, and done well.
He was a quiet lad, and I say that to his credit. He let his actions speak for him, and whether those actions were good or bad, they spoke loudly.
He was a brave lad, even if he didn't always have the best sense of strategy. Always in front, he was, the first to charge the enemy and the last to give up. I guess, really, that if I were to guess how he'd die, this was it.
You fought bravely, lad, right up to the end. Against a foe a damn sight bigger than you, with a hell of a lot more time to get used to being a dragon, you fought like the mad bastard you were.
But now you're fight is over. And though most of us here follow Pelor, there's not one of us that doesn't believe you've made it to Moradin's halls. And that, in those halls, you're drinking all the finest Dwarven ale with the randiest Dwarven women you ever denied yourself in life.
And I hope you know that your sacrifice brought us victory, and when we're out of here, we'll raise a glass in your honor.
Good luck to you, lad, and may Moradin watch over your soul's journey. Rest well, and know that your part in this is done, and done well.
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