Earthdawn - Who Really Kaers?

Back out of the saddle again.
I don't like riding anyway....

With trepidation, after a day of rest, we entered the Blood Wood. The corruption of the elves here manifests in the wood around them. Their desicration of themselves and their connection to the earth is horrifying and I tolerate it only for this quest. I do not like it here.

We quickly met a patrol of Blood elves but after dropping the name Jakaras and showing them the staff, they opened a straight path for us to the palace. The palace was grand and nestled high in the trees. We were met by one of the wards of the elves. He seemed impatient and not happy to see us. But again the name dropping worked and he escorted us into the palace to a grand room to wait. Though he questioned us, I remained aloof, not fully trusting any Blood elf.

Finally Jakaras entered and dismissed the other ward. He did not seem happy but complied. We presented the chest which Jakaras opened with a spell. Inside we saw a flower in a crystal case. The petals turned from black to crimson when the chest was opened. Jakaras seemed quite happy to have this flower but he had not yet collected our payment. I was content to wait until he could but he asked for our help with a caravan of slavers that had taken some Blood elves. This displeased me. I must admit I was conflicted because I do not like the Blood elves but I’m sure these slavers had other innocent Name-givers and those must be saved.

So were led out of the palace and out of the wood. It felt good to be among untainted nature again. Korose went hunting and caught some game that we ate and then Gerneck made a bone circle to mark the spot where we needed to enter the blood wood again. As he finished, I spotted a caravan coming along a road we had not seen. I could tell there were quite a few people outside of the three wagons and I alerted the group.

Because this could be the slavers and we were sorely out-numbered, I suggested we all hide along the road and have Eramos greet them to stop the caravan and give us the element of surprise. But as they came closer, we could discern the large amount of trolls with the caravan. They were indeed the slavers but we would lose as they were all mounted. We let them pass and then retrieved our mounts and followed them.

The turned off the road eventually and into a sister wood to the Blood wood. Shortly after entering, we were accosted by two Blood elves. They seemed oblivious to the caravan but once again, our staff allowed us passage. But soon, a thick mist engulfed us and we could not see our hands in front of our faces. Then coldness, as if a horror was near. I increased my grip on my crossbow and put one hand on my sword. Finally we emerged into a clearing.

Before us rose a Kaer that looked formidable but had been partially destroyed. A small village lay next to it and waiting for us were all thirty slavers. Korose took off running his tundramount through the group trampling some. I was quickly surrounded by trolls and managed to parry the first couple of strikes but another troll came at me from the side and I couldn’t move fast enough. His blow knocked me off balance slicing me badly and I fell from my mount. My tundramount ran off, and I got back to my feet. I turned and ran into the mist as fast as I could. I knew I was badly wounded and I was no use to my companions in my wounded state.

I ran hard and fast appearing suddenly on the otherside of the clearing between the kaer and the village! How did I get here? I ran straight into the mist. I saw Korose sitting atop his mount not far from me. He was close to the wagons that had the slaves. I saw a group of orcs and humans to my left a ways off. I may not be much use to my companions but I should be able to free some of these slaves.

Side note : As an obsidiman, shouldn’t I have had a calming effect on all of those trolls? Just a thought. I should have thought it on Saturday.

A Vision of Magic
From the legends of Gerneck

With the events of the past couple of days behind us and the Blood Wood coming into view we camped for the rest of the day before journeying into that dreaded Wood. My mind loves to investigate the oddities of the world and this one was no different. The fact that this wood changed in the presence of the Horrors intrigued me. What mysteries could I learn of the Horrors. What could the Blood Elves tell me of their change that might help us in the fight against the Horrors. My mind was racing at the prospect.

I looked around at my companions to see what their reactions were to being this close to such a place. It looked as if Cortex had curled up into a ball and sat on the ground like a boulder muttering about the Blood Wood. Eramos was off to one side waving his sword about looking as if he was practicing a tale of some untold lies. Korose was sharpening his axe.

Benoni was wandering around the outside of camp deep in thought, probably thinking of his mother. Maybe I should try and tell him of the journey that the soul makes after death. Death is an integral part of life that most Namegivers don’t realize. So much energy is lost in remembering the past and in the regrets that it brings up. But look at me, I tell myself the same things after my Gahad clams down. But at least when I’m in a Gahad I use my energy for something worthwhile.

As I sat contemplating the strangeness of my companions actions I felt the breath of a Passion draw close. As soon as I realized it I focused on what was being said and what emotions were coming through to me. When I fully caught the breath I was caught up in a vision, a vision of Magic. I could feel the presence of Floranuus and a night of Revelry in the Magic that was cast. I tried to see the threads that were used but they were like none I had ever seen. I saw great lands of different kinds and many different creatures that fought back and forth. I was taken away in a vision of grandeur but was rudely taken back to our land and our time near the Blood Wood by a sound I had never heard.

I looked up and saw that Korose had heard the same noise I saw a few mounds over a hoard of cretures charging towards us. I pointed at them and Korose saw them coming. Korose ran off to get ready to set against their charge and I looked around at our group. The rest of the group continued as they were but all looking a little tired. I ran after Korose with my spells in hand. The actions and words for Ethereal Darkness and Fog Ghost were on tips of my fingers and the tip of my mouth. I ran over a small ridge and saw Korose getting ready in front of hundreds of small creatures. I ran down to help him out and to cover his back. The hoard surrounded us and I was about to let loose my spells when a much bigger version of the creatures in front of us rose up a few hill sides away. It roared something in a language that I didn’t understand. The hoard in front of us stopped short and after a brief moment turned around and sulked off back where they came from. It looked as if the creatures were sulking a little on their way back. Korose ran after some of them but tripped and fell a few times. He got to the top of the hillside and started to cry out “Come Back”. I looked at Korose and saw a similar look of sulking as I saw on the creatures. After a few minutes we went back and rejoined the group.

We were all ready for an adventure but it will have to wait for another day. We rejoined the group and continued our waiting. I tried to catch the breath of Floranuus again but it was gone. Maybe another time I can get caught up in the vision of Magic I was shown earlier.

Editors Note’s: This post is not found in the official log of Gerneck but is told in taverns as an unwritten legend. If it is true or not, we may never know.

Missed Opportunity

Missed Opportunity
Having arrived at the edge of the Blood Wood Forest we set up a small camp waiting for our contacts to arrive. After verifying that I didn’t need to sharpen my axe again, I made another circuit around our camp pausing and listening for any sign of danger. After what seemed like two weeks Cortex hadn’t moved for the whole time we have been here resembling the boulder he really was. Benoni was in a fog of self morning or pity or other inner turmoil consuming all his attention. Eramos told every story I think he has ever heard to Cortex and Benoni who I don’t think either one heard a word of it. Eramos didn’t seem to mind though he laughed, swore, and even dropped a tear at just the right moment of each story.
Gerneck and I were going out of our minds with boredom and this incessant high pitched voice in our ears that we had moved out of camp to keep watch from a small rise. I was about ready to kill myself when Gerneck pointed off in the far distance. Three Hills away there was a mass of creatures coming toward us I almost cried from the relief of something to do. I immediately decided not to tell the others, not that any of them were listening, I wanted as many of them for myself as I could get.
Gerneck began priming several spells while I activated my wood skin ability. I was so excited at the coming battle that I was almost dancing a jig.
When they were two hills away I recommended that after the beings surrounded us that we should stand back to back to give each other as much protection as we could. Gerneck agreed. We could almost make out individual creatures. As they topped the last hill between us I was ready for the shower of blood that I was about to receive. I could almost feel the resistance of the spine as my axe separates the head from it’s body. It seemed I could hear the crash of Axe cutting through armor and biting into flesh. The joyous sound of an arterial spurting it’s life blood returning it to the earth mother. The great number of beads I would get the opportunity to make would fill many days. Then as the horde of unidentifiable creatures reached the bottom of the valley and Gerneck prepared to loose a spell and I had my throwing knives in hand a Very large creature appeared on top of the second hill.
It raised it’s great head and Bellowed out in a voice that somehow we understood.
“My Rotten Minions Cease Your Playing! You Were Very Bad Minions and Now Must Be Grounded! Return To Your Lairs Or Suffer My Wrath!” The Queen Creature Said.
The horde stopped in mid run and with snouts drooping they turned and jogged back up the hill.
“NNNOOO!!!” I Screamed at the top of my lungs and started running down the hill. In my inconsolable state I fell several times and by the time I had reached the top of the first hill the horde was gone. If it wasn’t for the contract I had made I would have thrown my honor and reason for being away and tracked the horde back to their lair. It was the closest I have come to crying as I fell to my knees and begged with them “Come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back…”
At some point I realized that they weren’t coming back. I rose and slowly went back to camp. I sat on a boulder near the fire and stared into the flames as silent and unhearing as Benoni and Cortex. Cortex! I jumped off of him and sat on the ground ignoring Eramos and dreaming of the lost Glory and beads I could have had. It was a long sorrowful night. Gerneck tried to get me to eat and console me but I had no appetite and even sharpening my razor sharp axe tasted like hot coals in my mouth.
Perhaps tomorrow or in another couple of weeks the value of my existence might return. Perhaps…

Waylaid by my Brotheren

Life on the road is hard. I thought it would be fun at first but it has turned out to be very tedious. I was able to spend some time thinking about what I have learned but because of the way the horse moves I can’t really meditate on much. Half way on our trip to the Blood Wood we came across a simple village with a simple inn. But the inn was a better place then on the ground. We stabled our mounts and enjoyed an evening with the company of others. When I walked into the inn I saw a group of ork scorchers. I decided on talking with them most of the night. They had chosen their differently then mine at this moment in time but they were still orks. I asked them about the hunting and the layout of the guards. If they had information that would help us then I might as well talk to them about it.
I didn’t get much out of the evening but it was good to talk story with them. Our group retired for the evening in two different rooms. I had the impression that I should prepare for anything but the lure of the bed made me fall asleep before I was able to do anything. I was awoken with the sight of two orks close by me, one searching my pack and the other trying to attack me. I was surprised but was able to get into the action soon. As soon as I let off my spirit grip with my blood charm on the one attacking me the one searching my bags joined in on the fight. I saw two more ors in the room fighting Eramos and heard more coming from across the hall. I was no my own. I was able to get a few spells off but then I got hit hard and fell back onto my bed. I still cast spells while laying down, but the two of them were too much for me and I went unconscious.
I woke up after the battle by Eramos and looked around. It appears that there were eight orks in the attack, and all of them were dead. I wish were could have interrogated at least one of the orks but there was nothing I could do about that now. Now I know I should at least Pocket Guardian in a new place when we don’t have a guard. I don’t know what is in this chest but it appears someone wants it but doesn’t have the money to pay for good mercenaries.
We decided to stay a little extra and heal up a bit but we were soon on the road again off towards Blood Wood. I few days later we saw the remains of a caravan and decided to search it. There was one corpse that drew my attention so I decided to see what had happened to her. In my vision I was swept away into a cavernous area saw a small elf baby being tortured by other figures and eventually killed. I scream out “Benoni no!” and then I slowly die.
The group all asked me what happened so I told them but left out the fact that is was Benoni’s mother. When the others had moved away and I was alone with Benoni I told him the rest of the vision. Korose found a book under the woman and took it before I could get to it. I told him I would give him the value of the book and he gave it to me. I’ll have to take some time to look at the book and if it ordinary then I’ll give it to Benoni.
After burying the dead we continued our trip to the Blood Wood and we are just now approaching it.

Cortex makes a better Door
an account by Benoni

So we now find ourselves on the Edge of the Bloodwood, and I am not sure how I feel. I am numb, since we came upon the caravan a day ago, I have been numb. Was that woman really my birth Mother? I know that she was a traitor to our people but at the same time knowing that even as she died she never wanted harm to come to her baby, changes me.

I am grateful for Gerneck keeping this from the others, for I myself am not sure what to think or how to act. Maybe the book that was found under her body will give us clues as to why she was killed, if we ever can find someone to read it that we can trust. Why did I not pay more attention while growing up to learn to read Elf, instead of spending all my time shoot the apples in the orchards. As a fighter I know that wounds heal and scars fade, so surly these feeling will do the same.

Earlier in the week we stayed at an inn at a crossroads, at which we were attacked in the middle of the night. I am not sure why the Orcs thought that it was a good idea to rob us but they tried. I feel that if they were there to just kill us then surely both attackers on each of us would be going for the kill and save the pickings until later, but can you expect common since from a thief?

Of course you are an idiot if you think that you can sneak up on an Elf. I was easily awaken as they clamored in the room and quickly surprised them taking one down to the floor with a single attack, and yelled at the Troll to awake to Arms. As I turned my attention on the other assailant, I noticed the first thought to stand and try his luck once more. I thrust my sword through his middle killing him and knocked the other out. I then noticed that the Troll had heard my call to arms and was chasing one of the Orcs down the hall.

Hearing commotion from the next room I entered with swords at the ready, whoever wanted out would first have to face me. I got one good attack in before the Troll decided to push into the fight, I was doing fine. Trying to regain my footing I tried to avoid a deadly blow from one of the foes, when I slipped in the blood and lost my footing. Which allowed the blow to land true and it sank deep.

That was I could recall until a day later when I woke, we spent that day in the inn and left when I was well enough to ride.

The Fallen Logs - 7th Entry
The long road.

Traveling the same road for 18 days is so boring. Tree after tree after tree. To make things worse my companions were dismal. Korose spent the whole time grumbling about strategy or who knows what else. Gerneck, well Gerneck’s always been reclusive. Cotex has been doing some soul search as to what it means to be an obsidiman. I mean it was almost like Cortex wasn’t even there for the whole trip. Even Benoni was a little grimmer dwelling on thoughts of revenge and fingering those special arrows of his.

I suppose we had to make this trip though. We were able to find someone who would help us discover more about our items, but he required a task as payment. We had to travel too the blood wood and deliver a package to the elves there. He better own up, we have to make this trip again to get back!

The trip wasn’t entirely boring though. We came across an inn with an ugly troll matron. She was a stooge. I tried to start a bar fight to liven up the place and she threatened to break my legs. Only just to sit back and watch others start one five minutes later. How rude! With nothing better to do we went to bed.

That night some morons tried to jump us. I’m come on, like I would be surprised! This blood pebble armor paid off, not only do they look sweet, but I didn’t have to worry about donning armor since the pebbles are part of me now. And since I sleep in my cloak, all I had to do was grab my scimitar and I was ready to dance! Turns out the were 8 of them, four in each of our rooms. Guess they thought they could take us if they played double coverage. like they could even hit me. I danced, spun, flipped, and twirled around them all the while slashing away with sword and tongue. They got lucky a ckouple of times, but my blood pebbles took care of that. I caused more damage to myself by over taxing my abilities than they did to me. Unfortunalety benoni and gerneck weren’t so lucky. They both went down, while we cleaned up the rest. I cleaned out there pockets while Korose tended the wounded.

With that fun ended, we spent time recovering from our wounds, then slept in a little the next day. Then we were on our way again. Once again the road can get so boring. Fate was kind again, we saw some smoke above the tree line and rushed to investigate. It was another burned caravan. We search around but didn’t find anything at first. Gerneck did his dead spell thing while korose managed to find some book under a body. Gerneck said it was a woman who watched her child murdered by a monster before her eyes. Gerneck acted even stranger when he pulled benoni aside and whispered somtheing. Benoni acted shocked the immediately set about digging a grave and buried a body. Did he know the person or something? And why keep it from the rest of us?

With nothing left to do there, we pressed on and eventually found ourselves before the blood wood. Who knows what the wood will have in store for us…

Return to Excellence
Troll example

Return to Excellence
It took a couple days but we finally left on our contract. The first 7 days were uneventful I worry that I may have started to loose the edge. We passed several excellent places for ambush and we were always extra alert for those. We rode in a fashion that would reduce the advantages of an ambush. We divided into two groups one in the front and one in the back. There was some concern over the 27 yards we were separated by but I assured them we were well within a quick assist.
We finally came to a small town in the middle of no where. We stabled our mounts I had forgotten how expensive it was to stable such a large mount. Makes me wish I could have ridden a horse.
We each went to our own area’s in the tavern. Benoni lost some money at a gaming table, Gerneck went and discussed things with some orcs who suspiciously looked like orc scorchers. I was contemplating killing them when I noticed a few trolls at another table and I over heard that there were some in the bar looking for work. I took the one drink of watered down alcohol that I ever allowed myself and felt them out. They were interested in regaining honor with their clan and I suggested that by fighting with us they could regain their honor through our clan.
They accepted that they would go and check it out. I gave them my fathers name and told them to use my name. I will have my first two recruits once they reach my home.
We then went to bed Benoni and I shared a room and the others were in another room. Pretty nice place but the wake up service was excellent. I awoke to a shout from benoni I must have been more tired than I thought because there were two unintelligent beings next to my bed and one of them half heartedly had tried to stab me. Luckily for me he didn’t anticipate that I had worn my armor to bed. Those orc Scorchers had me a little on edge. I practically danced out of bed as I let my fighting skills take over it was like waking up from a great dream and finding out it isn’t a dream. The idiot who had tried to stab me now has a split personality. I then changed my focus to the one searching my stuff. I hit him once and he noticed that his other three companions were down so he screamed in some language and ran.
I chased after him and caught him half way down the hall, It was pretty. I returned to see how our companions were doing. I found benoni standing in the door way engaged in combat with two opponents. I tried to upset them by shoving benoni into one of them but his cloak got caught up with my axe and spoiled my attack on the one to the right. Unfortunately my attempt to help benoni caused him to be off balance and he received what I would even call a nice attack. He fell to the ground. I was of mixed feelings about this. I Hate to have a companion go down but I also loved the opportunity to kill a few more. So seizing the opportunity I quickly cut down the one directly in front of me and stepping around benoni I dispatched his man as well. Obviously the hit on benoni was just a lucky hit.
The last night bandit took a neat little cut from the wingling and fled as quickly as he could. I was able to catch him and gave the coward what he deserved, an axe in the back. At this the Inn’s owner stepped up because of the commotion and said, “because you killed these people in my inn you must clean it up.”
“What kind of security do you provide to your clients you should have broken a few more legs.”
“They rented a room, I don’t control any of my clients.” She said as she went back down stairs.
I returned upstairs to find that one of the guys benoni had dispatched wasn’t really dead. So I finished him off and then went into the other bed room. The wingling flew off of one of the dead and left the room. I went over to see what I could do for benoni and Gerneck. Gerneck was awake fairly quickly but was too weak to do much. He bound his wounds and then benoni’s. Their immediate needs taken care of I decided that I should search the dead for items of value and any clues they may have as to why they attacked us. They really were poor examples of bandits. I stripped the bodies of their weapons the only thing that they had of value.
Taking the bodies out of the tavern I dumped them in a refuse pile behind the inn. I then hauled buckets of water up and poored them over the blood till the the red was sufficiently dispersed through the floor boards or down the stairs. Returning to the rooms I noticed that the wingling was hovering around benoni’s feet fingering that little tooth pick he calls a sword. I gather Benoni up and place him in his bed. I relock our door and slide benoni’s bed in front of it. hoping the noise of someone opening the door would be enough to wake me. I then went to sleep myself.
I awoke to the sun hitting my face. I noticed that benoni was finally awake. I went down stairs to find that it was almost time for lunch. I gathered up some food for me and benoni and returned upstairs. After the meal benoni looked somewhat better. I found a place that would pay a moderate sum for the 8 swords.
So we set out again. Not wanting to tempt their hospitality any further. The wingling had searched the dead last night first and collected all their coins. So we each shared out the results of the battle but soon enough we were alone on the dusty trail.
Both Gerneck and Benoni healed up over the next few days as we continued our journey. If there had been more things to kill I would have considered it a very pleasant time, even with the wingling’s constant squeeking. Those two trolls did have a point about killing winglings.
We came upon another column of smoke which turned out to be four wagons burned down to ashes. I searched around the burn site in several growing circles and could find nothing out of the ordinary. It either wasn’t there or I missed it.
Gerneck experienced another death this time of a woman. She saw the same large monster then she saw her baby being taken, tortured and killed just before she herself suffocated. I searched some of the bodies and only found a book under the woman. Gerneck really wanted it so establishing that he would either give it back or pay me for it’s value I reluctantly gave it up. If not for the silver itself there could be some valuable information contained in the book, Like a location of treasure or opportunities to win in glorious battles. There could be anything in books.
I searched around the wagons one last time for tracks and still didn’t find anything. So we continued our journey.

Disgraceful Showing

Disgraceful entry
I would have enjoyed the trip on the flying ship if the wingling hadn’t been flying from every negative comment by every person in the tight hold. Telling each one how spacious the head room is in there. He just doesn’t even consider how tall I am in a human sized ship then he would break out in those little songs trying to cheer everyone up. Sometimes his voice sounds like a cat sitting on a fence when it is in heat, I would like to reach out wring it’s little neck, skin it, cook it and eat it. I would have stopped at the cook it and started at the skin it for the wingling if he had come close enough for me to catch him. Now that we are out of the ship and walking our way to Haven he is much more agreeable.
On the way to Haven we came across a village that was looking to hire some hero’s. I thought we fit the bill nicely even though the pay out wasn’t quite as good as I would have hoped. We accepted the contract to go and kill whatever was were plaguing them. I was able to track the monsters to a grouping of trees. I regret to say that we were dumb, especially since I knew better. My father would have taken the flat of his axe to my backside. Instead of doing some proper scouting we clumped up into a close easy target and almost ran into the tree’s looking for our death, and I would have deserved it.
I was immediately captured in a web shot out from a giant spider. I was totally unable to use my axe or throw the cask of oil that I had ready. The spider then attacked me and being restrained I was lucky to have not been knocked over or had my head bitten off. If I had been alone or even if Cortex had fallen to the same trap the results could have been very different. But he didn’t, he distracted the spider from continuing his attack on me, which probably saved my life, don’t tell Cortex he will never forget it. I tried three times to break free from the webbing. While Cortex killed the first spider and started on the second. Finally the webs seemed to dissolve and I was free. I was so full of anger at my self and at the spiders that I charged aggressively at the remaining spider and with one mighty swing finished off what Cortex had started. The others helped cortex a little too.
I will make two beads, the first from the leg of the exoskeleton of the spider I finished off and I will make note of the assistance from Cortex on the bead. Second I will take a piece that I can show that I would most likely have lost the battle except for my excellent companion, and the others, of course. I will tell how Cortex the rock man saved the battle while I could have been defeated with out him, as is our custom.
In our future encounters I will strive to be more careful in planning our battle strategies so we look less like a group of overconfident peasants.
We returned, received our reward and spent a day to allow me to heal up. We then went on to Haven which someone pointed out was a lot closer than they had told us. We contacted a magic user who would tell us all about our three items if we went and got something for him. It was a long way away. I bought some booster potions with letter of credit. I finished healing up and meditated on some talents and waited for the others to get ready.

Airships and spiders... oh my.

So here we were, at a crossroads. We could back track and try and find Leldrin or Argathiel or we could head off towards Haven and look for Benoni’s mother and the man who knows about items. We decided to go towards Haven and see what opportunities that can afford. We decided to fly by airship. It was an awe inspiring moment. I had seen the airship in the Kaer on occasion, but to be in the open air and to have the chance to ride in one was amazing. It wasn’t until after we got on and spent most of our time in cramped quarters that it really got miserable. It was fun to get on deck and walk around until the ship started to lose it’s magical properties. I don’t know what was going on but the airmen and the ship’s magician were running around frantically trying to fix the problem. THe only thing the captain could do was land and try and fix the ship on the ground. They made a peaceful landing and we were forced to exit the ship. Since it was dark we decided to make camp right next to the ship.

In the morning we asked the caption how far it was to Bartertown. He said that it was about a two and a half day journey to the town. The town of Tureem was on the way. He told us it would take some time to fix his ship so we decided to head out towards Tureem. We heard that it was the place where Benoni’s mother was last staying. When we arrived at the town, all of the inhabitants were relieved and looked as if they had been expecting us. We went to a tavern to rest, see what was going on and see if anyone knew about Benoni’s mom. I was intrigued with what was going on so I put Shadow’s Whisper into one of my spell matrices. I was able to overhear a group saying that they couldn’t believe that we had shown up and were so glad that we had. Just as I was abbot to inform my friends the mayor of the town came to us and welcomed us to town. He has glad that we had finally arrived and was wondering when we could be off to help him. We told him that we didn’t know what was going on and that we were just passing through. He told us of the town’s plight and that there were some monsters attacking the townsfolk. He offered us some money and a discount at the general store. We debated amongst ourselves and decided to accept his proposal.

There was time left in the day so we headed out. We tracked some big spider prints into a wooded area and tracked them into a corpse of trees with the remains Namegives and animals alike. We figured that this was the creates lair and continued on slowly. When we got close to the remains Korose got entangled in a frosty web substance and two giant spiders came out in front of us. The creatures were a weird mixture of spider and human. The body of the creature was of a spider but had the head of a human with blank black eyes. It seemed like the creatures had taken care of Korose and started to foxes on Cortex. Cortex was able to defend against whatever the spider things threw at him but the rest of us were able to charge forward and attack. Benoni rushed forward towards a spider and I followed up and attacked it with my Spirit Grip. I was able to make it go down. I could see Korose try to break out of his bonds but failed. The creatures were able to quickly respond and still tried to concentrate on Cortex. We kept up the attacks and were able to drive them back. One went down by the time Korose was able to escape his binds. We were able to make quick work of the let one before too much harm to us. We were able to recover some items from the remains of the Namegivers and I was able to recover some parts of the spiders to keep or sell, I haven’t decided yet. We returned to the town of Tureem and receive our reward. We stayed the night and then continued on our journey towards Bartertwon.

I thought it would still be about a two day journey to get there but to my surprise we arrived midday after we left Tureem. This seemed very odd to me. We asked about how far it was to Tureem and it was about a half day journey and then we asked how far it was to the mountains and it was about two and a half day journey. The timing seemed very odd to me and I’ll have to think more about it when I have some time.

We approached some people and asked how to get to Hiermon. We made his way to the shop and was greeted by a fine looking Ork woman. we asked to see Hiermon and I assured her that we meant no harm. She winked at him and in that moment I knew something passed between us. We were taken to see Hiermon and asked about the items we found. He said that he would examine them for us but that we needed to accomplish a task for him first. He asked us to travel to the Blood Wood and deliver a treasure to the bluff elves and return with a rare plant. Hiermon was the only man who could identify Benoni’s bow and his was his only price. We decided that we had no choice so we accepted. He gave us a store credit and allowed us to equip ourselves before we left. He would provide the mounts but it would still be an eighteen day journey one way. This was going to be a long trip. Too bad that Ork chick couldn’t come with us.

Some Needed Exercise
an account by Benoni

For being the unwilling son of a Trader, that weapon Smith sure knows his stuff. My swords have never been so balanced, which I noticed when I picked them up before meeting the others at the Airship.

The airship was not what I expected, for one thing it was packed to the brim, and the only place for some room was up on deck. I was just thinking that an airship was the way to travel, cutting Days sometimes even weeks off of any journey, when the ship started to shake. We were told that everything was fine, but I could tell that was a lie. Workers only move that fast when their lives depend on it.

The ship did land safely and we decided not to wait for it to be repaired, trusting to our own two feet, which has never failed me yet.

About ½ a days journey from the landing site we spotted a small town and decided to see what we could find out about the area. The town was the same one that I was told my Mother moved too, but when I asked about her, I found out that she had again moved on and that that Silver hair Devil was looking for her too, just days earlier. But I could not focus on that now, these villagers and bigger problems. Some creature from a nightmare was killing passersby and villages alike. They had sent for some adventures but they had not shown yet, and they had be expected days earlier. Well lucky for them I wanted to try my newly forged swords out on something and hearing that that traitor was trying to find my mother burned inside. I needed to have something to focus my rage and these Spider like creatures would be perfect.

Eager, we left the comfort of the villages inn and into the forest. With my War bow half drawn I prepared to shoot at anything that moved, but saw nothing until we came to a corpse of trees with the remains of beasts and namegivers.
Knowing that this must be the lair we proceeded slowly, but not enough, for Korose was surprised and was entangled in a barbed web of some kind. Knowing that a main warrior was temporary down, I quickly fired my bow and hit one of the creatures. Then wasting no time I bared my blades and entered into the melee. The newly forged blades were sharper and they found their target with ease. Taking the one Spider down I went to aid Cortex with the another monster and together we made short work of Nightmare.

After finding what we could, we took proof that the monsters had been dealt with back to town and received the reward that was offered. I would like to have told them to keep what they offered, but to tell the truth I feel that we are going to have some rough times ahead and would need supplies. So I made sure that I used the money and bought the need supplies from the local dealer.

The next day we went on to Haven, and found the one that could tell us about the items we found back in the vault of the traitors. He promised to help us but it would require a quest. But not any quest, one that would take us to the Blood Wood in the West. Were the once glorious Queen of the Elves lived, before the horror changed them to the Creatures they are now. I admit, this will not be easy for me. My adoptive parents used stories of these elves to frighten me of what would happen if I was not good.


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