Chronicles of Marhalla

Things The Sentinels Need to Fucking do
Seriously guys, Fuck
  • Something something Morningstar Jewel

    • Found 1/4 Knights of Tempus
  • Find Jiro's parents. DONE
  • Go save Balgus/Go to Hell. HSAHAHAHAHAHAAHH WE FUCKIN DID IT
  • Go to Rax and Find Mordrid. WE ARE IN RAX AND SHIT IT GETTING RAW. FUCKING DONE MAN, SHIT GOT REAL
  • Restore Gawain's Memory DONE?
  • Find Gawain's Father DONE
  • Find Scarloc's Fiance.  UH?
  • Get a Keep.
  • Find Lucius's Dad
  • Save the Fucking World
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Ranger Record's 12
The Undead Siege

We then stepped into what I thought was Dayhill. I was however greeted not with the familiar smell of Dayhill, but rather of the forest. It did not take long to figure out that we were three days ride from Dayhill. I was determined to come to the aid of not only Dayhill but of Matrena. I lost a beloved once, never again. We decided to press forward towards the town, with me in the lead. I stopped a nearby patrol of guards, and asked about any information about the area. The only thing we were told was that a large amount of Dorwain solders were moving towards Dayhill. This was bad news, if the military decided to send troops, things must be dire. With my motivation reinvigorated we pressed forward. It was the next day that we learned the truth. We encountered a band leaving Dayhill, which was lead by Tennoculus. We pulled him aside to inquire what had happened. Turns out an army of undead had begun to lay siege to the town. My heart dropped fearing the worst for Matrena. It was then that I saw the filth of Samson Smallwood. He had fled the town while others stayed behind and defend his some called home. He was no noble and deserved the justice i dispatched to his face. It was worth it, and damn the consequences. We decided to press onward promising to defend the town or die trying. When we awoke on the third day I could tell that something had changed. The atmosphere of the forest had changed. The feeling I could describe it as, it was the same feeling I had while training to become a Nature Warden. It was as if the forest itself was alive. I took a minute to affirm my connection to both nature and Galahad. We decided to press on. It was about ten minutes later when Scarloc alerted us that something had been following us. Turns out this something was a Wolf the size of a mountain. The sheer gaze of such a proud and majestic creature brought everyone but me and Scarloc to their knees. After trying to communicate with it it left after I told it, that we meant this forest no harm. The only thing I could think that it was, is a Deity of the forest. Or some kind of protector. Once we left, we continued for another hour to find that the lands had become corrupted, the land itself was dying. This was offense to my Druid nature, and I made a vow to return these lands to the way they were. Scarloc once again alerted to us that this giant wolf was in fact following us. I walked up to it and declared that I would restore these lands. It was then that the creature bent down and offered us to climb on. It's fur was so soft, it felt like what I would imagine clouds t be like. The Great Wolf took a seven hour long journey and turned it into a thirty minute journey. It let us off at the edge of Dayhill, then as wordlessly as it appeared it once again left. It was here that we saw the damage. The outer district of Dayhill had been destroyed. My heart plummeted, how could anyone survive this? Then we spotted in the distance that the defenders were still fighting and the inner walls were still standing. If Matrena was still there she would be there. We decided to sneak past the undead milling about on the outside, and enter through a secret passage. However when we reached the river, we decided that it would be fastest if we ;et the river carry us to the drawbridge in center of town and then have Teto inform the people inside reinforcements were here. This plan went off without a hitch, and I got the first sight of an Ironclad. Massive figures that stood in complete Iron. With them we might be able to hold onto the city. As we entered my first priority was to find Matrena. Thankfully I saw her upon the ramparts. My first thought was how happy I was to see her face again. Even though we were apart for only a couple of weeks, it felt much longer then that. The next emotion was fear. Things were bad out there, hundreds of undead had us surrounded. However I would be damned if I was going to just lay down and die. I have been in a few sieges'. Time to use that experience to our benefit. We then walked into the Hand's headquarters, the building that I called home for a month, had changed so drastically. The cries of the wounded indicating that this was a triage center. I helped Balgus with the wounded. He jumped out of his skin when he saw us. Must of thought that it was over for them. It's good that he laughed, in a siege moral is just as important as weapons and soldiers. The one thing that surprised me was the fact that Folcey had stayed behind. She was no fighter, and could not defend herself, but she still remained behind to protect those civilians. For that she earned my respect. As the others begun to talk about the defense of the town I went out finished tending to the wounded and begun to get ready for the upcoming battle. I knew that the undead needed to be burned to stay dead, and I remembered a little trick I picked up at Aefrin Tower. By putting high concentration alcohol in a bottle with a rag, then lighting that rag on fire one could effectively make a fire bomb. Balgus had black liquor, knowing how strong the stuff is, I knew I could dilute it to make more bigger bombs. In the end I only managed to make two Fire barrels, hopefully two was all we would need. Lucius then came out and informed me, that I would command the archers. It's been so long since I last commanded men in the field. I even lost my Dragoon's am I even worthy to command them? It did not matter my experience made me the best fit, so I agreed. I then spent a couple minutes rallying the men, and telling them their target priority plus setting them up in positions. I then spent the rest of the time with Matrena. If I was to fall I wanted it to be fighting next to the one I love. I was just simply appreciating the time I had gotten with my comrades. If I were to die I hope the others would survive. Lucius, Scarloc, Jiro, Matrena, and Percival. They are my true family, and I would do whatever it took to make sure we all made it through this, or atleast they did. Then the corpses started moving, and I knew the time had come. The battle of Dayhill had commenced. As we archers rained down arrows upon the foe, Lucius plus Percival went onto the bridge with some town gaurd and the Iron clad. For awhile we begun to make a dent into their lines, Harvy, the new member showed off his contraption. With a loud boom, he shot a ghost and slew it in one blow. I need to get my hands on that the next chance I get, such a weapon can prove extremely effective. For awhile I though we were going to hold. Then the undead threw a curve ball. A lich was leading the undead, and decided to call for some help. A massive undead creature came out of nowhere, easily bigger then the giant we had killed in the cave. However we had the Iron Clad, and they were nearly as big as them. That was my mistake, this creature easily picked them up and chucked them into the river. If we lost the bridge we lost the front. I saw Lucius and Thoric fill the gap where an Iron Clad use to be. It was then when I saw the creature open his foul mouth and spewed forth a cursed acid. The poor Town's Guard melted upon contact, Luckily Thoric, Lucius, and Percival managed to stand up. I could tell however that Lucius was hurt. BAD. He needed to get out of there, but before I could call him back into the town, the lich shot somekind of magic which forced Lucius and Thoric off of the bridge. Did I just watch two of my friends perish? No they are strong, I must have faith that they will resurface until then I will continue targeting the bemoth. However by this time all the Iron Clad had been cast aside and only Percy stood on the bridge to face such a creature. Percy, was no fighter but had been hit by the creature's acid was clearly in pain. His sense of duty always was unshakable, a trait which admirable, gives me no end of worry for the man. It was then that the creature struck him with a fetid claw. I thought Percy fell, however he got back up. He ditched he shield and assumed a stance, which I remember clearly. It is a stance that I taught him, when I trained him to be a Ranger like me. Then in a flurry of motions he hamstringed the creature. He then looked up to me and said that his name was Percival. At long last my friend has come back to me, the irony was not lost that at one of our darkest hours such a joyous thing occurred for me. The joy was short lived, as the abomination swing a Percival flinging him into the water. The joy was replaced by panic, then a cool, calm angry. For such transgressions his creature will burn in eternity. Scarloc then mounted the creature trying to stab as he too was flung away. At this time I ordered Lucan to teleport all of the fighters that he could see outside into the keep. I ordered every soldier off the wall, I was prepared to detonate the explosive barrels, but I must buy time for the soldiers to get off the wall. This was also when Lucan teleported Balgus to the Lich. However after killing the Lich's horse, it opened a portal and sent Balgus what I assumed was far away. It was fine Balgus was alive just not in the fight. As Marney began to heal the injured, I felt a cold touch envelope me. As I looked out towards the forest I saw a black fog emanating out. This was unnatural. What followed after the fog however is what will truly scare me. Out of the fog emerged a massive figure, clad in all black armor, wielding a massive sword. He calmly walked towards the walls. Whatever, whoever this was, it was bad, something far beyond what we could fight and kill. I then ordered Lucius to use the horn. Lucan also saw this creature, and as soon as he did he fled. The coward, if such a powerful creature did emerge its best to fight it knowing your own death. As I joined the others at the battle line, the hulking abomination walked through the door I prepared to take my shot. Matrena, switched bows with me, since hers was imbued with fire. Knowing that Matrena was watching I focused as hard as I could aiming for my target. As soon as it walked in I released the arrow. It hit. After a few second I began to think I messed up the combination, and that's when a huge explosion occurred. The creature was engulfed in flames, and then thankfully it fell. Now only one Lich and one immeasurably powerful creature to go. However that is when I heard it. The horn, the note tore through the air. It was the sound of hope, then in the same direction as this Black knight, emerged the Giant Wolf that helped us earlier. However by the time it came to rest between us, and the Black Knight it had assumed the form of a humanoid. It turned out this lady was Tessera Therandwell. A Knight of Tempest. This Black Knight turned out to be Azoth. He was the servant of the God of Undeath. He seeked to punish those who would defile his masters shrine. Should of known better then to strike a deal with the literal God of betrayal. The Knight managed to convince him to leave us be, but not before vowing should we ever enter the shrine of the one he serves, we will die. He departed taking the Lich with him. Suddenly the Sun broke through the clouds and illuminated Dayhill. What was left, was dead bodies, broken wood, crumbled stone. Still somehow Dayhill stood. My first thought was Matrena, I ran and embraced her. The second thought was of Galahad, she may not of fraught much, but carried people to and fro to be where they needed. The third was my companions. they all made it!  however it appears that Percival only comes out when Percy is near death. The deaths of the men under men, however came back and I surveyed the damage. We had lost almost all the of towns guard, and only a handful of Dorwain Soldiers remained. However after looking I could not find Balgus. As it turns out, the Lich sent  Balgus to Hell. Literal Hell. It was then that we learned that both Thoric, and Balgus were the son's of the dwarf king. We all decided that we would go and save his hairy ass. The townsfolk begun to crowd around the Knight of Tempest. Taking this as my cue, I took Matrena by the hand, and lead her to the nearest house. The next morning I invited Matrena to go scouting around Dayhill with me, we rode on the back of Galahad we surveyed the land. For the most part the Knight of Tempest managed to restore the lands, but it would still take some time for it to fully heal. It was then that we met not only Valtyra but a company of Dorwain soldiers lead by Sir Bryant Septus. They had been dispatched to reinforce Dayhill. Knowing that Dayhill would be in good hands I felt safe to leave. I decided to go with both Lucius and Percy to Yampfield. I have a feeling that the psychic Vidora knew more then what she was letting on.  I also wanted to train under Hawk in how to handle and deal with poisons. Lucan agreed to send all of us through a portal directly there. So a I spent the last couple hours with my love. She also gave me a lock of hair to remember her by. Not knowing what this meant I discreetly asked Thoric, and to dwarves it a pretty big deal. With no dire business to attend to, I accompanied  Lucius and Percy, as we  went back to Lucan, and as soon as he opened the portal, we all stepped through to return to Yampfield.

Gawain Dragoon

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Ranger'Station Record 11
The Posion Lodge

Lucius' contact inside the city square, a father, something I can't remember some clergyman. Sent a letter that he saw a vision of the future. Apparently this vision showed King Aldwick being assassinatedone. He also gave Lucius aneeded idea on how to gain my Intel on this assassination. He had to go to the God of betrayl's shrine and seek guidance. We agreed to accompany him to this dread shrine. Once we left the main religious area the atmosphere changed, it went from happy and pious to cold and somber. We eventually made our wayou to this shrine. Upon entering I was greeted with a sense that I've grown aware to at this point. The sense of being watched. The sense that someone or something was always behind me. I got use to this feeling during my time in the beast Plains, and a border skirmisher. Lucius prayed to the God and he actually materialized right in front of us. He informed us that for information we had to remove two unwelcome guests in a different shrine. We went to this shrine and slew two ghosts, who tried to fear us, but the indomitable pose both Lucius and Percy struck invigorated all of us to fight fearlessly. Another note Galahad was unable to harm them. I must progress further in the drudic arts to properly be an good bonded companion to her. After we slew these damn undead, we returned, and we're informed that the plot would carry out tomorrow during the kings speech. We left and reported back in with Hawk we then went to bed, nervous for the next day. I was fine with saving the keen but I dislike having the nobility especially eyes on me. We awoke the next day and as we set off I was greeted with a familiar Dire Eagle. I was needed at the green watchers. I took Scarloc with me, as I needed a friend there if I was to meet my men again. Plus he had been there before. As we walked in, I thought I was prepared to meet my men. I was wrong. Upon seeing their smiling faces I nearly ran over to tell them the new stories I had gotten. I however reminded myself that they would not remember me. So I swallowed my sadness and greet my old comrades as strangers. What was strange a few members were missing, when I tried to find out where they were; I was informed that only two members were gone. Mordrid who Jiro scryed for me I learned was near the bandit capital Rax, and Bedivere. Her name brought back painful memories, and that bleek day raced across my mind. It seemed though that they either did want to share or did not know. Before we left they invited me to go on an expedition with them to prove my skills. I agreed, and was told that we would leave in a week's time. We then joined the others at the square. As we entered we saw that the entire noble class was here and the crowd was enormous. We did however spot a man with two axes who I sensed had posion on him. I told Lucius and Percy to restrain him while Scarloc Jiro and I looked for anything suspicious. We were too late however. A commotion in the front then running people informed us that we had failed. However I soon learned that it was not the king but Cain the court wizard had been poisoned.  We quickly escorted him to the temple for healing. We found a dart had poisoned him. I was unable to determine the posion however. We left and reported back to Hawk. He manged to identify the posion as the kiss of death. A very powerful and rare posion. It was then Teto flew in and informed us axe man was at the broken blade. Lucius also informed us that he knew the people who had done this. We then made our way to the Blade. Axe man was there as well as a women with red hair. I was not paying attention to the conversation more focused on getting ready for a fight. Eventually their leader came out, to me she was just another quarry for me to kill. However as we were leaving both Lucius and Scarloc left. As Jiro was walking out the door he realized too late that this whole thing was a setup. Axe man charged jiro as a fight started. Jiro summoned tentacles which entrapped the leader and the red haired maiden. This left me to pick them off. However to my dismay a fourth one popped out of the Shadow and hit me with a blow dart. I could feel the posion coursing through my veins, But angry surged through me. I would now allow the type of people I've hunted down and butchered for years best me. Percy and Jiro manged to kill Axe man however it was then that the cowards fled through a dimensional door. The rogue then ran out the back door. As we were getting ready to leave Dove appeared with the caltered rogue. We then transported her back to the Velvet Dagger to interrogate her. I came across three vials coated in posion as well as a pouch full of darts. Jiro and I came to the same conclusion posion her and force the information out. However not realizing the posion cod absorbed through the skin. As Jiro touched the dart he succumbed to the posion. As this happened I shoved the rogue to the ground to ensure she would try anything. However as I pinned her down Jiro with his last breath cast a snowball at her. I was sure that she was dead, he had crushed her sternum. She was tough however and hung on by a thread. I cast magic to stabilize her as Lucius healed her a little. Jiro was a fool. Never kill your prisoner while they as useful especially if they can save your life. Lucius and Percy took Jiro to the temple for healing. It was then me and Scarloc got to work. I would torture her as Scarloc would try to get information out of her. I had gotten use to the screams of people. My name on the border showed me that as evil as torture it is. That the information gained can save dozens even hundreds of lives. However realizing I could not continue without killing her we stepped out. In the span of the minute we left she escaped through a dimensional door. She did leaving a note saying which vial was an anditode.  And saying that the Posion Lodge would get revenge. We rushed to the temple and first gave the posion to Caein. Before I gave it to Jiro I made sure he actually wanted to live. He was a good friend but I would not tie him to this mortal realm if he did not want to. After that Hawk said our last trial was to find the leader of the Velvet Dagger. We split up and before going to sleep I checked in with our two paladins. They had witnessed the torture and I wanted to check in. Percy was disappointed in me. We were close friends once, but still it hurt. I almost told him that the Percival I knew had once tortured someone. He did however regret the action deeply. Lucius disapproved but understood why I did it. We then explained to Percy why we fought. We pulled out the sacred artifact to find the emerald was shining. We had apparently meet a knight of the tempest! We must find out who it was and meet them if we are to save this world. As we went to bed I found myself thinking about the women I tortured. I feel a small tinge of something. Shame? Regret? I do not know, but I must push these emotions aside. For my comrades I would do almost anything. And for those I loved I would do anything. The next day as we were eating Scarloc's fiance appeared. I was happy thinking Scarloc would get time with his beloved. However she instead gave us a grave warning.

Dayhill was in trouble. My thoughts raced back to Matrena. I'very lost too many people close to me. I refuse to lose another. Especially someone like Matrena. As we heeded to the Hands. We were stopped by Dove who was the Daggers Leader. We all joined. We also got brands on our arms to mark us belonging. I joined for more information on Mordrid I must find him no matter what. We then walked into the Hands and we're told that there was a magic circle leading to Dayhill. We all stepped in and next thing I knew we were in Dayhill. Time to figure how to save the town.

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Lucius' Log #11
Finishing the Kobolds

We took a moment to gather ourselves and figure out how we would progress. We pushed deeper into the cave and soon Scarloc stopped us as he had spotted one of the traps that they had setup. We stood there thinking of how we would figure out how to get passed it without triggering it when Scarloc saw that there was a line to manually trigger the trap. Gawain then found the tracks of the trapper Kobold that controlled the trap. The kobold attempted to shoot an arrow at Gawain, but their craftsmanship proved to be very poor as his bow string snapped as he tried to loose his arrow. Gawain tried to fire back, but the slippery kobold manage to dodge out of the way. I then rushed the kobold and wrestled it to the ground. We interrogated him and eventually worked out a way to have him let us pass the trap without any issues as long as we let him go. Jiro then proceeded to make us all invisible and we followed the kobold past the warrior kobolds on the other side of the trap. He took us to where there was an exit to the cave. He proceeded to exit the cave and we turned around to finish what we had started.

One of the mounted kobold seemed to have heard the sounds we made and headed over in our direction. We pressed up against the wall and when he was in range I struck out with my weapon. After I landed my initial blows to the basilisk that the kobold was mounted on me and Percy turned to deal with the other kobolds that were in the cave. Me and Percy continued to hold the line while Gawain, Scarloc, and Jiro dealt with the mounted kobold and the basilisk that he was riding. Percy and I slew two of the three warriors and the other fled. The other three managed to kill the basilisk and then the mounted kobold shortly after. We then took a moment to ourselves realizing the danger that lies ahead of us but went forward nonetheless. Jiro's familiar Teto went forward to scout what lied between us and our quarry. He spotted a pack of kobolds and another of the mounted kobold on the back of a basilisk. We decided that Jiro and Teto would blast the enemy with two fireballs and then the rest of us would follow up and clean up the rest. Teto after blasting his fireball was turned to stone again, but he had done his part by blasting apart their forces and we still had some kobold blood left so we could turn him back easy enough. I rushed forward and spotted the basilisk and his kobold rider, but in the gloom further back I spotted what appeared to be a kobold magic user. Believing in my comrades ability to take down the mounted kobold and his basilisk I decided to charge to kobold mage. I run up to him and swept him off his feet using the versatility of my halberd. On the ground I tied him up to be questioned after we defeated the mounted kobold. Shortly after tying him up the rest of the group took down the mounted kobold. We questioned the kobold about what lied ahead and he firmly believed that his 'god' would manage to defeat us. He didn't manage to cough up any information and wished to die by the hands of our quarry, but Scarloc and jiro didn't wish to give him that 'pleasure.'  Before I could protest Scarloc manage to slit his throat. Gawain started to protest and didn't believe that we had the ability to take down the target. Percy and I both tried to say that not only were we powerful enough, but it was our job to take down the beast before it could get any stronger. If it weren't us who would take the beast down who would do it? We managed to convince him to come along with us and we stepped into the beast's lair.

The Lair was putrid and smelled vile. Along the path there were several kobolds that had been turned to stone. It appeared that the beast had the same abilities as the basilisk, but was probably much stronger and would be tougher to take down. The dracolisk seemed to be aware of our presence as it spoke out as soon as we got into the cave. We continued forward and ahead of us I saw a pool of vile green liquid that was probably what the beast excreted in order to consume its prey. As I rounded the corner I came face to face with a massive beast that looked like the unholy combination of a dragon and a basilisk. I looked at it and it looked back at me with a hunger in its eyes. It attempted to stare deep past my eyes into my very being and turn me to stone. However my resolve was far too strong to be affected by such a paltry attempt and stopped the effects before they could do anything. It then spewed acid upon me, which although very painful couldn't stop me as I charged forward in attempt to bring down this monstrous creation. My first strike at the beast proved to be fruitless as his hid was too thick for me to penetrate with such a rushed strike. I would have to calm my emotions and strike with clarity in order to harm this creature. The others ran up and began striking it with their ranged weapons occasionally hitting chinks in the armor and harming the creature. I then attacked the beast with two strikes. In my anger and frustration with my first attempt, my halberd glanced off of the creatures scales to no effect. Realizing that brute strength alone would get me nowhere I took a second on my second attack to strike my halberd in a way that would most harm this creature, right in its eye. I brought my halberd back and took the spear portion of it and jammed it straight into the creatures eye. It pierced far into the creatures skull harming it dearly. My comrades continued to barrage the creature with a flurry of blows as the creature responded with another blast of acid coating everyone, except for Percy who was on the creature's flank, with a deluge of acid. I knew I couldn't take much more punishment, but neither could the creature. I struck out with a series of blows in desperation missing two of them in my rush to try and take down the beast. I managed to make one last chop at its neck slicing off its head almost entirely finally bringing the creature down. We stood there in awe of our accomplishment as well as harvesting many of the creatures scales and body parts. During the fight it apparently spoke out and asked why Gawain, who the creature claimed is the son of the former baron of Yampfield, was here. We were confused about the situation, but so was he. We were all very tired after the long battle against the kobolds and the dracolisk, however, and we all wished to return to the surface and get to Yampfield.

As we left, there were several kobolds outside as well as an angry Galahad attempting to bark at them, but seemed to have been silenced by some means. The kobolds then began to chant something that made it seemed as though they were woshipping us as gods. Then I realized the chant was not at all of us, but mainly directed at Gawain. I believe there to be some form of dragon lineage in his blood to make the kobolds worship them as they do. This combined with his resistance to the acid the was sprayed over us leads me to believe there is much more to Gawain than I first expected. We then made our way out of the cave above ground and started to make our way to Yampfield. I was filled with equal parts joy and dread to return to my hometown. I wished to see my friends from my youth again, but feared to see if they knew what had happened that night many years ago.

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Ranger Record's 10
The Fall of a Dragoon

Yampfield. I missed the familiar smell of it, of the baking bread, the smell of farmlands, the port. It smells like home. I've only been gone a month but it felt like so much longer, and the sight of the walls was a welcome one. We were let into the city easily enough, Lucius and I decided to go report this branch of the Hands, and collect our reward. Scarloc and Jiro went off and did they own thing, something about getting the black mark off of Scarloc. Most items sold by the Iron Consortium is protected from the common thief. When Lucius and I arrived at the Hand I was surprised to see it so small. They have a total of five members including the front desk/leader of the branch Mavin. They are a interesting group. However when I inquired about the Dragoons turns out Mavin had heard that they were being lead by someone else. This news shocked me, so I asked if Lucius and Percy would accompany me to the Green Watchers. Its where all the Rangers call home. When we entered I was greeted with the familiar sight of the watchers the fire burning, the smell of wilderness itself. In the center was a familiar sight. Sarconis, the leader of the Deepwood Rangers, and his dire eagle.  Sarconis was the liaison between the mercenary groups and the Yampfield militia he handed out the missions, as well as prepared the Deepwood excursions. He also never forgets a face. However when I greeted him he had no memory of me, This is terrifying, if Sarconis can't remember me, then odds are no one in the Dragoons can. It was also then that I decided to tell Percy his memories were most likely altered. I needed information so our next step was the Broken Blade. My go to tavern, there's almost always a bar fight going on. As soon as we walked in, I was welcomed with a bar fight. It was good to be home. I talked to the bar keep, a fat old lady by the name of Hildr. If you paid gold you could get info from her. I learned that the Dragoons was lead by Ector. This is bad, this means that the entire Dragoon's memories were altered, as well as any who had close ties with me; or my memories were the fake ones. We decided it would be best to go to Jiro's for the night to rest.  Turns out Jiro had found our contact with the Velvet Blade at the infamous brothel. In exchange for talking with the leader of this branch, Fox the guild master gave each of us a bit of information. Turns out the Dragoon's memories were altered, and that the best clue that I could gather is from the survivor of the group. There's only one person who was never accounted for after the ambush. Mordrid. If he is truly alive I must find him, it is my duty as his captain for failing him. We were then informed that there were poisonings going on throughout town. We agreed to help the Velvet Dagger find out the source of the Poison. We all went to bed after that, besides Jiro who went and had some fun with some hookers. The next day we went to the city square, I wanted to ask the court wizard a few questions. As we entered the Square, I was greeted by scores of nobility, it was a sight to behold. All these fat cats live a care free life as the people suffer. As we entered the palace we were greeted by the King Aldwicks youngest. Prince Vilkus. He guided us to Caein, the court Wizard. I asked him about memory altercation. Only two things could do it, a alter memory spell, which only affects the last couple minutes. the alternative if by a psychic changing their memories, which takes time. After that we all took our leave. Upon exiting we were greeted by the damn prince. Turns out he was eavesdropping. If we were in the palace I would of killed him for such an act. However he did point me in the direction of a local physic who might be able to help me.  Lucius Scarloc and Percy went to find a old friend of Lucius's who had been poisoned as Jiro agreed to come with. When we arrived at the psychic greeted us, upon entering I felt a presence in my mind, and she was reading my thoughts. Her name was Vidora. She said she would read my entire mind to find out if my memories had been altered. I was skeptical at letting a stranger into my deepest darkest memories, especially the one involving Matrena. However Jiro was here, and I have grown to trust the lad, and then I though of what I would do if it were the fellow Sentinals. So I agreed to let her into my mind. It was a feeling I would not wish upon my worst enemy, it felt like my consciousness was being smoothered. After what seemed like an eternity she pulled back. My memories were clean, and unaltered. This was good, which means that I just need to save the Dragoons. After that we meet back up with the others. We decided to gather info at tavern closer to the docks. There we learned that the common folk might be a distraction from the clergy, and that there might be someone to gain from the clergy being poisoned. Scarloc meet an old friend I believe, but he did not share what happened so I did not press. We decided to go to the Broken Blade, since its in the scum part of town, more unsavory people go there. After bribing Hildr for information. We learned that no one in the Western District had been poisoned, and that the Clergy supports King Aldwick's older son to succeed him. The most likely culprit is the young prince who we had meet. Which means that Vidora might be on his side. She knows all my secrets. I must take measures to prevent backlash against the Sentinels, and Matrena. We returned back to the brothel and reported back to Hawk. He guessed that whoever was behind the poisoning was onto the fact that the brothel also served as the front for the Velvet Dagger. It however had been a long and trying day, so we all decided to go to bed. I believe it is time that I share the whole truth with the group, they are my comrades in arms, and they have earned my respect. It is the least I could do to show my trust.

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Ranger Record's 9
Dragons

I awoke to find Matrena was no longer here. Saddened that I wouldn't get the chance to see her one more time, I was about to get up, when the men entered my room and informed me that I had slept in. After that we were on our way. I got to ride Galahad for the first time for a good distance. I am currently training her on how to bear a rider in combat. Along the way to Yampfield we meet a traveling Merchant, his name was Sam, he wares were expensive, and unknown to me Scarloc stole a potion which soon became a double-edged sword. We continued our journey. About two days away from Yampfield we found evidence that some creature was changing the land around us. It was no longer the forest I remember but a swamp. We went further in and eventually found signs of Kobold's. They worship dragons, or next best thing dragonkin as Gods. More concerning was the fact that there were also basilisk tracks, and only a strong Kobold could ride one. Before we could fall back, we set off a trap. Percy fell into a a cave system, and unable to get him out we all went down. We were immediately set upon by Kobold's. They had saboteurs, set of all unknown types of traps. After fighting through their home we captured one alive. He showed us how to go deeper into the cave. Again we were set upon by traps and numerous Kobold's. Then we found another trap, and knowing there must be a saboteur near by, looked for the creature. We found and and struck a deal. It would get us past the trap, and show us how to get deeper, in exchange we would not kill him. He upheld his end, so we let him go through the exit. Then we set ourselves to clearing out the rest. The kobold's riding the Basilisks were a breed different and posed a challenge. Luckily I got some of their blood, the only way to cure their petrification affect, and we saved Teto who had turned to stone. Twice. Eventually we found the lair of the creature, which had become to seem less like a dragon, and more like a giant basilisk.  Turns out I was semi right. The creature turned out to be a drasilisk, a hybrid of a dragon and a basilisk, and it could spew acid and turn you to stone. At one point it spewed acid all over us, but it, like so many times before then, just slide off my harmlessly. The creature looked…. Scared? Concerned? It even spoke ancient draconic, which it stated that I was the span of a Kronsieg.  Apparently his family line is immune to acid, which is handy. After a hard fight, we managed to kill the thing; and got some good items from it. However Jiro walked up to the creature and begun to ask it questions, I wanted to know what it knew about the Kronsieg line. Then Jiro asked it, if I could be trusted. Fair enough considering that I don't talk much, and have been pretty secretive, but still ballsy for asking a dead creature that, in front of the guy. As we were leaving the den, we were greeted by a host of kobold, and the old saboteur that we had let go. Beginning to doubt myself for being too soft and not killing them, they began to bow to us. Guess they viewed us as gods, since we killed theirs. Turns out they were worshipping just me for being the spawn of a Kronsieg. I need no mindless worshippers, and ignored them, as we left the cave. The surrounding lands were beginning to go from swamp back to the forest. I was extremely relived, if I don't protect this wilderness who will? We camped for the night, I told the group about Percy being Percival, and they agreed to help me. Maybe it time I fully trust them? They have shed blood with me, and saved my life. They are my comrades in arms, I will try to open up to them.

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Ranger Record's 8
Farewells

After finishing my druid training I went and found the others. We went to Thoric and he gave us words of wisdom. He believed that we had finally outgrown Dayhill. He gave a mission, to travel to Yampfield and help that branch of the Hands grow and expend. One way to do this was in the form a mission. We had to go investigate the possible sightings of a dragon in the area around Yampfield. We even got a bonus if we found the creature and killed it. However we decided that we would leave in two days times. The first day I went about getting chores done, got some food for the road for me and Galahad. Then Lucuis came into the Hands and I was shocked by what I saw. Behind Lucuis was Percival, my second in command of the Dragoons. However he had to memory of me, and when I tried to figure out if he was bluffing he had no memory of me; this does bod well for my men. I need to return to Yampfield and find the rest of them. The next day I wanted to say goodbye to Matrena, but she was nowhere to be found, so I just went with the others for a day to relax. Balgus though invited us to have dinner, so after a calm day we went to the inn. What a surprise!!! Turns out the friends we had made in Dayhill had come for a farewell party! The Kneecappers where there as especially the beautiful Matrena who was enthralling the people with a song! Thankfully I got some alone time with her, after some words of self doubt, she informed me that I must return back alive. After a passionate kiss, I had to show my comrades who was the tough guy of the group, took a shot of the black liquor, and remained semi standing. Matrena then helped walk back to my room. Then she decided to spend the night with me, it was a night of passion and love, and not one I will forget for a long time. It would be the last good night for a awhile as it turns out.

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Lucius' Log #10
The journey to Yampfield

We began our journey to Yampfield the day after a night of heary drinking and merriment. I was fairly hung-over, but we must press on as there was a contract we had to complete. There was the possibility of a dragon in the area that we had to confirm the existence of and, if possible, slay the beast. On the road we were encountered by a traveling salesman with the last name Shorthalt. He was selling all sorts of potions and trinkets, however I had recently spent the majority of my money on a belt of giant's strength, and I didn't earn too much money from working for Argon. None of us made any purchases, but Jiro asked for the halfling to hold onto a trinket that could allow for him to put his horse into the trinket to easily carry it. We continued on our way and finally made it to Wyham. Jiro and Gawain didn't want to leave their animals and the Inn didn't want to have them in the establishment, understandably so, so we went further along the path and slept at the edge of the forest.

We finally managed to make it close to the area that we were told the dragon might be and decided to head east. The area was fetid and being converted into a swamp possibly from the presence of the dragon. Gawain seemed confident he knew where to head to find it and we ended up collapsing into a cave. Gawain told us he saw several kobold and basilisk tracks around the area before the cave. We began to move through the cave, as it was probably where the dragon resided, and we encountered a group of kobolds. Both Percy and Jiro cast fireballs and pretty much took out the entire group of kobolds leaving Gawain, Scarloc, and I to clean up the remaining kobolds. We managed to capture one of the kobolds and interrogate him to tell us if he knew where the dragon is. He told us they didn't refer to it as a dragon, but as the —. He led us in the direction of the presumed dragon and we tied up the kobold to one of the stalagmites. As we pressed on through the tunnel Scarloc managed to spot a trap and continued forward the opposite direction of the tracks. Behind the pillar was a kobold that attempted to assassinate him, but failed miserably. We managed to take him out, but Scarloc ended up tripping the trap and fell in. We managed to extract him from the pit right before a patrol of kobolds hit us. After some initial difficulty we managed to slay the kobolds with only one of them escaping. We still have yet to fight the basilisks and the dragon, but I know we are up to the task.

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Lucius' Log #9
Before our journey to Yampfield

We had but a few days remaining before our trip to Yampfield after I returned from the trip with Arcus. I didn't have very many pressing matter to attend to in the city so I simply decided to make some extra money by helping out Argon in the forge. It was quite a sight watching Argon do his work. He could merely mold metal as one would mold pottery. His titan strength and natural fire would allow him to heat the metal and bend it into the form that he desired. I was relegated to menial task finishing off the weapons such as sharpening and quenching, but this did allow Argon to do what he did best instead of having to stop to do what he asked me to do. After only a couple of days Gawain too returned to Dayhill and at this point Galahad was a massive beast, so big in fact that he was able to ride her. We then discussed our plans to head to head to Dayhill as it seemed that everyone was in agreement. We told Balgus about our plans and oddly enough there was a quest to try to complete around the area of Yampfield that we could complete. The plans were made and we decided to set off within the next two days.

During this time Gawain came and talked to me and revealed that Percy had been a member of his dragoons, but he had no memory of that period at all. He told me that he looked the same and even had the same scars he had during his time as a dragoon. This put me in a strange place as I didn't want to take someone else's member away from them. The only good thing about the situation is that now Gawain at least knows the location of at least one of his dragoons. Gawain fears that the rest of his dragoons has suffered the same fate as Percy in that their memories probably have been removed in some way. That should definitely be oen of the many things we try to accomplish after arriving at Yampfield.

Two nights before leaving for Yampfield I was awoken by Jiro and we entered his room, or Scarloc's I can't remember as I was awoken in the middle of the night. In there was a cloaked woman who called herself fox. Her request was that we would help expand her operations in Yampfield as the clergy had done a fairly good job clamping down on these actions. I was entirely against these actions as was Gawain, but Scarloc wished to helped as he believed he could learn a great many things from her or her organization. It wasn't until Fox told us she knew a great many things. She claimed she Knew what Antonius was up to. I stood dumbfounded for a second because I believed him to be dead. I didn't believe her words, but I was curious as to what she was talking about. I agreed to help her out for this one task as Scarloc desired this and she claimed to know the location of Gawain's Dragoons. We all agreed to accomplish this one task for her. She thanked us and then left through the shadows, but not before saying the "Caelina would be proud," as well as acknowledging she knew some of the things that I have done in my past. I had spent the last few years trying to atone for my actions and control myself to prevent anything like that from happening again. Her knowledge of these events unsettled me greatly as it showed just how far her influence reached.

On the last night before we left Dayhill we went to Balgus' tavern as we usually do and to our surprise all of the friends that we had made had gathered there. We had a merry old time and talked and drank and ate. Later on through the night, after I probably had entirely too many drinks, Percy joined us and I shouted out that he needed to catch up in how much the rest of us had drank. Paraxio dropped in some black liquid into an ale. After he drank it he almost instantly was knocked out. I thought to myself I can handle it much better than Percy and requested the same drink. Past that point I have no recollection of what happened during the night. The next morning I had a right terrible headache, but nonetheless we had a journey ahead of us that we must begin.

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Scarloc's Secrets #1
Initiation into the Hands...

It had been a few months since the slaughter of my tribe. I have been following leads on who or what had committed these atrocities. Revoking my pledge of killing my body count skyrocketed. I always thought to myself if my family knew of what I had done, I would for sure have been exiled. Though Exiled of what? A tribe no longer alive? Family I could no longer return to? and fiance I never had a chance to start my life with? These questions I asked myself were the exact reason for revoking my pledge. I no longer was a petty thief stealing from the rich I am now a murderer, hell-bent on revenge using and killing anyone or anything that gets in my way.  Upon coming across some information in Dayhill about a group of dark elves who had done some killing just north in the forest, I had also heard about a mercenary group taking up a contract to slay them. I never joined… at first, but i tried to track them down following them for a day or so I ended up losing them. While trying to find the trail I had lost I heard swords clanking together , loud shouts, and yells even some roars. I went to investigate and ended up getting myself caught up. Not usually my thing but I must of been angry or was it bloodthirsty? All the killing is driving me down a path I never intended to go down but alas it seems I have been delving deeper and deeper into territory that I should have never have gone to. (Killing hasn’t been bothering me lately but I hope I do not get so accustomed to it that I enjoy it.) I managed to kill an Orc and climb a tree to disappear from sight but they had a troll and i was not used to these trees.  They were nothing like the ones back home, not easy to climb. I ended up losing my footing and when I fell The troll grabbed me and I was getting hurt pretty bad, to no avail of escaping I was reaching the point of unconsciousness. Thoughts went through my head “ was this it? Was my tribe ever going to be avenged? “ As I was about to black out I notice a short man with two axes slaying the giant as everything goes black. I woke up in a building of some sort and inn maybe? I saw the short man , but looking at him I could tell it was Dwarf, no man would dare take a troll on his own. There was a man with a weapon that looked like it could be used anything, very versatile. There was another man had the look of jester of maybe someone who looks full of himself. I don't like his face ,something about it seemed…unnatural. A hooded figure ended up walking in, I was thinking what was with the secrecy but considering myself and my masks I shouldn't judge He may just be another one I kill as well as the other three that are here. This one seemed familia , his body make seemed familiar… Yet different. He came in looking for work and we were told about the dark elves. My eyes widened but I quickly kept my cool before anyone could notice. We ended up leaving the next day on a mission. Has my time for revenge finally arrived? Can I finally please my tribe for for their destruction? What will I do when it’s over…? Which brings me back to the same thoughts. Where will I go with no Tribe? Who will I associate with, with no Family? What family can I start with no fiance? …Where will I go?

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