Wednesday, July 15, 2009

On the trail of the Heroes...

The kruthik came out of the ground and attacked the group of villagers from the back. Luckily, the heroes were all there and Aishar was ready for it. What he was not ready for was the Direguard Deathbringer, a vile undead creature whose sole purpose is to kill. The undead seemed to be giving orders to the insects who attacked ferociously. The battle seemed hopeless when 2 more kruthicks appeared close to the villagers, charging them, trying to bring the bodies back. Acane and Fylikiel combined their efforts to protect the villagers, then turned their focus on the remaining threat: The Direguard. Joe Brandis seemed to shake out of his letargy when he saw his brother fighting valiantly, and he was able to handle 2 of the kruthiks on his own! Victorious, and with very little casualities, they decided to rest.

During that night, Fylikiel and Acane went scouting the coast and located an entrance on the side of a cliff, which could have been used by the Kruthiks.

The following day, they made it to the lighthouse, where they were welcomed by the priestesses and the few remaining guards. Turns out lizardfolks had been attacking them. They were glad to see the fishermen alive, and started working with them to feed everybody. Auburn charged his brother with the task of leading those men, a task Joe accepted as a challenge. Maybe was he still good for something after all.

After a night of rest, on the darkest Midsummer day the Realms have seen in years, our Heroes set forth to the cave entrance they had spotted next to the ambush. Crawling in the narrow tunnel, they descended into a larger passage, deep in the cliff, covered with slimy fungi and puddles of water darkened by the chalky black rocks of the cliff.

Thus starts their hunt for the Kruthik hive. What are they to encounter in the depth of the sword coast, they do not know, for none of them has ever explored the depths of their world...

Thursday, July 2, 2009

The Book of Uld

For another night of Watch, Fylikiel looks around him carefully, making sure his companions are asleep and that everything is quiet... then he recites a simple enchantment producing a dim light, illuminating the cover of a leather bound tome. A tome he had in his possession for a very long time.

One of two tomes he has never been able to read. Ever.

The frustration bordering on madness forces him to open it, scrutinize it, analyze it every time he could. The only thing fascinating him more than dark secrets and ancient lores was Magic itself.

But now with the use of newly acquired dweomers, he hoped he could decipher the unintelligible texts of the grimoire. As he finished reciting the last words of his ritual, he set back his eyes on the cover, and for the first time, the glyphs formed words that his mind could interpret...

The Book of Uld, by Yogg'Sar
This grimoire has seen many millennia, yet remains almost unaltered by the ravages of time. The time of writing is thus very hard to determine, but whoever has set eyes on its ancient pages and were able to understand the cryptic words understood that the events detailed in these pages date from an age past, not too far from the Sundering. This book is written almost like a journal, detailing events witnessed or known by Yogg'Sar. Wars, creations, cataclyms and betrayals, little escaped the eye of Yogg'Sar of Uld.