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The Journal of Dagyr, chosen kin of Genty, of the Shell Tribe of the Great Walnut Forest

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Genty's Tree was a beautiful Walnut. There I lay her down for her last and best nap. In the pages of this book I will tell of my journey to finish Genty's last wish, that I would keep my nose to the wind, that I might never be alone, that I might have a nest of my own, a family.

Journal entry #1:

So we get to the cavern we hear about and hold up for some other adventurer going the same way. We follow him into the tomb. I sure hope we will have some answers to what happened with Ambria Vo'Nae. Turns out the only way in looks like a trap fall or stone slide. Nice, eh? No other way but down so we use some rope and get down their only to have the rope cut! thankfully we only had a little ways left to fall; right into a fight with some monsters. You guessed it, Skeletons. It was nice to see that 'happy place' look in Rowan's eyes.

We took care of the deadless bones with little trouble; even with the meathead and some halfling clinging to his leg. This guy's name is Tod. The little one is Chelsea. Something going on between those two as she didn't stray far from his side. And the one who cut our rope was nice enough to follow us down the slide. Just my luck its a stuck up elf with a bow (suprise). Oh, and she 'apparently' REALLY doesn't like ratfolk. SORR-RRY!

Well it turns out this is some sort of tomb belonging to the Mages of Mortay. A hole in the ground for those who worship death; fitting. On top of the skellys we run across something I have only heard rumours of: the Deadly Jelly of Eternal Paralysis and Acidy Death. I don't know what they are actually called. Tod goes all gallant and charges in, SLURP! Chelsea thinks she has a better chance, SLURP! Blades, bows, sticks and stones do nothing! I knew we had better beat pads and find a way out.

Down the hall there was this big room. I poked my nose in and saw some fur clad berserker just leaning against the wall. Didn't scare me at all, really. I just wanted to wait to share the fun with my fellow travelers. So they finally get away from the slime and come down the hall. Rowan and her crowd of bones taking up the rear; and as soon as her mighty deadliness steps out of the hall a rock drops from behind us... cutting us off and smashing a couple of her recently acquired 'friends'. Not gonna miss them all that much. So, not sure what I saw before but there is no site of that wierd furry axe person from before.

Seems Rowan has had enough of the elf's attitude and she tries to hold the mean elf up and give her the fifth degree but that little devil slips free and runs off before we can stop her. She doesn't make it very far as Bingo Bango Bongo! That furry clad person from before pops into being, grabs her and WOOSH! disappears! Holy crap! At this point everyone seems a little, or a lot tense as none of us knows how we are gonna get back thru that big stone doorway. We head on down, the only way open to us.

So next we spy some more statues, some priestly dude with blood flowing from his hands and that soldier again with a shiny spear. Smaller but still freaky... why are some things so damn clean in this 'tomb'. Oh, and then we hear this chanting coming from behind a big door. I decided it was time to let someone else lead the charge and stepped aside for the big guy to do his ra-ra-shelaylay thing. Take it big guy. Don't knock it, he is pretty scary when he gets all pumped up like that, glad he is on my side; long as he doesn't miss some day and plant me into the ground with that branch of his. So.. he goes to kick the door in and some hunched old guy opens the door and just up and invites us all in to say hello the the king of the castle.

Well it turns out we have found Mr. and Mrs. Mages of Mortay. They threaten of a coming apocalypse they are bringing about, end of the world, death, darkness and dispair, yawn. They vanished and left us to fight off some skelly they "re-acquisitioned" from Rowan, sigh... and she was so happy to start building her undead army. Can't say I will miss them, maybe she will wait until after this little adventure we are on to make her army... so I don't have to be crowded out again. At least they don't talk my ears off, heh. Anyways... only thing of ANY worth in the whole damn trapped up place was some magic wand Rowan pulls out of thin air? Guess if she can put dead bones back together, she can pull a stick out of the air.

Not gonna complain, that wand was our ticket out, or back? I don't know, magic makes my head spin a bit. No leads that I can tell... still don't know what Radnick is up to. Sounds like he might have hired those nuckle heads to do his diving for him. And still no clue what Ambria Vo'Nae is up to, why the F that prick tried to have us wiped... we gotta figure this out or he will come up behind us one day.

That is all for this journal entry. Till next time I decide to write it up.