The Company Prevails

19 Kythorn, 1373

The last day has seen much happen to us. I have been tested and in some way have failed. Fearing that Claudia’s child would fulfill his destiny as a phylactery for evil, I felt I had to end his life. I have now lost my connection to the Triad. I hope I can make things right in my Gods eyes.

We traveled to the lidardmen town and managed to see King Yarshag without hacking our way in. He was used as a tool of evil. I feel for his position as I have felt the same way. He is not good, but seems to have some honor and I think we can use him to aid our cause, especially after we defeated his elite pets and guards.

Corim arrives though Yarshag’s portal. I am pleased to see him well and he seems to be our ace in the hole to finally beat this evil plot.

Yarshag led us to Mohrgret. We are met by a huge Black dragon. I managed to use a pendant Yarshag gave me to control it long enough to for the company to kill it. We enter Mohrgret’s lair. She is working to advance this plot and Kelestri is making deals with her. I am forced to follow her foolish decision. I will live to see a time when I will have the power to never compromise my principles. Mohrgret bails on us, with the original phylactery, which doesn’t surprise me. What did surprise me is that we have the cure for Alyona.

The company figures out how to open a portal to Maskyr's Eye. We face Azhurdean. For the third time today I wonder if my end is at hand. It seems I am almost powerless to control the day’s events.

Unther is freed for the gem and dies to save his daughter Alyona. I am truly touched by his devotion. We finally get to pay homage to a real and true hero of the Vast, Unther. He is greater than his deeds alone can tell. I only wish I could have known him better.

Pavel is reborn and walks into manyoak. The feelings run too deep for words. I can say that I cannot be happier. The Vast is healed and for the first time hope is here and good is now a good match to evil. In the next years I will strive to give the forces of good and law the upper hand. Halenbrier asks to have Tothlorin returned. I confess my failure to him. Fortunately Tothlorin is a benefactor of the healing of the Vast. Halenbrier asks me to govern Kirth. I accept his charge, and will make him proud of his choice.

I have learned many lessons for this chapter of my life.

The one that got away

18 Kythorn, 1373

I only wish we could have stopped Szchulan for all time. I threw the crown back where it came and Szchulan hurled himself down after it. I know he was unable to leverage the prayers of the faithful past and finish his spells. Clauda made sure that her father, such as he was, could not finish the chanting and the Vrocks could not finish there dance of death, thanks to everyone else.

Szchulan has the crown and it is only a matter of time before the Vast sees his plans first hand, unless we stop him. I heard Szchulan speak of a relation to me as if we were brothers. I know this is impossible. First of all he is older than my parents. Second of all I have full knowledge of my family going back to 1261DR (over 112 years ago). I think I would know if he was part of a twisted branch in my family tree. I the case of my demise I am listing my true lineage for record.

The downward spiral to the core of evil

18 Kythorn, 1373

Pavel has disappeared. I cannot allow myself to dwell on his fate for he is far too dear to me. I MUST just focus on the deeds ahead…..

I now know that I am one of the components of the return of evil. I have been played as a fool and patsy. I push forward to face my enemies and with my first steps I am almost swallowed whole by the evil of this temple. The moment I regain composure and focus, my enemy strikes me to the core…..

I have inadvertently given my enemies the King’s tears they needed. They have little left to attain before they succeed and my failure is complete…..

Kelestri tells me I must pray to the evil Gods to gain entrance to the lower bowels of the temple. I will never give them the worship they crave. To gain passage and save face I give the following address: “Myrkul, you foul bastard, grant us passage so that I may slay your minions.” Apparently this was adequate…..

We travel deeper into the darkness. The taint of this place wants to consume all of us. I pray we can endure the power of the evil pantheon that wants us. If we fail we will be added to the darkness. The darkness will consume the entire Vast and my greatest fears will come true. For the first time I fight hopelessness. I will add this intangible enemy to the pile of defeated foes.

The Saddest Moment

17 Kythorn, 1373

I am glad Tothlorian is watching out for me this night. I can tell that the company is unconcerned about my opinions and they would prefer a treacherous fiend to my true and unwavering support. Mauros spoke of endangering the party as if we could not endure without the treacherous one. Perhaps he will bring forth doom if Sliyl is chosen over me. It looks as though the company will loose a member either way soon.

After some more thought I realize I must do the greatest good. This means I must endure the torture of anything the party throws at me as long as I am ultimately doing the most to spread all things good. So I have left myself painted into a Philosophical corner.Yet the real menace posed by Slyl to the success and general survival of the group could easily prevent the greater good from happening. Even in death Slyl is my tormentor. If the tables were turned and I was dead I would be resurrected, probably ?, and face the same torment again and again. I cannot think of a greater hell for a Paladin. What’s worse than this is in the end I am made to feel as though Slyl is more desirable than I to the party. This is the saddest moment I my existence.

The conviction of the soul is far more valuable than the force of the body. The forces with the greatest number does not always win the battle, but the forces with the greatest will even with insurmountable odd can.

The black and murky waters

17 Kythorn, 1373

The path of the Triad is difficult especially when you don’t know your friends from your enemies. I battle evil and uphold the law. I balance Mercy, Suffering, Courage, Obedience, Justice, and Duty. I willfully turn a blind eye to the attacks of my sensibilities by Slyl, but I cannot turn a blind eye to attacks on my closest and dearest friends. It appears that Slyl’s hypocrisy know no bounds and the tipping point has been reached. My most sincere prayers go out to my patron gods. I need their guidance. The black waters of this swamp have somehow touched me too deeply.

Pavel’s Sacrifice

13 Kythorn, 1373

The wicked never rest and neither will we. The Eclipse came over Kurth as expected and was the catalyst for the Baneites next plot. Leaf and I mounted up onto his horse and rode to the cemetery to investigate the disturbance. Pavel, Slyl, Mauros, & Kelestri were quick to ride too. The Black Guards were riding to a grave. Pavel and Mauros engage out of my sight somewhere in the cemetery. Kelestri doesn’t have her sword, a rare occurrence. I decide to call Tothlaeren I jump from Leaf’s horse onto Tothlaeren and ride to meet Kelestri and give her my greatsword. The battle begins and it is chaos. Fireballs explode around me as I attack 3 Black Guards. Tothlaeren command their horses to buck there riders and I put my new sword to good use dropping one of the Black Guards. I can hear everyone else doing battle and I wish I could see it in the darkness. I suddenly everything goes wrong for me. I take the full brunt of a well-aimed fireball and the Black Guard leader strikes me with an expertly placed sword blow.

Everything grows bright and I see the mountains of perpetuity. The fresh clean snow and breathe the crisp air. The path is laid before me with three branches and I cannot turn back. The afterlife is ahead of me, yet I have not yet begun to live my life. I am in a fog as I realize I have left my friends to fend for themselves in there time of need and I am unable to go to them. Just as I contemplate my first steps I see a strong angelic figure that asks me if I want to return to the field of battle. My mind is hazy, but I know how much I need to do. I ask to be returned to Kurth.

All fades to black and I see Pavel kneeling over me. I sense he has paid a dear price for my return. A price I cannot repay. I thank Pavel although I know no words that suffice. Pavel simply says there is much to do young Paladin. I bound to my feet and mount Tothlaeren, who never left my side. I hold nothing back as I bring the fury of three gods down on my enemies. I save the last Black Guard for Kelestri to “talk” with. I have been reborn twice in one year. Once to the Triad and now because of Pavel’s sacrifice.

Resignation as Commander

Circa 1st 10 day of Kythorn 1373
Highlights from Journal

Haelimbrar and I are able to speak candidly. He has shared his hopes and dreams, his fears and intrepidations, and sides of himself that are unexpected. His mentorship is my anchor. It pains me to tell him I need to adventure again. I have done all I can for Kirth. I have proven to myself I can lead an army and handle the mantle of power. I can negotiate with the foulest people Kirth has to offer without giving in to my desire to wipe them out. Haelimbrar somehow knew this day would come soon. He offers me the best companion an adventuring man could ask for, Tothlaeren the black warhorse of kings. He has served Haelimbrar for several years and it appears he will continue his adventures with me.

Written in flesh

Circa 3nd 10 day of Mirtul 1373
Highlights from Journal

This week will be a tribute to my devotion to the triad and I will share it with my friend Pavel. He is the only one who has stayed with the company who can truly understand my faith. The best artist in Kirth using the best materials is creating a holy symbol worthy of the faithful for me. It will take a 10-day and the pain is in honor of Ilmater. Especially since the needles get dull fast. I am sharing a transcendent experience that can only bring me closer to my faith and Pavel. He is like a family member to me.

What a Bastard

Circa 3nd 10 day of Mirtul 1373
Highlights from Journal

Kelestri has offered to enhance my Lance using her skills with the forge. It was a prize claimed from the defeat of the Baneites in Manyoak. Kelestri has always had good intentions even if I don’t agree with them. This is a good example. She took my lance and made me a bastard sword. I was shocked and confused. Using a weapon takes time to learn and years to perfect and now she expects me to start over again. It’s like a cruel joke. It’s the most beautiful sword of it type I have seen. I trained with the lance and great sword for years and now I get to train with another sword. I will need some time to adjust.

Leaf's cheating heart

Circa 3nd 10 day of Mirtul 1373
Highlights from Journal

Leaf is now accused of many crimes. This tears at me. Leaf is like a flighty brother to me. I will need to hold fast to the law. That does not mean Leaf will not get the best defense.

Leaf has confessed, so much for his innocence. At least Haelimbrar is giving him a change to pay for his crimes. He will not spend time in jail, but will be known as the orphan singer for a few days.

Slyl is gracious

Circa 2nd 10 day of Mirtul 1373
Highlights from Journal

Slyl is a man of unusual background and somewhat unscrupulous. Since my new found faith has taught me to balance law, duty, and sacrifice it has taught me to see things in a broader picture. To that end I have asked for Slyl to understand and forgive my harsh judgment of him. I realize that the standards that I hold myself to are not attainable for many others and it is wrong to judge them. Slyl is not deserving of my distain and while he is not what I consider good. He is by far not evil. He proved this to me when he was gracious in accepting my apology. We are starting anew.

The Company Returns

Circa 2nd 10 day of Mirtul 1373
Highlights from Journal

Captain Crowne informs me my friends have returned to Kirth. Seeing them reminds me of the sacrifice I made to help the people of Kirth. The time to celebrate and rekindle our relationships is near. Mithinu excuses herself and says she is going to see Illisyr. Kelestri is somehow different. She has an even stronger burning in her eyes and seems to be filled with an extra sense of purpose. Leaf’s novel was a great read and I intend to tell him and have him personalize a copy for me. I hope to have time to talk to Pavel , Evan, and Slyl. I am sad to see Corim leave, but his path lies somewhere else. I ask several of my most trusted men to deliver the blood metal weapons, per Kelestri’s request, to Respite Run.

My well-trained watch detains a Shar Priestess named Encara. She is accused of participating in a conspiracy against the Great Ilmateri Council. I am fortunate in that leaf can find out what she knows. The celebration will have to wait because we discover how the plot to murder the Great Ilmateri Council will take shape. In a style reminiscent of our last crusade we gather up all of the sashes that would destroy the Great Ilmateri Council. To my pleasant shock Pavel is now on the Great Ilmateri Council. The Company is true and faithful.
Haelimbrar and I discuss the finer point of Kirthian law. And decide to arrest the source of this conspiracy. Evan must lead the way. That way I am only following up on a disturbance and helping a member of the citizenry.

Tying up loose ends

10 Mirtul, 1373
Today I send out a unit to retrieve the horses from the Iroth mine and town. It is amusing to receive a magical message from my friends using a spell when we have the communication broaches at our disposal, but their request is simple enough. I will be sure they are well prepared. Their report will be revealing.

Kirth is starting to culminate into a smooth running bureaucracy. The turmoil will not fade soon, but the foundation is set for order. The struggle to return Kirth to order is not as difficult as I expected. I am fortunate to have time to learn from Haelimbrar. I hope to see the company of Light and darkness in Kirth soon.

I have all the time I need to write thoughtful journal entries, and yet I find less and less to write about. There is a balance involved here I never though of.

The Lesson of Pride

9 Mirtul, 1373
Haelimbrar wants me to take on an important task today. I need to find out how many worshipers of Bane are at the temple. He needs to know how many are clerics and how many are followers. He also wants to know if the temple damaged. I tried to sneak in, but the proved impossible. I tried to look and count the numbers entering and leaving, but that was not effective. I tried to persuade a guard to give me answers but he claimed he did not know.

I approached Haelimbrar and told him I was not successful. He said, “Why do you fail me? It was a simple task.” I explained all that I tried to do and how it wasn’t my fault.

Haelimbrar did not understand at all. He told me to go to the Ruins of the temple of Torm. He followed me. When we arrived he asked me if I remember when we first met here. “Yes” I replied. He asked, “Do you think I could rebuild this temple alone?” I answered “No, you needed help to move the largest beams and I sure you would need help on other things later.” Haelimbrar said” If you understand that, then why did you not ask for help today? “I explained that didn’t know anyone who could get in or trust anyone to ask around. Haelimbrar Said “Why didn’t you introduce yourself and state your business with the temple and ask for the answers?” I answered that I didn’t trust the Bane worshipers. Haelimbrar said, “That isn’t the real reason. The Bane worshipers would have told you what you wanted to know. They have to keep the city informed and besides they would enjoy proclaiming how their membership has grown. The reason you failed is because of your pride. Your pride is what leads you to make excuses and your pride is what is causing you to defend yourself now. Your pride prevented you from asking a worshiper of Bane for help. Shed your pride like a snake sheds his dull skin.”

Today is the day I learned the lesson of pride. I know understand another failing I have. The Triadic Vulgate is clear to me on this now. I will shed the dull skin of pride forever.

Abandoning darkness

8 Mirtul, 1373
Things are never as they seem. Today I received a special delivery. Pavel would have me believe that Sharisa is now a faithful follower, and I have no reason to doubt him. It is a miracle of the broken one to bring someone from the darkness. I am not a fool and did all I can to confirm Pavel’s claim and he is true to his word as always. I will help her adjust to her new following and forget the trespasses of the past. It is good practice for my future tests. I pray for Sharisa and especially for my friends of the company of light and Darkness. May they return as heroes and liberators. Pavel owes me an explanation.

The Lesson of Anger

6 Mirtul, 1373
Haelimbrar and I have spent much time together and I have enjoyed it. Unbeknownst to me he decided to test my patience. He had me running all over Kirth looking for a book on the heraldry of Maskyr’s Eye and when I finally found it and delivered it he set it aside. He barely glanced at it and then said bring me a scroll with the population census of Kirth from ten years ago. Again he set it aside without a glance and the process continued all day until I exploded in anger. Haelimbrar then taught me the lesson of anger as written in the Triadic Vulgate. I am humbled and moved. I understand now more than ever. I have squandered my energies with useless anger. I have undermined my own goals and even friendships with this demon. I will never make these mistakes again. I can even see how it blinded me to the intentions of Slyl. Although I have learned much, I don’t plan on telling him if we ever meet again.

Leading Kirth

6 Mirtul, 1373
I addressed the guard. “Watchers of Kirth today is a new start for you. The city needs you to restore order and trust. I know you are unsure. I know you don’t know what to expect. I can tell you I expect your best and I expect success.” They are inspired and focused. The guards are going to be tested and trained until they are a machine. I believe they too will test me.
Halembrier is supporting and patent. He asks me if I have read the vulgate he gave me. I have, and the answers are there before me. The Triad is like home to me. I will learn all I can. An inner peace is filling me and comforts me in a way I could never have imagined.

Kirth, My Destiny

6 Mirtul, 1373
I begin a new day with strength and optimism. There is much work ahead of us. Haelimbrar and I talk of the plans to heal Kirth. The guard is uncertain and concerned as are the people of Kirth. I ask Haelimbrar if we can look for quick wins over each problem. We will be under much scrutiny and success should come fast. First we weed out the Bane loyalists within the guard. We establish order and security. Then we repair the walls and buildings. I tell Haelimbrar we should be ready to have a celebration with the people soon and this will be final binding of the wounds for Kirth, my home.

A Change of Direction

5 Mirtul, 1373
I am so glad that all of us have stopped the scourge of Bane in Kirth for now. Each one of us made a real difference yesterday. I am proud to be your partner in the Company of Light and Darkness. I hope we will have many more actions to be proud of in the coming days. We have been through much and will probably endure much more. I want us to renew our pledge to work as a fellowship. I have dealt with anger, confusion, despair, distrust, leadership and uncertainty. I may have not handled them as well as you or I have hoped. I have however handled it. I may have made some wrong decisions. To me, being a leader is not only about making the right decisions; it’s about making the best decisions possible and dealing with the consequences of them. Some of you have had differences with what I believe or how I choose to lead. That is your right. What I require is forgiveness for any trespasses you feel I have made and a pledge from each and every one of you to work as one at least until the Vast is safe from the followers of Bane. If that is possible than we will walk a path together as one fellowship one company of Light and Darkness. Now we can work out the details my friends or I have other options. Haelimbrar has made me a very attractive offer. Let us talk openly and honestly.

The charter lies on the table as we talk. Without hesitation Kelestri prepares to sign. Pavel only asks “I am a simple farmer. What does the charter mean?” With the answers that follow he then decides to sign. Slyl shows his concern for the group, in my option it feels like the first time, and says he will burden them with the problems he has with his past. I say perhaps that a burden is best shared. Evan and Corim have few reservations and sign the form. Leaf asks if he can do better by staying in Kirth. The idea is discussed and leaf decides to sign as well. Saying, “The tale of our deeds must be told, but our deeds are not done.” The contract makes its way to Animosus. “I have a chorus singing the praises of staying in Kirth and a quartet who would like my sword to help out”. I have an offer to stay here and have hundreds of loyal solders that want to follow my orders without question and extol my virtues, or I have you guys. My family is here with me safe and sound, I can build a temple to Tyr, I can research the history of the Baneite legends to help stop them, and I can train with Haelimbrar to become the force for good I always wanted to be. You do not need or want my leadership, that burden is spread amongst all of you somehow. Everyone makes some counter points to the arguments. The one thing that would change my mind was never spoken. No one says that they need my guidance and leadership. Pavel says that my destiny chooses me rather than me choosing my destiny. Kirth seems to have chosen me, I think. “When one walks down a path with friends and comes to a branch in the road he may choose to take that branch. In doing so he does not turn his back on them he just changes direction. I will not look back (as I will probably see Slyl smile), but I will remember all that I shared with you.” The Company of Light and Darkness is on its own. I will keep the spirit of our fellowship with me in Kirth. I wish you all well.

Victory at Kirth

4 Mirtul, 1373 Late Night
The people we armed assembled. Apparently the fireball in the keep was seen as a sign. We will not disappoint them. With the Haldoreeve imposter dead, now is the time to strike. The Dwarves of Moradin, the Sentinels, Brother Nikolai, (with his friends) and, the rest of us coordinate our efforts and lead the peasants to attack Kirth Keep. The battle is the stuff of legends. Leaf uses the ring of fireballs to decimate the Bane troops, Zhents and the doors of Kirth Keep. Haelimbrar charges in and drops an entire unit of elite Bane troops all by himself. Everyone dose his part to make the forces of evil pay this night. In the end we storm the keep and retake the reins of leadership. Haelimbrar is now the new Haldoreeve and we will back him to ensure it. As the next shift reports, Haelimbrar asks me to help him sort out the evil within the guard.

I tell the crowd:(in a strong confident voice)
I came to Kirth two days ago and was very fearful that the city would be lost. Today I am proud to stand here knowing the Kirth is free thanks to the bravery of all of you. There are times of strife ahead as we work to put together the buildings and families of Kirth. We must work together to ensure the enemy will not attempt to seize back the city. Know that you will have good company working with you. Haelimbrar is a fair and honest man as was Brathimus before he was slain by his imposter. Haelimbrar will see you through the struggle ahead. All of you should feel grateful for his leadership. I know I am. We will lament the people who gave their lives today and never forget their sacrifice. The Dwarves of Moradin, the Sentinels, Brother Nikolai (with his friends) and, us – “The Company of Light and Darkness” will help you in anyway we can. Brother Nikolai of the temple of St Sollars will heal the wounded. Please be tolerant if it takes some time for the healers to find you. Let us move to accomplish our tasks. May we usher in a new Age of Glorious Fools. Peace and prosperity to the people of Kirth and may blessings be upon all of you.

Kirth - Night

4 Mirtul, 1373 Night
Finally our plans are set. We arm the willing and able, the message is sent to the Thirsty Nymph, our allies are ready and we gather at St Sollars and have an evening meal. There’s a knock at the door and a visitor. We are asked if we are arming people. The person seems nervous, so we greet him. He recoils from our acts of kindness. He gets flustered over some scrutiny. We grow suspicious and I use my gift to see his intent, evil. Corim and Slyl move to block his retreat and Evan and I stand ready to fight. I hit him with the flat of my sword and Slyl grabs his weapon. Pavel hits him with a mighty fist and he gives up. We decide to detain him until morning while he gives us a full confession. He is an informant and it appears that our efforts are getting noticed.

The night is coming and we need to go to the location of this special meeting. We find our positions and move into the wooded park outside of Kirth Keep. We find Brathimus Drell -The Haldoreeve of Kurth and his soldiers. He hears us and asks to talk. He accuses me of treasury and tries to arrest me. Pavel tries to stand up for me. As I stand there being held by the soldiers, I realize all to late that I trusted the wrong man. Brathimus rams a blade into me deep. I stumble back and use my gifts to heal my wound. Haelimbrar charges in and attacks the soldiers and everyone starts to battle. Kelestri’s sword glows green and Pavel and Evan wade into the group. Kelestri strikes down her foes and Haelimbrar does as well. I loose track of the events. Brathimus and his soldiers are dead. What a shock to see. I grab up Brathimus’ items and give the rings he has to Leaf. Leaf puts both on and decides to try one out and accidentally sends a fireball into Kirth keep. I go and find out if anyone is hurt. Azedo Tangleroot a Sentinel halfling of too many words. Pulls me down from my perch. I fall hard and decide not to climb anything else tonight.

We move to the street where the secrete meeting is supposed to be. Leaf has a moment of pure inspiration! He decides to pretend to be Brathimus, a courageous and dangerous plan. All of us hide, some in trees most on the ground. The Holy High Imperceptor, Szchulan Darkoon shows with Hell Hounds and a demon in tow! Leaf talks to Szchulan and I hope he found out many things. I must buy him a drink tomorrow. Leaf is a man of many talents if he had some focus he would have the world at his feet.

Szchulan has found us out and ends the conversation. He sends the Hell Hounds and the demon to take care of us. Haelimbrar charges and attacks Szchulan, but he vanishes. The demon mauls Kyliel Crystalheart and she drops. We attack the hounds, and in the bravest act I have ever witnessed him do, Evan charges the demon with his mace. The battle rages on. Leaf calls the hounds. They respond! Somehow he has managed to get these Hell Hounds to listen to his commands. Now they sit in front of him. We turn our attention to the demon and move in. Evan has the glow of Selune surrounding him as he rushes into combat with the demon. His mace strikes true. Haelimbrar, and I rush in to take the demon on too. The beast strikes at me as Haelimbrar cuts it deep. The demon is no match for the forces of good. I tell Evan that “it is a deep honor to be bathed in the light of Selune”, thank you friend.

Leaf tells the Hell Hounds to “go home” and they do. Kelestri has lost her mind she is aiming her bow at Leaf and threatening to kill him. Pavel stands between them, as does Evan. I ask what are you doing?! Leaf's acting is so convincing that Kelestri actually questions his allegiance. I ask Leaf to hand me the ring that hides his natural aura. After looking carefully and seeing no hint of evil I declare he is not compromised. Clearer heads prevail and Kelestri realizes that Leaf is not compromised. She has the worst gut instincts. I can't believe I ever trusted her. She is a lunatic! Is she so confused that she can’t see strait? Leaf was helping us out of a bad situation. I don’t even need to have the ability to see evil to know he is not our enemy. All things considered we are doing well this night, so far. May Tyr continue to strengthen this fellowship so we can prevail.

Kirth - Day

4 Mirtul, 1373 Day
We arrive at the market and split up after agreeing to meet at the Speaking Square an hour before midday. Everyone has their tasks and I have to trust that they will do them. I need to let some things go; after all I can’t do everything. I ask Evan to join me on my errands. I want to keep him close and learn a little more about him. I get the feeling he will be a strong ally. Despite my apprehension I decide to get the funds needed to buy all of the weapons at market. Teshak recommended a jeweler who is well known. I show him all three of the gems we have and ask for his option on them. He made an offer immediately. He especially wanted the Kings Tears. I had no intention of selling them. I knew they were special, but for the first time I witness the consuming power of greed and desire. I was actually afraid of the consequences of not selling to him. For one diamond and one Kings Tear he gives me the full value and more. I decide to keep the large Kings Tear for our use later. The letter of credit will need to be cashed if we need it. Evan and I leave and after one-step out of the door a searing heat and explosion hit me hard. Evan, being quick witted and of foot manages better than I. Evan doesn’t even hesitate to ready himself for battle. I see the source of the fire, and Imp. I charge and hope I’m fast and good enough to stop the next fireball. I will be the last thing I see. Fortunately I was the last thing the Imp saw. Evan graciously heals me and now we are left with the question of why and who sent the minion.

We head to the remnants of, Chalsembyr Found, the church of Torm to see if anyone who is loyal to Torm can be found. The devastation is very complete and in the midst of it is Haelimbrar the Fierce Merciful & Just, triadic knight. Evan and I help him move some large debris. It seems he has every intention to rebuild the temple, even without help. Haelimbrar agrees to help us and comes with us to the Bindery. Along the way I ask him about the Triad and how he can worship three gods. He indicates that the answer is not quickly explained. We will talk later tonight.

At the Bindery Evan asks to look around and advises me not to ask for help. This would expose us, so I agree. We learned several things.:

Ur priests are very rare; like sighting a unicorn yet not so innocent and special to this good-hearted paladin. Agony is made of the blood of creatures’ slain upon The Black Altar - the centerpiece of Baneite worship ceremonies. The spilling of blood and torture are commonplace within their churches. Agony could be created with sacrificial blood infused with powerful magic - - the Divine Art (magic) if you will. This is likely the harnessing of The Prayers Of The Faithful Past. These prayers have never been known in Faerûn...until now. A horrific twisting of the Prayers Of The Faithful Past and the distruption of the magical weave or worse caused the dark wispy air at the temple of the earth mother, and Mystra. Ur Priests draw upon the Prayers Of The Faithful Past. The harnessing of this power could be infused with a substance, such as blood, to create Agony. Agony could be used as a component in Forge Magic to create a weapon that is the bane of a particular race (whose blood is one of its material components.) Also, the drinking of the substance could bring powerful properties to its imbiber. The details of which is unknown.

In 645, the Year of the Costly Gift Maskyr gave his right eye to King Tuir Stonebeard for the valley of Maskyrs eye. Grimmerfang, The Hollow Mountain, was the site of the ancient Orc King Grimmerfang. Grimmerfangs champion was Skurge. His reign would have continued, it is said, if the Dwarves hadnt discovered the secret of forging Bloodmetal. This was achieved when the Hollow Mountain was stormed by the dwarves and refitted into a grand smithy, renaming the stronghold, Ironforge (Angaz Grungron, (Ironwork Forge)). The dwarves led by King Tuir Stonebeard eventually defeated Grimmerfang, an Orc King. The Realm of Glimmering Swords began in 649. This age was short lived, lasting only 40 years.During the fall of the dwarves, an 8-year bloody war ensued resulting in a loss by the dwarves in the final battle The Battle of Deepfires. During this time The Master Smith and Champion of the Dwarves, King Tuir Stonebeards champion fell in at Ironforge. The Champions name was Gurgeddin the OrcCleaver. His symbol was an Orcs bloody eye beneath an axe.

The Church of Bane is allied with: The Church of Shar in Kurth, the Zhents, and have some minor dealings with the Red Wizards (though not allies), the gods and churches of Bhaal, Myrkul, Loviatar, Mask, and Talona. Fzoul Chembryl, the ruler of Zentil Keep in the Moonsea is the chosen of Bane. Plus, other neutral churches or evil churches are always ready to deal with the Baneites.

Our friends are not at the Speaking Square. They must be running late. I ask a boy who is passing out letters to watch out for our friends and tell them we went looking for them and will return soon. Kelestri said they were going to see Tristan Silurian. We should go there and see what is keeping them. The mansion is on fire and there are city guards just standing there! The accursed black robes of Bane. I need to see no more, so I charge in. I run passed the guards taking a sword blow and move to strike at the first Baneite. I drop him hard. Haelimbrar follows and takes care of the two guards. Evan shows he is not to be out done and strikes hard. The enemy is decimated in a less than a minute. I noticed that one of the Baneite was carrying a cash of equipment, so I collect it up. Corim asks me to give him his sword and I do. I will return every ones gear as soon as possible. Pavel is walking on the walls of the mansion! The monk astounds me he is caring not one, not two, but three of our comrades! I wonder how he is so humble. Tristan Silurian is no more. Why wasn’t I quicker? May he find justice in the next realm. I will see to it his legacy is that of the honored. I will vindicate the deaths of every single person taken by these Baneites. May they pay ten fold for the destruction they have caused. They will lie before my boot, every last one of them.

A long day is still ahead as we meet the Sentinels for a lunch and continue our plans. Why can Slyl talk? Why now and not three days ago? Has something gotten to him? I hand out the gear to its owners. Let me see, a ring for Kelestri, two for Slyl a potion for Corim, and three for Slyl, and a dagger for Corim, and three for Slyl. I sense a leaning here. I know that the Baneites did not take everything my friends had, so they probably only took valuables. I know that Baneites tend to know magic and what is magic. I know magic is rare and therefore very expensive. I know we have spent almost all of our time together. I know we all have little gold. I also know that this gear is probably all magical or at least many fold more than what Slyl could afford. This means only one thing THIEF! Slyl is a foul contemptible THIEF and a liar who stole from either the treasure we found, Kirth, the dead, or his comrades. What else is he capable of? The last thing we need to deal with is someone we cannot trust. I will not let my friends sleep under his watchful eye as he plots and schemes to gather precious wealth. Each man is weighed and measured by the scales of Tyr and I know Slyl will be found wanting. I must not let this be a distraction. Time is an even bigger thief here in Kirth. Let us plan for better days.

The firmest friendships have been formed in mutual adversity, as iron is most strongly united by the fiercest flames.

TRUST:

Tyr is somewhat of a forerunner in the discussions on the philosophy of trust, to the extent that the vast majority of philosophers following him define themselves in relation to his position. Tyr defines trust as the "accepted vulnerability to another’s possible but not expected ill (or lack of good will) toward one." The writings state that trust in generally not a purposive action, although it leaves room for situations in which intentional trusting plays a role. It points out the number of instances in our lives where we engage in trusting activities that are virtually inexplicable from a philosophical perspective. We go to the apothecary expecting that s/he will do all that s/he can in the interests of our health. We trust that uniformed people are trained appropriately and will carry out their role without hesitation. The result is that in trusting others, we let others "take care of something the truster cares about, where such ‘caring for’ involves some exercise of discretionary powers." We expect, that is, that people will carry out their role-appropriate duties and we take their expertise for granted.

Importantly, Tyr notes that "trust is a notoriously vulnerable good, easily wounded and not at all easily healed.” The writings show that the essence of trust flows from a sense of "innate, if selective trust, [which] seems a necessary element in any surviving creature. . .and this innate but fragile trust could serve as the explanation both of the possibility of other forms of trust and of their fragility." This is important, it claims, because there are no "rules to guide us on where to trust, [and] where not to. . .we seem to have no choice but to trust our own trust or suspicion on these matters." Writers who have attempted to develop principles to guide us in matters of trust, and concludes that ultimately they deal merely with the specifications of contract or relations between friends.

Kirth - Morning

4 Mirtul, 1373 Morning
The night is gratefully uneventful as we rise and I pray. The morning discussion centers on the plans for today. During my watch with Kelestri last night she came up with several great ideas. She wants to deliver a message in the Baneite code to the Thirsty Nymph. She also wants to buy all of the weapons in the market to distribute to anyone loyal to the City and the good churches. I have reservations about this. Supplying the untrained locals with weapons sounds like a waste of time. She has earned my trust and so I will do what she suggests if everyone else doesn’t have a problem with it. She also wants to visit Tristan Silurian to find out what he knows and try to contact the Company of the Talking Shield with the broach. I want to hallow the ground at the west wall, follow up with Brathimus Drell the Haldoreeve and research as much as possible about all we have learned.
After breakfast we go run our errands. We decide to go to the market and meet with Teshak of the Nines. Evan will have me meet with Sharisa at midday. I decide to go with Evan to get some gold for a couple of gems we found. I also want to look for allies at the church of Torm and go to the Bindery for research.

Our Night in Kirth

3 Mirtul, 1373 night
With Gustav in tow we head back to St Sollars the Twice Martyred, but along the way I stop by to see how my family is doing. I recommend that they go to St Sollars the Twice Martyred to be safe. They agree to come later. We meet up with Corim and Pavel they found the carriage and the Agony. The Agony is passed out as a drink. I realize for the first time that saving Kirth may be hopeless. I will not let anyone know my fear of failure. I pray that Tyr will give us the strength and unity to win the day. We enter St Sollars the Twice Martyred and begin to talk about our findings. Slyl is being evasive about what he was up to, and yet he tells Evan that he is in danger for his life. It seems that Sharisa who we met at the gate is out to eliminate Evan because their temple are enemies. What does Slyl do to find these things out? Who does he know that would tell him? I will need to keep an eye on him. After he ran off with the potion of gaseous form I doubt I can trust him. I shouldn’t rush to conclusions, but he gives me a bad feeling. I ask Pavel if Evan would be wise to strike first against Sharisa. I ask for his moral lesson on this too. I would love to know how a Monk of the yellow Rose would handle this situation. My family is safe and resting. Kelestri and I talk about many things. She tells me that I should not be ashamed of my station. I tell her I am absolutely not ashamed. I just have a different calling that that of a merchant. I want to reclaim my families’ former glory and perhaps even more. I will tell her sooner or later of my grandfather and the Witch king, but that can wait. She tells me that she thought that I had military experience. I tell her that a Knight of Tyr does indeed. I also tell her that my leadership is not perfect. The swordsman who is first learning tends to hold the sword too loosely and too tightly in the same day. This is not unlike my leadership of late. I think we are gaining an understanding and I know that someday we will not argue. Well I can pray for the later anyway. For the first time we hold our weapons in a pledge of commitment to our fellowship. Maybe we are ready for a name after all. Kelestri and I finish our watch and I take a well-earned bath and rest. I ask Kelestri to help me into my armor in the morning. I wish someone would find a way to make armoring ones self a one-man process that takes less than five minutes. May the first light Prayer bring me Tyr’s blessings.

Our Evening in Kirth

3 Mirtul, 1373 evening
Leaf, Corim, and I walk back from the Thirsty Nymph to St Sollars the Twice Martyred and as we do I ask Leaf if he found anything out about the delivery. He simply says no. Brother Nikolai informs us of the recent events and troubles in Kirth. I listen carefully yet with uneasiness. I want to interrupt him and tell every one of my findings, but it is wrong to be so rude. Brother Nikolai may have knowledge that will aid my explanations. Midwinter Night is when it started said brother Nikolai. The son of Bane, Xvim made his presence known to the followers of Bane. His words haunt all who hear them "Serve No One But Bane". After hearing brother Nikolai’s words I am even more unsettled.

I explained to everyone that Gustav was bringing the “Agony” to Kirth and I had him delay the shipment so we could decide how to handle it. I suggest we try to spoil it magic and deliver it. That way no one would suspect anything and the element of surprise would remain with us. Kelestri remains unimpressed. Kelestri and I have words and she tells me I am foolish. Only time can tell if this is true. We decide to get Gustav and the “Agony” so brother Nikolai can deal with it. He assures us that he can make the “Agony” inert. Gustav tried to hide with the shipment, but failed. We discovered that he was arrested and taken along with the “Agony” to Kirth Keep. To my pleasant surprise another Vast Trade carriage arrives. I chase it down and discover that my family is within. They made the journey to Kirth to make a new home. I explain the situation to my family. Pavle and Dusan understood what they agreed to ship was illegal. They felt that they could ship the “Agony” anyway and by telling the authorities in Kirth about it would get confiscated in Kirth. They would get their payment and the “Agony” would not be used. It is well thought out except the authorities in Kirth are infiltrated by the Baneites.

We hurry to gain Gustav’s release. We decide that Corim and Pavel can sneak into Kirth Keep to locate and free Gustav and the “Agony”. Pavel is not sure it is a good idea. I wonder where is Slyl? I hope he’s not in trouble. We request the Haldoreeve of Kurth and discuss Gustav’s release he seems to be a by the book kind of person. Kelestri is supportive and lets me do the talking. I won’t let that get to my head. Brathimus Drell the Haldoreeve has a good aura and I decide to take a chance and tell him of our concerns in Kirth. He is suspicious as am I. I let him know where we are staying and it gives me enough credibility to convince him to check on our concerns. He seems to understand our plight. We decide to head back to St Sollars the Twice Martyred and take Brother Nikolai up on his offer of comfort and rest. We will need to keep guards posted. I will begin with the first watch.

Headed to Kirth

3 Mirtul, 1373 afternoon
I have a lot to learn about the dark arts and this is a good thing. I never thought I would need to know about the ways in which the evil clerics do what they do. I know from my training that I need to know my enemy well, but I always thought that was getting a bit to close. Knowing that there is evil and injustice is very different that staring it in the eye. I cannot understand why their vile people want to hurt so many innocent lives. They fill their hearts with hate, anger, and fear and want more. It seems that they can never hate, destroy, torture or kill enough to satisfy there twisted hunger. I feel some how tainted by breathing the same air as they do.

Slyl is gone, and this ur-priest is never going to cooperate without his potion. Before I can get a handle on all that is going on the ur-priest starts casting. I should have wailed on him with the flat of my sword before he finished his words. Instead I warn him. I’ll never make that mistake again. Corim and I are engulfed in blackness, yet again. We both attempt to stop the ur-priest. Corim decides to run him through. While this method tends to stop an opponent from leaving it tends to make them unwilling to talk, since there DEAD. I tried to bring back the ur-priest but it’s too late. I can’t fault Corim but now we have lost a chance to know so much about their plans. One thing for sure the things set into motion are bigger than any one of us and will forever change all who touched by them.

We gather up everyone and form a caravan with a couple of coaches and I lead us to Kirth. Corim and I give some gold to each person to help him or her start a new life. The way is level and the only burden is in my heart. We see the glistening sunlight shine against the snow on the top of the distant Earthspur Mountains. The first pleasant view I witness today. Up ahead is a wagon. I move ahead and catch up to speak to the coachmen. To my surprise it is Gustav Halorel my fathers trusted employee of more years than I can remember. He seems shaken and hurt. He is with Evan a cleric of Selune. He tells me how he almost died and that if it weren’t for Evan he would be dead. I figure anyone who would save a stranger can’t be all that bad, Even if he worships Selune. Gustav tells me that there is trouble at home and that my whole family is moving to Kirth. They argued about sending this shipment, and the Zhentarim are involved. Even with all that has happened I can’t imagine this would harm my family. I feel a change within I cannot explain or understand a weight on my heart that is overwhelming. NOW THIS IS PERSONAL. I check the shipment and know Gustav is unaware that it contains the doom of Kirth. I can’t believe that my family could be strong-armed so completely. I cannot share this with anyone yet. Kelestri will want to destroy the shipment for sure and that will only bring suffering to my family. I must investigate and wait for the right time. I only hope that I can stop this from harming anyone in Kirth.

I know it is a surprise to everyone that I know Gustav and he works for my family. I did not want to brag that my family does well. Kelestri thinks I’m a merchant and I put on the façade of a warrior. She can think whatever she wants. I know the years of study and dedication it takes to be a paladin of Tyr. The years of reading about religion, tactics, history, battles, siege engines, castles, and politics. I can remember the days of marching and the cold nights in the rain and snow. I can even remember a few cadence tunes. A merchant can’t buy his way into the ranks of the worshipers of Tyr.

We arrive in Kirth and the city guard greets us at the gate, or what’s left of it. They charge us 5gp each to enter. It’s outrageous, but there are bigger issues to worry about. Corim and Slyl are having trouble convincing the register to accept their names. I wonder how many they use. It’s none of my business, but I try to smooth things over. We decide split up and to meet at dusk in the temple to Ilmater. I tell Gustav to guard the shipment and wait to deliver it. Pavel, Averiy stay at the temple and deliver their urgent message. Kelestri, Alyona, and Slyl go to find some goods. Leaf, Corim and I go to the tavern that Gustav is to deliver the shipment to. I decide to tell Leaf what’s troubling me and ask for his service in uncovering who wants the shipment. He agrees. I am pleased he is not judgmental about my keeping a secrete. I try to be discrete, but I doubt I will succeed. Leaf is doing some talking too I hope he is doing better than me. Corim is enjoying a drink when all of a sudden a beautiful women approaches. She joins him and I know I am not wanted right now. I she refers to him and herself as a Teifling. I think I heard the name once in passing I think that is a racial reference. I try to find out from the locals about what happened this week in Kirth. The bartender confirms the shipment and asks why I want to know. I tell him that I want to meet up with an old friend. He is suspicious, and I am not gifted as a liar. I am not getting very far with him. Leaf must have found out something by now. I’ll go talk to him and see what he knows.

My working theory about how Kirth may meet its end:
The shipment of Banite blood will be used to affect the town. The Baneites army of mercenaries attacked Kirth. Later a second Baneite army came back pretending to be reinforcements and the town welcomed them with open arms. They will then gain the city’s confidence and corrupt it from within. May Tyr give me insight to see past their deception and fully learn their scheme.

We return to the temple of Ilmater and are greeted with respect. We are introduced and now we can talk. I hope I can speak openly and honestly without anyone questioning my sanity. I probably look paranoid and suspect.

A Day in Manyoak

3 Mirtul, 1373
Slyl and Corim come back from there scouting and begin to explain the situation. Unfortunately for us we are found out and attached by the very people we wanted to surprise. The one in the black robes casts a fear spell and it affects some of us. I rush in and try to stop him from casting again. I think the unhallowed ground I’m on has hurt my ability to fight. I miss my mark two times and take some of the worst hits I can ever remember. Thank Tyr I can rely on Corim and Pavel to keep some of the attacks at bay and even pick up the slack. The tide of battle goes our way. The one in black robes drinks some kind of potion, but I strike him anyway. We capture the one in robes and Slyl restrains him. We continue on to the other areas we haven’t seen. As before Corim, Slyl, and Pavel scout out ahead. We manage to interrupt a ceremony of pain, torture, and sacrifice. I have never seen such a scene, but my training kicks in and I stop myself from thinking about it. I ready my bow and take aim as does Leaf. It appears that Leaf is a most impressive archer. His crossbow is more powerful than I would have expected. If ever there was a shot as perfectly placed I have never seen it. I have gained a new respect for Leaf. I thought he was unfocused and undisciplined. I have misjudged him. I believe the Bainite learned some respect too. Kelestri, Corim, Slyl, and Pavel all do their part.

The alter has a contraption on it with a person in it. There are tubes going to several parts of his body and his blood flows into a vessel. Corim and Slyl are figuring out how to remove him safely. Leaf has become overwhelmed by the scene and begins to shout and take out his anger on the various devices. He sunders parts off of it left and right. Pavel rushes to a cage in the corner and frees the captives. They are children. I gather up one child and help the man on the alter leave. Slyl and Kelestri pick up the ur-priest and carry him up to the town.

Corim, Kelestri, Slyl, decide to interrogate the ur-priest, Golig. Leaf, Pavel, and I go into The Winged Cat and relax. I have ale, Leaf starts to play, and Pavel enters a debate with me on the proper way to handle our enemies. His counsel is very wise. I admire his clarity, but we disagree on some things. After some time I am asked to talk to Golig. I realized that he was not cooperating, so I decide to get things moving. I make an offer to trade his life for his information. I will give him his potion of gaseous form after he has enlightened me on their plans. He agrees and before he tells me much Slyl walks off with the potion. This is going to be a long day.

Animosus Level 3

Male Human Paladin of Tyr LV3 LG Medium Age 17 Born 1356 – Year of the Worm
Init: +5; Senses: Listen +5, Spot +1
Languages: Damaran (Dethek), Common (Thorass), Aglarondan, Dwarven, Elven, Orc
AC 21, Touch 11, Flat-Footed 20
HP 27 (3 HD) Immune: disease
Fort +7, Ref +5, Will +7 Spd 20 ft.
Melee: Great Sword +7 (2D6+3/19-20)
Ranged: Composite Long Bow +5 (1d8/x3) 2o Masterwork Arrows
Combat Gear: Elven Moon Draught (4 Cure light Wounds)
Base Atk +3, Grp +6 Atk Options: normal Invocations Known: n/a
Spell-Like Abilities: Aura of Good, Detect evil, Smite Evil 1/day, Lay on hands 4HP x 3, Divine Grace, Aura of Will 30' rad (armor)
Abilities: Str 12(16), Dex 12, Con 11, Int 16, Wis 13, Cha 18(19) (with armor)
Feats: Improved Init, Weapon Focus (Great Sword), Weapon Focus (Long Bow), Proficiency (Simple Weapons), Proficiency Armor (Heavy, Medium, Light)
Skills: Appraise 4, Balance 1, Bluff 4, Climb 1, Concentration 0, Craft (Armor) 5, Craft (Weapon) 5, Diplomacy 8, Disguise 4, Escape Artist 1, Forgery 3, Gather Information 5, Handle Animal 6, Heal 10, Hide 1, Intimidate 4, Jump 1, Knowledge (Religion) 9, Knowledge (History) 5, Listen 4, Move Silently 1, Profession (Siege Engine) 2, Profession (Herbalist) 2, Ride 6, Search 3, Sense Motive 2, Spot 1, Survival 1, Swim 1, Use Rope 1
Possessions: Plate mail of Strength and Command, Great Sword, Composite Long Bow, 20 Masterwork Arrows, Holy Symbol (Tyr), Cloak, 4 Water Skins.
Backpack: Elven Moon Draught, Clothes, Metal Mirror, Flint & Steel, Broach of the Shield, 2 Torches, Tinder.
Saddlebags: 100' Rope, 2 Torches, Boots, Book, Ink, Quill, Wax, Polishing Cloth.
Belt Pouch: 144 GP, 196 SP, 80 CP, 2 Kings Tears (3,600 GP), 1 Large white/blue diamond (2,000 GP).
Tactics: Avoid a fight if reasonable. When it is not: evaluate the battle situation. Decide if it is suicide and if not have at it.
The time to take counsel of your fears is before you make an important battle decision. That's the time to listen to every fear you can imagine! When you have collected all the facts and fears and made your decision, turn off all your fears and go ahead.
Here is the beginning of philosophy: a recognition of the conflicts between men, a search for their cause, a condemnation of mere opinion, and the discovery of a standard of judgment.

Headed to Manyoak

3 Mirtul, 1373
This morning we purchased some gear and I asked Oolathana for a healing draught. I asked Bromar if he could work on a sword for me and he agreed to create a sword I would be proud to use. I needed many items and many were available. Everyone was set on naming our group and I felt it is not important. Leaf was very keen on a group name. He says our deeds will be known by our group name. I don’t understand how a bunch of funeral directors become and adventuring group. Maybe that’s a good name. I guess we have bonded although I am concerned about not knowing much about the new company I keep. I hope they do only honorable actions. Manyoaks is by far more important. We headed to Manyoaks and before we get there we catch up to a carriage. Kelestri seems to have a problem with it. She just attacked it. Corim is following suit. What is their problem? Why can’t they let everyone know what’s on their minds. I keep finding myself fighting first and asking questions later. This is going to stop SOON. The carriage is filled with three captives and four followers of this cult of Bane. This carriage has many possessions from Manyoaks and an evil blood like substance in jars. Also I find a manuscript dedicated to this cult of Bane. The edicts of the Cult of Bane are described within. I have the group move ahead to Manyoaks. I hope to hear their report when I catch up. I order the three captives to follow me to Manyoaks and using the hoses from the carriage they are taking the belongings back to Manyoaks. They reluctantly agree. I ease their fears by committing to protect them. As I approach the town I enter a battle with some undead guardians. When will these guys learn patience? I can’t see Kelestri, Leaf, and Slyl are at a bridge, Corim is on the other side, and only Tyr knows where this is going. The battle goes unnoticed by any reinforcements. Tyr must be with us although he doesn’t smile on the stupid for long. As we enter Manyoak it becomes obvious that we are too late to save it. Some people managed to hide and survive and there story will need to be told, especially to us. The Bainites are using these orcs to do their bidding. I underestimated the Bainites tactics. They have subtly infiltrated the leadership of Manyoaks. They took all of the able-bodied men and are taking them away to train as solders. They killed and tortured the remaining people, using their blood to create the evil elixir we found in the carriage.

We decided to search the town for any survivors and Banites. There is an eerie silence I cannot feel pleased with. We enter a tavern The Winged Cat. I decided to patrol around the building. Within a few minutes a group of eight orcs start marching their way down the dirt street in front of the tavern. I find a place to hide and prepare my bow for an assault. Just as I am about to let loose my masterwork arrow, the street is covered in darkness. I guess I will need to get used to this tactic. At least Corim is aiming away from me this time. The group is encompassed in darkness. I wait for one to emerge. Corim decides to enter the blackness. I know he sees better than I can, but then a rider on a black steed with a lance charges through the darkness. I hear Corim make a groan. The rider passes through the darkness as if he can ignore it. He sets up for a second charge but then he notices me. I’m next to a building and I know he would be a fool to charge me with his lance. He set his sites on me and I prefer that to Corim. The rider looks to be a Banite and he charges with his sword drawn. He strikes me hard, but I am not shaken. Kelestri, a monk and a paladin of The Golden Cup surround the rider. Kelestri asks me if I want to fight him on my own as a point of honor. I do not even have time to begin to explain to her that a paladin of Tyr has no ego to maintain or special rules of engagement to hinder me. We hit the Bainite hard and down him. The orcs soon follow. The monk and paladin are obviously allies I hope they continue to help us. The last orc is subdued and I have my chance to issue some justice up close and personal. I press my boot on the scum’s throat and demand to know all he can tell us. Everyone seems to be shocked I would press this vile creature with ruthless vigor. They hold me back as if I wanted to kill him before he talks. I guess my comrades need to understand my faith better and me as well. I have to bring this orc a just end, not a quick pleasant end, and not before he tell me all he knows about his masters. Besides, he has taken part in the death and torture of an entire town. Why does he deserve a quick death, humane treatment, or mercy? He tells us where they are operating, and what they are plotting. I decide to let my comrades kill him. I introduce myself to the monk and paladin. They are from the Monastery of the Yellow Rose, in the Earth Spur Mountains to the north east of here. They are an ally to the church of Tyr and are most welcome. Pavel is male human monk about 40 years old. His friend Averiy is a paladin of The Golden Cup. I’m certain that they have many tails to tell, but for now they tell us they are headed to Kurth to deliver an important message about the Bainites we hunt. They are willing to help us while they are in Manyoak, but they want to leave to deliver their message. Kurth looks like the next logical place to go. Since the Bainites have already started to infiltrate the city. With Tyr’s help maybe we can stop their evil scheme.

That vile orc tells me that their base is a large temple in town I ask Slyl, and Corim to scout out ahead quietly. Pavel decides to join them, I assume it’s because he can be quiet too. Kelestri, Leaf and I gather up the horses. I take the Banite’s black steed and lance for my own. I also convince the three we found with the carriage to come with us to the tavern so they can stay with the other survivors we found. After a few minutes Corim calls for us. Hands, animated severed hands, are attacking them. I draw my sword and have at it. They prove to be no more than an annoyance for all of us. We travel deeper into the temple. The very air we encounter is filled leg high with a wispy black presence, yet it has no substance and does not seem to be effected by my holy symbol and faith. We trek on. Corim and Slyl find a secrete door that leads down a wide stairway. At the bottom is an orc that has embraced the necromancy arts. He has three towns’ people on chains attached to his waist. Slyl attacks and a town’s woman attached to this orc takes the brunt of the damage. I attack the orc’s chains and free one of his captives. Everyone else Corim and Slyl do the same and the towns folk are freed and safe. The orc dies a quick death, which is more than he deserves. We check several chambers and find no other orcs. Corim, Slyl, and Pavel move ahead to scout out the chambers down the hall. They discover what appear to be the orc leader and an important cohort. They are talking about some of their plans.

Respite Run - Day 2

2 Mirtul, 1373 - late night
Tyr is with us. The orc leader led his troops down the next valley. Well, that’s what it sounded like. I can’t seem to see or hear anything. It’s dark and I am too far away. The rain is relentless I don’t know how everyone else is getting around. I’ve had to feel my way around in between the flashes of lighting. Thank Tyr that Corim and Slyl are crafty and stealthy enough to approach the filthy goblin and orc group and listen in. Their report was as I had hoped. Alyona is tied up in the temple with the spire and it’s just up the hill past the camp. The group that is left behind is not going to trouble us for long. I just need to get everyone into position so we can coordinate our efforts and keep things quiet. Suddenly I hear the sound of an arrow, then the familiar sound of weapon and armor dancing their epic dance. I charge into battle. “SO MUCH FOR SUBTLY!” I can’t believe the lack of discipline. We never really talked about tactics. I guess we will soon. Even in the dark, my sword finds its home in the hide of an orc. Now the battle will be swift and sure. Wait, just when I thought I could not see, I find myself in blackness. Some kind of magic has taken what little light was left. I saw something like this yesterday at the three torches. I hope those “adventurers” aren’t back. I’m going in blind and hoping for the best. The best happens, one more goblin down, I think. I decide to skirt the darkness. From the sounds I hear I think things are going well. Why are the rest of them are running right at me? I think they’re routing. I cut two of them down in one blow. May all my foes taste my blade so completely.

Kelestri is already on her way toward the spire where Alyona is held. I wonder, why is she so intense about her? There more to that story I think. We run to the temple spire. Something hurt Corim. The darkness is too much; I can’t see the entrance to the temple from here. I can tell that Leif can. I’ll wait to see what he does. Corim is saying something about a trap. I hope he doesn’t mean we are going into a trap. I see some figures at the entrance to the temple. If I’m fast they won’t know what hit them. I charge in, but a blast of magic hits me square in the chest. The attack only means I need to move in faster. A second blast finds me. I finally get close enough to attack and hit the skeleton. They look like the skeletons from the three torches, but this one took my best hit. I can’t seem to stop it. Its good thing Kelestri’s sword is ready. Why is it glowing green? It doesn’t matter now. She seems to drop them without much effort. I’m pleased to see such skill among my new associates. I see another skeleton and he looks like he’s going to blast me. I hit the dirt. Kelestri takes it out before it could cast. Eragon is on me with a healing potion. He starts to cradle my head and give me the potion. He a bit surprised as I grab it from him and drink. I wonder if he thought I was almost lost.

Everyone else is inside of the temple and I start to enter too. This looks like a temple to Mystra, but there are strange things here. I see Alyona is safe now. She is so grateful she even offers here healing potions to us. It’s a good thing Kelestri found her backpack. We need to get her home, but first we must know why these orcs and goblins are here and what plans they have for this temple. The alter has some ruins that Kelestri can read. As she spoke them a secret door opens under the slab Alyona was tied to. I bar the doors and lead everyone down, maybe there’s a way out that we can use. There are many cobwebs here, good this can only mean the orcs haven’t found this place. It’s a sanctuary and crypt with a portcullis. There are some useful items here, and some are magical. I hope there are some answers here for us. Kelestri is arguing with Eragon about a broach. Why must they be so petty? I see Kelestri is very stubborn. Kelestri is not acting very logical; she gave the broach to Alyona. There’s nothing left to see here. I hope some of these items we found will explain things. If not I hope they are useful. I’m glad no one wanted to loot the dead here they were all honorable and deserve to rest in peace. We need to get Alyona back to Respite Run.

We gathered up our findings and came out of the secret room into the magical darkness. I finally confirmed that Corim is responsible for this. I explain to him that it makes the battle harder for me and probably others and asked him to do something different with his talent. He seems agreeable. I open the barred door of the temple and head out. The rest of the group follows. There are some Orcs ahead. I charge in and attack. Everyone else follows and they are no match for us. We gather up the horses and head into Respite Run. The Three Torches is somewhat quiet as I run by trying to find Oolathana. It turns out she’s in The Three Torches. Leaf is on stage singing our praises and telling our tale. I think he is very entertaining but he embellishes a lot. Everyone is happy to see Alyona safe. We need to head out soon. Manyoaks is in danger and I think we can stop it. Alyona is insisting on coming with us, Bromar is staying with his wife and forge, and Eragon is not interested in leaving for Manyoaks. He has other pressing issues he has not shared with us. Alyona is a little young to plunge into danger, but Kelestri is keeping her safe. I can tell Bromar is temped to go with us, but he is committed to his obligations. He is honorable.

Animosus Level 2

Male Human Paladin of Tyr LV2 LG Medium Age 17 Born 1356 – Year of the Worm
Init: +5; Senses: Listen +5, Spot +1
Languages: Damaran (Dethek), Common (Thorass), Aglarondan, Dwarven, Elven, Orc
AC 21, Touch 11, Flat-Footed 20
HP 18 (2 HD) Immune: disease
Fort +7, Ref +4, Will +3 Spd 20 ft.
Melee: Great Sword +6 (2D6+3/19-20)
Ranged: Composite Long Bow +4 (1d8/x3)
Combat Gear: Potion of Cure light Wounds
Base Atk +2, Grp +5 Atk Options: normal Invocations Known: n/a
Spell-Like Abilities: Aura of Good, Detect evil, Smite Evil 1/day, Lay on hands 4HP x 3, Divine Grace, Aura of Will 30' rad (armor)
Abilities: Str 12(16), Dex 12, Con 11, Int 16, Wis 13, Cha 18(19) (with armor)
Feats: Improved Init, Weapon Focus (Great Sword),
Proficiency (Simple Weapons), Proficiency Armor (Heavy, Medium, Light)
Skills: Appraise 3, Balance 1, Bluff 4, Climb 1, Concentration 0, Craft (Armor) 3, Craft (Weapon) 3, Diplomacy 8, Disguise 4, Escape Artist 1, Forgery 3, Gather Information 4, Handle Animal 6, Heal 8, Hide 1, Intimidate 4, Jump 1, Knowledge (Religion) 7. Listen 5, Move Silently 1, Profession (Siege Engine) 2, Profession (Herbalist) 2, Ride 4, Search 3, Sense Motive 1, Spot 1, Survival 1, Swim 1, Use Rope 1
Possessions: Plate mail of Strength and Command, Great Sword, Composite Long Bow, 20 Masterwork Arrows, Holy Symbol (Tyr),
Tactics: Avoid a fight if reasonable. When it is not: evaluate the battle situation. Decide if it is suicide and if not have at it.
The time to take counsel of your fears is before you make an important battle decision. That's the time to listen to every fear you can imagine! When you have collected all the facts and fears and made your decision, turn off all your fears and go ahead.
Here is the beginning of philosophy: a recognition of the conflicts between men, a search for their cause, a condemnation of mere opinion, and the discovery of a standard of judgment.

Respite Run - Day 2

2 Mirtul, 1373
We continued the services for Unther Ravenhealm. So many of Unther’s friends arrived that all of the rooms at The Three Torches were full. They shared stories with everyone at the House of Tyr’s Hand. I was sad that I did not get to know Unther. Several of us carried his casket outside and down the street to the awaiting pyre. Suddenly without warning arrows pierced the air. They were aimed at Marina, Unther’s widow, and only luck prevented more than one arrow from striking her. I quickly attended to her wounds and while shielding her. I carried her into the House of Tyr’s Hand and used my holy gifts to heal her. Corim and Slyl ran to find where the arrows came from. Kelestri protected Aliona, Unther’s daughter by using herself to shield her. Corim and Slyl showed up with the thug and handed him off to Thormund the town constable. We then continued the procession to the pyre.
Inside the Three Torches we ate dinner and waited for the dusk. I tipped the scales of Tyr displayed in the Three Torches to show a return to balance. Bechier, a Cloak of Mumister, arrived with a letter giving him permission to search Marina’s home. Her home is a section of the Three Torches. We helped Marina send Bechier and his two cohorts on their way refusing to allow the search. We talked about why they wanted to search Marina’s home when Bromar showed up with a clue. A unburned page from Unther’s journal.
I decided to walk around the Three Torches to patrol and was attacked by a skeleton. I quickly destroyed it and ran inside to warn by group. As I entered I witnessed the group fighting several more skeletons. Leaf took care on one, as did Corim. I handled a couple myself. I then realized there was some noise in the part of the Three Torches that is Marina’s home. Kelistri, Slyl and Corim were fighting Bechier and company. I ran in and took Bechier down while taking the brunt of a nasty spell he was casting. Soon there was order again. We went to see Thormund and get an explanation. He was almost dead. Thormund was attacked by Bechier and forced to provide the document.
A Cleric of Kelemovor came to give a sermon and we lit the pyre. It burned well even in the rain that had fallen all day. It turns out that some magic was keeping the area dry and an air elemental was used to send the smoke strait up into the air like a pillar. As the pyre burned Kelistri realized that Aliona was missing.
The search was on Kelistri was extremely upset and was the first to run for Aliona’s room. Marina confirmed that she packed up her belonging and left. Aragon remembered that she spent a fair amount of time looking at a map and talking about adventure. At 15 years old this is a little inappropriate, especially alone. We procured horses from the stable. I hope they don’t mind, well return them later. We then headed north into the forest and ran into a goblin and some Worgs. We took them down hard, and realized there was one recently dead. Apparently we were on the right trail; the burns on the goblin corpse must be Aliona’s magical work. We traveled a little further and found an orc camp. The camp was occupied by eight rather drunk orcs. We were about to attack when the thunder of an army of orcs arrived. We listened and watched carefully. We discovered Aliona is held in a temple just up the hill. We also learned that there is more going on in theses woods than orcs plotting attacks.

Animosus Level 1

Male Human Paladin of Tyr LV1 LG Medium Age 17 Born 1356 – Year of the Worm
Init: +5; Senses: Listen +5, Spot +1
Languages: Damaran (Dethek), Common (Thorass), Aglarondan, Dwarven, Elven, Orc
AC 21, Touch 11, Flat-Footed 20
HP 10 (1 HD)Immune: disease
Fort +6, Ref +4, Will +3 Spd 20 ft.
Melee: Great Sword +3 (2D6+3/19-20)
Ranged: Composite Long Bow (1d8/x3)
Combat Gear: Potion of Cure light Wounds
Base Atk +1, Grp +2 Atk Options: normal Invocations Known: n/a
Spell-Like Abilities: Aura of Good, Detect evil, Smite Evil 1/day, Aura of Will 30' rad (armor)
Abilities: Str 12(16), Dex 12, Con 11, Int 16, Wis 13, Cha 18(19) (with armor)
Feats: Improved Init, Weapon Focus (Great Sword),
Proficiency (Simple Weapons), Proficiency Armor (Heavy, Medium, Light)
Skills: Appraise 3, Balance 1, Bluff 4, Climb 1, Concentration 0, Craft (Armor) 3, Craft (Weapon) 3, Diplomacy 8, Disguise 4, Escape Artist 1, Forgery 3, Gather Information 4, Handle Animal 6, Heal 8, Hide 1, Intimidate 4, Jump 1, Knowledge (Religion) 7. Listen 5, Move Silently 1, Profession (Siege Engine) 2, Profession (Herbalist) 2, Ride 4, Search 3, Sense Motive 1, Spot 1, Survival 1, Swim 1, Use Rope 1
Possessions: Plate mail of Strength and Command, Great Sword, Composite Long Bow, 20 Masterwork Arrows, Holy Symbol (Tyr)
Tactics: Avoid a fight if reasonable. When it is not: evaluate the battle situation. Decide if it is suicide and if not have at it.
The time to take counsel of your fears is before you make an important battle decision. That's the time to listen to every fear you can imagine! When you have collected all the facts and fears and made your decision, turn off all your fears and go ahead.
Here is the beginning of philosophy: a recognition of the conflicts between men, a search for their cause, a condemnation of mere opinion, and the discovery of a standard of judgment.

Respite Run - Day 1

2 Mirtul, 1373
After making arrangements with a caravan I arrived in Respite Run. I met Oolathana at the House of Tyr’s Hand. We prayed and I had a spontaneous arcane convergence. Magical lights appeared and it was because of me. I met Kelestri and Bromar two blacksmiths. They fitted the ceremonial armor for the service. The armor wasn’t ceremonial it was incredibly strong and beautiful and even magical. I met Marina and Aliona, Unther’s wife and daughter. I also met Aragon, Leaf, Slyl, and Corim. They all seem to be from radically different families.

• Kelestri is a very strong willed human woman. She knows a lot about working metal. She isn’t shy about giving her opinion.
• Aragon is a Human Cleric but hasn’t said much about his beliefs.
• Leaf is a Half-Elf Bard he is very friendly, but not very serious. He does seem to have a good heart.
• Slyl is a very hard to read. He doesn’t talk at all and there is something strange about him.
• Corim is friendly enough. He seems to have an affinity for sneaking around I am unsure of his race. I think he might have affiliation with some kind of rouge, but it is not polite to ask about such things.

After meeting each other we headed to the Three Torches, the best inn in Respite Run, for lunch and discussion. We found rooms and talked about handling various duties for Unther’s funeral service. Then a delivery came for Marina. The person tried to change the terms of their arrangement and collect more coin than agreed on. Corim convinced him it was a bad idea. I noticed a “Z” etched into the crate he brought, the sign of the Zentarium. They are a seedy merchant guild. I am surprised that Marina would buy from them, but it is impolite to pry. An hour later a group of rough looking “adventures” showed up and started to demand free food and drink. Once again Corim stepped in. He cast a spell that made the room go completely dark and we chased them off. Then a group of shady characters, Cloaks and Swords of Mulminster, stopped by the three torches and asked where was Unther being laid out. I pointed them to The House of Tyr’s Hand. Hours later we discovered that someone forced their way into The House of Tyr’s Hand. They killed Justice and Valor the temple dogs and killed Guardi. They even broke the jaw of Unther’s corpse. We set things right and decided to stay on watch to keep things safe.

Back in Respite Run

1 Mirtul, 1373 - HOLY DAY
I was finally home after spending over a year at the House of Tyr’s Hand, the temple of Tyr in Respite Run. I was shocked to receive a letter from Oolathana, my mentor. She requested my presence at the House of Tyr’s Hand. Tragically Unther Ravenhealm has passed on. He was a good benefactor to the House of Tyr’s Hand and tradition demands that he receive an honor guard. I have my first official charge. It is good to be able to pray among my peers. My family honors Tyr, but it not the same as in the temple. I feel closer to Tyr here.

Animosus: Special Memories

After my second year at the temple I was allowed to return home for a break. After returning home to a warm welcome I started to help out with various tasks with our home and business. MIRNA as usual was giving me a hard time. I decided to cast detect evil on her and said, “that’s strange, I thought for sure you were evil.” MIRNA was not at all amused. She did ease up on me for a while. Years ago my father GLAR was doing some business with a merchant from far away lands. After a couple of days it became obvious that they were unscrupulous. He canceled negotiations with them even though he needed to sell off his inventory desperately. I asked him why he would give up a chance to make some needed profit and get rid of some extra inventory. He said, “The profit you make today may be less than the price you pay later.” I never forgot this lesson. It turned out that they were arrested months latter for various crimes and the merchants who dealt with them lost their inventory or were even charged with crimes. My brother PAVLE was in a fight and almost lost his life. There was a group of thugs that were extorting various merchants. They were promising to burn down stores and kill merchants who would not pay them off. PAVLE’s friend Hermies owned a business that was targeted. Hermies could not pay them off because business was slow. PAVLE helped guard the store and was there the night the thugs tried to burn it down. PAVLE killed one of them in a very serious fight. The rest backed off, but later caught up with him and back stabbed him. He healed up and because of his courage he was able to identify his attackers and prove the person he killed was worthy of such treatment. From this I learned many things. Those who trade off safety for security deserve neither. This applies to the other merchants who just paid off the thugs. Those who kill in the name of justice will be righteous. This applies to my brother PAVLE who was awarded for his bravery.

Animosus Constans "The Harbinger of Justice"

I can trace my lineage back six generations to Damara royalty. My grand father, BOR CONSTANS, was in the 12 years war in the year of the bright blade (1347DR). At the battle of the Ford of Goliad King Virdin Blood-Feathers army fell to the Witch-King of Vaasa, King Zhengyi, a lich. MIRNA CONSTANS my grandmother was a desperate widow. The undead armies, Orcs, and goblins overran their lands. She was forced to flee. Because of her hurry to find safety much of the wealth they had acquired was lost. The children were safe and secure, but in southern Vaasa without any holdings or favor with the new King Dragonsbane. Although King Dragonsbane is very popular and very honest he refused to recognize the title and holdings of my family. It seems he felt that the kingdom was lost under Blood-Feathers and was won by Dragonsbane and he owed a lot to the knights that served him in war. My grandmother was welcomed by friends, but still had no lands each of her children had to find a new home. This lead my family to a move to The Vast. I am the 5th born of 8 children, 3 girls and 5 boys.The Family is very involved in trade as a merchant house. This started with the NEBOJSA family. They have traded as far away as Waterdeep. The family never sells to the public they only transport and trade with other merchants. The NEBOJSA family has some cargo ships when my parents married the business trade opened up from the merger. This led to some speculation that it was a marriage of convenience. As I personally know, my parents truly love each other and all of their children. My older brothers PAVLE and DUŠAN as well as my older sister MIRNA are being groomed to take over the business. This occupies a fair amount of their time. They also spend time being tutored in math, geography, and various languages. PAVLE is shorter than me and has darker hair, but we look like brothers. He has a lot of patience and is very serious. He usually gets a joke but rarely laughs at it. DUŠAN is a little taller than me, but thinner. His hair is curly, but the same color as mine. DUŠAN is the most fun of anyone I know. He can tell stories for hours and knows all the best jokes. He loves to play games with the rest of the family and even the neighbor children. He isn’t as serious about his studies and yet gets by well. DUŠAN is very good with a sword and taught me the basics when I was young. As we grew up we were inseparable. MIRNA looks a lot like my mother, but that’s about where the similarity ends. I don’t think she evil, but she has a mean streak I cannot comprehend. She will hold on to the littlest insult or taunt and give a payback that is ten fold. She usually does it when you least expect it. She also never gets caught doing it, so father thinks she’s and angel. I remember her hiding my boots and letting me look for them for half the day. This made me late to meet my father, and when I told him why I was late he said that MIRNA would never do such a thing. He said I should apologize to her for saying things like that behind her back. Later on he made me apologize to her and of coarse she forgave me.My father is GLAR CONSTANS he is thin and with age getting gray. He is my height, but getting a belly. I think he loves his ale too much, although I almost never see him get drunk. He is always encouraging all of us kids. He runs the family trade business “Vast Trade” and is introducing all of his business acquaintances to PAVLE, DUŠAN, and MIRNA. I hope he finds MIRNA a suitor far away from home, but I hope he is nice to her. I here the sword coast is nice this time of year. My mother VECA, her maiden name was NEBOJSA, is very small. I think I’m almost a foot taller than her, yet no one would dare talk back to her. She has very light brown hair, and isn’t getting nearly as gray as my father. She keeps the house these days and weaves some nice lace that she likes to give as gifts to friends and family. None of us boys want anything to do with it, but I still have a handkerchief she made me. Not that that’s common knowledge.I am fortunate because I did not have the same obligations as the rest of my family. Instead I went to the temple of Tyr to study the true path. My neophyte year was very special. I met my mentor Lady Oolathana a middle-aged woman with short brown hair and brown eyes. She always smells of lilac and wears the robes of Tyr. She once said to me that I have an unusual quality to my soul and my gifts were strong. I figured this was told to everyone to encourage him or her. After some inquires I found out this was not the case. I made friends with Caisaadi Tigersoul a beautiful cleric in training. She has red hair and green eyes and seems exotic to me. She has a quiet voice and is wise beyond her years. I admire here dedication to her studies. We spent some time together studying and we helped each other through the various trials. She has trouble remembering the “enemies of truth”. It has become a running joke to ask her to list them and see her squirm. I also became great friends with Xavendithas Songsteel a hardy defender of faith. He is taller than me and has blond hair and blue eyes. He has a funny accent that I mentioned when we first met. He pointed out that there a many different accents for this area and mine was more unusual than his. I wasn’t sure how to take the comment, but than he just hit me on the shoulder and I realized he was kidding, a little. He is a very dedicated cleric and yet knows how to have a good time. He talked me into using the bastard sword as my preferred weapon. I also became a little better than him with it. It is something he likes to down play. He promises to keep in touch after we start missions, but he is headed north. I hope we cross paths again. In The Vast Tyr is not as prominent as some of the other deities, but that will change. I want to make sure it does.In my spare time I have guarded some caravans for my family. I have sailed to several ports and traveled over the West Mountains as well. My sister MIRNA is a slave driver. I can’t wait until she gets married. She is not nice to me. On the other hand my brother DUŠAN is my best friend. I cannot imagine not being there for him.