08-22-2019, 01:18 AM
Date still unknown.
Since coming to this isle I feel as I have developed and grown. My scripting has improved vastly as I have spent many an evening copying scrolls.
Jata feels they are nothing more than boring and bothersome but I've learned much in a short period of time from them.
I found a manuscript as well, well more a personal journal, though it did only contain one page the implications of that singular page is astounding.
It was a diary from an orc or goblin. It is difficult to say which. The Book was found by the original party in a troll.. yes in a troll so it either found it and decided it was good food.. or it ate the original writer.
This individual orc or goblin that had written the page stated simply "Ate an elf, good day." And even signed its name.
Hep was extremely excited to receive this book. I felt rather accomplished in actually being able to aid in such a find.
I've been to some interesting places over the past few days. Underhill.. is a cave but not a cave.. seems to be a cave connecting to a secondary location full of danger and interesting structures.
We found a Castle full of undead. I'd love to spend hours studying the manuscripts and scrolls held within.
Last evening we found this temple? It held an actual library, guarded by two ancient wurms.
I shouldn't ramble as such and keep more precise records of my adventures and thoughts, but so much has happened since I found myself here...
I found a second manuscript full of.. arcane forumli. These all seeming to deal with death and balance of life and death.
I spoke one of the formuli and felt the stranges of pull and tingling sensation in my body and suddenly this large dark wolf stepped from the ether. I've yet to understand them all fully.. but many of the formuli are capable of instilling great pain and damage against a living creature.
I should speak of joining the Order of the Silver Key. This order much like old is dedicated to the pursuit of Knowledge and guardianship of such for the betterment of all.
Lead by Hep, I would attempt to script her full name but I've already dumped myself in a hole for calling Gnomes evil little creatures not realizing that her short stature.. meant she was exactly that.. A Gnome.
She took it in good jest, and I offered repartition in the form of her kicking me in the shins. I hope she does not take up the said offer but accepts my apology as sincere as it is... My shins are not keen to be kicked.
My studies of metal and metallurgy progress well, my armor all hand forged by my own hand. I shall continue to work on this as I feel it will be beneficial in the long run.
The sun has set long ago and the night grows long... I should seek some rest.
Since coming to this isle I feel as I have developed and grown. My scripting has improved vastly as I have spent many an evening copying scrolls.
Jata feels they are nothing more than boring and bothersome but I've learned much in a short period of time from them.
I found a manuscript as well, well more a personal journal, though it did only contain one page the implications of that singular page is astounding.
It was a diary from an orc or goblin. It is difficult to say which. The Book was found by the original party in a troll.. yes in a troll so it either found it and decided it was good food.. or it ate the original writer.
This individual orc or goblin that had written the page stated simply "Ate an elf, good day." And even signed its name.
Hep was extremely excited to receive this book. I felt rather accomplished in actually being able to aid in such a find.
I've been to some interesting places over the past few days. Underhill.. is a cave but not a cave.. seems to be a cave connecting to a secondary location full of danger and interesting structures.
We found a Castle full of undead. I'd love to spend hours studying the manuscripts and scrolls held within.
Last evening we found this temple? It held an actual library, guarded by two ancient wurms.
I shouldn't ramble as such and keep more precise records of my adventures and thoughts, but so much has happened since I found myself here...
I found a second manuscript full of.. arcane forumli. These all seeming to deal with death and balance of life and death.
I spoke one of the formuli and felt the stranges of pull and tingling sensation in my body and suddenly this large dark wolf stepped from the ether. I've yet to understand them all fully.. but many of the formuli are capable of instilling great pain and damage against a living creature.
I should speak of joining the Order of the Silver Key. This order much like old is dedicated to the pursuit of Knowledge and guardianship of such for the betterment of all.
Lead by Hep, I would attempt to script her full name but I've already dumped myself in a hole for calling Gnomes evil little creatures not realizing that her short stature.. meant she was exactly that.. A Gnome.
She took it in good jest, and I offered repartition in the form of her kicking me in the shins. I hope she does not take up the said offer but accepts my apology as sincere as it is... My shins are not keen to be kicked.
My studies of metal and metallurgy progress well, my armor all hand forged by my own hand. I shall continue to work on this as I feel it will be beneficial in the long run.
The sun has set long ago and the night grows long... I should seek some rest.