The Salderine Empire

From the journal of Emthyra Berriel, entry 5

I will be quick as we have little time to waste. Here are the important details.

1.We have saved the child from the goblins.
2.Roderick fell down a cliff.
3.Rasharr and Meelu have returned.

That is all. May the blessings of Ilmater be with you.

From the journal of Emthyra Berriel, entry 4

I have little time but I wanted to record the events from the last few hours. Due to the irresponsible actions of some of my group members, we had brought a goblin raid upon the village of Meadhollow. The goblins set several areas ablaze and horrifyingly, kidnapped an innocent young girl. As our group set out to aid the village put out the flames, we gleaned information about the goblins whereabouts. We were met the with decision to go fight the goblins or engage in genocide. I chose the former.

As we set off, Melmo joined us. I was at first doubtful of her ability to aid us, but she proved me wrong in my initial assesment. At the goblin camp, we attempted to stealthily enter unseen, and enter an old ruin. However, much to my chagrin, the clanging of my chainmail armor alerted the goblins to our presence. After defeating them in combat, we made our way to the ruins. The doors were barred, but Sim was able to enter through a crack in the wall. Sim was met by two goblin guards, but I was able to break the doors down using my bull strength spell.

We were met with another group of goblins that we were able to vanquish, and we have fortified the ruins so that we may rest. There is an entryway to go underground, and that most assuredly is our next move.

Until next time, may the blessings of Ilmater be with you.

From the Journal of Emthyra Berriel, entry 3

Hello Journal,

Despite my feelings towards the majority of my party, we indeed took upon us another mission. Cedrine, the local cleric of Shantea, along with some of her followers, had driven some undead creatures into a burial mound. They had apparently made it into or close to town, and Cedrine would not stand for them near her town. There was much commotion which woke the majority of the townspeople and my party. The majority of the group had made it to the site before me, and Cedrine was addressing the situation with them. She would allow us to enter the burial site, but only if we promised not to remove anything from the dead buried there. I had no problem with this condition, but I knew other members of my party would stop at nothing to grab whatever they like.

I vowed to keep them from taking anything from the sacred burial site. As we descended into the darkness, I took the point position and used the my light spell to illuminate the Bookonomicon. He was less then pleased, but I wanted him to feel like part of the group. We came upon skeletons of varying size and difficulty, ghouls, wights, and more skeletons. While we were able to work together and defeat the said enemies, I still had my own vow to uphold, and I would not allow anyone to touch or take anything. While moving through a room with a deep cistern, the water started to glow purple and green. Roderick, after removing his armor, swam down to see what was there. When he returned, he explained that there was a crystal skull glowing with negative energy. It was more than likely the cause of the undead rising. I then removed my armor and pack, and jumped in to grab the skull. The damned thing injured me, but I was able to destroy it with a healing spell.

While exiting, the party noticed the skeleton of a grave robber. They wanted to take his gear, but I denied them the pleasure. Unfortunately, I am not one to argue with a 500 lb tiger when he wants a backpack for his mistress. At this point, Roderick noticed a sword on the skeleton and asked if he could have it. At that point, I gave in and left the tomb. I explained to Cedrine what we found and what we fought, and made my way back to town. I now have to get ready for the feast and festivities, so with the blessing of Ilmater, I leave you for now.

From the Journal of Emthyra Berriel, entry 2

Hello journal,
I am quite disappointed with myself. I have let Ilmater down today. Not only that, and I know this may come as a shock to you, but I believe some of my new friends may be more callous than I had originally thought.

In our quest to raid the tower of Hurlan, we had explored the entire space, and I again fell victim to a trap. An iron cobra no less! Will I ever learn? Anyway, we ran into a blue 9’ foot tall demoness of sorts, Xydeka, and I was able to acquire a green robe! It was all very exciting. However, the most exciting find was the Bookonomicon. It is an enchanted tome with the power of speech! I had never known such a book existed.I have taken it upon myself to be his protector of sorts, as I am sure he has no desire to be kept in a library for another 900 years. He can be loud and opinonated, but he has good intentions I am sure.

Upon our exit from the tower, the whole structure disappeared. The Bookonomicon told that Hurlan turned the tower off, or something to that effect. On our way back to Meadhollow, we came upon a group of goblins. They were slain in combat, save for one. Argoth thought it would be prudent to take one hostage and ask it questions about the knolls and kobolds. There is some sort of situation going on between those groups, and he wanted to investigate it further. Upon our return to Meadhollow, I left the group to put my affairs in order and secure my lodgings. Upon my arrival to the wooded glade that the goblin had been left, he was still tied up and under the watch of Rasharr. The poor creature was a snivelling mess, and was finally questioned when I threatened to let him go. Unfortunately, this is where I let down my order. Instead of taking the situation into my own hands and releasing the suffering creature myself, I let my friends proceed as they saw fit. And instead of letting him go when they were finished with him, they murdered him in cold blood. He was a hostage, and we treated him brutally for no reason. I blame myself for this mess, and the matter weighs heavy on my heart.

I am unsure of how to maintain my relationship with this group, as they have shown me how savage they can be. With the exception of Roderick, who was not present when any of this transpired. They show no remorse, no guilt, as if they were just in their actions. Though I let him down, I am praying that Ilmater will bestow upon me insight and reflection on the matter. Should I continue with them at the expense of my beliefs? Or should I disband and hope that another group of travellers will come through, perhaps a party with moral integrity?

This day has left me so exhausted mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. It would be best if I had some rest. So with the blessings of Ilmater, I say until next time journal.

my dyury

i will try sumthing new and rite about stuff. i see the others do it, so maybe there is a point. these are strange peeple i have met. the healing wuman is nice and she smells like lavender and warm grass. the devil man smells like a hot forge but he is not the bad sort of devil and seem kwite clever. they r not pray but they r also not hunters. the small elf theif he is maybe pray. he smells like lies and rashaaar does not trust him so i do not trust him. the nice woman has asked me not to kill him, so i wont for rite now. the other is qyet and wears a scarf over his face. maybe he has scars if he does have scars from battle he shud show them and be proude.

From the Journal of Emthyra Berriel

Hello journal,
I apologize for the extended absence; I can’t believe it’s already Mayuary! I have literally had the most exciting past few days. Not only have I made some new friends, I have also been wielding my clerical skills quite masterfully! The new friends I have made are Milu, Argoth, and Roderick. And maybe even Sim. They are all quite different in personality, but they are all very nice…in their own unique ways.

Milu is quite tenacious and spirited, and even has a tiger, Rasharr. They are literally the most intimidating pair I have ever met; very wild and ferocious. I would explain some of their abilities, but I would literally rather chew glass then remember some of the horrors I’ve been trying to forget. All that aside, I cannot imagine getting through some of the battles we have been in without them.

Argoth is very quiet and mysterious, but I think he may be shy. He seems a bit older (or maybe just an old soul?), and he wears a mask to cover his face for some reason, so maybe he has bad teeth? I think it would be rude to ask. He seems to have some inclination to magic, but I have yet to assess his true abilities. He seems to have good soul, and I think we can work together well.

Roderick is a tiefling. He is even red with horns, but still quite handsome! You can’t miss him. He is quite intelligent and wields some incredible magic. He even saved me from a magnetized crystal! I felt quite embarressed being attached to the thing, and it really bruised my boo… chest. It literally knocked the wind right out of me! I did get to return the favor however; when we ran into some lemures, some low level devils, I was able to protect him from evil.

Sim is…well he’s… um, troubled? He doesn’t quite seem to fit in with the group and he makes me very uncomfortable, more so than any other rogue I’ve met. He literally does not know what’s good for him. He seems to put himself in very precarious situations, and I a can’t discern why. It’s not like he’s some evil genius, that’s for sure. Hopefully he will settle down with time and adjust to the party.

Anyway, I have been learning some new things, fighting new monsters, and am seeing more of this great world! Hopefully I am doing my family proud. I will have to write to them now, so with the blessings of Ilmater, I say goodnight journal.

From the Journal of Roderick Usher

Today was trying. The group found its way to the archmage’s tower. When we arrived we were greeted by an empty room, but by exploring the basement we were able to see that a lever to proceed had been locked by some sort of magical crystal. Much to her chagrin, Emthyra discovered that the crystal was magnetic in nature when it slammed her into itself due to her armor. After extricating herself, I noticed an unusual heat coming from it and cast a ray of frost at it. Evidently this worked, as the crystal changed color and reversed polarity, pushing instead of pulling metal towards it. Upon ascending the stairs we encountered three gibbering masses of flesh, Emthyra tells me they are called.. Lemures. We evidently set off some sort of security system. They proved to be rather difficult to kill, all of our attacks seemed to just bounce off of their flesh. Our guide had to come assist us due to our.. troubles with the Lemures.

We decided to retire for the night and attempt the remainder of the tour tomorrow. As I sit here preparing, I find that I mistrust that merchant who sent us on this quest more and more. This area seems to be under siege by dark forces. Ettercaps, large spiders, and more. We shall have to remain aware and prepare better for our next attempt.


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