new owner, new power?

That could have gone worse… luckily no one died, however it got really REALLY close.

After a good night's rest in mother's cell/room we began to gear up, even mom had some equipment that she either had before or gathered over the years. She pulled them out of a bunch of secret cabinets and spaces from a bunch of random spots around the room. My favorite was the bookshelf one; she moved a few books and a back panel, pulling out a pair of forearm guards. (I mean that's about what I would expect from my mother, she is a swift and sharp thinker. Even though she raised me through a proxy it really doesn't seem like anything is different) After gearing up we were allowed to leave the cell and proceed up a staircase. It was assumed that the staircase would take us up to the roof in order to perform the Awakening ritual. While we went up I whipped up some magic in order to speak with my mother more privately. (At the time… ow, “mom! Please, not too tight with the wrappings.” okay… yes at the time I didn't want my friends to know my insane idea. At the point in time I was in question of my mental state) I told her my plan to overthrow the Dragon, well it wasn't really a plan she sorta just guessed after I said I needed some help… and honestly I was waiting for her to talk me out of it. She didn't, in fact it was more like a subtle encouragement. I made it really clear, I had no plan. So she suggested that we wait till after the Awakening to make it known so that Balasar would be… well, she put it more like… he would be more useful. Which… I mean… it would make sense from what little I did read from that section. (Which reminds me! I got two new books in this really cool sounding language, no problem reading it either. Almost as easy as speaking Elvish, and a little easier than the common language. However I feel a bit bad that Bek and Cal spent all that time translating the book for me… I looked at a book before I went to bed, it was in Gnomish so I about put it down, but then I noticed I understood the few words I glanced at so… I started reading and realized. I COULD READ IT! but my excitement died like a few seconds after, cause I woke up to everyone getting ready and me being pissy)

After it was all over I struggled to subtly tell them about my insane idea. And to try to convey how crazy it was I chose to use one of Cutter’s famous words, “barmy”, he used a few more before but I wouldn't want to seem like a berk. Surprisingly they didn't all look at me like I was an addlecove, Balasar jumped right into agreement. (I know Bek jokes around about some triangle thing going on, but I'm starting to think he may not be far off. Like that was REALLY fast) Xander was in agreement, but I think that was mainly because he didn't actually want to make a deal in the first place. Bek took agreement just between Xander and Balasar (I think I was the only one who heard him the first time, ‘cause Xander turned to him and said he was the only one left to agree or not. I'm glad there wasn't any attitude with the confusion)

Cutter was the real last one to fully agree. He was very clear that this was going to be a bad idea, and that it maybe should be done sometime else. But he wouldn't let us all go without him, (I think it was more he doesn't want anyone of us to do something that dumb alone, and I would agree. Even though I about did it, anyone trying to do something like that alone is truly a berk… I'm having too much fun with these words, they sound real neat) After the agreements were struck, we all headed back down.


(I seemed to miss a part, apparently my family has the equivalent to a family house guard that can be summoned by name. Which is pretty cool, I wonder if I could call him if I needed him? What was his name again…?)


Instead of passing past my mother's holding room we appeared in a ridiculously large cave-ish kind of room and standing at it's center were three Dragonborn and another one of those Battle Standards. They spoke… “Do you really wish to fight? Go back on the deal?” There was no hesitation, I stepped forward closer to them and replied… “Yes, I do.” They readied themselves into their stances. We shifted to ours; and the battle began… The fight held a lot of difficulty. The Dragonborn warriors were hard to hit… and hit really hard, without fail. Xander, Balasar, My mother, the guard and I held back to fend off the brunt force of these servants… In the meantime Bek and Cutter (Well I lost track of Cutter within the first 30 seconds, but I know where he ended up. I don’t remember him moving so fast before. Though I have noticed that he can “fade into the fog of battle”) headed toward the standard. It looked like Cutters was going to break it, but he totally failed. Bek, however, pulled it out then instantly placed it back in. Doing so I noticed a faint glow sparkle from the standard, and within the same instant I could move much faster than before. The Dragon’s warriors also became slower, much slower, the opportunities turned to our favor it seems. I told you Dragon, You’re DEAD! (sigh, it’s still there… man that feeling is- different…) Soon as there was an opening though they took it back, but luckily for us it wasn’t for long at all. Cutter pulled it out faster than the winds upon a mountain top, then tossed it like a spear near Xander. Who picked it up, placed it, and began to defend it fiercely. The openings right after that were so wide… so, they fell… almost pathetically… Cutter held onto one of them and it struggled with such power, just Cutter had more of it. That one got gutted… there was really no reason for it to struggle anymore. Tides turn… whether in favor or against… they will always shift. This moment it shifted for us… but before this battle’s atmosphere vaporized… a more terror filled aura filled the room. The pressure was massive… and it reeked- the others felt it… but not like I do. Heheh… Ahah HEHEH! FINALLY!!


(I… Don’t remember the fight… It’s really fuzzy… It’s not really in color either, like an incomplete memory that I didn't actually have… but from what I can piece together, we suffered a good amount of pain… The Dragon ate the standard… Everyone was reduced in their normal battle ability… Except Xander… he was in his zone… Mother was within her strengths as well… Me? Again… I don’t remember… but. I do remember the final strike. Right in that Dragon’s center! I rose up his height and struck him down… the Falcata pierced right through with such ease… Blood ran down the blade and hilt and onto my hand… What happened next… was more suffering than I have endured before. That I remember.)

I can’t breathe! It’s- really heavy. I can’t move. All I feel is the scales pressing hard onto me, and the blood trailing from the wound. I didn’t let go of the sword. My wrist doesn’t feel right at all, that pain is abnormally strong. I can’t catch much air, and even trying just hurts more and more. The ground pressing into my back… I can feel the stone with the bones of my spine. How long can I last? Are they trying to get me out? I can’t tell right now… this is how I die… suffocated by a dead dragon… Ashryn that’s really not how you’re going out, is it? No. It can’t be. I refuse… to die… right now… I… i……… is the… pressure let… letting off…? i cant tell at… all… not… for sure… maybe just… trying… i could… GASP!!!!!

(and just as I felt like, maybe that was it… everything lifted from me. All the weight was gone. I still couldn’t move, and I still can’t really move. It feels really sore to try. Balasar carried me out… Mother led us out of the collapsing plane. The tower was falling. Most of it at least. It seems that the Dragon and the tower had a connection that ceased when he died. In turn began the deconstruction process of the magical plane within the tower. It fell. Leaving behind the original version of the tower. Only six stories tall. Though I really wanted to overthrow that dragon, take what was his and what we gave him. Including the tower itself. I don’t feel it’s safe to check it out just yet… but Cutter and Xander are very, what’s a the phrase for it… dead set… on going in to find the horde. I just don’t want to fall asleep then wake up to half my friends, or even all of them, being dead because of that tower. Sigh… well on a whole other note, I had an idea… laying here gives me some time to really think on stuff… maybe… we could all benefit from the Enchantment ritual. Balasar got him a new weapon from the Dragonborn warriors. So why not get us all some extra upgrades… I feel like adding some heat to my Katars could really scorch the field. Heh. With Cutter trying to keep my mind cool with the barmy ideas, maybe frost up his dagger for him. Might help chill the intensity during a fight. Xander… eh- well actually I’m not sure what he would need or want. Maybe I’ll just hand him one of the books and tell him to read until he finds something that sounds cool to him.)

The lady in the tower
Tale of anger rage and hate

So here we are, trapped in a little room with this woman who says she is Ashryn's mom and the whole group is stuck in this world of disbelief.  I am all about just taking her head off since she is (1) the head of the magisterium and (2) called us here for this trap knowing Ashryn would follow her mother anywhere…. Even if it were a clone.  Well Ashryn has this massive breakdown and I let her know that I am going to follow her no matter what but trust is not just something that should be given out so I will be watching my back with this one.   Well after all the tears and everything, we all decide that it would be a good time to go to sleep and figure out what to do from there.
Morning comes and there is food for all of us…. Not sure how she did this but here there was tons of food for all of us to eat and next I hear Ashryn wants to take out the owner of the tower.  Killing dragons is not really something I want to do but this guy has it coming and with a few clicks and pops and hidden crawl spaces, ashryn's mom is armed to the T.  To be honest I would expect nothing less from someone who allowed the dragon to take them prisoner while they just sat there and gathered amounts of knowledge that would take a normal person years.  
So away we go and as we are leaving we run into three dragon born warriors and they drop down this battle standard.  We have seen this before or something very similar so the group decides it is time to begin the battle and we make not so quick work out of these three as they were skillful warriors.  None the less we vanquished our foes and I took the battle standard and ran with it.  As we entered the next room, the owner of the tower appears and we commence the battle.  
I go first being quick with the bow and draw back to take a shot and the dragon vanishes so I wait, and I wait and I wait.  Patience is not my thing so this is killing me but I finally get to let some shots off after the dragon reappears and destroys the standard.  Well I am not sure what everyone thought when we said we were killing a dragon, but apparently no one came prepared to fight something that doesn't actually stay on the ground other than me so I was the target till he realized that I moved to fast for him so he started bashing on the rest of the group.  Well as we are beating him nearly to death, Ashryn runs underneath and gives the killing blow in true dragon slayer form.  (It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen…. The rage the anger all let out in one blow) well apparently this was not the best idea because as the dragon died it fell on Ashryn.  Ballasr and cutter spent a bit of time lifting and moving the dragon as I came in and placed braces to attempt to hold the dragon using swords.  We finally got to Ashryn just as she was going out (and with pretty busted bones to boot) and saved her life with balaasar carrying her out.  Before we left I cut out both the dragons canine teeth to use as a memento of our victorious moment in time.  
We leave the tower as it is collapsing around us to find a spot to rest for the next couple of days so maybe Ashryn can heal before we venture any further down the road and look for Gerald if we are building this army or just have mommy dearest travel with the group…….

Game 15

So we slept in Tssani's cozy little "house arrest" room last night, and in the morning she somehow was able to make us all a decent breakfast.  The strange, and pretty cool part actually though, was when Tssani started going around her room, opening little hide holes and pockets of hidden closet space or shelves under her bed, dragging out what little adventuring gear should find and hind from her two-hundred year stint locked up here.  She put on some leather armor and grabbed a spear, and we left for the roof to complete Balasar's awakening.

The awakening didn't really last THAT long.  It felt a lot longer than it actually was, because Tssani would methodically place, adjust, check twice and then replace almost every single item she put out around the circle.  Incense, candles, small beads that would roll a half inch off its mark just to be picked back up two or three times and placed delicately back in its proper spot before it would move again, all with Balasar sitting in the direct center of everything, and even then he had to shift to the side a half inch probably three different times.  Tssani would then slowly and purposefully read off from a scroll to complete the ceremony, and, with a bright flash of blue-ish light, Balasar still sat in the center of the circle.  Nothing looked different, though it doesn't take someone in the magisterium to figure out that something WAS different about him.  Somehow this awakening mad him an adult.  Still, I really don't see the need for it, everyone else was handed a pin and told "congrats, you're an adult now", it just seems like the normal progression of things.  Anyway.

Ashryn tells us all that she want to kill the dragon, here and now, at the top of the tow.  Everyone is kind of surprised, and actually wants to go along with her.  I do my best to dissuade her, at least for now.  I'd follow her into a fight with a dragon, but only because it's suicide to go alone.  I'd much rather we all came back when we are ready to fight something that big, not just in scope but the idea of fighting a myth to the death, it's insane.  But, everyone else gives Ashryn the ok to go now, so I guess we all die together fighting this thing or maybe we'll luck out and only one or two of us bite the dust.

We descend back into the tower, even if we wanted to fight the dragon on the roof top, we couldn't, as the thing is imprisoned in its own tower and can't actually leave.  We expect to go past Tssani's room on the way down, but instead the hall opens up into a large open room with three dragonborn standing inside.  One says something along the lines of "you expect to leave and face our master, blah blah blah"; he gives us a speech about having to pass through them first basically.  It's a tough fight too, everyone is having a hard time actually hitting these guys, they've upped their defenses; they know how to fight and we're still trying to stand on our own feet at the best of times.  Bek and I run up to a standard that the dragonborn had planted, I figured it must be the same sort of thing that Gormogon and that fire magic doer had, so if it's giving the dragonborn a boost, I decided to get rid of it.  Didn't work out that way though, i tried to break the pole but it wouldn't budge.   Bek took it out of the ground and planted it for us, like now we're player capture the flag in the middle of a fight to the death.  One of the dragonborn takes it back though, and finally I'm able to remove it and toss it to Xander, who plants it for us and we manage to finally mop up these guys.

Our next fight was the dragon himself, and it's much more difficult than the fight we just had with the dragonborn, given that that fight wasn't really that easy either.  The dragon had enough room to move, which it used to its advantage, flying around and making it difficult, if not impossible, for most of us to even try to hit it.  I spend most of the fight trying to just chase after the thing; it can become invisible on top of fly above us to a different spot in the room.  I can't keep track of who's hurting it the most, but I know Ashryn, Tssani and Xander are the only ones able to even reach out and touch this thing.  All I can do is try to hit it with a sling bullet; poor Balasar is reduced to throwing spears and chasing after them when he misses the dragon.  Finally though, Ashryn manages to score a great sword strike on it, leaping into the air and plunging a blade deep into its side, but then, as a sort of final "screw you", the dragon falls right on top of Ashryn.

It takes the combined effort of myself, Xander and Balasar to lift and roll the dragon off of Ashryn, and it seems like we take too much time doing even that, dragons are big after all and that means they're heavy.  We barely get the thing off Ashryn, whose face is beat red and purple, I think even one more second and she'd have been gone.  She was definitely crushed by the fall, looked like a wrist was smashed, and I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't have at least one broken rib.  Balasar picks her up though and carries her out of the tower, and we find one of our old camping spots from one of our other run ins with the tower.  We're going to rest up, give Ashryn some time to be able to walk on her own again, but in the mean time, I think Xander and I are going back into the tower to look for the dragon's hoard.  Everyone seems to have forgotten, that's one of the main reasons why Ashryn wanted to kill the thing, she says we shouldn't let that thing have what we gave it. those primogenitor spheres.

An Emotional Set of Days...
soul reaping

I. Have. Never. Been. This. ANGRY! I swear upon my dying breath I will rip out his very SOUL if I have to! That BASTARD, he is a pathetic excuse for a dragon worth no more than mud under my boots!!! He seals away my MOTHER and expects me to just leave after a “deal.” YEAH RIGHT YOU USELESS, IDIOT WORM!!

The day before

My mother says that we can take Balasar to the glass tower in order to perform an awakening to gift him with a traditional gain of adulthood. We all agree to postpone the other plans to get this accomplished. Balasar has been through a lot, we’ve all been through a lot, but he deserves this. We begin our trip back down south, following the divides in the world’s ley lines. As learned previously the tower lays upon a strong node, which is an area that ley lines cross, and has been constructed in a way that an awakening would never fail if it is performed there.

Oddly the trip was very peaceful… nothing attacked us. And honestly that bugs me… I’ve been itching for another fight recently. Well, the tower is just ahead we need to go on through…


This is getting crazy, we finally caught a small break. It’s short but we got one. Those first fights turned out fine… I don’t exactly recall what those creatures are but they were puny in size and packed a powerful punch with their spells. They were mostly just annoying… I need something stronger. Two rounds of those buggers we pushed through, that second one I actually purposefully engulfed myself and the Imp creatures with a blazing fire… I’m just glad my clothes didn’t fully burn up again, I have no more spares. Awe… I singed the sleeves and bottoms of the garb, dang… the few rooms before have been troublesome, spinning balls in a bowl producing elemental properties combined with four “corner” pools that knocked Bek into the bowl multiple times. Both bowls I must add. I’m very sorry Bek, trust me I know what being burnt alive feels like. Both inside and out though, unless he swallowed some of that flaming oil he probably doesn’t burn that bad. But if he swallowed oil then he has more than just “hot things” to worry about. Next up Kobolds, oh boy! I do hate these ones, bright red little devils. I’m going to gut them open… If there’s anymore. It went quick though, they hit real hard and were also very hard to hit. Squirmy little things. Mother (AHHHRRRRRRGGGHHH!!!!!) dispatched a few without much problem, eventually they all were though. Again I said it was quick. OH GOSH!!! This break is about to end and fast! Are the walls? MOVING? Son of a bitch.


{Was that..? A scream?}


(Normally I would have a very detailed memory of key points… and I would have many… but this time I felt my life breakdown and then watched as it was finally brought back up… and just as my world finally made sense emotionally. It grew red.) My mother sat in a chair in a small room, another chair across from hers. Yet, she also stood behind us all. Face blanked out and emotionless. The one across the room spoke as I called out with concern, she offered me a seat. Bek was first to the seat and as he came upon it she insulted him, claiming the chair to be infested… Is this really her? I walked up to the chair Bek sat in… Infested. And politely, I asked him to get up so that I may sit. He did so, but in case something was going to go wrong I signaled to stay by my side next to the chair. Again he did so. She asked if I was thirsty, I replied with a nod, she waved her hand and snapped her fingers. Before us a table appeared with a teapot, cups, and sugar. She poured my cup, “Is it still two sugars?” again I nodded. She put in the cubes and handed me to cup, I looked back to the others. I was confused and they shared my feelings. Then we began our discussion. The first question regarded her being the leader of the Magisterium. She told us that she was still the leader but not the current acting leader and hasn’t been for two centuries. Which makes almost no sense to me… how was I- (you know now, don’t you?) …born. The questions led from there; how she ended up here, a brief why, then topped it off with many concerns of dealing with the Magisterium. My mother claimed then that she would never allow them to hunt us especially me. Shortly we went over our new current situation: we are trapped in this tower and all we could think of was offering up the crystals that we don’t plan on using. Almost in ignorance, mainly in sarcasm, I spoke outward as if the dragon could hear me. He heard my deal and responded, the first one was countered. The dragon wanted something other than the orbs that we were offering. Instead of the Dwarven and Draconic orbs he wanted the Elven crystal orb in exchange for our freedom. But that didn’t cover my mother’s freedom or Balasar’s Awakening. He turned down my challenge so I had to revert back to normal trade. So in exchange for my mother, we traded a thousand platinum pieces and one hundred and twenty residuum. In exchange for Balasar’s awakening, we paid another thousand platinum.


I began to break…. We were talking amongst ourselves… Xander was concerned and questioned the legitimacy of my mother… I- I understand he… had to. Just to make sure… he was being protective… but I broke down, I couldn’t deal with being a barrel of emotion and never blowing up with it. I couldn't deal with it! I couldn’t! Not even a little bit… There was such a small chance that she wouldn’t be my real mother. And it seemed like just then my whole life could just be some lie! Everything I grew up knowing, just instantly could just all be fake or fabricated… I couldn’t even fathom it. I began to cry… in front of everyone. I felt so stupid, and vulnerable… and hurt… I couldn’t hold back the tears they just trailed down my cheeks… but- she… my mother came to my comfort as I had tearfully asked. She explained to me how this had come to be, nothing was a lie. The other her, she created in order to take care of me. For the time being the creation was not allowed to speak of my birth, the Magisterium or anything about magic at all. She came to defeat the Dragon of the Tower… but did not come with sufficient knowledge and left her trapped. She had found a way to go to a time when my father was still alive. And she could be there for only a day. It could be performed only once… periode. But not long after she noticed I was coming. All with distant magic she was able to create a golem and I was able to be born in the ancestral house where I could be raised through mother’s proxy… The rest I sort of blocked out… I was so happy I didn’t need to hear anymore of the story. She was real this is real… All that mattered at that time was not some fabrication… I could find some peace in that.


But… there is still something… that is a new thorn in my side… the tower’s “owner.” Heh, well I think it’s time for a new owner…

He seals away my mother. Traps us in the tower. Attempted to kill us many of times even though we tried to act peacefully at first. So you know what… I’m done with it… That… THAT- Useless! Weak! ARGGGGG!!!

That’s it! I’m going to take my blade and carve out his soul and crush it with my hands! I’ll take this tower for my own. I’ll use it’s power for myself!


I feel boiled up inside from these damned Dragons. They are arrogant and greedy! This one specifically I’m tired of… and I’m tired of avoiding this tower and being led into it all the time and being fearful of what it may do to us… No, now I’m going to take it! Then use it to power ourselves to match the Magisterium. And after this all I’ll take all the knowledge this tower has to offer and teach magic to those with the gift…

But first… heheheheheh, I’ll need to reap the soul from that worm.


My poor little feet
Bek Rowe


That’s our plan then, the Glass Tower once again. I really dread that place, considering my last visit ended up with me being reborn. I wonder if there is a chance to re-rebirth myself back to what I originally was? I don’t think so; Larmaxle wouldn’t make it that easy for me. After talking with Ashryns mother, we reconvene the next morning and gather our supplies. I have a new found power!! I summon an otherworldly steed to my bidding. I can summon a wolf? Or maybe a pony, nah that’s too comical and would make me look stupid. (Gasp) a dragon type creature, maybe a giant lizard or something? I don’t know, ill figure it out later.

So southeast we head, but having some rather large canyons in our way we have to take a more southerly route for the most part. As luck would have it, our journey of almost 2 weeks went by completely uneventful to my surprise. I half expected to be ambushed by the magisterium, since Ashryns mother no longer leads them. (Laughs internally and sarcastically) oh yeah, she used to lead them. Centuries ago, and for 10 years she did. Now, she has no clue who leads them, or who is out to get us. But I still say that it is, no I won’t say it lest he find us again. So we head out, to the place of my doom.

We travel on for days!! I just wish I could fly everywhere I go, my little feet hurt so bad. (gives a little sob of discomfort). We pass the canyons again, without attacks. We make camp, day after day without attacks. I’m starting to wonder if this happens on purpose. Is the magisterium trying to scare us? Cause it may be working on me some, but I will deny it in a heartbeat.

Finally we arrive. The cursed tower looms before us. After this, I refuse to set foot in this place again, unless it is a matter of life and death, and one of those has to include me. Yet here we are, same glass looking stone as before. At least I’ve had some work to do on the way here so I wasn’t worrying to much about it. I’ve been translating some spell books for Ashryn. Oh that woman, what a woman she is. Honestly, I enjoy doing this for her, not that I will always enjoy doing things for her but this I do. And these books are quite fascinating I must say. Nightwinds personal spell book? Nightwind, that name is familiar- OH! I know! In that letter we found in the study, someone named Z asked for his help post haste. Now who is Z? Maybe Ashryns mother will know. But who’s to say she will even tell me if she does? That woman knows how to keep secrets and make things confusing.

But I must put these books away for now, I know someone who would like them as well. Xander, of course, Ill translate them for him as well, although I don’t think we speak the same languages. I suppose I’ll have to put it in elvish for him.

The tower is the same when we last were here. Same glass stone, same 8 mile high tower. Same big thick wooden doors and foyer inside, same doors on the far end leading to the same fountain room. I’m considering drinking from the fountain again, but of course Cutter shouts out, “Don’t drink the water!” for some unknown reason. And as he does so we are met by a ghost, spirit being in the form of a dragonborn. My first thought is, that its Gormogon. And I am going to become what I once was! But alas, it was not so. For the apparition speaks to us, in a stern voice. “You bring the thief back I see.”(He gestures towards Tssanis) “My master says you are not welcome here, but if you leave the thief you may depart and your lives be spared. If you do not heed his warnings and leave her here and take yourselves out, you will be met with resistance.” Of course we don’t listen; we straight up tell him that we can’t do that. We need to reach the top and perform the awakening for Balasar. The apparition says “As you wish”, and faded away as we continued on our journey upwards.

We find the hidden stairs like last time, my feet hurt still and are so soar, and travel upwards or we attempt to do so, when we are beset upon by some strange dust and wind moving, bugs?? I really do not know what these things are, but they are a nuisance. Just like those treasure trolls, they push us, cover us in dust, and gang up on us just to wear us down. No one heard them coming but Xander, but little good it did as we had no time to act. Once we defeated these pests we decided to catch our breath and wits here in the fountain room, when once again they get the drop on us. We dispatch them with relative ease and decide we should head up the stairs before more come.

As we did so we come to a four way hallway, maybe I can rest my feet. There is a bowl? A hole? Some huge dip in the center of the room, completely smooth stone it’s made from. At each corner of the room around the bowl are smaller fountains. Everyone is stumped as this shouldn’t be here in a circular tower, and because we see nothing to indicate anything. I jump in the dip. Why did you do that? You’re so dumb! I have a bad habit of jumping into things. Nothing happens, so I get pulled out from it. They are all just walking and looking, talking and walking, that I decide to taste the water from the small fountain.

SMACK!! Out of nowhere this hand or force and pushes me into the dip. And then out from holes in the side of the bowl, came four metal orbs, circling the bowl.  And with them, I or we all hear a buzzing sound, or charging sound, like lightning. And sure enough, they shoot out lighting and spin around me a few times. If I was anybody else, or a normal being I would’ve been burnt like a pig in a roast, but I have Larmaxles protection which he gave me the ability to resist damage from lightning. I don’t however have protection when they are hit and blow up in my face!! Which is my fault really, but the next one is all on Xander. I yell out not to shoot them but he does.  Xander don’t do that again! I don’t know if he heard me or not, but he does a second time, and third. I’m alive, I’m alive!!!! I quickly scramble out of there and continue on our straight forward journey through this cursed place.

 Hallway, after hallway, after hallway, after hallway again we pass through only to come to another four way hallway with another dip in the center. Not to be the scared kobold in the group, I nonchalantly strut out into the main area when, yes you guessed it, I get smacked again but a force from the pools. As I land inside and attempt to climb out, the four holes open and not water, but oil start to pour out into the basin. (oh shit oh shit oh shit) I think as I really start to panic. Because the next sound I hear, above my heart beating in my ears, is click,click,click. Whoomp! Goodness gracious great balls of fire!! Ignite the oil in the basin, with me in it! It’s not a grand day for a kobold-b-que.

Cutter actually saves me, by tossing me a rope. Well what did you expect? Its rope, tossed in oil and fire, it’ll catch on fire. He cares about his precious rope, not like we can’t find more later. Xander being Xander, shoots these fire orbs and they all explode, just about killing me because in the process. We survived that part, so I’m not to overly mad.  But I’m still mad I got burned.

The next room we come to, as we continue our forwardly trek through this place, leads us to another circular room. This one however, there is only one way out. I see it before anyone else does. One of the dragon statues that’s in the room has a little hole in its mouth. I don’t want any more balls of lightning or fire shot at me so I mention it to cutter. He’s good at trap stuff and all, so we go look at it, and what happens!!??? We get shot with a ball of green goo. His hits him in the waist, mine gets me square in the face. Oh the horror! So we quickly try to get through, but everyone seems to get a snot rocket at them, and get stuck in place. And that is when I hear, them. Like me, kobolds, jumping out of the walls, leaping out of fountains to fly around us. Ugh, these buggers are annoying little pests! I would have tried to talk them down but we were attacked before I had a chance.

So fight them we do, pests, nuisance, and dirt under my claw things. But they still manage to give us a hard fight. They get dispatched and we press on. Another round room?!?! How many round rooms are in this round tower that we have crossed out of since going straight? I think I want my home to be not at all round, if I ever have on. I’ll make it straight, square, and short.

(Rumble, grind, crunch) the sound I hear is not what I want to hear. The walls start to slide behind us, blocking our way back. The sides start to shift in, getting ready to crush us. We are about to be squashed!! We are all trying to shove ourselves in this small doorway, trying to open the door. When suddenly it opens, and we fall inside just as the last bit of wall blocks our path. We found ourselves in a bedroom? There’s a table, desk, two chairs by the fireplace, one of them has Ashryns mother sit- what? I do a double take back to the fire place, look at the Tssanis with us, and quickly jump into the seat next to the fireplace.

She says for me to get out of the chair, so her daughter can sit.(I almost sob, “but I want to rest my feet, they are so soar”) She doesn’t like it being infested with pests! “I resent that statement madam or whoever you are”. But really I am a pest, just like my cousins in the previous room, of the previous room. But still, it hurt, to be called a pest, (sniff sniff). So I vacate the seat to stand next to it, closer to Ashryn, the lust of my eyes, the longing of my, uh yeah. (Clears throat)

Everyone is shocked to say the least. We have a Tssanis with us, now we see another one before us? How, who what? I’m not really paying attention to what her “mother” is saying, I’m trying to sneak a chance to cop-a-feel on Ashryn, but I don’t get that chance, just as I’m about to though, she’s joined by Xander, balasar, so I shout group hug! To hide the real mission I was planning. We try to bargain with the owner of the tower, Adalestik, dragon brother to Ashardalak, which apparently there are more of them and a sister as well. And I find out that my master, Ashardalak is in the human lands to the north. Must go see him, hope he doesn’t find out I tried to change my allegiance. (Hehehe)

Cutter gives Adalestik 1000 platinum pieces along with the dark green crystal of Arendia and some 100ish vials of residuum to Adalestik so we can leave, go to the tower top, and then to the bottom safely with Ashryns mother, (new mother, second mother, real?) I don’t know. However, balasar, oh great and naïve balasar, you have not bargained for your ritual. The dragon wants to know what his ritual is worth. Apparently it’s worth nothing to him, because he stumbles, and mumbles and offers 75 gold pieces?? Wow, so I, as I am choking because the dragon didn’t like me calling him a coward and scared, offer 1000 of my own platinum pieces to let us go to the tower top safely and complete his ritual. Oh he will owe me for this, I’m not going to expect him to pay me back, and I doubt he ever will get the coin. But sometime, somewhere I will need his help. And help he shall, for it’s a dragonborn honor to repay a debt.

Game 14

We had our chat with Ashryn's mom.  Turns out she can perform the awakening ritual for Balasar to make him an adult, personally I don't see why that matters, why we need to perform some ritual, let the dragonborn grow into being an adult naturally I say, he's already there anyway.

We leave in the morning for the Glass Tower, the location mentioned in my mother's diary and by Ashryn's mother, Tssani, who both mention it being the only place that an awakening can be performed with a 100% success rate, without the awakened dying in the process.

We make our way back from where we came, along the ravine that comes into Galanadel and then past the other which cuts through our path, and after about a week of travel, with no difficulty, we arrive at the Glass Tower and enter.

We make our way into the main room, past the foier and into the fountain room, and see the ghostly apparition of a dragonborn.  He tells us that we aren't welcome here, but his master will let us go with our lives if we give up "the thief".  Tssani apparently stole something from here long ago, and the tower's master wants her.  We tell the apparition that we wont give her up, but that we need access to the tower to perform the awakening.  It doesn't go our way, and we end up fighting a bunch of some sort of wind imp.  We clean them out pretty easily, even if they did get the jump on us, and we try to take a short break to recoup in the faountain room but are attacked by more imps.

We climb the tower after the long fight, some of us are beaten up, but we manage.  We then come to a circular room at a cross roads, three other doorways leading out to gods know where.  We've managed to even figure out that our path and this room have put us well outside the physical bounds of the tower's walls.  Where ever we where, it seemed to me that this tower sort of acted like the Ways.

The first circle room we come to has a bowl carved out of the floor at its center, and four pools of water along the edges of the room.  Bek pokes the water in one pool and is immediately slapped by a hand made of water and flung into the bowl, which is about 40 feet across and 10 feet deep.  Then some liquid metal things come out of the pools from the sides of the bowl and start circling the bowl, zapping Bek with lightning.  Xander takes a few shots at them and they explode in a wide burst, zapping everyone else in the room.  We manage to quickly find the way out and flee the room.

Our path takes us through more rooms like the last.  One such room had pools full of oil, and instead of liquid metal there were balls of fire.  Bek, again, gets knocked into the bowl, but this time the bowl begins to flood with oil, which is then lit aflame.  He manages to get out, at the cost of my rope getting charred, Xander destroys the fireballs, and we flee.

We them find ourselves in a large oval shaped room, and as we enter, we are attacked by kobolds.  Not a fight that's overly difficult, but we manage to get by, and leave the room.

Then there's a room that just tries to collapse on us, but everyone makes a mad scamble for the door and we get out.

Then…Then there's the real trick of this tower.  Ashryn's mother, sitting in a lonely bedchamber, all alone, and apparently here for nearly 200 years.  Everyone is shocked.  Bek runs right up to her and sits in the chair next to her, but this second Tssani says she'd like Ashryn to sit, if only the chair weren't infested.  INFESTED?!  This Tssani doesn't seem to care at all about us.  We talk with her, and find out that the Tssani we have been traveling with is a doppler.  Not only is THIS Ashryn's real mother, but that she's also STILL the leader of the Magisterium, albeit, not the acting leader, what with being locked up in this tower.  

Ashryn calls out to the master of the tower, who responds with a booming voice.  We know from Bek that the owner is another Dragon, so I subtly try to let Ashryn know to make sure we don't give away all our secrets to it.  Ashryn says she wants her mother freed, but the dragon says it wants something in return.  The Progenitor spheres are mentioned, and Ashryn says we have two.  The dragon asks if we happen to have a dark green one, to with I let Ashryn know that that seems like a trick question, if we say we have the dark green sphere, then the dragon will know that we have more than what we've already said we had.  Ashryn's face tells me she already was thinking this as well. 

We agree to let the dragon have the dark green Progenitor sphere, the green one being the sphere needed for him to do magic in his homeland, the Elven lands.  But the dragon still wont let Tssani free.  So I ask if he'll take coin for her freedom.  1,000 platinum and 120 vials of residium to let the real Tssani go.  The dragon agrees, thankfully.  Then Balasar pipes up, he wants to make sure we can use the circle at the top of the tower for his awakening.  Ashryn pays the dragon 1,000 more platinum, and we are able to leave and do our buisness.

Adventures, as crazy as they can be... The long awaited recap.
{ Shush, I'm reading... }

Alright, it seems I've got a lot more time to kill. Me and Grog are watching the front right now…


So the Dragon asked of us, through Bek, to return a ruby of large size that was stolen from him. Wait- hold on Ashryn back up… before all that happened. Okay so very dramatic jump and “pff” Gormogon was dead, or so we would have believed. A God known as Larmaxle, in the form of a brilliant silver, showed us this afterlife vision of Gormogon going through what seemed as a trial. Cards revealed his past, and then his fate. Which in the end he was given the choice of cards, and the one he chose was servant. And servant it would be, blinking away the vision there stood in the center was a Kobold, scales similar to Gormogons colors but with and added on streaks of silver, like lighting. ( Speaking of streaking, it took a while for any of us to realize that he had no clothes on, by the time we figured it out it was like our new secondary mission: find Gormogon new clothes. )


We were allowed to leave the tower, in fact ordered to pretty much leave right away. Which of course we did, cause you know we just ended up outside the front door. There… wasn’t really anything left of Gormogon’s old body, not even gear. It was all just dust, mist, mixed into the earth and grass. Not at all a pretty sight… However, with that we decided to take ourselves back through The Ways. We wanted nothing of the tower after that, and Gormogon most of all was done with it. Of course, I hate to admit things, but that tower really drives my curiosities… and had a decent collection of books. But, as we went through the ways I again tried to make light, and it just won’t work… I really wish I didn’t need some crystal to channel the magic cause being only able to perform in Arendia might be what gets us killed one day.


Anyway- The Ways were pretty much the same… up until we noticed a light in the distance again. ( I did notice something about Gormogon’s new body at this point, he spotted the light way before us. By the sound of his light steps he was a bit more confident of where he was going. Though we had a light as well, in the very back, he moved ahead like there was no real problem. I’m guessing he can actually see in that pitch blackness, which I think is pretty cool. ) Now um, before I continue… cause I know if I start calling him Gormogon in my little memory journal, craziness talking to myself thing I’m gonna call him Gormogon outside of my head. He refers to himself as Bek now. I think it was Bek Rowe? I forget when exactly he asked to be called that… okay. Now we couldn’t really see the person but, we doused our light to “hide” on the path… yes “hide”… ( I’m a lunatic in my head I swear ) Cutter backed further from us, which I’m glad he did it gives us quite the edge when a possible enemy mis-counts their foes, Bek went ahead a bit I think. Eventually Bek spoke out, and a female voice responded, we got real edgy when she spoke of a large group coming behind her as back-up. Then the funniest of this was she spouted some code thing that boggled us all, I don’t know what everyone else thought but I was thinking that if we got it wrong ( mainly Bek he was the one speaking ) that she would just straight blow us off the bridge. Which really isn’t far fetched at all but it sorta is a developing fear… falling off things. Yeaaaah- but for good reasons we apparently got it wrong and eventually we formed a very small friendly group. Or, would have been friendly right away if Balasar didn’t lose his mind suddenly. Charged right at the poor girl and the swing was heavy with fatal intent, you could feel death just standing over us all, Xander was quick and precise ( In thinking. Striking. Moving- Just pretty much everything he did within that split second was amazing ) firing a single arrow into Balasar’s hand, it stopped the attack barely but it stopped it. The lady then spoke “STOP” raising her hand in the direction of her attacker and almost as if Balasar had no will to disobey, he stopped. I decided to stand in between him and the lady, who as I tried to calm Balasar down revealed herself as… um… UHH- oooh crap… Tiefling that’s what she said right, phew okay, and said her name was Faith. Shortly after that though Balasar did break free and went in again… the feeling hit me again as well, death… just full of death. This time I reacted, with a full swing at Balasar’s left arm ( the sad thing is, I was intent to chop it off… I knew I wouldn’t hit him if I wasn’t with full drive and I didn’t know Faith well enough for her life to singly be my reasoning for defending her but it was still the majority of it. ) Once again, barely not hitting her and ONCE AGAIN she commanded him to stop. As he was stopped Faith performed what seemed to be one of those rituals I read about, though this one particularly I didn’t read about. ( She did it every time we took a break, so I gathered enough information to perform it myself if I needed to. It seems to mask something, maybe something that resonates from her that drove Balasar to attack her I’ll figure it out. ) She carried this interesting bag, one that could hold anything and pretty much everything as long as you could put in of course. I thought that would be awesome to have and really helpful for our group, but like a little kid I basically said “can I have one?” Of course she said no, but because that was the only one she had. So then I instead asked if it was possible to make one, she took a look around at the group doing something with her fingers that made a box shape and said “yeah you could make one.” We had a good conversation, Bek talked about how he died and was brought back bragged about how tall he was ( Nah I’m just picking, but she believed him… what was funny is that nobody heard what she said right after my gosh it was really hard not to laugh, I think I about lost control of my own self for a moment. After he was done she spoke aloud saying that was sad and a terrible thing to have happen. But all quietly after that she says “and for any women he’s with.” It sucks I can’t piece it together perfectly but it was really funny at the time. ) We slept a few times in The Ways, which she referred to as The Dragon Paths, eventually as were getting ready to split off the Magisterium shows up…


You can’t have a week without them just dropping by, not even knock, and just barge in and start eating your food that you had just prepared- Oh, well yeah that’s a metaphor but the idea is the same. But there was a lot of them and they went full force upon us. The first group took a bit to dispatch the second however we had to flee from. Faith tried her best to defend us as we ran but exhaustion was catching up, Balasar took her up just as she looked like collapsing I jumped in front of them to take hits. My body can handle it. The only reason we made it out was a room that we discovered in The Ways, which we had seen up till then, inside Faith used what was left of her power to close the entrance. The room was solid stone, much like the paths, and a single stone table with a cloth draped over it was the only thing in the room. No more than a few minutes later the room shook and all of us were pressed into the floor.


When it all finally stopped… the door was open again and on the other side a perpendicular hallway with stairs on both ends, one lead up and the other led down. To shorten this a bit, down led a dead end and took a while to get to, up led to a very empty city. ( Now by this point is when we finally realized, hey Bek has no clothes at all. None. So along with getting salt which is what Cutter says we will need to eat as long as we are here- he found out we were in the Wastes. He found this really pretty looking curtain and made it into a little poncho for him. It was blue with pink zig zags, or was it pink with blue zig zags? ) After spending a while to look for anything, including a way off the city island, we eventually found FLOATING boats. Yep, they fly and we used a little row boat to… row through the air… ( Ew that sounded terrible ) When we crashed, slash landed, slash could have died by flying boat, Faith took her leave wished us luck and left. We gave our wishes as well and made our way which brings me back to that really big, well long neck ( cause that’s all I saw ) gold colored, actually living, talking, Dragon and it apparently says something along the lines of this. “Bring me my Red Ruby that was stolen from me, and I will not kill you and your families.” First, what the hell? Second, are you kidding me?! Third, I don’t know what he actually said but that's how I understood Bek’s translation. I think that all goes into one thing, you know what yeah whatever. So of course we are given the tiniest of directions of where it could be, ( I swear there should have been some guy sitting on a rock telling us all that we will never be given any real direction other than what he is saying right now, and to not die. I honestly believe I would feel a bit better if I at least got that ) we head to Cauln. It just so happened that Cutter knew of something just like the Dragon described and it was at his house, in his father’s vault. It seemed convenient, oh yeah we can just ask your dad about this ruby thing. No… Cutter’s dad just had to be a jerk and now we cook up a ‘Master’ plan to steal it. Annnnnnnnd our thief is none other than…. BEK congratulations young- monster, man, for your achievements… honestly it is a good idea. No one knows Bek, and for the time being no one knows we travel with a Kobold that so happens to be the culprit of a break in at the De Rollo Estate. At the same time Cutter is supposed to distract his sister, just so Bek can get through her room window. Xander is covering the back of the house while me and Grog cover front. Which leads us to our now.


Rule number one was don’t kill anybody, and for that reason I made some knockout spore dust bags. ( Maybe I should name them, how about the sleep spore? Or maybe… dust of tiredness! Nah, now I’m just being stupid over sacks of dust ) They work simple enough, about put Xander and I out when we were making it though the effects take a while so it seems we shook off the minor dosages, just toss them the sacks ‘explode’ and the gas is released into the nearby air. Once the target breathes it in the time starts ticking, just um… exactly when the time strikes is my only missing piece so good luck Bek might need it. I am sure it works at least.


I wonder how it’s going in there. Oh I see Cutter and his sister, maybe I should get low- OH MY GOSH! REALLY!? WHAT IS THAT NOISE!? OW!


OH NO!! BEK!!! He must have been caught, CRAP! Xander should be rushing in by now! Let me catch up to Cutter…


So…… this is how it goes now… just… why? Sarin… I wish I could go back, to the normal life. When we were kids, just playing… I might be a warrior but- I still have a fragile heart. The one thing I can’t do right now is cry… though nobody can see me right now. Nobody can hear me either. Maybe- no let me think of everything logically. Do my thing. Assess the week- er, month? I don’t know anymore… I almost couldn’t care. They- just burn villages now?! Is that it?! Fathers! Just KILL their OWN CHILDREN! This… this isn’t the world I thought I would grow up with. What if… mom just told me about this stuff before hand? When I was younger? Maybe I could handle this…


I’m breaking down… in the room I was invited to stay in… The Lady was kind enough after- sigh… okay. I don’t remember where I left off. I-


I remember that we managed to get the ruby… and some witch in the basement… after striking a deal with Cutter’s father… we said way too much. Though if we ever have to explain anything fully and with good reason, I trust Xander would be able to carry us through it. He asked of my name, and of a few others. Our ‘true name’ means something special to him. It holds power, from what my book supports and of course… what Mr. De Rollo words supports. Maximilian De Rollo… I’ll play your game. Which I already understand from Cutter that- it will be my last and fatal mistake. So, maybe this cannot be my fight… no not maybe… this was never my fight. It’s been Cutter’s. Not Bek’s… not Xander’s… not Balasar’s… and surely not mine. Cu- Max’s Father… is HIS challenge. HIS test. Or however he chooses to see it.


I managed to get the woman we found some clothes from Sarin’s mentors. But- no Sarin… we were leaving in the morning too… so, I didn’t get to check on the house he was staying in… I hope he’s doing okay. Maybe the Magisterium hasn’t found out about our connection to use it against me… I could always send him a message? But… It might freak him out to hear about magic suddenly with my voice in his head… ( Heh, If he doesn’t hear it already… heh heh… sigh, it kinda helped I guess ) We gave the Dragon back his ruby/crystal… I- I’m really foggy right now… maybe the heat is getting to me, heh… It’s never actually bothered me that much before. However back in the flow, he allowed us sanctuary but it didn’t last long. Honestly I’d rather just skip that area before Cutter’s father found us again… We were attacked by men of the sands, his sister and father but we made an escape… into a pool of water that led into a section of The Ways… before so, Cutter made that very choice… and took hold of his dying sister as we passed through. She asked for final favors, one being a kiss the other begin he read a diary. I noticed something during the kiss… a spark jumped from her lips to his… almost like an aura of magic. Not a weak one either it’s glow was very noticeable… once again though there was no safety from this monster. The fight above us, held off by the Golden Dragon, moved into The Ways where a full direct attack was countered almost by the very will of Cutter. A warning, as Azahra, the woman’s name, joined in the battle her very blade coated in darkness, the Dragon spoke… the power would break the world. Bek did something behind us all and a barrier appeared blocking us from all the power that fueled the atmospheres ever growing pressure. With a quick explosion and sudden release of all that pressure we blacked out. When I finally woke it seemed everyone else was awake and searching the room. The way we came… was disintegrated, nothing left of it at all. Around us was a hoard of values. Gold and Platinum stretched everywhere, every colored crystal ( this… this is what I needed. Finally. I now can match their power. ) and books laid into a large bookshelf.


We cleared this place out, and oddly made a new companion. His name is Ca’le’stos, Bek began calling him Cal for short, ( rides on the poor guy’s shoulders ) and he say that he is what they call a warforged and there are many like him. He particularly was sleeping in The Ways and the Dragon promised to guard his book which I happened to pick up and actually that’s how we met him. I picked up a book, and a statue speaks to me and scares the ever burning soul out of me. Well that is my short introduction of him, he seems nice, though he says “sir” a lot even to me but maybe that’s just something he was used to doing before he went and slept for… however long… his book looked really old…


I… am so tired… it was like- just being in the center of the hottest inferno in existence… my skin felt like it was burning off yet… I’m not actually hurt… visibly… maybe after some rest I can catch up and the better my rest, the better I’ll feel right?




Sigh… thanks mom. I- just I really couldn’t have ever believed this. I’m not supposed to exist yet… I do. How do I act? Great full? Thankful? Proud? I don’t know. Just… I don’t think I would have really ever believed this, even hearing my mom say it… do I cry? Do I panic? I’m lost… Do I burst to anger? Do I act like a spoiled child? Maybe I just accept it. Build on it. Grow from it, or with it…


Well everyone seems to be heading to bed, I need to clear my mind a bit more… so let me side track it a bit…


After meeting Mr. Metal Cal and gathering everything we could, Cal was kind enough to carry my bags ( more gentlemanly than the others I may say, it’s almost cliche. Though Xander brought the idea to light. I was reading myself to carry all those crystals. ) { It didn’t become an issue long after though? } ( Who?- I’m losing my mind, I’m clearly insane. Is this the side effect of being half after-life?! Cause WOOHOO insanity…. You know what, just continue Ashryn. ) We found a chessboard like the ones before but the piece on it was made of clay. Without moving it we went inside to Xander and Bek’s really quick realization of being in the vault part of Cutter’s house. It was filled of Residuum, a key ingredient in my new books, used in rituals. This will be so helpful. Everyone just starts taking what they can. The vault was locked so we backtracked and decided to move the piece to a new spot, now leading to a new exit in a peaceful little elven village. We try to come out without being seen, Cutter does this strut thing as he exited and, eh, Cal came out and people just freaked. Ran for the biggest looking building here, a bell started ringing so most of us scattered to the woods. I followed for a second then it occurred to me that I could get in their and calm them down and be ‘diplomatic’ so I curved off the group and made for the building, Xander was behind me really quickly and we both made it inside. EVERYONE was getting ready to fight, including the children, we got called out by a guardsman to gear up. Finding we already were he asked us to see the Marshal for orders. Instantly we went and struck up a quick conversation to explain our reasons for being here, suspicion grew over us so if it meant the life of my friends or my pride. I’d rather sacrifice my pride of my own achievements for what I was born with. ( Not the only thing I’m going to need to learn to accept and actually just… make use of my life ) { You really shouldn’t let that go to waste, it is a very valuable gift. } ( I know I can hear someone else… no nevermind ) So I gave my official name and the heat started to lower off us, however when we tried to be subtly convincing he had us go up with him to his office. And there I tried the simple “This is just a misunderstanding, me and my group were traveling the metal one is with us. We don’t mean harm. Just to pass by, maybe rest.” but his questions started to pry into us so it was best to let Xander take the rest of the talking through, I said word for word “be conservative” and yeah no that’s not at all how it starts out. First thing he says is have you heard of the Magisterium. This very question almost killed us the last time, in fact it was asked pretty much in the same order. Of course we get something that I should have expected, do we oppose? Or are we with? I tried to counter question, failed horribly. Xander rolls around it with a slight answer but yet a real answer. I don’t know sometimes, he has definitely improved at his people skills so… Well eventually it turns to our favor, allies. He instructs some scouts to find the rest of our group and bring them back. After they finally make it back the next surprise happened.


A commotion downstairs grabs the Marshal’s attention and less than a few minutes later he comes up with a quick remark. “Thought you said it was only these three others!” Trying to get on us like we were lying, and really we weren’t lying not even a little bit. But it just so happens that the stranger he throws into the room isn’t actually a stranger. Balasar!


First off, he really has some soft feet for a Dragon-kin. Secondly, he looks really banged up. Scars and all sorts. Third, after going through a short period of catch up we find out his village was wiped. Then we figure he may be under a scry, so with quick team search skills we find it and I blast it. Luckily all the we blabbered out in front of the Marshal actually helped, because he decided that we are to speak to The Lady of the Glade. Thus we did… our discussion was brief. Figuring that this village would be under attack very soon we decided to stay and fight and help develop a plan to defend it effectively. The irony of this was we originally asked that we wait and ready up, but by the time she convinced us that this was a bad strategy they were already here.


The fight went by like waves. As each on crashes down, little by little the sand washes away… thus we drug out the northeastern flanks and headed around the east to southeast sides to strike the commander. Our plan was almost flawless, performed with snap! But then the small backfire came… and the mage fled. I took his standard. And as the battles fog began to lift I picked up his staff that he left behind- That’s when…

`The Vision…`

I bursted into flames, with much luck I hurt no one. That is until Cutter touched me. I’m so sorry… but I really didn’t have to mind set to be apologizing. I was soaked and ALL my normal clothes burned completely. I was literally standing in front of a bunch of men in a short green waist long cloak and the hide armor from the hoard. Luckily my ribbon didn’t burn away… or my hair. Or my SKIN for that matter. UGH that was just really really REALLY bad. Balasar was nice to hand me his thick fur ( FLUFFY ) cloak and The Lady escorted me back to the tree. She gave us a place to stay and me personally a separate room up in the tree. Even offered me some of her spare clothes so I could actually have something to wear. The rest was either gone, singed, wet or a very weird combination of soaked and burned. In the morning she asked me about what had happened. So I explained to the best of what I could at the moment, and asked questions. In return she answered the best she could, and gave me questions to ask my mother.


Apparently Xander pulled a stupid on this one… He likes to disappear sometimes but not under these circumstances. Two scouts never returned from a night search that was going on. I missed it entirely, so from what I understood it as at the time was “Xander poofed away after the fight around the same time I exploded.” Imagine one of my thoughts for just a split second. Oh my gosh I disintegrated Xander! Oh yeah that was a in and out thought. But there was a trail of left behind and he was actually no where near me when it happened so. Plus? He was still gone so is that even a plus? We followed the trail, it looked like dragging for a while. Eventually finding the two scouts and what seemed to be like a ‘camp.’ It was pretty much just grass flattened out enough like someone laid on it for a while, two someones to be in fact. There was a bit of blood and one of the two was limping, Cutter found some of Xander’s cloak, a torn corner piece. If I’m giving credit, Balasar actually found the blood but this entire search required us five collectively. We were catching up, but within my estimated time to actually make contact a bunch of little balls of fire flew directly at us. We ducked, tucked, and covered. Xander screams an apology before being choked to silence then that silence killed by thumping and lots of leaves and twigs and just the wilderness breaking as, I assumed, Xander was dragged about like a sock doll.


For a second time we caught up… and for the second time we saw the Fire Mage. But for the third time, we see De Rollo the supposed dead father. Of course no longer dead. ( Or never was ) Around Xander’s neck was one of those collars and I could not even resist screaming at him how much of a freaking IDIOT he was by putting that around his neck before giving it a proper examination. The moment heats up. Cutter actually disappears, completely. After a short focus I could see him again but he made a charge and halfway through… he was gone again. Quickly reappearing as the hilt of his dagger cracks against the bridge of De Rollo’s nose. But it slowed down. I could hear faintly their negotiation, something of joining. I shook my head. To think that after killing his sister right in front of him, Cutter would just decide suddenly to join him. It was really arrogant. Cutter continued, very assertively. Not dealing, not asking, demanding. In the end it was to be a dual, one I have been familiarized with before… in fact Jeremy did demonstrate one with me as practice, it’s qualities are helpful in battle and no dual could ever be so quick yet so long. Very similar to the stroke of a sword. Quick but ever lasting effects. The Elven Duel… also known as a Iaijutsu duel. Cutter asked me forward to call the match, in respect iI spoke softly in Elvish to ready and gave a nod. My body began to tremble, I could feel it again… it was heavy… I don’t feel it in battle as much but… this duel and when Balasar raged onto Faith. That’s when I’ve felt it. It’s weight is bearable but not for this long, four full minutes with no swing. No twitch. But in a matter of a second, Cutter’s dagger swung out faster than the mage, Alexander, could even draw his blade a quarter inch from the scabbard. Just like that… dead. I’ve seen lethality in many forms but- Cutter just showed me a form that I didn’t expect to see. I was scared, If Alexander drew first and landed it would have been done for Max- Cutter! ( Why there? Of all times to mix preferred names… ) I wouldn’t have let it happen, I would have dropped all meaning of honor to stop that from happening.


As our ‘Prize’ Xander was allowed freedom from his magic slavery and the spoils of the mage was left to Cutter as well. But he allowed me to the items and the rest as well. I took his books, which I’m trouble actually reading still but I’m slowly understanding it, a powder that masks scent ( maybe similar to Faith’s ritual ) and his bloodied clothes… they look nice and it can be cleaned. Since I couldn’t fully understand the books I asked for translation help, both Bek and Cal are going to help out with it. I know it will take a while. Within the meantime after our returning I decided to go to the lake and practice with fire. It took a little while at first but I managed it and more than once it started to get hot again and I swear I smelt the fabric singeing so I jumped in. Once. Twice. Okay six times. It’s not something you want to do multiple times okay! One time in public catching on fire is enough. I don’t need anymore clothes burning up in front of people. JEEZ


Xander visited me over there, startling me. ( He was being peeky or nosey I’m sure of it ) He told me about this vision he had, about the fight… but it didn’t actually happen. Instead Cutter rewrote that vision. After tha was done, we talked about disenchants and enchants ( now I know he is peeking, watching me read my books… though I’m not secretive about it at all. I’ve looked at them while I walk a few times ) In turn we took those collars and dispelled its power, and this substance flowed out. At first I really didn’t see it coming so I panicked and put a bowl in the center. The Lady gave me a clay urn to collect the rest. What I gathered I used to create Faith’s magic bottomless bag, or maybe bag of holding sounds more catchy, about six of them and send a message to my mother. Apparently it has a limit of words… and it cut me off in the middle of speaking… but mom replied with ease and from her tone she wasn’t as shocked as I thought she would have been ( I think I may know why now, or maybe I’m just really dwelling to much on this fact, I’m such a girl sometimes… wow that come out so stupid. Should I just engulf myself in fire now? No? Oh yeah, soft bed yeah good point me )


It was time to leave… the travel could have been the same. We stopped by Estis’s place but it was pretty much leveled, bodies spread around. None were him though, so that was a relief. As The Lady spoke of before to us, the world has broken, divided, split, however you wish to put it. Canyons far as the eye can see… wide for almost the same… { Exaggerator. } My home, about as I feared but luckily not exactly… people still walked around… injured… sad. Broken hearts, torn souls… this is what magic can do… no- I’d rather it be used for the opposite. Helping to save people, rebuild what has been lost.


Home… A warm hug… A great meal… A- talk… This night doesn’t need to be re-lived… not right now… I’m only just escaping it to reach slumber. And it is finally found…


There’s just one more family I have to know is okay. One more main person. I miss his lightning jokes right now… at least he could come up with something to make me smile right now. The others are asleep by now I’m sure.

{ No need to be grounded, heh, should be spreading those wings that angels have. Maybe that’s why you always like feathered pillows. }

Stupidty, true friends and enemies
the adventures of Tobi

As soon as the fight ended, I saw the collars that the wizards had…. They seemed to have some sort of ability to cast magic so I decided to dawn a collar and as soon as I did everything begins to flash in front of me and I am somewhere else…

Standing on the head of a very large serpent, forty feet or more above the sea. He communicates only in imagery, but you get the idea that he's taken notice of you. He demands your service for his power. You oblige him by taking a knee on the scaly flat portion of his gigantic head.  It is then that I receive a vision of what appears to be some sort of conflict you are to be involved in. Your friends stand on one side, half surrounding de Rollo. Behind him, also half surrounding are a half dozen young people of various races, each wearing ratty clothes, walking forward to form a line of defense in from of the two wizards.

As soon as I open my eyes all I feel is an invisible rope yank me to through the tree line and I use the little agility and control I have to not get smashed by every tree on the way.  I hear a cruel voice from in front of me, but don't see the speaker. "Well, well, well…I expected it to take quite a while before I was able to get another child. So glad you could join me."

“Who are you?” I said in a very arrogant tone.

"Your new master. At least, until I present you as a gift to my own. Perhaps he will spare me for failing to kill you and your friends if I give one with the spark." Said the mysterious figure

“Sleep” says my new master “since we have a long walk in the morning and leaving may make things a little uncomfortable for you”

Well in hopes of a rescue attempt I stayed awake until some scouts were coming I noticed them and the next thing I know I was used to kill one of them.  My new master used me to kill one of the scouts with magic.  After this I just laid down and went to sleep since I figured there would be little I would be able to do if my friends came to recue me and I did not want to accidently harm them. 

When I wake in the morning, I try everything I can to slow progress of the walk, by telling my new master that my leg is jacked up and we have to take it slow. 

“Either walk or get dragged” he says the choice is yours.

So we start off and am trying to keep the pace slow but as I got further away, my throat starts to close off.  So I catch up until I hear some noise in the background then I stop and little a little more.  I hear “Xanderrrrrrrr” 

“I’m sorry guys” I shouted right as I shouted that I suddenly was yanked back and decided that I was no longer walking so I sat.  Well who needs to walk when you can go unconcsience and get dragged through the woods hitting every tree of the way until we get to the destination?  Well after we got there I realized that this was my vision, but there was no major battle, no major fight…. Cutter attempted to kill his dad which was amusing… he failed but it was a good attempt I mean he just vanished it was great.  Well after that cutter got into an eleven dual for me.  Like he was my new master if he won… slightly odd but I will role with it.  I would not have believed it if I had not seen it with my own eyes but Cutter legit is lethal with his blade… he slit the mage from ear to ear and hit some throat in there also.  Well after he won my freedom he was given a choice to be his dad’s heir but he blew him off…. Understandable now, but we head back to the village and stay another night before heading to Ashryn’s hometown. 

En route, we find a massive canyon that leads all the way out to the see so we get there and dare not get in the water since our little friend cannot swim so we scale down and eventually make it to Glennadale where the town is split in half with wounded everywhere.  We make it to Ashryn’s mother’s house and go inside and revelations are made.  She use to be the head of the group trying to kill us but that was a long time ago.  She knows almost everything and has not been very forthcoming.  I trust Ashryn but everyone and their family secrets is starting to get really old.  Balaasar losing his family before the last battle how did I forget that this guy is all about killing things now but apparently never went through the rite.  Oh I’m having a vision (At some point in life Balaasar was trained by the best fighter in the clan and was given right to passage and is an adult I guess) that may have been something new with these powers and I guess the visions are hit and miss.  So after the talk we all decide that we need to go back to colossus and that is where the next chapter begins. 

Dining with family
Bek- game 13

Where to begin? Ashryn isn’t immune to fire; I don’t know anyone who is. Xander still makes stupid decisions, like putting on things he has no clue what they do.  Collars from controlled magic doers equals not good! Staffs from evil magic doers, not good also. But Ashryn is safe from the fire, and we follow Xanders trail. And to my wildest imaginations who do we find? De Rollo again! Cutter tries to kill him I guess, sneakily, but fails horribly. Then he wants to duel the magic man for purchase of Xander? I guess since Xander put the collar on he is a slave now? But they duel it out, and cutter lighting fast slices the guys’ throat. Much respect to him I give. So that’s done and over with, but de Rollo leaves alive. He will die one day I hope. Before we depart from Estilliana, Ashryn has some magic to do. She makes these bottomless bags, much like what Faith had, one for each of us, quite impressive. Then sends a message to her mother through magic again, also impressive. Then we depart, the quaint elven village going to stop at estis’ house since it’s on the way to Gylanadel. As we begin our peaceful travel we find another canyon that has been made thanks to the ways being destroyed, or parts of them I guess. We follow it to the west, until we can find a smaller crossing which we have no luck. Therefore we, or I decide to climb down and then up the other side while the rest are fussing with ropes. They see how easy it was for me and follow suite. But balasar, being bulky and heavy doesn’t fair well on the down climb, much to my chagrin, he does better on the up climb though. North we go, and come to another canyon, there are a lot of them it seems, popping out of the ground, like daisies!! But we reach Gylanadel and see that the canyon we followed leads right to Lady Tssanis’ house. Luckily she survived and is well, some of the city didn’t make it, and some of the villagers are banged up and broken. But Tssanis has food for us, and shelter and we begin to tell her our tale from last we were here. We find out that she of all people used to run the magisterium many years ago to gain power, to reunite her with ashryns father for one night, to make her. My jaw drops, my head explodes. Now we need to find the new ruler, stop him make magic be used for good and not evil. We all talk, she tells us of things we didn’t know, we eat food, I comment to Xander since balasar seems to be smitten with mother and daughter, that he wants the mother/daughter duo! Ashryn tries to kick me in the shin but it doesn’t work. And then, when all is done for that we depart to sleep and rest. And what happens next, well that is just about to be seen.

Balasar adventure

When we got to cauln and messenger came looking for like he knew I would be there. He said my dad had fallen ill. Before I could tell everyone they were gone. So I decided I go home and visit him since this was a pretty simple job we were doing. The ride home was uneventful. Once I made it home every one there greeted me with support. I visited my dad and he was more then happy to see me even though he is really ill. After spending a few days with him I decided to go visit my trainer and see how he has been. My trainer togar was really pleased to see me and see how much I have become a skilled warrior and he wanted to take me on a hunting trip for some bears and wolves so we can have food and clothes. After killing a few wolves and some bears we managed to get a good bit of meat and pelts that we rigged a cloak for me to wear. On the way home we were talking about random stuff and then came to the question of what I've been up to. I wanted to tell him but I couldn't. Before I could say anything we noticed a fire in the village we hurry back home. When we got there it was a bandit raid of like 30-40 people and they just over took the entire village. Me and togar put up a valiant defense but togar took an arrow to the head and went down in a slump. That when I got surrounded and I took half the bastards down with me but it was to much and I went down and knocked out. I awoke to being dragged to this area of fire and I was still in a daze but I just couldn't tell where I was. That when I saw him the one of fire and I knew this was the magesterium that organized the raid on my people. He took me and forced me to kneel before him. He started saying the magesterium has been following my group for a while and that we have put up quite the fight and troubles for them. As he cont. he pulled a blade out and said now it's time for a lesson on the on the consequences of my actions and slashed a gash in my chest and he whispered a message to give to the group. "Turn yourselves in Now or y'all will suffer the same fate" after that I was knocked out and when I woke I was back in my village I decided to see if there was anyone still alive but as far I could tell none. In my head I kept thinking please let some of my people have survived this. The whole time I'm collecting my gear and any supplies I could scavengin, found a abandoned horse at the stable and took off back to cauln to meet up with the group. On my travels there I noticed ruins and lots of them like the world was being split in two, I keep thinking I need to get back I need to get back. A few days later of almost getting to cauln I start getting sense of being watched and I rememeber that seeing eye thing from Estis house and I knew I was being watched so I decided to change my plans and go straight to him maybe he can help with this problem I now face. So I keep traveling and somehow I ended up in this elvin village and I see a building on the ground and decided to see if they can help when I just get weapons drawn on me.


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