Lundar's Library

Day 1, Year 542 of the Ascendancy

The recent Chaos Storm has deffinately brought some odd characters to
the lands, and perhaps none are as odd or despicable as the pair that
suddenly appeared in the East Forest. I was first alerted to their
presence by the ‘Zo Mac-arena, who informed me that there was some
brutish exile cutting down trees in the East Forest. Now, I consider
the southern parts of the East Forest to be my home, and this was too
close to home for comfort. So, I followed Mac-arena’s guidance, as he
led me to the tree butcher.

As it turned out, the cutter of trees went by the
name “Potch Axer”. He was working for his “master”, who for some
unknown reason, needed a lot of wood. Spotting the wood about my
person, he had the nerve to ask me if he could have my log of wood,
while he happily inserted his axe into a sapling. At first, I felt
compelled to tell him where he could stick my wood, but after some
thought, I had a better idea. I made a deal with Potch, that if I gave
him my would, he would take me to his master. He agreed.

As it turned out, his “master”, of all people, was
a sylvan woodsman. Of course, yi could tell he was no true sylvan at
heart, for he lived within a wooden house, instead of the boughs of the
magnificent trees about him. This sylvan, one “Coleman”, was cutting
down the trees of the forest to create some blasted substance from the
logs, called “charcoal”. What in Purgatory is charcoal, yi ask? I know
not. I only know that the substance is used for heating, similar
perhaps to our tinder boxes. Except Coleman uses live trees. I gave a
few harsh words with this Coleman, and his henchman Potch, and quickly
left the dreaded clearing, which smelled of death. This Coleman had
better not move his operations any further south, or there will be the
Abyss to pay.