Day 76, Year 542 of the Ascendancy
* An ominous presence fills the sky.
Around midnight on the 61st day of Winter, a
strange presence was sensed by the mystics in the lands. Soon after, a
Fire Drake appeared in town, and began scorching exiles with it’s
powerful breath! Since most of the powerful exiles in the lands were
conducting a rescue in the newly discovered Valley, there were no
exiles in town that could stand up to the might of the Fire Drake.
After town was filled with smoldering corpses, the Fire Drake appeared
satisfied. However, what happened next surprised anyone. After toasting
everybody, the Fire Drake grabbed onto the still smoking corpses of
Mace Windu and Xaerus, and took flight!
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Day 78, Year 542 of the Ascendancy
The Clouds of Ether have once again appeared on Puddleby. Around
midnight today, I stepped out of the library, and received an urgent
call from my Apprentice, Curiousity. He related to me that the Clouds
of Ether had been spotted again, this time in the Lily Pond. I rushed
to the Lily Pond, and sure enough, there were the familiar bubbles of
Ethreal mist, along with the Ethreal Portals they create. One thing
that was different with the Clouds that appeared this time though, was
that they had the ability to zap exiles with powerful lightning. I was
not able to stay for the entire battle against the Clouds, but my
colleague Zorton tells me that the Clouds were eventually defeated. One
thing to note that may be of importance, is that so far, the Clouds of
Ether have been appearing only close to midnight. This could prove to
be a clue as to the nature of the Clouds. We really need to re-visit
the Ethreal Plane, and find out what is going on.
Day 67, Year 542 of the Ascendancy
Strange emanations in town, Puddleby under siege, and rifts in the very
fabric of space itself. Are these scenes taken from the next next
Ripture War? Nai, but this strange phenomena could prove equally as
deadly to Puddleby. As yi may know, the stability of Purgatory and the
Ethreal Plane have been declining steadily as of late, and this has in
turn been causing many strange phenomena to occur in Puddleby. Add to
this today, another odd manifestation of the Ethreal: the Cloud of
Ether. No one is exactly sure how this strange Cloud first appeared in
Puddleby, but in a matter of minutes, the Cloud had multiplied,
spawning multiple portals to the Ethreal, and held the town in thrall.
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Day 63, Year 542 of the Ascendancy
Still nothing new to report this Storm, but I read a rather interesting rumor on Koric’s Scrolls.
Koric wrote of several incidents involving Firedrakes, and of
particular interest was one case which involved a Firedrake who tried
to kidnap exiles, and take them to Devil’s Isle! This is certainly very
interesting news. I’ve also heard rumors that there is some sort of
Drake Den on Devil’s Island, which I’ve not had the chance to venture
into yet. It seems it is time that I must renew my explorations of the
mysterious isle once more.
Anyway, today I got the opportunity to hunt on
Dal’Noth for the first time in a long while. I’d heard that the ‘Noths
had grown more powerful since I’d last visited the isle, but I barely
noticed the change, with the party of powerful exiles present. We
pretty much circled the entire isle, and we dispatched many ‘Noths.
However, to my disapointment, we did not get to explore the underground
portions of the isle, for fear of Vel lightning. The hunt was pretty
successful, though, and we all made quite a few coppers. Perhaps next
time we will get a chance to explore the underground.
Day 59, Year 542 of the Ascendancy
An interesting thing happened in town today. It was a little past
midnight in Puddleby, and few exiles were out and about. Most of the
exiles that were awake huddled in town, complaining about how early
mornings were so boring. Suddenly, the town crier Crius announced that
the first exile to pull a man named Refareus would be awarded a cash
prize. Now, this surprised us all, to say the least. No one had heard
of this Refareus guy before. Soon enough, however, Crius’ words were
confirmed, when Refareus repeated what the crier had just said, over
the sunstone network. The race to find Refareus was on, and everybody
dashed off to seek out this mysterious stranger. Only I remained in
town when the dust settled. I had a plan.
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Day 57, Year 542 of the Ascendancy
Well, the 183rd Chaos Storm has rolled over the lands, but so far, I’ve
seen nothing new to write about in the lands. However, my skill in
breaking down illusions is continuing to improve, and I can finally see
past all of the illusions surrounding Umbrion’s Island, or Kizmia’s
Island, as the isle seems to be called this Storm. So far, to my
knowledge, no one is aware of who or what this “Kizmia” might be, so
whether this Kizmia is a friend or a foe remains to be seen. Other than
that, I spent my the rest of my time today just looking for bard parts
to make a flute out of, as well as the ever elusive Conch, and I also
got to participate in several rescues.
I am also collecting building materials for a
mystic building project we are working on. The project is just
beginning, but I promise yi, everyone will benefit indirectly from it
when it is complete. So far, the project has personally cost me over
600c from purchasing all the wood and stone, and it is beginning to
hurt my bank account. We still have a long way to go, so if yi see me
in the lands, please sell me any building materials yi might have on
yi. And remember to give me a discount 😛
Day 49, Year 542 of the Ascendancy
Today, as I strolled into town after a long day of adventure, I caught
the scent of alcohol in the air. I quietly pondered about where the
smell could be coming from, when suddenly, a drunk Darshak sailor
walked right into me. I was surprised, to say the least, and I fled to
town center, with the Darshak slowly lurching after me. Soon, several
more Darshak appeared, and after they were dispatched, we gathered our
forces and headed west, to combat a potential Darshak invasion.
However, when we reached the beaches, there wasn’t a single Waship in
sight. Puzzled, we were returning to town, when an alarm was sounded in
the Brewery. There, we met a force of about 20 or so drunken sailors.
Luckily, the inebriated seamen could hardly walk in a straight line,
much less combat us exiles. The battle lasted for only minutes, before
the last of the sailors hit the floor, with a satisfied belch. Thus,
our beer(or what remained of it) was saved. Check out a short Vision Stone of the event.
Day 40, Year 542 of the Ascendancy
Today I finally got the chance to go on another DP raid, and I now
write this to yi from my familiar spot in the cave before the Dread
Passage. It took us a while to get here, running through the
Snagglewood and the Orga Outback, but we’ve finally made it. Currently,
a rescue party is out looking for some fallens that got left behind in
the Outback, while the rest of us take a breather in the cave. We’ve
quite a powerful group with us today, and this group has the markings
of a successful DP rairding party. Thus, I think I will start another
journal of the my adventures again. It has been more than two Storms
since anyone has reached the Foothills, so we are all praying that
something new will be discovered this time.
UPDATE: We died 🙁
Day 38, Year 542 of the Ascendancy
I’ve had a bit more free time over the past several days, so I’m
getting to update my Sketch of the Day more often. I archive the
sketches quite frequently, so make sure yi check out the archives
for older entries. Anyway, today I spent most of my time scouring the
beaches of all the isles of Lok’Groton, in search of a Conch shell.
What is a Conch shell, yi say? Well, it is a large, pinkish shell, with
a hollow inside. The Conch shell makes a haunting but gentle melody
when blown into, and can easily be turned into an instrument. I think
that the eerie melodies of the Conch shell are perfectly suited for my
music, so I am searching in earnest for the elusive shell. If yi ever
find a Conch shell in the lands, please tell me about it; I offer good
prices.
Anyway, my search for the Conch shell led me into
a bit of trouble. I luckily survived several close calls on the beaches
of Devil’s Island, Tenebrion’s Island, and Umbrion’s Isle, but my rack
ran out on the southern beaches of Puddleby. I was leaning against a
rock, recovering from several rockodile bites, when an Artak Cougar
appeared out of nowhere, and began to attack me. I fled as fast as my
tired legs could carry me, but the Cougar felled me, just as I ran into
the hermit Varko’s hut. Now I was in a bit of a difficult place to
find, but the intelligent Farhope managed to locate me, and she and
Aries came to my rescue. F’nom tan’ki yi two! Now, I must continue my
search for the Conch…
Day 32, Year 542 of the Ascendancy
Today I finally got the opportunity to attend one of my clan’s
Shardik’luns, or monthly hunts. Fleming, Firebird, Tonle, and
Drue’Dreemi were present at this Shardik’lun, and we decided to hunt in
the Northwest Forest and Bear Caves. At first, the hunt went pretty
well, and we successfully hunted many bears, and gained many coins from
bear furs. However, things went awry when we came across a pair of
Choco Bears and several Deadly Adders. Luckily, some of us were able to
escape the onslaught and bring back help in the form healers and
fighters. Soon after, we decided to end the Shardik’lun, and return to
town for some rest. Thus, our clan hunt ended on a happy note.
Later that day, I learned that several exiles were
fallen in the Sasquatch Valley, and that a party was being formed to
rescue them. Not wanting to miss the opportunity to visit a place I’d
read of only from scrolls like Norm’s and Koric’s, Drue’Dreemi and I made our way to the T’rool Village, and to the entrance of the Sasquatch Valley.
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