My mystic instructor suggested I keep a journal/log. He thought it would help calm my “chaotic” mind and make it more orderly and open to the magic.
Hadn’t had any reason to give it a shot until now.
I came out to this remote town (What’s the name of it again?) on a whisper of a lead. A lead that might take me to some…force that could/would fight against the Lich King.
Two weeks I’ve been here; the only thing I found was a band of “adventurers” and some old friends (Neferiti and Carrisa), that was a pleasant surprise.
The “adventurers” were not what I was looking for. More glory hounds than anything. After fame and fortune. They could kill a squirrel and expect praise for it.
I was just about to give up and leave when the local church, the real power in the town, took everyone of importance in the town. They even took those fool “adventurers”. They took Carrisa’s father. The church said they were going to execute their prisoners and they (and the town) were allying themselves with the Draco-Lich.
We weren’t going to let that happen. Neferiti got some people together (the help from her bar!!). The drow bartender, the giggling goblin (still not sure
what he does around the place), a half demon from the church, Carrisa, and myself.
The goblin handled himself pretty good (I already knew Neferiti and Carrisa could), at least in the beginning. We rescued the “adventurers” (they turned tail and ran, figures) but we didn’t find Carrisa’s father.
Still don’t know about know about the Demon. He was part of the church but he’s helping us. He saved the goblin and Carrisa when they went down.
He bandaged and stablized them. So I guess he deserves the benefit of the doubt, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be watching him. He serves the Goddess of Death! All this could be his way of making sacrafices to his Goddess!!
The drow likes to hang back and to clean his shot glasses. He casts spells of some sort. A mage?
We are resting and getting ready to go into the church’s underground to look for the towns people and Carrisa’s father. I feel stronger. I can feel the Magic right there just out of reach. Maybe it was seeing that drow casting spells in combat. Maybe it was almost dying. I don’t know.