13 Gozran 4709
Today whilst I was cataloging tomes in the library of the Academae I uncovered an unusual find. It was an obscure tome entitled ‘Whispers of the Immortal’ written in an older dialect of Hallit. It may prove to be of worth in my research.
18 Gozran 4709
‘Whispers of the Immortal’ is indeed an incredible find. It was apparently written by an unknown disciple of none other than Tar-Baphon himself. It documents his master’s journey from life to undeath and then on to divine ascension. The tome is certainly old enough to be from the time of Tar-Baphon’s rule. I will need to investigate this further.
20 Gozran 4709
My investigations into the origins of this fabulous tome have revealed that it was discovered by an adventurer within an ancient, trap-laden crypt in the Fangwood Forest. However my superiors claim that the authenticity of ‘Whispers of the Immortal’ can in their words “hardly be held credulous.” It seems that I will have to take it upon myself to validate this work.
22 Desnus 4709
My investigations have indeed corroborated my hypothesis concerning the locations of several seals covertly placed by an elite circle of the Shining Crusade with the intent to imprison Tar-Baphon. With the information that I have gathered from this tome and evidence that I found within the ancient crypt I believe that one of the seals is located somewhere within Darkmoon Vale. I am taking a sabbatical from my studies at the Academae and heading there to confirm my theory. I will be leaving on a ship for Almas in the morning.
15 Sarenith 4709
Perhaps it is just the sense of confinement from being aboard ship for the past three weeks that is the cause of my uneasiness. In my dreams I find myself upon a large stretch of unending, desolate wasteland with nothing but the blowing wind for companionship. No matter how far I travel in that dream place do I find any indication of life or civilization. Despite it all I find my time there oddly comforting.
23 Sarenith 4709
These confounding dreams continue to hound me night after night. There are times that it almost seems like the constant incessant blowing wind contains more than just the breeze. It almost seems that there is the faintest sound of a voice being carried upon the wind. What it is or what it is trying to communicate I cannot discern. Perhaps it is Nethys attempting to guide me? Perhaps the next time I am in this dream state I shall follow the voice in the wind and see where it takes me.
21 Erastus 4709
Today I arrived in Almas. The last month of the journey aboard the ship has been disjointed and I have no real recollection of it. Apparently I fell ill with fever and laid delirious for the remainder of the trip. The captain of the Celestial Sea informed me that I drifted in and out of consciousness and rambled incoherently about endless plains, the silent wind and a city of impossible proportions. Unfortunately I cannot recall any of these possible revelations.
Regardless the first order of business will be to secure proper provisions and recruit suitable companions in my endeavor.
23 Erastus 4709
This morning finds us on the road heading north from Almas. Hymmir assures me that we will arrive in the area of Darkmoon Vale within the fortnight. I hope that his assertions that he is well versed in the area will prove factual. After all of this time, being this close to my goal the sense of urgency is almost intolerable.
From information that I gained in Almas I believe that the seal is located somewhere in the catacombs beneath an ancient dwarven monastery in the shadow of Droskar’s Crag at the foothills of the Five Kings Mountains. Hopefully Grimbal lives up to his reputation as the best trapfinder in all of Andoran. The catacombs will undoubtedly be trap-laden when we arrive.
1 Arodus 4709
We have finally arrived at the crumbling ruins of the old monastery. The dreams have continued and the voice is calling louder to me. I have done my best to conceal the topic of my nightly dreams from the others. However I am beginning to suspect that Cilios is becoming aware that there is more to my nightly unrest than I am admitting to. I probably should not have brought another acolyte of Nethys with me. Regardless he will not interfere with my destiny. For that is what the whispering voice has promised awaits me within the hidden vaults below.
2 Arodus 4709
The kobolds in the lower caverns were little more than an annoyance and scattered before the combined might of Raksmit and Hymmir. Hymmir feels that we should hunt down the remainder of the tribe. They appear to be avoiding us for the time being. I am quite certain they will no longer prove to be a hindrance in our search for the Seal.
3 Arodus 4709
Grimbal has indeed proven himself invaluable in navigating the many traps that were laid within these ancient vaults. Even the pathetic attempts of the Seal’s guardian to defend the lower vault could not stand in the path to my destiny. I will keep him trapped within his crystal cage for the time being. He is powerless against me now but his knowledge of the Seal and these vaults may yet prove useful to my research.
We have located the Seal of the Whispering Tyrant within the deepest vault. It is exactly as it appeared within my dreams. Now all that remains is to unlock its ancient secrets. I stand at the threshold of greatness.
Posted by Hugh on June 4, 2011, 11:16 | Adventures, DM’s Notes & Maps
