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Worn Coldain Tome   Leave a comment

This document is to record the creation of grudge: 2398b sub-table 7a

The following is an account of the actions that lead to said grudge. The following witnesses swear their clan honor to the truth of the account as spoken by Burdael of Clan Flying Axe.

-Gurno Dungrip
-Thurgrim: Clan Onyx Hammer
-Azguz: Clan Flying Axe
-Xoleres: Dwarf Friend of Clan Ironsides
-Durgious Redeye
-Dval: Clan Flying Axe

The account is as follows:

“I am Burdael of Clan Flying Axe. And what I now say, lest shame on my Clan, is truth. We had been in the field hunting for 4 days out of a scheduled 5 day expedition. I was scouting at the time when I heard a tremendous and angry roar from some colossal beast. I say as a Coldain that I was afraid. The others in my party caught up to me and heard the beast as well. Our fear faded with reassurance in numbers so we decided to find the source.

After coming over the top of a small hill we caught sight of a battle between 5 frost giants and one dragon of black scales. We froze in our tracks at the fearful sight. We then watched in horror as the 5 giants, one gifted with magic, slowly murdered the dragon with tactics of heavy dishonor. Their shaman had restricted the dragons movement. With the dragon unable to reach its attackers, the giants kept their distance and threw boulders and spears, while the shaman used magic. The giants did not even have the decency to finish the noble beast off, leaving him to die in the snow. We wanted to interfere, but the giants were too many.

After the giants had left, I ran down to the dying dragon, the others opted to stay behind. He raised his head, caked in dragon blood, and then told me his name and made me swear to remember and record it. I now swear to smith an axe in remembrance of him. It will remain in my clan’s posession as long as there are Coldain.


Onyxbrand – Etching reads: Remember, Garzicor

Posted December 11, 2013 by Michael in Uncategorized

Water-Stained Ancient Tome   Leave a comment

Such that … When combined with … into … transmute … this place will … foreboding. This is why … locate … essence of … Wisp are typicallly found … in all my travels I was never able to find the … debating … since the first I laid eyes upon … spirits are usually not pleased … trapped … once I was able … somewhat of a nuisance … nevermore … in time … Harbingers of … and far sight … golem of hay … following instructions … claw of … components may be … I suspect Miragul … end this now …

Posted December 11, 2013 by Michael in Uncategorized

Vol 3 of the Chronicles of Wu   Leave a comment

…the orcs struck without warning, and only by skill did I manage to escape. With no hope of returning to our temple, I hide in this empty camp and devise new methods of making stronger uniforms. Maybe one day our improved garb will save a Brother’s life.

The silk from the giant spiders has proven to be stronger and lighter than I had dreamed. It requires but two silks to make a swatch, and one swatch is enough for any part of a raw silk uniform but the tunic and leggings.

Thinking of a way to improve the silk, I recalled the words of Master Tho many seasons ago. He waved a bottle of kiola in front of me and proclaimed, “This is both drink… and weapon. Raw silk has many desirable properties, Apprentice Wu, but when cured with kiola… there is no better battle uniform for a Brother of the Silent Fist…” I wonder now what other wisdom I would have learned if he had not fallen asleep.

Heeding his wisdom, I have tried mixing various amounts of kiola with the silk during the curing process and have found the results encouraging. The cured silk is much stronger and lighter than the raw silk, unfortunately sometimes it takes more silk to make cured armor than the raw armor.

Before the massacre by the orcs we engaged in conversation with a traveling Enchantress by the name of Minlapus. Observing our techniques of silk tailoring, she offered to provide us with vials of thickened mana. By using a greater lightstone and the enchanting fluid she claimed we could make gauntlets capable of smiting creaures impervious to our bare hands. A side benefit is that gauntlets would emit light, a boon in this dim forest known as Lesser Faydark.

One note I should make is the method by which the nearby centurions make whips. It appears that they carefully trap a wolf and use its pelt, curing it with kiola, with a whip pattern. A simple process, but one I had not seen until now.

Dawn approaches, so I must put my quill down and cover my lightstone. The orcs will be patrolling soon.

Posted December 11, 2013 by Michael in Uncategorized

Unala the Avenger’s Scribbled Proposal   Leave a comment

Unala the Avenger’s Scribbled Proposal

Intruders have found their way into our fair city and are interrupting our charge. We cannot rebuild the city and try to save it with these interruptions.

I am asking that a small complement of geomancers be allowed to create a strategy to end these disturbances. I believe we are in a position to summon our greatest guardian thus far. With your permission, I would like to proceed before we lose Takish-Hiz to both the intruders and fast-encroaching sands.

Posted December 11, 2013 by Michael in Uncategorized

True Healing   Leave a comment

Dwarven Advice

I ne’er thought that the Duke would ever be lettin’ me use his spells, but I guess he be thinkin’ I kin be casting better magiks than some. I know not really, and can’t care a lick neither. What I gotta tell you boy, is that you be wackin’ all them buggers in the old Estate over yonder.


But you ain’t been spendin’ your time using the old healing magiks. Aye, you kin blast em all fine and good wieldin’ the power of our God there lad, but you can’t know power till ye be healin another dwarf. Aye, ’tis a good feelin’. Well, ‘sides that point, guess you got one yourself there. It sure is funner than all gettup t’ be smackin’ the heck outta the bones.

Well, do what you were doin’, just don’t get your sorry head bit off by dem abominations.

Posted December 11, 2013 by Michael in Uncategorized

Translated Parchment   Leave a comment


We are ready for you to move into the next phase of the plan.

I have read your thoughts on the x’kanta Johann, and his chosen tool, Stanos. Johann is a willing pawn, and will serve us well, for greed is yet another facet of Innoruuk’s power.

Stanos should also work out well, he is quite formidable, though I understand he does not yet know he has been chosen to actually carry out the task. Watch him well when the time comes, but I agree with your judgement.

Joren will be in Qeynos the entire month, so you have ample time to s’ktkar your task. Enclosed are the tools you will give to the Human x’kanta.

The blade is a gift from Innoruuk himself, forged in his temple and imbued with rage. Be sure to recover it after the mission is complete, it is much too powerful to leave in the hands of those we intend to il’kaash in the future. Combined with Stanos’ skill, Joren and his guards should fall easily.

The Guise has been handcrafted my our Master Coercer and should allow the wearer to pass undetected as Koada’dal, thus allowing the assassin to gain entry into the Ambassador’s quarters. Luckily, it shall be a Human transforming himself into that zm’rina form.

Be sure to eliminate all the human x’kanda you have recruited, and have no fear of the repercussions, for the Circle of Unseen Hands is no threat to us here in Neriak.

I have spoken with your master Tani N’mar and he assures me that his group of x’kantar will aid us if need be.


Posted December 11, 2013 by Michael in Uncategorized

Translated Ancient Tome   Leave a comment

The manufacturing of a hay golem is not so complex, save for the creation of the most important part: the head. The process requires a precise set of ingredients, such that any exclusion or imitation of a crucial item can lead to disastrous results.

When combined with care, the resulting head can simply be fitted into the frame of the hay golem with no need for spells or further transmutation.

For the husk, you must locate a fitting carved pumpkin. Such can often by found in Estates teeming with the undead. While this place will feel somewhat foreboding, there is no better place to harvest this item. Next, seek out a supplemental shapely vegetation. The best bet is a dank and moist fungus filled region. Thirdly on the list are stringy vines. The best vines I have found are located on the moon of Luclin in the mad mage’s domain. This is why stealth is of the utmost importance. Next, there is a need for several fragments of the unliving: The claw of an ancient dragon, long dead. Tattooed skin peeled from a zombie – I imagine there are many bloated sailors that would not miss a scrap of their flesh. Tears of those spirits that are long forgotten.

The final elements are the most important, and oddly enough, the most difficult to find. The basking glow of an orange flame, a living essence of a dancing mote of light. These wisps are typicallly found in swamplands. Also, the boiling liquid from the Mistress’ laboratory.

Lastly, the reanimation formula. Unfortunately, in all my travels I was never able to find the source of this substance and all my attempts to duplicate it have been for naught. I have often debated whether the extra efforts required for this endeavor are worth my time. Since the first time I laid eyes upon a hay golem, I knew the knowledge of their creation would be mine … someday.

Posted December 11, 2013 by Michael in Uncategorized

Testament of Night   Leave a comment

For the ear of the Emperor I write in my own blood, accepting my death as the seal for this testament. The ceremony performed on the Vah Shir captive has failed. Our attempt to leash the divine, to merge mortal flesh with the power of the gods has gone awry. All that is widely known is that both the captive and his masters perished in a mistaken spell. The truth is that the captive transcended somehow, consuming many of your loyal servants with his newfound powers. Our agents seek him, but there is little hope that he will be found. He has escaped and we have failed. We bow before you to accept your judgment. We cannot carry out your command, dread Emperor. A god cannot be made.

Posted December 10, 2013 by Michael in Uncategorized

Tattered Note   Leave a comment

Ans dutenus ial di xetanus. Ans vaeus xaui xau.


Posted December 10, 2013 by Michael in Uncategorized

Tattered Letter to Imdawl   Leave a comment

Dear Imdawl,

I don’t know if this letter will find you, but I think they may be on to us.

Someone found the poison we used on a glass in my master’s chambers.

It won’t be long until we are discovered.

If I manage to pass this note to you, you must find a way to meet with me. We must find someone to blame.

Posted December 10, 2013 by Michael in Uncategorized