Embark.
Dear Journal,
i've hunted for a song material, for a real combat.
Found a dwarf who agreed to show me his tricks, in echange for a praise-song. Then elven guardswoman joined, without revealing her name.
We went swamps to hunt kobolds, but met the fiendish Tanar'ri of the Abyss.
Almost dying, we retreated to heal our wounds - but i feel drained still ... as if a part of my soul was sucked into Abyss.
Elven guard's sword-arm & divine powers was what kept us alive.
Stayed a while in commons to compose a song, to share it with a dwarf ... and met another, a strong & full-plated human woman.
It seems that demons dwell in the swamps for a quite while, she encountered them before. She also did reveal elven guard's name - it's 'Mint'.
When we talked about Shadowy Cloaked Form that fought us under a magical darkness spell, she mentioned that we were touched by the 'Shroud of Orcusgate'.
'... out of Abyss, did they come?
Now the Swamps are their home.
... mighty dwarf, still held a line,
We survived, it's divine.
... elven lady, unknown name,
with her sword they were a-slain.'
We were lucky to keep our lives & return, i should add.
-- Yours, 'Lomy' Lomyriomendur Nain, a drained elven bard.
a Demonic Appearance.
a Strange Spell.
'Shroud of Orcusgate'.
Considerations.
Return.
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