Realms Ledger (Player Notes)

[pigdish]

Use this thread to keep track of your character's personal view of the adventure.

Please only one post per character. As the adventure continues just edit your post with the recent info that you have learned.

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Completed task will be tracked here as well.

[Antioch]

Antioch's Player Notes

Mental note...casting knock on a magically defended door is not a good idea. I had no clue that creatures that dumb would hide a door that well protected. I should have cast detect magic first.


We defeated the guardian and have entered the sanctuary of this tower. There is a strange creature inside and all I could think of is that it is imperitive to keep him from what was in that case that he is working on in the center of the room. I dimension doored to it to swip it and have been possessed by an arm that has attached itself to me like a living guantlet. I have no idea what it is or what it can do yet. I hope it's not evil.

We just got into Murann to resupply and ID the loot we've found so far.

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Quests
1. Go to Ujaset's lair and take it back. To rest his soul.
2. ID the arm that's attached itself to me
3. ID equipment, divy the loot and resupply.

Thoughts on Party
Marteen(half-dragon(gold) warrior)- Wears magic gloves to hide his true self, probably to blend it and not to be sneaky. Seems to have a big heart to match his big size. He seems prideful and very handy in a fight. I believe I can trust him.

Malic(Human Barbarian/Cleric)- Bravely enters the fray without fear. He sacrifices himself to protect others. This man has great honor.

Samuel Gibson(Elf Battlemage)- A bit pompous at first, but seems to be adding his worth to the party. Very cavalier with the lives of those in the party that he yet barely knows. Seems ready to plunge head long into the unknown instead of being cautious. He fancies himself our leader it seems and is awefull bossy. I don't think he rubs the group the right way, but his swords and spells are welcome.

Galadon (Human Druid)- He seems to have his own hidden agendas, but it seems we were all pulled together for a reason of which he has only informed us of the smallest part of it.

Jaehr (Human Ranger) Quite but very wise beyond his years. It is rare to see such an introspective human such as he.

Tripbang Wanderwill (Halfling Rogue) - He has finally introduced himself to the party. Apparently, he's been following us since the city and would like to join our adventuring party. We'll need his talents in the time to come. I wholeheardly welcome him.

Eziekiel - (Human Cleric) - Speaks with a great wisdom. He cared very deeply about the passing of those evil men at the elf enslavement camp. To see the good in people performing hanious acts is a rare skill indeed.

[Challenger]

Gibson's notes

Find missing bother.
:somewhere in this tower at a push

Find corpse of Ujaset and bury it.

Sort out feud with Marteen
:Of cource that would be alot easier if he was half way rational.
:I couldn't care less if he imortal if your going to act like a child throwing a temper tantrum if someone disagrees with you I'll bloody well call you a child.

Challenger

[grond]

Deep thoughts, by Ludrud Windrock.
I haven't taken a shower in over 75 years. Why have all of these people gathered near me. How come location words like H E R E and T H E R E and W H E R E are spelled E R E but we don't spell it N E R E its actually N E A R which is much more like H E A R and F E A R and T E A R and P E A R, all of which have nearly nothing to do with each other.

In short, I plan on attempting to maintain my character while DMing, but if I become conflicted I'll drop him out. For now, his thoughts and feeling about the world around him, the campaign in specific, shall be logged here. Reader beware.

(In response to Pigdish "May be? You give me too little credit my good sir!)

I wonder what other things a glaive can be shaped into? Hmmm. More importantly, why have I bothered with his. The sun felt good on my face, and now I have a prisoner and am looking at the beginnings of yet another war. These people jump to killing far too quickly and I'm not at all sure I like how forward the tall one seems to be. These elves are even more brash than the others I've met. Siggghhh. I'll just have to torture them at night.
My goodness they stretch my temper. Perhaps it is fields that have me so tense and not the impatient fools who stand in them. Truly, though the trees are mere yards away from me, I long for the cover of their branches and scents that come from their leaves. Like caves made of life.

[pigdish]

Aglarkano C'theldrath

Avoid reading Ludrud's mind, the madness may be infectious. Be afraid of Jaehr's thoughts.

[Rincewind]

I'm going to start dating these to reduce confusion starting now, Nov. 7th.

He has been taking care to remain invisible to them, in the shadows. None know of his existence, but that doesn't mean he's not watching them... Soon, he will know what the girl took from that house, and he may have a greater purpose in life once more. We shall see, yes...


Oh boy, they're the sort to shout before entering battle. Well, on the plus side, it means that I'll be noticed all the less. Until my blades hit vulnerable areas, at any rate, hehe. Yes, this should work out nicely. At least unless I need to do some stealthy scouting around them... eh, I'm sure it'll be fine.

Nov 7th, 2007
Well, I've acquitted myself quite well with the shortbow against that Wyvern, pity that one particularly accurate hit didn't do as much damage as I'd like. I'm going to need to do more to gain the trust of these goodly adventurers, though. It's not helping that they've chosen to track through the forest- why are these adventures never in a nice, cozy town? I don't want to get lost in the woods, and I sure don't want to be a snack for the Wyverns. Something big is going on here, but no task is too big for Tripbang! Well, some are. Those really large sandwiches, for example.
Anyway, I need to find where they've trudged off to in the forest. Thank the Gods I didn't fly with the others- I'm not sure what happened to them, but by the noise it wasn't anything good. I might have been safer in town.... but where's the adventure in that?

Dec 14th
Ah, I knew this lot would turn out to be some fun! Giants to hamstring, who could ask for more? There's nothing quite so fun as cutting 'em down to size, particuarly when your size is a quarter of their height, hehe. Seems like a good group, tho that overly serious fellow needs some watching. Dunno what's going through his mind, really. Divvy the loot, pfaugh. Ah well, looks like there should be some serious work for me ahead! I think I've already proved my worth to this lot twice over, between attacking the enemy's vulnerable spots and finding that hidden letter, but I look forward to some good trapfinding. Nothing gets the blood pumping like a challenge only I can overcome!

Dec. 27th.
Well, the lot of 'em seem to have found an innovative new way to check for traps, i.e. set 'em off and die. Eh, they'll learn. And if they don't, at least I get some neat stuff!

Jan 8th, 2008
Now they're fighting like a mess of cats wot ain't got but one piece of rat between 'em. I dunno about this lot somedays. Seems like a lot of the trouble seems to be Gibson, but 'e's one of the few wot 'asn't done somethin' suicidal yet. I'll try to settle 'im down.

[Vandyr]

Jaehr's Thoughts:

As usual, my inability to let my mother be dead to me has lead me into another conflict that had nothing to do with me. That demented old witch said to search her out and come here. I have no idea why I'm letting someone who ruined the early part of my life continue to control it.

Killed a man today. Pretty sure that would've disappointed my father. Was a man who was involved in the killing and enslaving of the elves of the area. Didn't see me coming until it was too late, true to the Wild Elf style of fighting. Would've made Lightsigh proud, if he cared enough.

Maybe it's because I've spent a good portion of my life living with those who had little use for words, but something about these loud, outspoken people and their long-winded speeches seems to get under my skin as easily as the screeches of the pterafolk. But in the name of Ubtao, I won't let them get to me. Maybe they'll learn that in most cases actions conquer words.
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By the Gods! Those beasts were vicious! I barely was able to scratch one before it took off! Now I'm trying to follow them, but it's hard to track something that took to the sky... a definate challenge.
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I haven't been filled in on what happened with the beasts, but the man that was taken captive was recovered. He's a man of great bravery. He seems to on some level even be humbled by the experience and remembering that we are not indestructible nor immortal.

It's not everyday you have boulders thrown at you and you come out without a single scratch...
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We haven't fought enough for me to talk about how well they are in battle, but there is one thing that Gibson and Marteen are obviously good at: Bickering. Its driving me up the wall! Maybe its because I come from a group who enjoyed silence and knew what kind of tool it is, but it makes me really want to attack something. In my homeland they would've died ages ago...

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One mention of fire and everyone takes my idea and runs with it. Perhaps these people have more potential than I've given them.

[wiccy]

Zeik's Thoughts

What a strange group have I came across in what appears to be the remains of a farm and what deepens my soul to see the ground so heavily scattered with such death.
A creature who is still to be unknown riddles us with such an inquisitive yet easy riddle. I shall answer the riddle and stay the hands of the group from furthering the bloodshed that stained this night red.
I pray for the souls that have been laid to rest this night. May they find peace that did not come to them on this night.
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Why am I still in this dreaded forest? Memory are still flooding my every thought. I will not rest til I leave this place.
These giant ugly S.O.B.'s hit really hard, but I must help dispatch these creatures to get to the ujaset obligation I have the blue road should wait. We should not keep holding this off if there was a high value to the thing that he wanted us to retrieve they may pawn them off for other things. What would we do then?



Quests
1. Go to Ujaset's lair and take it back. To rest his soul.
2. Dispatch the giants.

Thoughts on Party
Marteen(hum/?/Ftr)- A little short-fused, but looks like a menace to tampered with. Seems soft-hearted all-around, but wouldn't pass it by him that I must keep an eye on him in some moments.

Malic(hum/Bar/Cler)- A simple man of few words and all honor. From what I've seen of so far I would trust this man with my life. Even when he is running into battle screaming!!!!!!!!!

Dwarven Druid(Ludrud)- Seems a little bit on the grumpy side, but serious in all means. Would trust him to guard my back as I would his.

Samuel Gibson(Elf/rgr/wiz)- a bit on the arrogant side, but seems very curious. Always looking into things maybe a little to much, but in somethings that can be a good thing

Galadon (hum/Drd)- Don't know much of him yet. Seems to be hard working as of right now. Seems to have hired some of the other adventurers to do subterfuge work.

Xandar(Elf Wizard)- Seems quite the intellectual and so eager to speak the truth. A Wizard at that

Human Ranger (jaehr)- Seems quiet and timid. Hasn't said much.

Tripbang Wanderwill-Who?

[MjolnirH]

Malic’s Musings

The world below the frozen steppe is a strange place indeed, I thank you Tempus for the chance to explore such a strange mysteries. There are men so vile down here that I doubt whether or not they’ve even heard of honor. They trample over the weak and seem intent on breaking them instead of showing them how to be strong. Many times I saw horrors upon these elvish people at the hands of so called men, I will not undertake such a mission of hiding within myself again. I can not again stand by and watch such things doing nothing. It is true that the tribes of the North raid the people of the ten towns, but those are a strong people, a people worthy the honor of battle. I think that these I have now fallen in with are those of honor and will join them for a time.

I revel in the honesty of battle, in the throes of battle it does not matter who is right or who is wrong, all that matters is two forces against one another testing strength and cunning.

Tempus, it feels good to be in the company of those who would walk with honor. Even though the strange spirit unerved me more than a little, it gladdens me to go on a quest to put its spirit to rest. Kolbods are cunning little tricksters, but with a Sorcerer as their leader they may be a suitable challange. May I see battle again soon Tempus.

Bright Steel Flash
Hot blood boil
Life without battle
breeds misery and toil

It’s been a long time since I had learned a hard lesson; I have become complacent and too confident in my abilities. Today I underestimated my enemies and that mistake almost had me at the bottom of some foul beast's gut. The more experienced of the party supplied me with a name for the beast. It is known as a Wyvern, a reptilian creature with a poison sting. Bravery and courage in battle are things I hold dear in my heart. There is also however a time for boldness and a time for discretion. Today would have been a time to find cover, not for shunning the battle as a cowardly act, but for choosing the proper time to strike and to form the battle in a more favorable shape.

Honor, Strength, and Courage Tempus!!!

Now that I am with a group of those that battle for what is right, it seems as though the whole land has things it needs us to do. It is hard to prioritize our quests; normally I wouldn’t much care what we were doing, just as long as we are battling our foes. Tempus I feel nervous with my promise to a dead creature hanging over me, I need to continue on that quest and finish it.

The battle you bring Tempus makes one feel alive, to live in the moment the simplicity of it all, the challenge of skills and overcoming obstacles helps one grow and become better. There are no shades of gray in the thick of battle with ones enemies, it is fight and win or go down with a song of glory on your lips. I do not regret my choice to wander these lands instead of following the rest of the tribes to Settlestone. I believe it was you who called to me, asking me to wander, to meet the challenges you have laid before me to grow and better myself. There are those in need of a strong fighting arm out here in this strange place below the cold of the spine of the world and I am glad to offer what skills I can. Live in the moment lord Tempus within battle and without, this creed would be written in a book of your faith if you had one. But your lessons are best learned not by reading and reflection, but by doing, making mistakes and then doing better.

Shamans of any God try to attune themselves to the world around them in a way where rare or extraordinary events seem to them as a sign or portent, a message of divine nature from their God. I am no different, however I keep watch for opportunities to learn more of myself and how I can better represent Tempus in battle. Seeing a flock of ravens does not fill me with dread as a portent of death, to me it is just a flock of birds. Being bested in battle and surviving that defeat teaches me a modicum of humility, it shows me that we must also outwit our opponents. Sometimes this can be the difference between victory or death. I learn the lessons that Tempus has to teach from battle, both winning and losing each have their own lessons. Being in this group I see potential for a formidable fighting force, but not while we scramble about with out even a basic half cohesive battle plan. For this one must lead and Tempus I saw the opportunity that you offered. I gladly accept this opportunity to lead this group and together we can forge a force to be reckoned with.

Screams of fury
Cries of pain
All in such a hurry
To reach the battle plane