From the Journal of Duke Aiden Montyouc
24th of Gozran
After returning victorious from the grey hills Tahli, Mac, and I took a moment to celebrate our small victory. After a few rounds of beverages Peren and Brennus came to join us so that we could plan out our next mission. I am concerned about Mac’s commitment, everytime someone mentions the green dragon I see her eyes glaze over and a look of dread come across her face. We get a general semblance of a plan and prepare to head out at first light. We load up our provisions and stock up on anti-toxin from flate who was very irate that we give him any notice and bought almost all of his stock.
25th – 29th of Gozran
We hit the road at first light heading to Ed’s farm, day was very uneventful aside from watching peren fail to spear any fish as we all “enjoyed” our dried rations around a fire.
The next day was more of the same until once again as with yesterday our ranger who in the past was so reliable with finding food in nature failed to find anything. He kept repeating that all of the berries he knew were safe were “out of season” right now, we all nod along but im beginning to worry about him.
Perhaps it is my hubris but the monotony of safely traveling along this road is beginning to wear on me. I believe that Drochtredia is beginning to make me crazy when safe travel makes me more paranoid than being attacked on the road. We were so excited as we watched from afar as peren snuck up on a small pig, we could almost smell the bacon, but just as he was about to strike with his bow we heard him mutter something a look down at his belt. As he did the pig took off and tried as he might peren just could not hit the beast. I am worried that our encounters the past few weeks have begun to affect his mental state.
I must say I was skeptical at first but Peren’s ability to fish was finally proven today and he speared two nice sized bass in one fell swoop, ever the performer and after watching his less successful attempts our gladiator friend Brennus managed to spear one on his first try. Peren was less than amused…
After my last trip here I never thought I would say this but ed’s place was a wonderful sight after the true boredom of safe travel. After speaking with ed we threw Tinker, the faerie dragon, some chicken and began our trek into the forest.
29th of Gozran
I truly despise this place….. We ventured along the road for some time until our ranger decided to step on a tree root that woke the tree from its slumber. Recognizing it not to be a blighted creature we chose instead to take flight and out run the creature till it got tired of chasing us. The remainder of the day went well, we camped on the road to avoid any other creature but one thing is bothering me. I kept catching our ranger talking to his belt, he is truly an odd one.
30th of Gozran
Today a strange thing happened, while we were making our way towards the temple we heard the cries of a pers…a thing in need of help. It took the form of a boy and a dog carrying something of great power and kept shouting “help, its right behind me, its coming.” we felt the earth shake beneath our feet. I prepped my gauntlet and rapier while brennus formed up at the front with his shield and spear but almost as soon as this appeared to us all it had vanished. I am worried that the forest might all be driving us mad, we chose not to speak of this over dinner to keep up morale.
Journal of mac woodfleet
1st – ??? of Desnus
We shouldn’t be alive. Not all of us, or maybe any of us. Looking around at my companions scattered through this broken church as we lick our wounds we certainly don’t look fortunate. This is twice now I’ve survived certain death from that dragon. The first time I was saved by Odin, this time we were saved through bravery, sacrifice, and no small amount of luck.
As soon as we found those kobolds outside of The Barrow temple we should have turned back. They should have…. No, ‘I’ should have listened to myself. The others didn’t know any better. I got so panicked when we found out their lord Willowbite was the dragon that I blasted Aiden and tried to run, but they held me back. And I didn’t want to be in the forest alone. Then that Kobold left with the Adder Staff and the next day as soon as I showed my face the dragon appeared. I was frozen in terror. Words which usually flow out of my mouth stuck and tumbled like broken glass. We were stuck then. If we left, Willowblight would follow us and strike when it pleased. If we stayed in the barrow we would be surrounded by it servants and it could open the barrow with the staff. The only option seemed to bring the fight to it, and Aiden was very convincing that we could do it.
We made our way to the dragon’s lair and things happened very quickly. Psalme got caught in a net and around the other corner was the dragon’s lair. We were immune to the dragons poison thanks to the tablecloth, so it ran off and we went to fighting the kobolds. It snuck up behind us while we were split, but we managed to fight it off again. It ran away through the waterfall, and in our great pride we decided to stay and mop up after a rest. That was our biggest mistake. For all we knew the dragon was panicked and injured, it wouldn’t have followed us. So while we got our rest, so did it. When we found the captive green faith druid Fea’lor we didn’t question his promises that just through that door we’d find fabulous treasurers. All we needed to do was insert my lute. And then our hope came crashing down along with the dragon that descended behind us and the wall that sealed off my lute and broke my hand, as instead kobolds were revealed behind the door. That lute was something that made me special and now its gone.
Brennus and Peren fought valiantly while Tahli and I did was we could from around the corner but there was no winning that fight. Aiden had tried his bravado and it nearly killed him. We tried to run but we couldn’t get away. Brennis saw this and in a heroic act stood in the way of Willowblight to give us the time to get away. It’s one thing to die to a great beast, but it’s another thing altogether to knowingly choose death so other can live. There wasn’t much I could do with my lute gone and hand broken, but I couldn’t just leave him without trying. I grabbed a handful of sand from the river bottom and used all the magic I had left on a sleep spell, and by some miracle it worked. Brennis didn’t have to die. Kobolds were all around the river bank outside the cave and it was only a minute before the beast awoke with a roar, but the river was carrying us quickly downstream.
As terrified as I was (and still am) of that dragon and as much as we lost that day, it was good that I got to face Willowblight again. Seeing the bravery of Aiden, Perrin, and Brennis in the face of the beast was inspiring. We should have turned back many times, but we had managed to enter that dragons lair, kill his followers, injury him gravely, and come out of it alive. That is no small victory, and one that neither I nor Willowblight won’t soon forget. Soon, once we are a bit more powerful and more prepared, we will fight that dragon again, and then I swear to all the Aesir that we will not run and he will not get away.
Something about that cave had me worried though. Those Kobolds had been doing a lot of digging lately. While that trap seemed to be designed specifically for me, my ego’s not big enough that I think all of it was. And Willowblight had some sort of stone white necklace on. It knew we were coming, it knew about the weapons of the forest, and it seemed to resist one of my spells. Maybe it’s the Blightmaster, but at the very least Willowblight is working towards something more than we understand.
The Journal of Aiden Montyouc
??? of Desuns
I do not know what day it is, I am grateful that Ed put us up in this old halfling church but one thing is certain I MUST retrieve that letter. I managed to retrieve the ring I had placed in the wax envelope while Mac wasn’t paying attention but I wasn’t able to get it all, the blasted envelope fell apart with the letter mostly intact. I only gave her that blasted thing because I was sure I would meet the cold embrace of death in that place and I could not stand the idea of dying in such an undignified manner….I will carry on with my mission but retrieving that letter, before everyone in mariners landing knows my secret, must remain at the forefront of my mind.