Steel of Tasril

Month 3

I’m going to start this story part way through but hopefully it will help you follow. Bolded text is from Soviliss’ Journal

Month 3, Week 1

Its been 3 weeks since I had a good nights sleep. Maybe its knowing in the back of my mind that there are those much more powerful than us who would want us dead if only they knew our purpose. Maybe it my slightly unexplainable fanatic resolve to see this cult destroyed. More recently maybe its because I’m stuck on a fucking Island and if is experience has taught me anything water can be more dangerous than steel. In our short history, since we started out on our journey towards the riches of the north, much more dangerous. Maybe its all that together, but what I truly think it is, is the dream. The same dream I have every night, me swimming towards a hole in the boat, never getting there, swimming, swimming, until everything turns black, and knowing it was over.

- Discovered Mage’s study with partially completed flying boat and ritual for its completion

- He had two very elven-looking pleasure zombies (something about knowing the were zombies weirded me out)

- Found he used to have flying pets (and quite many of them)

- Found a captured demon (left him there, remember to tell church when I get to Tasril)

- 4 Ghost workers have been repeating the same tasks for the last 70 years (boat needs 2 weeks work). They attacked us when they found out they were ghosts.

Rage Drakes almost ready to ride. Arina doing ok. Saved a noble woman , she’s a bitch. Captain didn’t believe in ghosts. Neither did crew.

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Month3 Week 2

Everyone has 11500Xp.

You can remake your character in any way you see fit, but you must keep the same class and race.

You can choose one magic item up to level 8, one up to level 7, and one up to level 6.

You can also have 2500gp to spend on gear. You can spend this on magic items as normal, or keep it. Whatever you keep is halved.

If you choose to take new items and gold, you lose whatever items you currently have.

Whatever rituals you have stay the same. You cannot buy new ones.

Tim and Dave, you can keep your dog and drakes for free.

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Strange book found in the cultists lair

A strange book the size of a small journal was found in the lair of the cultists. On the cover reads the words “The Rite of Return”. Inside, an eerie message is written in common:

Out of our defeat shall we rise and triumph and the dark gods shall rise once more and reclaim their due and all our enemies shall tremble and choke and burn before us and history shall be written anew. Our magnificence shall blind the traitors and heretics and our triumph shall usher in a new era of glory and terror. Open the gate and unleash the forces of hell onto earth.

The Deceiver’s light must be swallowed by the night; the time when her power is weakest. The sacrament must be performed in the darkest of nights, when the forces of darkness are strongest. Bring the god child to the gate and it shall be shattered. The chosen one must be of the purest blood and ready for the baptism of liquid fire. (S)He is the one that will live on eternally as a god. The chosen one of brilliance shall turn into the demise of all light and all those who looked for their salvation shall find only torture and death. The darkness shall be eternal, and all the feral places shall turn to chaos.

The barrier between planes is weakest at the site of the gate; the place where the gods of the night and fire were betrayed and cast into damnation. It is there where the flames will burn the hottest and our prison shall be shattered. It is there that the blood of gods and the souls of men must be spilt. The souls of a thousand murderers must be shepherded to that unholy place and their wrath and sins shall be the hammer that shatters the iron of our prison. Deep beneath the most ancient and unholy city lies the gate of our prison, the gate of hell.

Bring also the weapon of the Mage, the most unholy and reviled staff that was used to seal our prison. It is the key that shall free us of our chains. Then shall it be used against the elf and he shall burn and writhe and wilt under its power. All the elves are cursed to burn with their patron. They are the most hated of all peoples. Devils and ghouls and rats shall feast of the flesh of all elves and their women shall be raped and their children shall be eaten by locusts. All elves shall die and their dark brothers shall not escape. They shall be hunted down wherever they hide and destroyed for they are traitors.

Dwarves shall fare no better. The Dwarf god shall be cut into twelve pieces and fed to the flames. All the mountains of the earth shall crumble, and the dwarves shall be turned to salt and rock and ashes. Men shall tremble and weep and die. All the walls of men shall crumble, and the Protector shall be devoured. The Sun and the Moon shall both die and all the world shall be bathed in fire and blackness. All who opposed us shall die and weep for their people.

I shall not rest until I am free and my vengeance is given to me. Rest not my servants, for I watch you always and I will remember he who served me best when I return. Sons of pestilence, I have shown you the way. Rest not until you have finished this task.

The rest of the pages are filled with runes and drawings and lines of gibberish. Their meaning cannot be deciphered.

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