Journal of Arcade Deltarion – To Kindric …a fine day for travelling despite the snow. Still a few weeks until Solstice.... …encountered a mage at an inn wielding a wooden staff topped by a wizard head. Curiously, it’s eyes seemed to follow you. He was accompanied by a bodyguard, apparently foreigners. He was not a friendly sort…. …truly astonishing. Heard shouts and cries for help on the road ahead, and arrived to find the mage and his entourage dead at the hands of bandits. While we engaged the bandits, Tom-Tom went after the leader and a small group, who appeared to have stolen the wizard staff and run into the woods. We were holding our own, when a massive explosion rocked the forest. A gigantic creature which seemed to be composed of living fire appeared, consuming the bandit leader and his men. It began to advance towards us through the trees, setting them alight. We found that the wizard staff had somehow returned and was lying upon the ground. To be blunt, I grabbed the staff and we fled back to the inn. When we arrived, a fire-quenching group was being formed. Am quite disappointed, as the group would not allow me to go and assist…. ...on the way to Dayhill, pesky horrid centipedes the size of tree trunks ambushed us from below the snow. No match for us. I was glad we decided to face them down after our last performance…. |
Annotations[Ed. This was how Arcade acquired the staff, which was to provide a great deal of assistance and amusement. More details to be revealed as they unfolded. Keep your eye on that stick, it moves fast.] |