25th day of Rainsearch, 742
So that young princess, Eselreth, who rules this “Wealwyrten Protectorate,” or whatever, went to that orc village we saved – Khorig, was it? Anyway. turns out the bad orcs got mad at the good orcs and killed them all. Something about it not being honorable to firebomb their village when their champion won his duels fair and square. Whatever. So Eselreth shows up at the bad orcs village and kills them all in retribution. Remind me not to piss her off. . . .
27th day of Rainsearch, 742
The princess girlie said we should hire a legal advocate, so we did. Some creepy looking human named Illtyd. No sense of humor, at all. Seems to know his business, though. Anyway, it turns out that Sir Koran is being represented by Turin the Solicitor. I never heard of him, but I guess he’s famous. More to the point he’s expensive. Too expensive for a knight like Koran to afford. I’ve got a bad feeling about this.
28th day of Rainsearch, 742
Our fancy, shmancy advocate got the princess girlie to write some legal letter that forces Lord Biduryk (our old ally from Rinnings) to appear and testify at our trial. He also picked our Judge – some noblewoman named Alestia. We tried to see if Sir Koran would accept a financial payment of blood debt to settle this whole business, but he wasn’t having it. I guess there’s no two ways about it; we are going to trial.
25th day of Hellsfire, 742
So the Crown’s judge and the Accuser’s judge have showed up. The Crown is represented by Lady Ovaris, some baronet of a small village. Sir Koran’s judge is his family friend, a knight named Sir Evis. The princess girlie says the trial will be day after tomorrow.
27th day of Hellsfire, 742
Well, that was weird. So this Turin the Solicitor guy brings in this certified wizard whose sole job is to cast a spell forcing us to tell the truth. Anyway, he starts asking questions in a way that makes us look guilty as hell. I, however, am brilliant, so I found a way to answer that was managing to reveal the whole truth, including Duke Ungarth’s involvement. Just as I was about to spill the beans, Turin practically shouts that the prosecution wishes to drop all charges! Sir Koran was pissed!
We wanted to talk to Sir Koran, since it seems his brother was used by the Duke. Since Koran isn’t exactly on speaking terms with us, Lord Biduryk suggested that he could act as an intermediary for us. He’s just a lowly baronet on paper, but everyone in the Kingdom knows he’s the King’s main man, so Koran will have to grant us a meeting. We’re gonna meet with him tomorrow evening.
28th day of Hellsfire, 742
Started off right after breakfast with that dwarven god, Pron-ak-Torzekkan, materializing right in our room at the palace! I really couldn’t begin to describe the experience.
Anyway, uh, the long and the short of it is that we have to go find some dwarf artifact that is supposed to have been lost in prehistoric times. That’s all the information we got. Not very wordy, is Pron-ak-Torzekkan.
After that, Lord Biduryk caught up with Sir Koran and showed him a private journal that our old pal Xelbritha, um, “liberated” from Duke Ungarth. It totally outlines Duke Ungarth’s plots and how Koran’s brother was involved in them, implicating him in treason against the Crown. So that evening, Sir Koran met with us. Persici tried to talk him into forming a resistance movement to resist Prince Garewyc. Koran apologized to us for charging us with murder, but then just left. What Persici was proposing was a big ask, I guess.
29th day of Hellsfire, 742
We left Caer Dvars this morning, en route to Zadakkanekk (or whatever the damned unpronounceable name of that dwarf town is). On the way, we were ambushed by three firebreathing lizards (I later learned that they are called lesser dragons). We defeated them, but not before Oreg was killed. Luckily, Persici was able to somehow raise him from the death with some kind of magic hoodoo.
30th day of Hellsfire, 742
Well! I’ve never been so insulted in all my life! The dungeon? Just because I don’t think I ought to have to pay a tax every damned time I enter a town?
1st day of Medi, 742
Some friends. They just left me there, in that dungeon, until they were good and ready to leave this stinking town. No appreciation whatsoever for my principled stand against tyranny. To make it worse, every time I bring it up to one of them, they just roll their eyes and agree with me with exaggerated patience. It is completely obvious they don’t take this seriously.
Anyway, our wild goose chase (some roasted wild goose would hit the spot about now….) seems to continue. Nobody found anything useful out, at all, except that somebody they all call “the Chronicler” told them there might be more information in the dwarf capital, so that’s where we’re going.
9th day of Medi, 742
We arrived in the dwarf capital, a town they call Ghruzzikk or something. So the Dorkhustakk (I think that’s a king), a guy named Trokkizz III, gave us a piece of paper that gives us access to any area of the stronghold. He also agreed to provide us room and board. I couldn’t find any roasted goose, but I may have eaten my share of suckling pig.
11th day of Medi, 742
I hate libraries. They’re dusty and boring. Anyway, we found a vague reference to this Ugzhak bauble we’re supposed to be finding. Somebody once was invited to go through something called the “Trial of the Three Keys” in Shi’enarath. Pretty thin information, if you ask me.
13th day of Medi, 742
We found a one-line reference in a text on crystalline structure of all things that reinforced the link between this Ugzhak and Shi’enarath. We’ll head out tomorrow.
19th day of Medi, 742
We’ve made it to Rudem, the capital of a kingdom known as Rudar. They only let women be nobles or leaders here. Never seen that before. Strange.
31st day of Medi, 742
We made it to Shi’enarath, and we completed the trial of the keys. Really, most of us just kind of hung out. Bottom line, we finished the Trial. Guess what? All we got was a letter of introduction from the Priestess of the Goddess here in Shi’enarath to the Lord of the Tower in Orfannis, whoever that is. Apparently, the Trial of the Keys just determined that we are “worth” or whatever to try to take the keys from “beneath the tower,” whatever that means.
Oh, and we still don’t know where this Ugzhak thingy even is. It is pretty clear that we are just chasing something called the “keys” that will give us access to the damned thing, if we ever figure out where it is!
Tomorrow, we set back out across Rudar toward Orfannis and this “Tower” of theirs.