THE JOURNAL OF THORIN RYO
by Doragon Kishu
Chap I – Paladin
Chap II – 200 Years Of Peace
Chapter III – Nekana Agnimitra
Chapter IV – The Spider
Chapter V – Thugs (Part 1)
Chapter IX – The Magic Grows
Chapter X – Challenging Times
Chapter XI – The Blightlands
Chapter XII – Gnome Tossing
Chapter XIII – Gnoll Warfare
CHAPTER XIV – The Oath Of Devotion
After we piled all of the Gnolls bodies together, the Party had a discussion.
We spoke of a Gnoll that spoke Ashkan’s name during the battle…
…he wanted us to spare his life, but that particular Gnoll was set on trying to scratch me.
Our Druid Arinar incinerated it in the end with one of his spells…
Ashkan looked most bleak after the battle…
…we feared that perhaps one of his relative had been somehow transformed into a Gnoll, Laenor and I both came to that deduction.
Ashkan told me that was a dear friend of his that had been taken because of his Firey magic abilities…
…it was mostly likely him that we slayed.
After much discussion, we decided that we should spend another hour or so searching for evidence that might indicate that these ‘Gnoll’s were actually Magic Users who had been transformed into these dog men.
None of us knew exactly how long ‘Gnoll’s had existed in our world, but after analyzing one of their bodies, it did indeed look that he had some human qualities still left in him.
We would travel a bit further, then return to Pentacle with our findings…
This ‘Greater Cause’ appealed to me more than just slaying Gnolls for some contest, even though in doing we were also protecting their potential future victims.
No, there was something more to all of this, and we started to suspect that the Circle of Pentacle may have held back from telling anyone…
…we suspected that they just wanted the whole thing washed away, and thus created this contest so that the Gnolls could simply be removed from the land.
It was nighttime, and several of us needed to rest…
…but before we would, I asked all of the Party to take part in my ‘Oath of Devotion’ Ceremony, where I would join with the God Theramus in his hope of a better world.
We completed the Ceremony, then went to sleep.
The next day we ran across three other Barbarians, but Laenor convinced them that the contest was not a good thing, and so they went on their way without trouble…
…though our Barbarian Nekana was biting at the bit to attack them.
We traveled further in the ruins only to discover more books that seem to indicate some sort of ‘Magic’ People had lived here, and meant to attack the Southlands…
…but to what end?
Nekana encouraged us to forget about the ruins, and instead travel up the path ahead of us that went up a large mountain.
When we reached the top, there was a huge gold temple which was so broken down, that when it’s gold form was touched, it merely turned to dust.
Within it we found a great Throne, and Laenor sat in it.
Within it he had a great vision of the Magic Wielding people following the Leadership of a woman…
…it all felt familiar to him, and once the vision was complete, he felt quite weak.
Thus ended our quest into the Blightlands…
… we would now travel back to Pentacle with our findings, and approach the Circle of power there, demanding answers.