#strighym journals

[noamuth]

A small baby cat interrupted my work. Black and almost golden fur, with green eyes not unlike a displacer beast.

It vibrated the entire time it sat on my table, and though it attempted to toss one of my stones, it does not seem malicious. Hours passed with it staying close, eliminating the possibility of a mage in disguise.

I see no reason to shoo it away if it does not become a nuisance.

[noamuth]

A rat showed up in camp last night. Rather than anger a polymorphed or wild shape mage, I gave it a carrot.

And I was right. It was a mage. Cannot trust anything up here.

And it he did not eat the carrot.

[noamuth]

Belthan

Drow. White hair. Red eyes. He accosted me at the Grove, interrupting as I attempted to retrieve what was mine, gems taken from my pocket by a devil child. He introduced himself, but I recognized him. I knew of him as a paladin from a proud noble House. Now he lives on the Surface as a traitor. Worse, he has stolen a child. He tells me he serves Eyeless Tree, sworn to help lost drow. But I am not lost. He has joined the group. I will keep an eye on him.

Haleth

The drow child Belthan has brought to the Surface. I do not know why. In Menzoberranzan she could be powerful. Revered. Here on the Surface, she is just a child. She displays curiosity and intelligence, but already trusts too much. That said, I am interested to see what comes of the stones she offered me. Perhaps she will turn out to have an eye for quality gemstones.

[noamuth]

Layzel

Githyanki. Brown hair. Yellow eyes. Rescued from a trap set by tieflings. Embarrassing. Strong willed and single minded, I need not fear ulterior motives from one as simple as she. A warrior for the front lines. A Gith shield.

[noamuth]

An entry in Dalamus' journal. Written in Undercommon under the drawing is: Bor - bristly, strong, herbivore

[noamuth]

Flow

Human. Short black hair. Light brown eyes. A cleric who seems to have history with Glorea, given their camaraderie. Despite not having a parasite, she joins to presumably help Glorea. Another cleric, specifically the healing sort but not powerful enough to rid us of the tadpoles. Having a healer will prevent the others from dying off too quickly. I do not want the magic near me. I have yet to decide whether her attitude is fun or irritating.

[noamuth]

Yaivai

Sea elf. White hair. Grey eyes. Scar across face and a deformed ear which she hides. Apparently previously a pirate, and not shy about it. Why anyone would wish to spend time away from solid ground, I do not know. I have no reason to trust a pirate, and she seems to have the same reservations about everyone else. At least she is fun to argue with.

[noamuth]

Tavrayn

Half drow. Red hair. Violet eyes. Another survivor. Evidently illithids have little in the way of quality control. I attempt to keep him at arms length and he continues this friendly ruse. I have no desire to associate with a half, but I suppose I have little choice. He knows the Surface and has practice speaking to those who perceive him as drow. There are times he makes an irritating amount of sense about our similarities.

[noamuth]

Karlak

Tiefling. Black hair with red streaks. Corkscrew horns, right one broken. Amber eyes and fiery red skin. She is the archdevil's soldier Wil was looking for. Found wounded and bleeding at a riverbed not far from the Grove. I had hoped to see them come to blows, but they called a truce, and now the devil is to join us. How they can believe her cheerful demeanor when she clearly thirsts for battle is beyond me.

[noamuth]

Wil

Human. Dark brown hair. One brown eye, one stone eye. Prominent scarring across his face. Met within the Emerald grove training children to fight. Commendable to teach them young, though he is too soft on them. He searches for an archdevil's soldier, and joins us in the hopes of finding his quarry, apparently a higher priority than the parasite in his skull. Insufferably righteous despite apparently being at the behest of a devil, according to Gayl.

[noamuth]

A page of Dalamus' journal, written in Undercommon with the old Espruar script. It appears to be a summary of what happened between escaping the Underdark and obtaining the journal, recorded for future reference. The occasional broken grammar may be due to the pain he was in after being ejected from the Nautiloid.

It reads as follows:

Emerged from a tunnel, used a forest for cover while heading North. Followed river West to a town called Calling Horns. Rest. West again to a city called Yarder. Gathered supplies. Nautiloid overhead. I was abducted and infected, but I broke free of the pod, discreetly followed others. They did something. Sabotage. Was flung from the ship. Somehow survived. A human woman, another infected, led me to a camp. I made my own at first, but decided to take advantage of her supplies. More survivors have joined since then. We will remove the tadpoles, and I will return home. Lolth guide me.

Near the top right corner is a bloody fingerprint.

[noamuth]

Shadowheart

Half elf. Long dark hair. Green eyes. Found on the same beach as I, clutching some strange device. Secretive and stubborn. Although she is a cleric she has not the knowledge to do anything about the tadpoles. She seems to favor illusion and enchantment, not unlike clerics of Lolth. If she turns it on me, she will meet a swift end.

[noamuth]

Astarion

Elf. White hair. Red eyes. Seen tracking an intellect devourer, but it was a ruse and he attacked Glorea. She convinced him to calm and join. I do not know why. He is whiny and eager to spill blood, possibly our own.

[noamuth]

Gayl

Human. Brown hair. Green eyes. Pulled from a portal in a stone. Annoyingly friendly. Talks far too much but is obviously knowledgeable. This may make him useful for removing the tadpole. Until then I will keep my distance lest I be burned to death. Or talked to death.

[noamuth]

Glorea

Human. Gold hair. Green eyes. Scar across nose. She approached me on the beach after the Nautiloid crashed. Though cautious, she is eager to help. Soft. As much as I do not wish to travel with anyone, she no doubt knows the Surface better than I. And besides, she has gathered supplies which she is all too willing to share. She will be useful.

[noamuth]