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| While we were fur hunting on the Marescent Plateau yesterday, Jaeget and I were approached by a man proclaiming to be capable of making our lives meaningful. | | While we were fur hunting on the Marescent Plateau yesterday, Jaeget and I were approached by a man proclaiming to be capable of making our lives meaningful.<br><br>Right away, I realized what he was and that he was up to no good.<br><br>There were similar groups on Ispar. They would coerce others into joining their following and those people would never be heard from again. | ||
| Poor Jaeget wasn't alive on Ispar but four years, so luckily he didn't have to confront any of those types.<br><br>I know he isn't happy with everything about his life now, but I also know this Order of the Raven hand isn't something he wants to be involved with.<br><br>I recommended we move on. Despite my protest, he took one of their pamphlets... I am sure he believes I didn't notice the note passing.<br><br>--- | |||
Right away, I realized what he was and that he was up to no good. | | Jaeget has done nothing but yammer on about the Order of the Raven Hand since we ran across the recruiter on Marae nearly a week ago.<br><br>What's worse, his being taken with their beliefs has hurt business.<br><br>We don't have nearly enough hides to sell as we used to. | ||
| I would suggest another trip to Marae, though I fear bringing him there would only further advance his desire to join the Raven Hand.<br><br>He is all I have left of Ispar and I do not want to lose him like we lost Mother and Father in Holtburg all those years ago.<br><br>Tomorrow I will find that pamphlet and burn it. Perhaps without the pamphlet, he will forget this cult and return to normal.<br><br>-- | |||
There were similar groups on Ispar. They would coerce others into joining their following and those people would never be heard from again. | | I awoke only briefly last night to see my cot surrounded by several men swathed in dark cloaks. In the background I could see them embracing Jaeget and then everything went dark.<br><br>I awoke within a cage in some strange hall. Within the cell with me was another person, a very fidgety fellow who went by the name of Twitch. | ||
| Poor Jaeget wasn't alive on Ispar but four years, so luckily he didn't have to confront any of those types. | | His tale was one of woe, though after learning of his previous accommodations, this place seemed more hospitable than what he had previously... but only slightly.<br><br>Our guards ignored our shouts, and only once did I see Jaeget after waking, and then it was only in passing and he did not seem to notice me.<br><br>--- | ||
| I've been here for some time now, and I am tired of being here. I have no weapons, no lock picks, and no way of getting both my brother and I out of here safely.<br><br>Twitch seems to have been here slightly longer than I, and did have some insight, though it was difficult to understand between his shivering and short attention span. | |||
I know he isn't happy with everything about his life now, but I also know this Order of the Raven hand isn't something he wants to be involved with. | | When the guard comes to deliver our meal, I will liberate his key-ring and escape after curfew has gone into effect. On my way out, I will glean what information I can from the surrounding temple and note where entrances and exits are.<br><br>My attempt at escape failed. The Priests captured me as I made way to the exit.<br><br>Struggling, they threw me before what I can only describe as a vile cloud of soot and liquid and forced me to breathe it in. | ||
| Even now my head spins and charcoal-black cysts are beginning to form on my arms and face... I do not know what they did to me, but I know what they plan. I have been moved away from Twitch and placed in some interim holding cell. Looking out into the room, I can see a pit of some sort.<br><br>Earlier today a procession of cultists marched into the room, one of them my brother. His eyes seemed glazed and he bore no recognition for me. It was as I feared. Not only are they about to take my life, but they have taken his as well. | |||
I recommended we move on. Despite my protest, he took one of their pamphlets... I am sure he believes I didn't notice the note passing. | |||
--- | |||
| Jaeget has done nothing but yammer on about the Order of the Raven Hand since we ran across the recruiter on Marae nearly a week ago. | |||
What's worse, his being taken with their beliefs has hurt business. | |||
We don't have nearly enough hides to sell as we used to. | |||
| I would suggest another trip to Marae, though I fear bringing him there would only further advance his desire to join the Raven Hand. | |||
He is all I have left of Ispar and I do not want to lose him like we lost Mother and Father in Holtburg all those years ago. | |||
Tomorrow I will find that pamphlet and burn it. Perhaps without the pamphlet, he will forget this cult and return to normal. | |||
-- | |||
| I awoke only briefly last night to see my cot surrounded by several men swathed in dark cloaks. In the background I could see them embracing Jaeget and then everything went dark. | |||
I awoke within a cage in some strange hall. Within the cell with me was another person, a very fidgety fellow who went by the name of Twitch. | |||
| His tale was one of woe, though after learning of his previous accommodations, this place seemed more hospitable than what he had previously... but only slightly. | |||
Our guards ignored our shouts, and only once did I see Jaeget after waking, and then it was only in passing and he did not seem to notice me. | |||
--- | |||
| I've been here for some time now, and I am tired of being here. I have no weapons, no lock picks, and no way of getting both my brother and I out of here safely. | |||
Twitch seems to have been here slightly longer than I, and did have some insight, though it was difficult to understand between his shivering and short attention span. | |||
| When the guard comes to deliver our meal, I will liberate his key-ring and escape after curfew has gone into effect. On my way out, I will glean what information I can from the surrounding temple and note where entrances and exits are. | |||
My attempt at escape failed. The Priests captured me as I made way to the exit. | |||
Struggling, they threw me before what I can only describe as a vile cloud of soot and liquid and forced me to breathe it in. | |||
| Even now my head spins and charcoal-black cysts are beginning to form on my arms and face... I do not know what they did to me, but I know what they plan. I have been moved away from Twitch and placed in some interim holding cell. Looking out into the room, I can see a pit of some sort. | |||
Earlier today a procession of cultists marched into the room, one of them my brother. His eyes seemed glazed and he bore no recognition for me. It was as I feared. Not only are they about to take my life, but they have taken his as well. | |||
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Revision as of 17:39, 22 August 2009
| Introduced: | Waking from the Abyss | Related Quests: | Refulgent Bracelet Quest |
Bewren's Journal
- Value: ??
- Burden: ??
- A well written journal.