Thursday, September 2, 2010

Living as Revenge

Tonight I write this by candle light on the long road to Haven Hill. I am tired beyond feeling, of knowing pain, hunger or my own name. Na'il has proven to be an even harhser task master than Shayla, driving the poor refugees of Rittersmarche beyond endurance. Somehow they keep going. Perry has nearly gone horse from muttering prayer after prayer and singing hymns. Shayla has brewed him some tea to help his throat so he can pray the way we might need him to in battle. The Graff Twembly seems only to have grown stronger at the head of his people.

Chief Horaz thinks the enemy will be on us tomorrow, probably as the sun sets, just before we estimate we can reach Kaska. The sky portents a storm which will make for a miserable eveneing and a slow trek through the mud on the morrow. 800 souls could be lost in this mud. I prayed for the storms but now regret invoking the hand of the storm lord. His presence in the chaos surrounding us has until now favored us. The battle at Twembly Manor was a great success though more than a few innocents were killed by the Pomarj forces including the Graff's wife and all but one of his children. We were able to rescue Cade's brother and some others but the brutality with which the others were butchered have sparked a dangerous desire for vengence in my comrades.

I have advised them to live as revenge. To go on to return like the tide to ebb away the foes beachces. For my part I am looking forward to meeting T. Mak and asking him if he had enjoyed his life which has reached its end. It may be many years from now but it drives me forward.

There are tremendous dangers ahead of us our scouts will seek out a reported enemy ambush site and we are expecting to be outnumbered fully five to one, discounting the vicious worg mounts of the enemy cavalry between us and safe harbor at Haven Hill.

There isn't time to continue writing this I have just been awakened by Na'il who noticed I had drifted off. The patern formed on the ground by the papers that fell and his words have unlocked a previously hidden answer to unlock Nystul's Werelight for me and I must document that epiphany before its evanesence causes the secret to be lost to me again.

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