Sunchasers DH

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The Beginning of the Beginning
In which Sunchasers meet each other and destroy a grave-bane

Log: Assimet 9, 228

Today I signed up for a job guarding a mining camp until the regulars arrive. I thought it would be boring, but an ogre joined up too! It’ll be interesting to see how that works. There’s also a saurian and a couple of drakes on board, and a couple more humans – including the only survivors of the Eurateos goblin raid! I knew there were only a handful, but I hadn’t realized it was literally just the two.

Anyway. Restless night last night, dreaming of ruin haunts, and after I signed the contract I spent the rest of the day walking. Tired now. More tomorrow.

Tunnel Troubles?
In which Sunchasers deal with boredom

Log of Isabis Estolin: Assimet 12, 228

We’ve been settling into camp for a few days now, exploring the local are etc. Mostly we’re playing at strategy because we’re bored. Well, it is good strategy to learn the ground we’re defending and get to know the rhythm of the surrounding woods and so forth. It just feels pointless because we haven’t seen any enemies, and I doubt whether we will. What is there to steal from a mining operation that’s just getting started, after all? Goblins aren’t known for their wisdom, though, so it doesn’t hurt to be prepared in case they don’t think about that before they decide to attack.

Troubles, Tunnel Optional
In which the Sunchasers find something interesting (to fight)

Log of Isabis Estolin: Assimet 13, 228
Well, the goblins really were that stupid after all. There were over a dozen of them – I’m not positive how many in total, Vraiuvant ate several of the bodies before I got around to counting. I got to practice my new healing spell…a LOT. It’s not very powerful, but it gets us there in the end. The Ogre didn’t want any (something about only being scrached, says Jamshid) but Vraiuvant needed quite a bit. Fortunately, he makes a good patient when he’s distracted by food! I’ve got pages of notes for the professors, too; these were scaled goblins (evil rotten stinking baby eaters, may they all rot in-__,.
Guess that’s not all the excitement for today. Must chase a flying drake now (!) another entry later.

Goblins ataque

As told orally…

Goblins hoxe atacaron o campamento de minería, e logo de esforzo heroico, a maioría morreron. Grok persoalmente enviou catro delas e, tras esa demostración de poder, o resto fuxiu. Grok compañeiros parecen facer bos obxectivos arquero, pero tamén axudou. O Drake grandes necesidades para controlar o apetito, como o alimento pertence a Grok!

I Knew Those Tunnels Had Trouble In Them

Log of Isabis Estolin: Assimet 13, 228 (continued)

Well, Vari was right that we needed to hurry, and he did slow down enough for the rest of us to catch up to him in the lair. It turns out a nearby drake’s lair had a 1 year old kidnapped in a raid. The mother was too big to fit into the tunnels the goblins used, but we weren’t. Grok turns out to be a decent tracker, and we followed them to their lair where we found them preparing to devour not only the little one we knew about but two more.

One didn’t make it. I was so angry I’m amazed I could shoot straight, but we had to get the survivors out, so we settled for building a flaming barrier against the door and running away, instead of rampaging through the whole nest (and that ogre can rampage!) though I feel someone should go back and clear them out. Cronists, every one of them, these drake-eaters. There are so many good reasons for getting rid of them…sneaky rats probably have a back exit, so I doubt we did as much to put a damper on their activities as I’d like to hope.

Anyway, the mother who sent us down here will be happy, her Ixenalti is safe (well, pretty traumatized psychologically, but physically uninjured). The other survivor has a real jaw-breaker of a name, Trekizinivehafora. She tells me she goes by Trekis for short; she talks to deal with nerves I think. She told me about how her name supposedly means “Made to breathe fire” and I didn’t correct her (it means “by breath created” actually, which is – interesting), and then I heard a blow by blow of her kidnapping and how unfair it was that she couldn’t breathe bright fire yet. Hopefully she’ll calm down around Ixenalti’s mother and tell us more useful things – like where she lives!

On Ogres

From Thurirl ar Sjachi’s Private Notes:

Ogres are such unsubtle brutes.

Also, they have a bad habit of interrupting my education of the ignorant. I must find ways to circumvent this vexing behavior.

So This Is Fame

Log of Isabis Estolin: Assimet 15, 228

After all the excitement two days ago, I figured things would stay quiet the rest of the week. We dropped off to drakelings, and Ixenalti’s mother took the dead to his family. I did my anatomical studies like I promised the scholar I would, and that was the end of it, right? Only it was barely a full day before the first curious/excited/grateful drake showed up to meet us.

The foreman just shooed away number 5. I have to admit, though, I like this kind of “excitement” a lot better than what triggered it. Not that I don’t like helping people, but getting there five minutes too late for someone hurts. Rest in peace, little one. I never even heard your name.

I notice the last drakeling’s mother isn’t one of the people who visited.

Enough Guard Duty for A While

Log of Isabis Estolin: Assimet 26, 228

Well, today was the last full day of guard duty for the mine. The Savinar foreman gave us our pay and references right after our mail, which a pair of visitors very helpfully brought up from town. Fortunately, the mail provided the answer to the “what next” question. My father wrote me and asked me to help out a friend of his with an artifact retrieval “if I’ve found a reliable group of companions.” What am I, a recruiter? Still, I don’t really want to be doing this alone, and I’m tired of the guard duty routine. The visitors, a drake and an elf who both look like they’ve taken the wide step through a sunpool or two themselves, decided to join in the fun. I guess we’ll see what this Norn VenVellesin wants out of her ruin and go from there. It sounds like she’s working with some ruin scholars, so maybe she’ll give us a reference and I can stop listing my dad on my credentials. I just hope we don’t run into any bandits – I’ve got the drake’s reward, some goblin silver, and my whole two-week payoff in my purse. Not only is it heavy, it’s just begging to be locked away in the bank before something bad happens to it.

On the other hand, bandit bounties are good money too. It’s all in how you look at things, right?

A job, a real job!

Log of Isabis Estolin: Assimet 28, 228

Met father’s contact today, Norn VenVellesin. She is a full elf, with family ties to a certain ruin. Apparently she remembered a certain music box to a certain scholar, and now she wants us to go find the thing and fetch it back so she can let the scholar hear the tune. Sounds fairly simple for a ruin-raiding assignment – she says it’s in poor repair, but all above ground. Compared to the infamous Temple of Avva expedition, it should be a cake-walk. (Can I call it infamous when so few people ever heard about it? Infamous to me, anyway.)

Spent most of the day walking. Nothing exciting. Norn says wolves like her family place for denning, though, so I’m keeping an arrow on the string.


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