2020-01-07
Wandering the edges of the city, I hear what sounds like a wolf in distress. Following the sound, I find a young wolf in a cage. He's clearly been mistreated, and as he continues to whine someone shouts at him to shut up. I feed him some meat from my rations and let him out of the cage; he's uncertain at first, but eventually comes out. He sniffs at my hand when I offer it, and he decides to follow me when I leave. Time to find this poor thing something to eat.
Meanwhile, the others end up at the local temple of Moradin, where they get breakfast. Medic prays for a while, ending up having a conversation with Moradin himself. After his conversation, he tells Sigh and Argus what he's learned - mostly, that we've been helpful to the gods in locating a particular troublemaker, and that they'll try to keep his attention while they deal with him, but there's no guarantee of anything, especially with the gods.
Argus gets good news from the blacksmith - not only will his shield be completed by the end of today, but the original shield he left was deemed inadequate for the improvements requested and has been repurposed; an improved base shield of dwarven make has been used instead. Sigh gets a visit from Adyon and ends up agreeing to stage a jailbreak. She also accepts a letter addressed to the group (see below).
Greetings friends and heroes,
It has come to my attention that of the items stolen from my club is one quite dangerous magical item, described as a small fancy looking box that holds a set of cards. If you catch the thieves and come across this item please be wary of it.
Of the miscreants who were captured during this brazen attack on our city and my club, they are still resisting attempts at making them talk. This will end today I assure you!
I will keep you apprised of information as it comes to me.
I do hope to see you all soon.
Your friend,
Lord Lukon Green
[[Argus finishes up his business in the city; Medic assists some dwarves (including Nephina) when they get thrown out of a bar; Sigh makes her way into the building where the prisoners she's supposed to free are being held]]
Sivain's Journal Ordered oldest to newest
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2019-09-23
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2019-09-24
2019-09-24
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2019-10-01
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2019-10-22
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2019-11-05
2019-11-05
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2019-12-03
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2019-12-10
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2019-12-17
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2020-01-07
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2019-09-23
2019-09-24
2019-10-01
2019-10-22
2019-11-05
2019-12-03
2019-12-10
2019-12-17
2020-01-07
The major events and journals in Sivain's history, from the beginning to today.
2019-09-23
A group of adventurers decides to head out to the clay mud flats to hunt some goblins (and giants) whose tracks have been sighted by the halfling potters when they go for more clay. I follow, because hunting goblins sounds mildly entertaining - at the ver...
06:15 am - 06.11.20192019-09-24
Upon arriving in Kadia, we join up with a trio of adventurers fighting undead. It's not terribly difficult to dispatch them, although it does take time. After the others check on a house full of villagers, we head off in pursuit of a pair of suspicious-lo...
06:17 am - 06.11.20192019-10-01
There's voices coming up behind us, as though more people entered the cave, and tracks of a largish creature heading deeper into the cave. The Duke of Greendale appears to be the one following us; he's apparently checking up on the mercenaries who repo...
06:18 am - 06.11.20192019-10-22
The caravan stops for the night, and we set up camp. I find a nice tree to spend the night in, while the others settle into bedrolls and tents on the ground. Waking partway through the night, we appear to have been transported to some strange place. Argus...
06:19 am - 06.11.20192019-11-05
Waking up, I'm back in the tree I went to bed in. Something seems ... odd, as though I'm forgetting something important. Checking through my gear, I find that my sling has been replaced - or maybe "upgraded" is the better term. It feels magical, as if the...
06:20 am - 06.11.20192019-12-03
[[aides of Sir Lorisal: Kardot Axewood, human male, 20; Nilvamor Lowriver, half-elf male, 22]] [[other warriors travelling with us: Nephina Hazeltrap, dwarf-raised halfling fighter; Rocco Vig, sorcerer; Terrareese Kondris, fighter; Sir Lorisal, fighter...
01:46 am - 18.12.20192019-12-10
As we continue on, we're starting to get rather bored with travel. Argus is just sitting and thinking, looking very confused; Sigh is ... I'm not sure what she's doing, but it probably involves stealing things; Medic is tending the wounded; and I'm practi...
01:52 am - 18.12.20192019-12-17
I wake in complete darkness, bound by ropes, in a stone coffin. I'm able to work free of the ropes, but the air inside is limited and if I don't find a way out, I'm probably going to die. There's something not quite right about this, but it seems so ...
05:03 am - 18.12.20192020-01-07
Wandering the edges of the city, I hear what sounds like a wolf in distress. Following the sound, I find a young wolf in a cage. He's clearly been mistreated, and as he continues to whine someone shouts at him to shut up. I feed him some meat from my rati...
04:15 am - 08.01.2020The list of amazing people following the adventures of Sivain.
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Social Aptitude
Quite inept at social norms, Sivain tends to avoid speaking to people. When she does participate in a conversation, it's clear that she has little practice interacting with people. Even simply being around others, she tends to fade into the background - or, preferably, the shadows. Her normal method of communication is a form of sign language, although she does speak several languages.