Session 41

Rainier
There’s something dark here. I can sense it in the air, in the arcane threads around me. If we knew where the refugees were, we could leave this place, but everyone we’ve come across has said they’re not here. I’m starting to wonder if it isn’t a coincidence that they’re all giving us the same answer, especially given our encounter at the tavern. Kara is lucky to be alive with the dosage of poison Cormag found in her food. Thanks to Gwenda’s investigation of the other patrons, we know that no one in the tavern was responsible. Not intentionally, at least. When I remembered a wizard skill I had read about in my studies, far above my current abilities, I decided to see if anything like that had been done to alter the inn keeper’s memories. If only I had thought to draw the magic out instead of into myself. The last thing I remember is a massive surge of energy, blinding pain, and then nothing. I woke up to a dazed inn keeper and my companions frantically trying to find a safe place for the night- if that’s even an option here. Things have been foggy since- I find my attention wandering, and my magic seems to take longer to weave together than it has before. I only hope that by the time we find the darkness plaguing this town, I’ll have the strength necessary to protect my friends and, if we’re lucky, everyone else.