Depature
“It is with heavy hearts that we set off from beloved Nym, The securing of the Vault, our research and the solutions kept within of the utmost importance. But even so we can all feel it, gazing back at the beauty fading in the horizon, in these turbulent disaster filled times and the relentless pursuit of the Mhach hounding our every step, this may well be the last time that any of us will lay our eyes upon its grand ivory spires. Even so this mission is of the utmost importance and so every man aboard the Calendula will see it fulfilled no matter what may happen.”
Passage 1
“The Green Plague.. Even seaborne as we were there was no escaping news of that cursed affliction, our brothers, sisters those who had devoted themselves to the study within the vault, all shrunk and deformed into the cursed beings.”
“Sealing, that was the decision our fellow scholars reached, the Vault was to be sealed so that both the afflicted and the knowledge which was stored would not be disturbed, until the time where a cleansing could be performed would arrive, The key is set to arrive any moment we can only hope that no further disaster is to arise.”
Tracking
“No sooner had we been handed the key, our fate, before the roar of familiar magic was in the air, along with the sentries cry from the crows nest, it was the Amdamphorians.”
“I can not risk a direct confrontation, the risk of the key, and its solution falling into their hands is to great.. Therefore I defaced it, prying the gems off ere handing them back whence they came, one of us would be followed but as long as the two stayed separated entry would never be granted.”
“A day has passed, and still the ship is on our tail. Our scholars and their fey doing the utmost to keep the blasts of magic from burning us to cinders.. But that can not last, at this rate we will not reach the capital.”
“Exhaustion, it was as how I had feared, the city is still a few days off, and help will not arrive in time.. One solution remains, If this ends poorly I hope that everyone will forgive me.”
Passage 2
“The groans of their ship, along with the terrified cries were enough to shake even the the most hardened marauder onboard, what could one do against something so primal.. Yet for now the last resort seem to have worked out well, taking the ship through the Octamammoths den had been a gamble, one that I hope will continue to pay off, we are not out of this yet.”
“...However in the case that we do not make it I will begin preparations for the preservation of the key, along with the logs marking our journey, the continued boldness of the Amdamphor, and the risks we had to take, the men are rattled, anxious, and still I can not blame them.”
The Final Entry
*Scrawled with a shaking hand* “The preparations finished in time, The cries of panic, the shouting, all the same as one day past, it has caught up to us and even now the tendrils squeezes shut around our barriers, This ship is doomed.”
“But I will not let the key be lost, it is what we gave our lives for, and so even should my crew see fit to curse me, I will not leave its side, nor will I let it decay upon the bottom of the sea..”
“Preservement.. It was meant to only be used on objects, yet with a slight change to the spell.. imbuing it into my blade, I will remain along with the ship, waiting for those that would recover it, all so that I can tell them what this journal can’t, I hope that the recovery will be swift, that it will arrive before my mind rots away, The grand spires.. always in my mind.. Please endure Beloved Nym.”
“The jewels and the key must be joined”
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