Research!

Libraries are comforting, even libraries that smell of sulfur and give me a headache. This place is amazing. Terrifying and unhallowed, but amazing.
 
I’ve never seen a temple from the Yareryn era before, let alone one with a home built on to it. It would be worth several fortunes to the right bidder. I was initially surprised it was still here and not sold off by the surviving Marans, who are obviously little better than tomb robbers and deserve to be put to the sword. (Afterthought: a little harsh. I blame the conditions. Perhaps public branding would be preferable.) Then we found the Library.
 
Little wonder they wanted this property. The sheer amount of knowledge in here is staggering, a lifetime of collection lightly laced with obsession. I confess I know little of Amra Maran, but I am certainly intrigued now. It’s unfortunate she fell prey to the mental instabilities so often found in practicing mages. Her notes and findings would be an incredible discovery. We should keep digging, although I fear the best of it was locked away in the destroyed case. That was… bulls … fuc … frus …disappointing. I was not the only one to feel that way. The new arrivals seemed similarly affected.
 
Ah…our new arrival. Speaking of mental instabilities. Sisters. Tieflings. Mages.
 
Lovely. Lovely and problematic.
 
Here in the boons, they may do fine, but when we go home, some measure of subtlety will be required and I am not sure they are up to the task. Particularly now with no clerics of Nenemeth to protect them. A court of Grennan would eviscerate them…perhaps literally. Since they appear to be…“friends” of Master Ulric, that would be a shame. I suppose.
 
Anyway, enough of the personal prattle. Begin notes.
 
NALASYS MANOR
 
Master Tobin looked like a walking corpse and was less chatty. Trappings of nobility, though. And a manservant to boot. Friendly enough. I couldn’t recall what properties were listed under the Maran tax record. I wonder if the main house is in forfeiture. Records check needed.
 
FEATHERSTONE
 
Dilapidated, emptied, but of fine design. I am curious who built it and when. The conservatory appears to be built within the remains of a temple to Kellar Elenval (Updated: geshal construction! and half underground. Land slide? Purposeful?) Overgrown and ominous.
 
Corpse found and blood marks on the floor. Not from the same person. Brother Kern did the honours and we learned a few things, none of them positive. (“Caydeth” written in the margin)
 
Trapped to the Blessed Moon. Every surface seems to bear arcane marks. Not surprising given the owner. Using Master Ulric’s talents and Lily’s “talents” we were able to pass relatively unscathed. Temples to unknown gods. (Edit: not entirely unknown. Nenemeth and Kellar Elenval were clearly worshiped here as well. No need to be dramatic.)
 
Master Xylund and Brother Kern led the way, divining arcane fields, which had to be unsettling. This whole location hums with it. Adjoining rooms. Room #1 is a disused supply room (?). Old Teleportation circle in the center. Reminds me of the one back home. One wall is charmed and locked behind powerful spells. Left for the moment. (Addendum: Brother Kern eventually broke the enchantment. He truly does have some power behind him. The air of a tomb in there. Hearts, eyes, harvested portions of various creatures. Meticulous and precise. None of this is comforting.)
 
Room #2 is a dissection suite, clearly. Larger Circle. Everything in here is rotted, long putrid and unidentifiable. Finely crafted shackles claimed from the garbage, designed for larger, powerful, plane-shifting creatures. Oh dear.
 
The library itself. A masterwork. Someone was living and working here. The group divided the logs and notes, piecing together a tragedy of a family. Summarized:
 
Amra Maran (dec.) married a dragonborn Narrakis Vochan (dec) (addendum: appears to be the artist Vochan, previously known as an elf. Possible coincidence. Art history is not my forte, but the paintings seem the real thing.) Two children: Faergar (male-firstborn-unk), Orlatrin (female- unk dec) Orlatrin held the home, while Faergar travelled. Conflict with the Maran Clan. Point of interest: family crest and personal anecdotes suggest Master Davynn has a familial connection.
 
(Note: interesting genetics. Life span? Appearance variation? Should consult the Mount’s resources when we return.)
 
Small cache of legal documents found. Deeds, architectural sketches (unfamiliar watermarks), last will and testament, other legal correspondence. Orlatrin attempted several times to gain access to buildings within Mirstone, and then outright purchasing the hamlet. Her arguments were passionate, but not ultimately convincing. (Note: money. Haven’t found any within the home itself. Trade? Bank? Trustee?)
 
Odd. Amra Maran left instructions to have her body examined upon death. No indication that occurred. No record of death at all, really. Begs the question. Noble families have crypts, generally. Where is the one for the Marans? She had siblings, a deceased mother, other relatives certainly. (Note: Located in Greyloch? Unlikely. Research!)