Strange Grobbi

Tomorrow will be an interesting day. The ambushing kin of mine were wearing armour bearing the mark of someone that Delgado called "The Dark Prince", and this armour was clearly made by dwarves. Since I don't think any dwarf would ever abandon their ancestor gods, these must be enslaved. And we have to save them. We also met a new friend. A mage with super cool armour under his robes named Caerlin Krexis. He was also looking for the caravan that had been attacked so he tagged along with us. Good thing! Later on, he showed himself to be even more cool when he shot beams of fire from his hands.
 
We once again ended up fighting an ambush of grobbi, and once more they were somehow really brave. I don't believe any of them follow the way of the mountain, so this must be some kind of dark magic. And earlier this night I think I met the maker of this magic. A golden man with a creepy mask,, and when he disappeared a petrified goblin corpse was left. Since he was perfectly petrified there might be a chance for a good priest to revivify him, I took him with me. Tomorrow we will try and save the dwarves and hopefully find some surviving soldiers.