Daily Journal

Days since arrival: 1
 
It seems that encounter with a lich was not as suddenly lethal as I had expected it to be. I appear to have regained vitals in some other location. While the locals are quite insistent on the idea that this is another world (and indeed, the local realm is nothing I know of), it would be best to judge for myself. I also appear to have awoken next to some number of other companions. They appear to be of little note.
 
 
Days since arrival: 2
 
They appear to be keeping myself and the others from before in some sort of group. Apparently, our appearance at roughly the same time means we shall be a ... "party". Some of our number have openly remarked on their particularly religious beliefs. They are unlikely to be of any particular use in my endeavors going forward, but we shall see. One of our number, a rogue or pirate of some sort, appears to be a bit more worldly than the rest. Perhaps I can utilize his assistance at some point. For now, we appear to be corralled within a hospital of some sort.
 
Days since arrival: 9
 
We made contact with a local organization (some adventurers guild it seems) and we have been given lodgings and employment. Most of my time has been spent in the local hospitals. Will need a better grasp on the peoples that live here. Some of the more unusual features (such as changing pigment, particularly in the facial region) have me intrigued. This does indeed appear to be at least a portion of a world that does not correspond to any laws of anatomy I have known prior. Hopefully my "community service" will enlighten me.
 
Days since arrival: 11
 
Our first job has sent us to a farm to investigate "owlbear" attacks. While I am not certain what such a creature is, I look forward to the opportunity to study it. The rogue has indeed proven to be quite capable of dealing with people, and could likely be a useful assistant at some point. I believe he calls himself some long winded name, however Corum seems to work. Regardless, we travel now to the farm.
 
Days since arrival: 12
 
I have made an error, it seems. Corum is both long winded, boisterous, and sings. He appears to have some proficiency with his rapier and crossbow, but the noise and general irritation is infuriating. I must admit, watching him be squished by the "bulette" as my companions have called it was highly amusing. I believe I will soon need to move my notes to a more secure means. They do not appear to be interested in any of my research, but would rather not risk it.
 
Days since arrival: 27
 
I have not written in some time. I have had other, necessary pursuits in process but now find myself with nothing to do but wait. We have since rescued the farm, and cleared most of a keep of dwarven origin. The farm is quaint, but when trying to find workable locales one cannot be picky. A previous resident "Pickle" was found alive, though the other residents were dead. Unfortunately, we were somewhat pressed for time, and I was unable to investigate any further. I also appear to have been cursed by some idol. So far, it has been mostly an annoyance rather than a true malady, but I will chronicle its progress.
 
The keep has been mostly dilapidated, though it appears there is at least some necromantic power here. The dead rise easily, and the cult we are currently expunging had prepared numerous ritual runes and necromantic materials in an inn back within town. In my attempt to recover the supplies, I was attacked. Fortunately, I managed to escape. Our dragonborn paladin... Caerrin, I believe, was less fortunate.We have yet to recover him, but it seems likely we will should we continue to explore.
 
 
Days since arrival: 29
 
We have recovered our draconic companion, and I have recovered some interesting items. As I appear to have gathered all necessary items, further notes will likely be of a more scientific nature. My companions seem to be chronicling our exploits and I see no reason currently to duplicate such work.