Duodi, Messidor, décade 29, MMCCCV (3701 AM)
by
Sergeant-Vanguard Frances Graf
We entered the forest west of Amarley. None of us understood the sign just at the edge of it, and Dormaruk ended up throwing it at Nakor, adding to his head trauma. Eugene vanished with a portion of our gold. With some strategising, I suggested we make a hidden camp ten minutes march from the beginning of the trail, as a safeguard for our stay here. Afterwards I proposed that two of us undertake some light reconnaissance - to try and introduce some thought and discipline into our band of misfits - of the road ahead. The task fell on Dormaruk's and my shoulders, since both the Headsmasher and Nakor fell asleep mid-suggestion. We went out, but the dark came a bit too quickly, and I now understand that minotaurs can not see in the dark. However, sound is equally revealing, as it became obvious that an owlbear was moving towards us as we set out to return to the camp. I explained the concept of an owlbear to Dormaruk, and we went to hide behind some trees. The owlbear continued in our direction still, and was dangerously close to us, so I very carefully found a rock and threw it far sideways. Owlbears are animals, incapable of understanding simple distractions, and this case was not an exception, and we waited several minutes until it could no longer be heard, then we hurried back to camp. During my watch I began writing a letter to my sister, as well as writing about yesterday's events. The next shift was the Headsmasher's, so I informed him about the wandering owlbear, and to be on the lookout for a bear with the head of an owl.
It was during Nakor's shift that the owlbear was sighted, and he woke us, and we readied up. Dormaruk hurdled a rock that Nakor made shine bright, as an attempted distraction, but the owlbear saw us and called for its mate. Dormaruk impulsively charged the owlbear, which was brave. However, the group's unclear battle roles resulted in him being seriously struck down without anyone near to drag him out. I had gone to protect our rear from the owlbear's mate, which came at Nakor. I moved to draw it towards me, but for some reason the Headsmasher, who I saw go towards the first owlbear, went to assist me instead of attempting to aid Dormaruk. Did he not realise the peril that he was in? I must speak to him about how preservation of life comes before anything in battle! No glory in burying brothers and sisters. It was instead Nakor who managed to save Dormaruk by incinerating the first owlbear. The second owlbear moved to attack me after I struck it in the shoulder. These creatures are very perceptive, but have no technique, so I evaded its lousy attacks and countered with follow-up attacks, which severely injured it. The Headsmasher's construct of a "son" then killed it. Nakor and I then stitched up Dormaruk, who will bear scars for life. I tried to advocate for the usage of armour, but to no avail. Then I collected two trophies from the owlbears. Someone in Amarley proper may be interested in these creatures' deaths.
We have now rested and are about to follow the ogre's trail deep into the forest.