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Sat 31st Jul 2021 05:09

18th day of Tenebris, 3516 A.R.

by Boyan

Met B Phrygian and the dragon riders at the Little Rose. Odd group. Heard a few rumors about them.
 
Sallied to fight ogres raiding cabbage farm. Joined by a kalashtar stranger. Slew ogres and took their fangs. All had black bony hand print on left shoulder blade. The others decided to drag the bodies back to the swamp. Told them not to bother. Didn't listen.
 
Figured ogres came from the chasm up north. Probably the source of the corruption B Phrygian mentioned anyway. Mostly avoided sidetracks from too-curious dragon riders and kalashtar and made our way through the dark wastes.
 
Something was wrong at the chasm. Something new. Ogres chanting, all with the same black mark on the back. Then a figure emerges from the deep, all shadow and smoke. Spoke to us. “Revina”, it said. Reached for us. We fled. Never seen any of this before.
 
Better be more to these dragon riders than just rumors...