So, Imaros has disappeared. The rest of the group seem oddly calm about this odd occurrence. I however am suspicious. That he would leave isn’t weird in and of itself. Yet that he would leave now, when we are safely encamped and not before any of the previously perilous missions is odd to say the least. Additionally he was wearing his glasses when he walked away so any typically idiotic Imaros moves are out of the question. At least at first. It seems that he somehow must have lost his glasses since we found them on the ground after his disappearance. It’s of course possible that he lost control of his tail and knocked the glasses of his head and in his normal mentally supressed state ran of chasing a deer he thought especially pretty. Although that seems horribly daft even for him. And did I forget to mention there were other voices as well. Indeed that might be an important detail. I thus believe that he was transported somewhere and most likely against his will. Saying that all in the group are close friends would be an exaggeration, yet we normally asked for help with various outside requests. By the gods I asked them to rob the Kingdom and most agreed. I can’t for the life of me imagine what would have convinced him to leave alone. My current theory is that somehow the Karapanate is involved. If that is the case then each and every member of that corrupt so called church has earned another hour of suffering before death. If not to reveal Imaros location then for the pleasure of watching them squirm.
Onwards to the other halfwit in the party, Caerlin. It’s due to his continuously splendid actions that we now are in this situation. He just had to stick his hand in the perfectly normal portal that in a perfectly normal way was hovering in the air. When it started to expand he told us that was perfectly normal too. Now we’re stuck in a labyrinth that so far seems to have ended the lives of all it’s previous guests, including the last emperor of Hyx. All except one. We managed to be found by a or find a large humanoid bunny. By all appearance he’s rather intelligent, and brave as he has survived this place alone for quite some time. If I’m lucky his appetite for heads is somewhat smaller than Imaros was. This place is patrolled by a marut, and inevitable of death. Those lessons about religion the regime insisted on me taking to be able to better infiltrate high culture occasions paid of. Who would have thought… This is most unusual. They’re supposed to make sure that things live or rather die according to the same rules. Guess they haven’t heard of our great Izdubar. Alas what it’s doing here killing everyone entering the maze is unclear. Perhaps our disappeared group member is the one getting of easy, even if he would be held by the Karapanate and tortured.
If we don’t make it and the person reading this journal picked it of my corpse I have a short list of suggestions to survive longer than I did.
1. Run
2. Don’t look back
Seriously, I don’t care if you are a strong warrior, the best on your plane. This thing you won’t match. It will come for you and you can’t stop it. Neither swords nor magic phases the creature much. No brave last stand to save your friends will work either. You will be swapped aside like nothing as much as an intruding fly. Flee! Run you fools!