Ninth letter home

Dearest Mother,
 
Please excuse some of my last letter. The Golden Fleece was cursed. All satyrs are drawn to it. Thankfully one member of our group had remove curse spell and freed me from the effects of it. It was safely delivered to the person in the black market that we are dealing with.
 
Something strange happened before we could deliver it. A person in our group was given a device by some gnomes we freed. That device was a strange one in deed like all things gnomish. After playing with it for a while, someone in a group activated it. We got pushed 20 years into the future by it and back in Dewbreak. In this future, I have lost my wings and went crazy. I go by the name the dragon and I have taken over most of the land. Some of my current allies joined me for power. Others have let to do their own thing far away from my wrath. And other have formed a resistance. We decided to try to use it again to get away from here. This time it sent us 3 years into the future from our original time. We appeared in the council chambers in Frandyln before you and some gnome that looked like the father of the gnome that got me kicked out of Strixhaven. That gnome was in my father’s spot at on the council. You told us that the plague had taken over the world and everyone was quartered. We knew we did not want to stay in this time line either so we tried to device one more time. It took us back to the ships but a few days in the future of when we first left them. All our alcohol was going. We decided this was a close to getting back to our timeline was we could with this device and left to return home.
 
The flight through the Astral Sea was uneventful besides some Scavengers falling us but did not engage us. We landed back in our plaint and I stayed behind to repair the ship while others brought the Golden Fleece to our patron. We learned that 15 days had passed since we left our paint to go get the Golden Fleece. After delivering it, we went to see Nomag’s family and there was a small problem with a giant centipede that we dealt with. It was becoming a common problem in Drewbreak and we decided we might look into it. We also went over to the new gnomish settlement that had formed near Drewbreak. We learned that the plague had been getting worse there. Temperance learned that her way of mercy touch could cure someone of the disease temporarily. We also learned that space clowns posing as doctors had been in that area eating the bodies of those that died from the plague. It was a sad story of what was happening there even if it was happening to mostly gnomes. But some of the halflings from Drewbreak were being affected. We did what we could to help people there but in the end there was not much we could do for that mean people.
 
After a few leads we did come across something. There was some information on a druid that had been dealing with a fungal demon from the Abyss. We decided to look into that matter because it could be the cause of the fungal disease that is taken over our world. We found the place and we had many big fights in there. We even faced off with a purple worm! It was a crazy fight that we should have lost if not for my newest spell banishment. I banished the purple worm and we ran for our lives out of that room. We eventually found a fungal lich. It had some plants with it that put both Nomag and our newest companion the fighter Ser Wyn to sleep and almost killed them. Our druid turned into a fire elemental and rushed into the room. I dropped 2 fireballs into the room myself. We light up that room and barely won the fight. We left that cave beaten but okay. We returned home and decided to take a week off to rest.
 
During that week off, I worked at the local apothecary. I mixed herbs but did not make potions. It was okay, I might do it again another time. Temperance and I are getting much closer. I think you would like her and I hope to bring her to see you soon. We have been talking about a lot of things including my first time drinking and you telling me about the bagmen. Now that I know the bagmen are real, it makes me wonder about those poor lost souls and the kind shop keeper that we tried to save. There was a miracle that happened during the week, i woke up and my bloodwell vial that you gave me has become more powerful. it is still the same vial with my blood in it but it has become stronger somehow. it might have been Skerrit looking down on me. I have been trying to pray more. I think that is the enflueance of Temperance. That is all for now mother. I hope to get a letter from you soon. But for now enjoy the 3 letters I am sending together.
 
-Your Son,
-Fip Goldscale.