Del'Gado
System
Dungeons & Dragons
Class
Rogue
Subclass
Swashbuckler
Dungeons & Dragons
Class
Rogue
Subclass
Swashbuckler
Species
Children
Other Affiliations
A mysterious disapperance and an equally mysterious apperance
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!
Becoming Maskim
Alas, my fears were confirmed. The King, albeit through negligence and not direct action it seems, failed in his duties to his people. His rule was not righteous and the repercussions of his actions are still to be determined. Thousands may still die. The servant of good turned out to be nothing more than a mix between a tyrant and a blabbering fool. Service under him was not repentance but further sin. I tried to talk to him. I tried to make him understand his duties or at least through a pleading to his fatherly love do the right thing for his daughter. Nothing worked. All the respect I once harboured for that man turned to ash then. Not when he summoned his ancestors to kill us, not when he himself took up weapons, but when he showed such blatant disregard for the only thing that truly matters in life. Family. I fell into my old ways again and it only pains me to say that his ending was swift, leaving me with nothing but a disgusted feeling.
Yet it frightens me. How easy it is to fall back into old habits. The sword is so easily drawn and death has always been an easy way to end conflict. Death and torture, my old haunts. In my anger I barely thought about all the oblivious and probably innocent people that also met an end by my hand last night. They were part of the state machinery that promised to be my rescue and instead brought me lower. I was enraged and as such felt justified to do what I did. Now however, when the heat of battle has dispersed, I feel ashamed and scared. I punished them by doing what I expected them to help me leave behind. Maybe I simply can’t move past my upbringing, or maybe it’s just who I am.
The urge to just leave has never been stronger. Just join the fleet and sail far away, hoping that distance and time can change things. Both in me and around me. I still have unfinished tasks though. Fighting this demon can’t be anything but good right? He must be ended and there at least I can put my talents to use. Deceit, murder and threat. Despicable things but if turned against evil itself perhaps useful. Maybe that’s where salvation lays. Not in changing who I am, rather in using my evil abilities for good causes. Become a spectre of righteous vengeance. A judge and executioner for the powers of good. If so the list of those deserving judgement and retribution is long. I know just where to start…
The crossroads
It seems that the further we delve into the dealings of Akkon the worse it gets. My doubts do nothing but deepen. It no seems that that the Kingdom has been keeping infiltrators in demon worshiping cults. The need to acquire information is obvious, but that has to be balanced with the need for safety. Having found that they worship demons, the groups destruction should have been arranged. It is like with the chest we found in the Gloomlight forest. Dangerous, but kept close instead of destroyed.
Speaking of that cursed chest. Jacqualine had another of her dreams last night. In it the Karapenate urged the King to and watched while he opened the chest. In it was a book that the King apparently has become obsessed with, reading it without stop and leaving the kingdom without a leader. There where other things about a planet with black stars and Akk-Ur being transported there if the King continues reading. Her dreams haven’t been wrong yet and if this holds true for this dream as well the consequences are dire. I don’t want to show the group my worry, but I am truly afraid of what this means. The world I know, my mother, threatened. She must leave and soon!
This obsession of the King would explain why he’s been absent for so long and why the council seems to have taken the reins of rulership. Maybe this absolves the king of some blame concerning recent events, but it’s not certain. It changes little of the effects though. The council seems to try and regain lost power and command of the armed forces. The only possible reason must be to wage war against Kaedra. An endeavour doomed from the onset. Thousands upon thousands will die.
The plans in the west continue and I have been asked by mother to once more aid the regime increase the likelihood of success. Yet, what they ask is not a trivial matter. I’m to break into the palace and retrieve certain items in order to destabilize the kingdom. They haven’t told me what items they want, however I’m certain I will regret accepting the task.
What makes the situation more complicated is that our dear Kadaron Hoymat has implored us to locate and ensure the safe return of the crown Princess Roxana to stabilize the Kingdom. He fears that the Princesses older brothers accension, if the King remains unfit to rule would spell disaster.
It seems that my many loyalties are beginning to show. To summarize. The council requires my service and would have me kill without trial. They are also selfishly grabbing power and preparing the realm for a disastrous war, in addition to all things mentioned in the previous entry. The ever loyal (?) Hoymat wants me to help increase royal power and ensure the status que and the stability that brings. Lastly my mother requires that I break oath in a move aimed directly at the crown else the western plan and in extension she will be in danger. Isn’t this a lovely pile of dung to sit in?
Several disasters teetering on the edge and me in the middle. My actions could tip the balance in one way or the other. I could help the council and thus break the iron grip of the King on the realm, yet this will lead to war. I could aid in Hoymats plan, possibly strengthening the crown. Yet does my service to said crown hinder or hurry on the disasters? I could aid mother in her endeavour to destabilize the central authority of both the crown and the council. Although doing so leaves the kingdom in chaos, leaving it worse off in the coming conflict with Kaedra.
I took my chance to get of the dodgy path and serve the King to be rid of these sorts of dilemmas. The moral certainty that what I did was the right thing. There are things in my past that need atonement. The good deeds in the name of the crown were supposed to be the new dirt with which I could begin filling the hole dug by my sins. What I have realized though is that the actions of state are much the same as what I had to do in the Regime. It’s all lies and knives in the dark veiled in authority and legitimacy by the ruthless word of the law. Nothing has changed but the scope of those affected by my actions. I fear that the effect has been the same as before. Poverty, slavery and death.
Who am I to serve? Where can I find salvation? Perhaps there is no one able to grant me a clear cut path. Perhaps I need to pave it myself. I am of half a mind to join mother and start again. Begin a new road in a new land. We will see.
PS: I have also gained a true enemy. Someone with wealth enough to hire the red mantis assassins to end my life. So perhaps my problems will simply solve themselves if I fail to be vigilant.
Lost
Now this is precisely what i don't need! I pledged myself to the king in order to get away from my previous life. No more crime, no more moral grey areas. The kings word is law. Thus his commands can be nothing but righteous, right? He commands and I obey. Yet, it doesn't feel right. Everytime i have meet him he lives up to my every expectation. Still when he isn't there the official actions of the Kingdom seem at best incompetent and haphazard, at worst downright evil. I have done much that can't be considered good. Raising the dead as eternal slaves though... That's a whole different level of insidious. How can the king I know let such things happen? Is the man I've met just a facade. Is he aware of these actions or is he unaware? Which would be worst. Service to the crown was to be my salvation from the past, yet this role simply seems to dig me deeper and deeper into it. I'm starting to doubt if I've made the right decisions.
Then we have this Izdubar fellow. A very powerful man no doubt, but what are his motives? He claims to have been working since he was betrayed, but as far as I know he could just as well have been sitting on his ass doing nothing. If he is so powerful himself then why does he need us to do his dirtywork for him? And that's some dirtywork if i ever saw any! Going after the demon king himself! I AM A THIEF, A SPY, A MURDERER, NOT A HERO! I don't need this! Especially after what I've been told. They might need me out west... Deeper and deeper into the shit I go and these paws ain't good for digging. What am I doing here? I feel so lost.
Report 1.0 "Operation Treebeard"
Overall mission status: Completed
Companion evalutation:
M.M.
Seems highly skilled in arts of hand to hand fighting. Although less so in communication and stealth. Several times caused potential mission failure through comprising of hidden position. Is likely to remain a liability in future missions requiring stealth. Mitigating efforts are recommended. At all times keep away from sources of intoxication during ongoing mission. This can't be stressed enough!
Jaskier
Remains somewhat hidden. Has had potential dealings with Cant contingents. Anger control in pressed situations are rated at minimal. Moreover, has withheld required aid at crucial moment. Uncertain if proper choise for potential upcomming missions. Deal with caution.
Percival
Little to no info. Highly effective magical battle skills. Serves the Sun-Order of Hyron and to them seems loyal. Keeping track of potential conflicts of interests is adviced. Classified as mage of some sort, however he still wears armor. Further investigation is required. Armor never removed, reasons as of yet unclear. Relation to the crown and competence in its service also unclear.
A.A.
Battle skills seem primarily based on distraction and deception, has proven to be highly effective in several occasions whilst in combat with beings of lower intellects. Possible liability of style with other foes. Has great abilities of stealth and certain other magics. Weakness seems to be sudden phobia of stellar objects. Also was arguing strongly for disobeying orders concerning "Operation Treebeard". Strong missguided sense of morals possible cause. Liability for future missions is adviced to be looked into.
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Zadiu
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