For the Glory of the Black Dragon

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Tis through the skills and bravery of my fellow soldiers that I, as well as they, have survived to this point. The tomb continues to be oppressive and full of dangers. This very night we make camp in the lair of a now dead giant tomb spider. We have lost two soldiers since I entered the tomb, and several before I stepped foot into this chaos ruled place.

The leader of this squad is a holy man of Chardun. He, from what I can tell, is a distant cousin to my family. His family name alone makes him trustworthy, if rumors of the Hardcastles are true. I doubt there is reason to believe them false. He has held to his faith in dire situations, and pursued the advancement of Chardun.

The others are just as hardy and loyal. I have never met a halfling myself, and ours seems to be near feral, possibly rabid, but he fights like a man possessed, and has proven his worth to me several times in a matter of hours.

Our sorcerer seems less timid than I would expect from a woman. The mercenary we convinced to join us against her old party is holding to her word, but I do not trust her. She sought to abandon her group in a time of dire need, what would keep her from doing the same to us?

We are closing in on our quarry, signs of their dwindling numbers proceed us at every turn. Somewhere behind us the Countess has her hired lackeys coming for us. It is a dire situation, and one I’m sure will not be easy to overcome, unless we can trust in Chardun. I say my prayers tonight, dreaming of vengeance, of exposing a traitor to the crown, and of using these circumstances to advance the word of Chardun.


Nicely done Josh, thanks for taking the time. I’ll slide you some bonus XP for your efforts.

Journal entry 1


Journal entry 1

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