Session Three - Trouble with Fae

Pharast 7 -

We awoke today to a turn in the weather. A cold biting wind has cut through the woods and chilled our mission. And and upon this bitter wind rode cold tidings for all this day, we were plagued by some unseen trixters. The alchemist, Arkady, named them the fae. I know not what these things are, but they have a nerve about them to stay hidden from sight and assault us with trickery and mischief. A worthy foe will stand and face you, honorably. Even those among my people who dance in shadows will reveal themselves once discovered, and make their stand.

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Pharast 8 -

The tricks continued today, but they took a decidedly malicious turn. A man is dead from their mischief. This is a line that shall not be tolerated. We have abandoned our exploration for the time in order to return his body to the trading post and show him the respect he is deserved. Iomedae, please bless the soul of Greeg Olovinch. He was a man of the earth, and was taken from it before his destiny was complete. By your hand, his slayers will be judged.

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Pharast 9 -

Kesten Garess has reported that our captive turned servant is composing himself well. We shall see how far his repentance shall carry him. I have prepared to pacify these fae with a tithing of milk. I’ve left out a saucerful of it in hopes that it will stave off their mischief for the night. Our only progress today, aside from the incessant sketching that Char maintains, was a collection of bear traps. I departed for this journey prepared for anything, and now it would seem I’m overly so. Once again, that which I thought I needed, Iomedae has seen fit to provide.

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Pharast 10 (Dawn) -

Blast and damndable fate! They’ve pranked me again. If I manage to get my hands upon one of these accursed trixters I will suffer them the fate they deserve!

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Pharast 10 -

The pranks continued today in spite of my tithing. Nevertheless, we made peaceful contact with these fae. Char presented for them a banquette of sorts, elegant in its simplicity. Upon my condoning them for their trickery, they made themselves known to us. I was not prepared for the mutated beast that first appeared before us – some tiny woman with the body of a cricket. It was horrendous. Her companion, a tiny dragon, was less offensive to behold, but was more the trixter, and admitted to killing the hunter Olovinch. He confessed this with remorse, however, and I believe that he spoke true. Iomedae, this world in the wilds is misleading and befuddling.

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Pharast 11 (Dawn) -

Today I held a man’s life in my hands. A bear of unimaginable size and ferocity sought to make a meal of our company. Fortunately we were able to render the bear helpless. In the process, however, Feng fell to it’s massive crushing blows more than once. I was there to breath life back into him and keep him in the service of his destiny. Iomedae blesses me with this gift and I shall not squander it. She gives me the wisdom to judge men and the strength to punish or reward them as she would see it through.

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