32 Syndar to 9 Fessuran
It is good to be at sea again.
I know we dwarves are not supposed to enjoy the sea, but if you can’t be at the
forge focusing your thoughts upon your labors, then the sea offers a close
second. There isn’t much out here that offers distractions and so you are able
to spend time in quiet meditation and communion. Though it isn’t as easy as it
once was.
It is odd knowing that there is
something missing from you, stolen from you, and yet nothing seems all that
different. Here are at sea making our way across the top of the world, yet
there is always at the back of my mind that something is different. By now
everyone has gotten used to the idea that I was dead. It almost seems like the
thing that our party’s dwarves do. We die only to return to complete the tasks
that we have been given.
Each day I run through all the
blessings of the All Hammer calling upon him as I search out what it is that was
taken. At times I feel as though I am close to discovering it, and then like a
mirage of water in the desert it is gone. So, I keep searching and praying.
10 Fessuran
HE spoke to me. The voice of Moradin,
the All Hammer, has spoken I am to “Seek the Silver Beard of Rexxentrum”.
I do not know who this Silver
Beard is, but it matters not I have been set upon my task and I will not deviate
from it. I know that whatever it may be this is HIS will and it shall be done.
15 Fessuran
These last 5 days have been so
slow. We are finally off the Greasy Troll and I think that Frances couldn’t
agree more. He barely tolerates being penned in the hull of the Troll but now
that we are off again. He is ready to go. One day’s ride and we will be in
Rexxentrum. I hope that the travels will be swift and incident-free.
16 Fessuran
Redtyn. Moradin sent me here to
mentor a young dwarven female named Redtyn. What do I know about being a mentor
to someone else let alone to someone so openly hostile and angry? She feels as
though she has been discarded like an unwanted bit of trash. Though I can’t
really blame her for feeling that way. The Silver beard did seem as though he
was at the end of his rope with what to do with her. So now she is part of our
ragtag group. I hope that she finds a home here with us that she feels like
she has never had before. Though things did start off a bit rocky, she doesn’t
like people giving even the smallest bit of perceived offense. She does have
quite a swing and she will be able to handle herself well in the coming days.
Though I fear that she lacks discipline and one day may put us at risk. Only
time will tell.
In other news; Halaianna has
desperately been trying to find a way to get in contact with her brother. We
know that he is here and that he is somewhere within the confines of the Shimmer
Ward. It is so heavily guarded that we had to do everything we could just to
get a few of us passed the main gate to get a message to him. While have been
offered less forthright means of the entrance we are hesitant to use them as the populous
seems to think that there are spies lurking in every shadow. Now we wait until some
sort of contact is made.
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