Keep on the Island
As told by Trif
8th of Elient
It’s been 18 days since I left the Island Cities and my dad. It feels longer, being down here in the Underdark where night and day are fabrics of the imagination and time goes on forever and in the blink of an eye. I miss the familiarity of home but am wondrous of the world around, at each turn new experiences await. Danger and despair have become daily occurrences but I'm no longer afraid.
While evil lurks around every corner I feel the warmth and power of nature around me sensing it with every step and breath I take. I'm worried for Ellumin, he's become my trusted companion but a shadow haunts him and I'm not sure he can fight it alone. Our group has in the last days gotten new companions, Dorne and Jessie. Ellumin trusts Jessie and so will I. There is sadness in her that I can’t describe, like she is punishing herself. Today she fought one of the giant snakes that live down here, almost with a wish to die. She pursued it underwater and I went with her. Dorne is more than he lets on. The strings of magic that prevails in his mind make him struggle to come to terms with his surroundings.
9th of Elient
We have moved further into the dark swamps, keeping a northwesterly direction in hopes to circumnavigate the Duergar’s village, the water ways are hard to navigate. Caught in a quake when the cave ceiling gave in we sought refuge on an island with a ruined keep, the first solid ground we've seen in this swamp. I'm now sure we have lost track of Nora, Dox and the Codex pages, our only hope is to find the source of the Gashur Mist if we want to save the people of Gothrionne, Fleen and anywhere else this mist of the undead has spread. I hope my dad is safe in Brewold, I know in my heart he is. We're heading down into the ruins as the mist is seeping from the ground outside. I hope we've the strength to face the horrors that may wait in the dark.
Fire Rice will likely yield more about this strange message. Where is Fire Rice made?