Bracha, 14th of Darkember, 943 P.C. - Willow's Journal

Four days.  Four days since anyone has been seen from the Keep and I'm beginning to get nervous.

The last I saw Markum and Varian was four days ago; they stopped by the Inn to let Elric know that the Lord has decided to call back the troups into the Garrison.  Something about a threat to the area, and everyone needing to be ready for the worse.

Of course that means that Elric has been in charge of the town guard for the last four days, and is doing his best to keep everyone calm.

Fiona.... Fiona I haven't seen since the night the stars changed.  She came to see me, to ask me to help her with something.... something that I dare not even write in this journal.

I went to the gates this morning, to see if anyone was watching the walls, since no one has seen hide nor hair of anyone and I pounded on the doors until my hands bled, but no one answered.

Today Dal and Taywin and the others got back this afternoon (I really need to pay attention to the other's names, it's just rude).  They have decided to try to sneak into the Keep through the servant's entrance.  I would go with them, Fiona has been my charge since she was born, especially since her parent's death, but I think that perhaps it would be better for me to stay here, out of the way.

And be ready for whatever they find.....

Misham, 5th Day of Darkember, 943 P.C. - Taywin's Journal

I was at the epicenter of the most interesting event in the history of Krynn......

No, really, I was.  Honest!

I didn't even do it.....

Promise, I wasn't even there.....

Well, I was there, I just wasn't there-there.

Which was the WORSE thing that could have happened since when I wandered outside tonight to walk around Palanthas (everyone else was in a tizzy about researching all of the Gods) and noticed the stars had changed dramatically and realized that I had missed something Super Spectacular.

I mean, I might not have noticed the constellations changing (Yeah, right!), but the fact that there were much.....less moons in the sky sort of jumps right out at you.

So, from what I have gathered from the rest, while I was walking around the library looking at some books, someone (Dalhar, not me) broke the all powerful artifact that we had been sent to retrieve. I just wish I had been able to tell everyone what I knew about the stupid thing, but .... well......

To quote the Ogre, we broke the pantheon.......

Someone is going to be in BIG trouble, at least for once it's not going to be me.

So, here's what we know, apparently if you just break the artifact, some relatively localized effects happen (people turn into statues, portals to The Beyond open, blah, blah), but if you happen to have the backing of a God or Goddess from The Beyond who is in cahoots with one of OUR Gods or Goddesses and our Traitor lets the Outsider manifest their power on Krynn and breaks the artifact then the whole world turns upside down.

I wonder which of the Dark Gods got tricked in to THAT little bit of silliness.

At least THAT wasn't me either.

So, here we are, not only do we have to return to Ravenskeep (eventually, not looking forward to THAT conversation) but we also need to fix this problem.

This might take a while......

Linras, 1st Day of Darkember, 943 P.C. - Fiona's Journal

I woke up this morning to a world of white.... and Markum pounding on my door.

Apparently my dear Uncle has decided that the ruckus at the Inn needs to be investigated, and no suprise who will be accused today.

From what I heard, Dal has been accused of stealing my uncle's horse, by Lewin through Samual.

I swear I have half a mind to go down to the stables, find the horse, take it to the barracks and tie it to Samual's bunk!

But I have more important things to do.  I had another dream last night.  I saw him again, his green cloak in shadow, his lips moving, trying to tell me something, but no words reached my ears.

I'm sure that Uncle's plan is wrong.  Why would The Bard King would come to me in a vision and it not mean something is beyond me. Which makes me think that Uncle's idea to retrieve The Key from Palanthas is foolish in the extreme.

Perhaps I should make sure that someone that I trust is sent on this mission, someone that will make sure that the artifact does not return to my Uncle.

But who?

Bracha, 28th Day of Gildember, 943 P.C. - Willow's Journal

I would normally be settling in after a very busy Night of the Eye, but tonight was a night like no other.  Cold, and snowing, this is just not right.  Not this far north, not this time of year.  It's barely even fall and we have almost six inches of snow!

The Lord of this Keep seems to not care and while Fiona tries her best, her hands are tied on this.

Even the wolves are out in force tonight.

Fiona, Taywin and Dal graced us with their company for awhile this evening.  Dal even had a few guests, although I'm a bit nervous that there were so many drow in the area, but if Fiona is at ease with these strange elves, I can't really argue the point.

Especially since they were by far not the oddest guests at the inn this evening.

I know that there haven't been ogres in the area since Huma's war, much less an ogre traveling in the company of two of my people. So when they walked into the inn it was defintely something to be noticed.

Did I mention the wolves were prowling tonight?  Samual and his band of ruffians decided to harass Dal.... again, and while I would not trust Fiona's bodyguard any farther than I could throw him, the boys were a bit over the top.

The other dark elf provided a bit of entertainment however, casting a perfectly placed globe of darkness down on Samual's head.

Markum and Varian were, as usual, very helpful, if a bit late in arriving at the party.

I have retired to the kitchen for the moment to let Elric take care of the mess that the squires left behind and to make sure that  Fiona and the others have managed to sneak out the back way safely.