Bakukal, 27th Darkember, 943 P.C. - Fiona's Journal

Well at least we know what happened to Samual and the rest when the disappeared in the flash of light that surrounded Markum.

Oh, wait I should probably back up.  I'm getting ahead of myself again.

Markum was apparently Kiri-Jolith's avatar. After he went into the Tomb, killed the Medusa (hope it wasn't "The Medusa", someone would be upset I think) and retrieved the lance he was surrounded by this brown and white light.  He was able to speak with the others for a few moments, but frankly I was too startled to really talk to him at that moment.

That and the voices were nigh on deafening at that moment.  To top it off, he didn't even look like himself, he's been acting differently, we both have and I know it, but he just didn't look like Markum.

So, Kiri-Jolith/Markum talked to everyone for a little bit, answered some questions then it was like he was exploding in a burst of light.  Markum fell to the ground and while I would usually have ran to his side to make sure that he was ok, I was froze in place by what I was hearing.

Thank the Gods that he was not injured.

But back to the Hell Hounds, once this happened, the Knight Haunts that had been Samual and the others disappeared. We all assumed that they had done their duty and they had ascended with Kiri-Jolith to the Dome of Creation where the God dwells.

So we headed back towards Foghaven Keep quite aware that there were at least one hydra and possibly two in the area.

We were not expecting the trebuchet stone to almost hit us.

Apparently not only had Kiri-Jolith left, but he had some how managed to restore the Hell Hounds to life, and they were on our side again.

They had either been told of, or seen the hydra that was stalking us and since Kiri-Jolith left them at the Keep, they decided to use the siege engines to good effect.

Except it just about scared the crap out of me.

Thankfully we managed to make relatively quick work of the two hydras, luring them out of the woods and attacking them with a combination of magic and might.  The trebuchet would have helped if they could have figured out how to aim the thing.

We are not apparently heading towards Daltigoth, with the plans to ask around a bit about the Hammer of Kharas. From there we are moving eastward, through Qualinesti Forest, over the mountains around Thorbardin and then heading northward, at least unless something changes between here and there.  We know that we have at least one artifact in the party and we are heading toward the holy site of that deity to return it.

I have been told there are two other artifacts with us.  I'm even told that I know where one of them is, but every time I try to think of where it might be, the location slips out of my mind like a fish slipping out of a net. I know that the harp is safe, but I don't know where it is.  I just hope that when the time comes, I do not disappoint Branchala.

I will have to figure out what sort of face I will wear while I am in Daltigoth.  Last time we passed this way, we found out about a warrant out for my arrest thanks to that foreign God, Ares.

Maybe a drow?  It might be interesting and won't that surprise Dal.

Bakukal, 27th of Darkember, 943 P.C - Taywin's Journal

You know, sometimes humans just aren't that observant and elves just aren't much better. Pala, um, Branchala bless them.

So, I was standing around listening to all of this talk about if we should let this new blonde girl help us out, and getting all a little bored with the whole rigamarole and yakkity stuff.

I almost walked off, but with Markum acting all Godly and stuff, and Fiona acting.... well, I still don't have words for the way she's acting....

Anyway, I decided to stick around relatively close by and make sure that we weren't all going to get ambushed or something.

It's a good thing that I did, cause I totally found something.

And I ALMOST thought is was really cool the way it was acting and stuff.

Then I realized all it was that I was seeing was a cooshee.

I wonder if that means that She's here.  I hope so, considering it's her job to watch the place, and we are totally flounding around all over it.

I wonder what she would do if we I just wandered off with the dog......

I've always wanted a pet.

27th of Maimakterion, P.C. 943 - Callisto's Journal

Ok, so I figured I would get in on this whole journal thing. The mortals seem to be having quite a good time of it. And before you ask, I am not going to use your little calendar monthly names, I'm going to use proper Greek names for the month.  And that fairy isn't going to stop me.  Don't worry, I'll return her back when I'm done, maybe even in one peice. Hehehe.

Alright, so for those of you that don't know who I am, let me introduce myself.  I am Callisto.  I am NOT Ares's insert derogatory term here.

I am not exactly from around here and I really REALLY want to get the heck back to where I'm from.  It's not that I don't like it here... Oh who am I kidding, I HATE it here.  I have no idea why Ares or anyone else would care about this lump of dirt.  I've got more important things to do like making a certain someone's life a living trip to Tartarus.....

But I'm off the subject, again.  Listen, let me just say that I'm fine with helping these folks fix things around here, although I'ts not like I'm a real goddess or anything (not going to tell them that, there is a difference between immortality and divinity, but these rubes don't know that).

I mean, it's not like I have a portfolio or anything, but then again these folks don't need to know that.

So, I'm going to help them find there stuff for as long as it amuses me, which given my attention span.... well, we'll see how long it'll last.

I mean, they were smart enough to get past what Ares left behind, hopefully they're smart enough to get me the heck out of here soon.

Misham, 26th of Darkember, 943 P.C. - Taywin's Journal

Fiona's Litany as it stands now....

Father needs his harp
Grandfather needs his ring
Grandmother needs her staff
Great-Aunt needs her cup
War Maker needs his staff
The Wild Twin needs his sword
The Warrior Twin needs his lance
The Silent Brother needs his Bracers
The Glowing Son needs his Bracers
Earth's Mother needs her heart
Knowledge's Root needs his eye
The World Maker needs his hammer
Passion's Wife needs her scales
Industry's Husband needs his fire
Fool's Lady needs her shield
The Sea Witch needs her shell
Death Bringer needs his censer
Merchant's Master needs his cards
The Cheater of Death needs his horn
The Dark Eye needs his Shroud

Linras, 22nd of Darkember, 943 P.C. - Tawyin's Journal

Well, it's been a couple of weeks since the whole world turned upside down and we have been treking around all over Solamnia and part of Ergoth.

I'm getting increasingly worried about Fiona, I don't think she's slept at all that I've been able to tell and she only eats when we remind her to do so.  And it doesn't help that she's got 6 Knight Haunts that hover around her all the time.

And Markum! Markum has always been so nice and now he's distant and a bit scary if you ask me. I know that it's because of Kiri-Jolith that he's acting so odd, but I miss the REAL Markum.

He was really nice and he would help me and Dal take care of Fiona if he were himself.  And he would know what to do and where to go to fix things (Hopefully).  I know some things, but I'd prefer to stay in the background a bit for the time being, hopefully they won't need my help.

So we headed south from Ravenskeep to go to Qualinesti forest, former home of Kith-Kanan and the Wildrunners.  I think it's kind of cool, except for the fact that in order to get the permisson to go there Dal had to get a geas put on him by Kiri-Markum.  So lame.

The only good thing about this whole trip is when we finally got to the edges of Qualinesti forest we got so see griffins!

That was so cool!

But then when we got to the holy site to Chislev, we found out that the High Priestess has left walking east looking for something.

So now I guess we are going to on to Foghaven Vale.  It's been a while since I've been there, am sure that it hasn't changed much....

Bracha, 21st of Darkember, 942 P.C. - Fiona's Journal

Perhaps if I write this down it will sone how get them to leave me alone.

I know that they can hear me, they can hear everything and know everything, how could they not know that this would happen?

But I must not let these things shake my faith, I have dedicated myself to him for 10 years now and I'm know that him and his fellow gods are seething at what has happened.  All but one, the one that weeps quietly, whose voice is more of a whisper to me.

But to my task, for as I have learned from my family history, nothing is certain and even I might not make it to the end of this trial.  If so, perhaps this information will help the others.

This is what I know.

Father needs his harp
Grandfather needs his ring
Grandmother needs her staff
Great-Aunt needs her chalice....

Palast, 16th of Darkember, 943 P.C. - Willow's Journal

Taywin and the others have left.  They say that they are heading South towards Ergoth and Foghaven Vale.

I can't help be feel a bit distressed though, considering what I found in the groups rooms when I went to tidy up.

With all of the tumult that has happened the last few weeks, I would not have been surprised that something like that might happen in this town.

It's just that... well these sort of things don't happen around here too often.

I hesitate to tell Elric, but I see no way around it, but I am rambling.  I tend to do that a bit when I'm upset, I suppose it's from dealing with Kender so much.

So, here is what I know.  Xeno, one of the Kagonesti that was a traveling companion to the Orge, I found him dead with out a mark on him.  A Kagonesti in the prime of his life, dead like that, highly unlikely, so I decided to use a spell just to make sure, and my suspicions were confirmed.....

Xeno had been poisoned, one of my people murdered under my very roof. I have no idea what this poison was that killed him, but there is no mistake that someone murdered him. There was even something left behind, as if the person the committed this act was trying to attract attenion to the deed, if not to themselves.  Perhaps it is someone that follows one of the new gods?

I hope that whoever did this is not tracking Taywin and Fiona's group.

I suppose I can't keep this from Elric any longer, the town folk will be in a panic after what else happened tonight...