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Artrilla's Journal 4
Tracy Borup
Apr 19, 2017
10th of Pharast 4717 Episode 5
“Oh, the night that lasts forever, will forever last in the souls of all who dwell among the stars”
-lyric from gnome lullaby “Sleeping Among Stars”
The day has seemed to be magically prolonged. Our very lives have been threatened twice since we arrived at this dismal, backwater, superstitious town.
At least we were able to pull off an excellent prank while wandering around the dreary shops. Marcus has not proven to be the great fighter that he claims to be, but he is a marvelous master of magnificent maneuvers. The jewel that Parod recognized as being the one he stole on Professors orders was being held ransom by a grubby shop keep. With a small bit of assistance from myself, Marcus had the man so frightened of the amethyst, that he almost paid Marcus to take it! Parod even got in on the joke by pretending he was going to attack the man and instead merely brushed by him. I love group pranks! They are by far the most effective and the most fun!
Not sure why, but Parod is letting “Little Min” keep and study the precious item for awhile. “Little Min” does seem to have a knack for magic and may just discover some hidden truth about this valuable piece that may aid us in the discovery of why the Professor desired it in the first place. I wonder why the Professor didn’t trust Parod enough to confide in him? Will this new acquisition help us learn more about the threat hanging over this place?
We have all taken a quick respite in our separate quarters before we meet again to decide what to do about the other items we pilfered for our protection. We have divided the jars among ourselves for safe keeping. I can feel the clinging cold emanating from the jar as I sit upon the bed and gaze at it as it rests on the night table nearby.
I remind myself that I am Artrilla the Mighty. I am the bravest and most adventurous gnome to have ever traveled across Golarian. Proof of this can be found in my journal, where I have recorded my heroics for all to admire. But I have always dealt with flesh, bone, blood and living creatures. A realm of the unseen, the unheard and the undead is a place I have never dared to venture into before now. A new terror is beginning to gnaw at my fierce and courageous heart. I am glad I am not alone in this new journey. At least for a small while.
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