The Journal of a Cleric in training (Defron)

[Moley1000]

*sits down in the Wild Surge Inn and opens his bag.  He pulls out his journal, a quill, and a jar of ink.  He starts to write...*

*scribbles small note at top of page*
This journal entry documents events sometime after they happened, not all details are included

*writes in clear, flowing script*

Well, where do I begin.  I guess i should explain what happened after I woke up and found myself in an unfamiliar place.  I was shocked to find myself in the presence of a dragon.  He explained about someone called Blood, whom i had heard of somewhere before, but apparently i had been called to help fight him and his forces of evil.  I eventually found myself in Hlint.  Which was familiar to me, having visited here a few times in the past.  Now....what happened next....oh yes....the tax woman needed some assistance in finding the tax book and advised me that the sewers were the best place to look.  Whilst attempting this task i bumped into Sceadu, and he was willing to assist me, and i was glad to do the same.  Then Erag the Undertaker needed some assistance to obtain a lesser darksoul essence.  Sceadu also came along, and together we managed to obtain it.  I travelled with him some more...but as usual, he was quiet, and still aggressive towards me, but I do not let it bother me.  I seemed to be getting through to him....but then he disappeared....i could find no trace of him.  Although a new person had come to Hlint, Shadoe, he looks remarkably similar to Sceadu, but is less agressive.  I gave him some assistance with a few journeys to the crypts.

I have met a rather remarkable man called Leolaka, he is truely a skilled fighter, and i think he will be a fine tailor too.  We have travelled together often and he ofter brings others, so i have already met plenty of allies to aid in any battles i may face.  My role as a cleric has taken new heights, never before have i needed to help so many, every  day there are those in need passing through Hlint, i try my best to tend to their wounds.  Of course whilst in a group of allies, their protection and safety is worth more than my own.  I am slowly proving myself worthy to them, some were a little aprehensive of my abilities, but i am growing stronger with time.

The Lord of Haven has requested some help, and to complete that task i must venture into Haven mines.....but it is a difficult task, so i will travel down with Leolaka, if he is willing to help me.  I will write more when i have news to tell....

[Moley1000]

*Sitting on a Hill outside Port Hampshire, Defron watches the sun set, and begins to write a short entry into his journal*

Since my last writing, little has happened.  I have spent most of my time making healing potions and putting the skeletons in Hlint to rest.  I am getting better now, my potions are stronger and they have been helping people, which was my only intention for them.  I handed most of them to Shadow and Leo, in the hope that on their adventures the potions would prove invaluable.

Leo, Shadow, Ashall and Myself have been travelling around Mistone.  I managed to reach Fort Valansk and Worship in the temple of the great Lord Protector, he is always within me, helping me on my journeys.  The chance to pray at the temple gave me strength to continue as I had began, to protect others.  I SHALL protect others, whenever and wherever it may be.

Upon one visit to the Crypts in Hlint, I came across a wounded Halfling, he was being attacked by Skeletons and it was clear he was unprepared for them.  I managed to lay those skeletons to rest quickly, and saw to it that the hafling, named Thorn Thistletoe, was alright.  His wounds were serious, but after some healing and rest, he was well enough to fight.

I have been unable to retrieve the ogre's head, however i plan to study and train further before attempting that task.  I must add, there was one failed attempt to reach the chief........

*Defron looks up from the book to find Leo looking down at him.  Defron packs away his things, and heads with Leo to Fort Valansk*

[Moley1000]

*Defron sits in the Temple Of Rofirein, in Fort Velensk.  He looks most pleased and has just finished praying.  Sitting on a step, he pulls out his journal and begins to write...*

I have spent a great deal of time learning from my spellbook and can now better use my magic, and wield my sword. It has been a tough time recently.  A trip into Haven once more, this time with a group of eleven, we still did not reach the ogre chieften...however, i will get that head....eventually.  

There are few Rofireinites around, however we are still in existance and it makes me happy to see them.  We are few, but we all stand for the same things, and we have strength among us.

I hope to travel to Pranzis soon.  Leo and Shadow have their eyes on a house....but i doubt we shall have one...of course visiting the Cathedral is my main priority.  A house in Pranzis would be very nice though...

*He looks up at the statue in the Temple, and says* "Protect me as I help others, and guide me away from difficult situations."
*He packs away the journal, walks over the enchanting bowl, and begins the long process of making healing potions*

[Moley1000]

*Defron finds himself in the Caring Hope Inn, in Fort Hope.  He looks tired, and after purchasing a room for the night from the innkeeper, he sits in the room.  Pulling out his journal and a new quill, he begins to write*

Many events have happened since the last time I wrote in here.  My potion making has stopped for the moment, though i hope to resume that soon enough.  More importantly however I have discovered how important it is for people to listen and to adopt tactics in battle.  Several trips to the Berhagen Mountains have shown me that to defeat Golems and Giants, tactics are required.  Golems are no easy creatures, their Gemstone bodies make them resitant to the sword, but fire and ice will pierce it.  Rofirein grants me the power to empower a weapon with his firery breath, and it proves most useful against these foes.  Giants....they are difficult opponants.  They have tactics, which involves throwing several rocks at you, before attacking you with their large fists.

Leo, however, adopts the useful tactic of slow and careful.  The rest of the party do not listen, and unfortunately, one of our adventures ended in tragedy.  I do listen to Leo, but it did not save me from the giants which surrounded me.

The most recent adventures were to the Greypeak mountains, a most difficult journey.  The Ogres are stronger than expected, however we made it through them.  Leo took the defensive approach this time, for he was relunctant to die again.  Sy did die, but some of the group helped her to her grave, whilst a few of us stayed nearer to Llast.  Nyyana looked rather pale, and was having difficulty standing.  Both myself and Leo believed it was the rain and the cold which was to blame, I lit a fire, whilst Leo used some sort of magic on her.  It seemed to work, but when we reached Fort Llast she collapsed.  She seemed to be unconcious and it was raining quite heavily, so I decided to take her to The Wild Serge Inn, in Hlint, it was not far, and it would be better for her to recover there.  I picked her up, ad carried her to Hlint, thankfully there were no ambush attempts and we made it safely.  I saw to it that she was comfortable, and did what I could to aid her.  I pulled up a chair and sat outside the door, waiting until she awoke.

The start of the next day was quite uneventful, I travelled for most of it.  Broken Forest is still awash with the dead, but I see to it that they are put back to the ground.

Before coming here, I met Victor who explained to me his problems, and troubles facing him.  Whilst we were talking, a large group of ants came from underground, but they were delt with swiftly.  An young elf named Jade also joined us.  Victor needed to see one of the Ulgrid draven peoples about something, so Jade and myself offered to help.  Travelling once more through the Berhagen mountains, but this time using the slow tactic to great effect.

I made my way back here to rest in the comfort of this inn.  Tomorrow i plan to head back to Hlint and see to the crypts.

*he cleans his quill, and packs away his journal.  He then prays, before preparing himself for a good nights sleep*

[Moley1000]

*Defron walks away from the shimmering ghost of Leo, who is sitting under a small sheltered storage area in his attempts to get out of the rain.  Nimo, Ilztzyr and Nyyana have walked away.  The rain still falls heavily from the sky, and so Defron heads to North Point and  enters an unfamiliar inn, he wonders what it is called.  Once inside he sits down to write a brief entry in his journal*

The recent events were most tragic.  A group of us, Leo, Nyyana, Nimo, Ilztzyr, and Daemon duMoran, with myself, decided once more to enter the Ruins of Madness.  We seemed to start well, leaping through the rooms and removing those who blocked our path.  We had soon reached the chieften, which was where I fell.  Ilztzyr and Leo had entered, Leo had hoped to lure the monster into a prone position, but it failed.  I decided the best way to help would be to charge in, attempting to take down the chieften before he could take down Ilztzyr or Leo, however, my plan failed.  The chieften forced me to my knees before i could get far enough to heal.  Before i knew it I was dead.  Once again, I found myself within the void....my soul waiting to be judged, thankfully Rofirein prevented the soul mother from taking my soul.  I found myself in North Point, and made my way back to the Ruins.  My friends have always helped me retrieve my gravestones before, and I knew they would help now.  Ilztzyr had also died, though how and when I do not know.  Leo and the rest of the group appeared, and we started down once more.  Ilztzyr disappeared and the next time I saw him, he was whole once more, shortly after I managed to become whole again, Ilztzyr died, I never saw how.  I now had a difficult choice to make, to raise or not.  Something told me not to, some force, perhaps Rofirein, guiding me, showing me that I should not do it.  I did not raise him, I could not....

After this we started to leave the Ruins.  However on the way out, i was caught unprepared, and so I had to quickly cast my spells.  Leo was struck again and again by the Minotaurs, but I could not reach him in time...he fell to the ground, covered in blood, he did not move.  I quickly saw to it that no-one else perished, I took up my sword and attacked the Minotaurs knocking them down and finishing them.  It was then that the Soul Mother appeared, she took Leo away with her...leaving me, and the others to get out as quickly as we could.  We set off dealing with any minotaurs which tried to stop us, and we managed to make it out.  We made haste to Willows Weep, where we found the ghostly Leo, trying to get out of the rain.  He was obviously shaken by his experiance, and something wasn't quite right...

*Defron ends his journal entry there, he looks around the Inn, only to see the flashes of lightning and the sound of thunder outside the windows.  He walks to the innkeeper and reserves a room for the night.  He sits back at the table, and pulls out a letter from an old friend who still resides in Pranzis.*