Storm of Souls - The Journal of Nils Prepsel

Session #5: Decks of Chaos  8/22/21 Day 19, Duvin 54: So I am writing this from my own room in our new manor house.   There is … a lot to discuss.   I’ll do my best to relay the insanity of what happened today. We entered the city this morning, with all the surviving refugees of Redorn.   The guards were stunned by the news and suggested we take them to the Town Hall.   I looked back at the cart and as I commented that we didn’t need it any longer, it immediately faded away as a shiny coin clinked to the ground in its place.   I just identified it before starting to write this entry and it is called the Coin of the Stampede.   One side has a horse and cart and the other has a group of horses in mid gallop.   Flipping the coin either summons a horse and cart which remains until dismissed or it summons riding horses for every person within 30 feet which last for 8 hours.   Those horses would have been very useful on our trek through th...

Session #4: The Destruction of Redorn  8/14/21 Day 5, ????? 41: I’m writing this while sitting at a campfire on the side of road back to Redorn. How did I get here, you ask?   I’m not really sure I can adequately explain it, but here goes nothing: I woke in the middle of the night, still slumped against the wall in my kitchen/workroom.   Everything was dark and quiet and Squish was sleeping next to me on the floor, curled up in a ball of black feathers.   I could hear Morchid snoring loudly in the other room.   I thought about moving Squish to the bedroom but I decided against.   Waking a sleeping rogue was likely to get me stabbed. After writing my previous entry of yesterday’s events, (dear Ioun, was it only yesterday?) I set to work on several projects.    First, I needed tools, woodcarver’s tools to be precise.   I consulted my notes from school and the lessons from Professor Zorhaan.   She has always said that in a pinch, we w...

Session #3: The Ivory Faces  8/8/21 Day 3 STILL Continued: Before we could rest, I had to know more about what was going on.   First, we examined the body of the assassin.   I had been fearing that it was the dark elf that had dropped off his cloak for repairs earlier, but it wasn’t.   The human was a mess of scars mixed with tattoos.   Squish recognized the tattoo on his shoulder, the Ivory Faces, which they said was a secret group of thieves and assassins and they knew a way into their underground lair. I knew we needed to rest, but first I wanted to see what this lingering effect was on Anna and my friends.   I pulled out my spectacles along with one of the pearls I had purchased earlier and did a quick Identify spell.   The pearl was pulverized as I gazed hard at it, and I blew the dust out over Squish.   Then runic script on my glasses told me everything I needed to know.   The enchantment was called Immolation and it acted more lik...

Session #2: Rewards and a Terrible Turn of Events  8/1/21 Day 3, Duvin 39 continued : Eager to receive a reward we made our way to the Town Hall.   On the way, I told them of my reluctance to join any side of the on-going war.   I had already declined that “opportunity” during my time at the Techno Diligent Academy and the Terdyr School of Wizardry.   I was relieved that the others were all in agreement At the Town Hall, the guards refused to let Morchid inside while still in cat form, so he didn’t join us.   The royals were all there arguing about the events at the wedding.   Queen Avendear was trying to hold Tyrinal responsible, but King Phill Zine was not having it.   King Landronyn just looked bored.   We were brought forth one at a time, told to give our account of what happened.   My report was extremely thorough and detailed, probably more than what was needed but I was nervous.   Morchid showed up in Firbolg form and gave an ...

Session #1: New Friends and a Wedding  1/25/21 Day 1, Duvin 37: After a few days travel, I finally arrived at Vorin only to be stopped by guards at the gate because of a special event in the city, the Wedding of Lord Vos-trin to Giamel, Princess of Loria.     I handed them my invitation and they let me inside.   I had no idea why I was invited, but I saw this as an opportunity to meet new people and learn new things. The streets were lined with more vendors than usual and I spotted an attractive half elven lady in a fancy dress (Elairiel) looking over their wares.   She also had a fancy longbow on her back. Seeing no reason to disturb her, I continued on my way. I went straight to I Live to Zerv, the nicest inn in town, to get a meal and a room to stow my gear.   I wasn’t going to attend the wedding tomorrow in my travel gear.   I ordered some food and took note of slovenly, pudgy human at the bar with a very odd voice and very little manners or...