{"id":2096,"date":"2016-05-21T11:30:07","date_gmt":"2016-05-21T18:30:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.dungeonetics.com\/gamediary\/?p=2096"},"modified":"2026-09-26T11:51:14","modified_gmt":"2026-09-26T18:51:14","slug":"kalis-journal-arodus-12-4712","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dungeonetics.com\/gamediary\/kalis-journal-arodus-12-4712\/","title":{"rendered":"Kali’s Journal, Arodus 12, 4712"},"content":{"rendered":"

Arodus 12 (Kalsgard, Small Hours)<\/h3>\n

I<\/span><\/p>\n

t has been a long night and I do not see an end to it any time soon. In a few hours we meet Uksahkka at Spear-shaker\u2019s Point for, of all things, kayak lessons (and in the dark, I might add).<\/span><\/p>\n

Dad would be proud. Or maybe he\u2019d just lecture me for resisting all his attempts to teach me anything involving paddles or sails. I loved being <\/span>on<\/span><\/i> boats when I was younger; I just had no interest in learning how to <\/span>handle <\/span><\/i>them. He even told me once, \u201cOne day you will regret not having learned.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

And here we are.<\/span><\/p>\n

The definition of adulthood is realizing your parents were right about everything.<\/span><\/p>\n

Suishen was not at Asvig\u2019s farmhouse, and any hope of this coming to a quick conclusion has evaporated. Our only lead now is that it may be sitting on Snorri Stone-Eye\u2019s funeral ship, scheduled to burn during his wake at dawn. I missed the interrogation of Helva and Asvig\u2014I was more concerned with who had escaped from the hall at the time\u2014but Helva suggested this possibility to us.<\/span><\/p>\n

Snorri was Asvig\u2019s Lord, or ring-giver as they are called here, and Snorri was even more closely tied to some shady dealings and this Rimerunners guild than Asvig, himself. Asvig, it seems, was just the go-to man for anything needing done that was not strictly legal (or even remotely so in some cases, I suspect) so that others would not be directly involved. Putting that sword on his lord\u2019s funeral ship in tribute would accomplish two things at once: getting rid of it for good, and honoring the late Snorri, himself.<\/span><\/p>\n

Except for the part where it just doesn\u2019t make any sense.<\/span><\/p>\n

Neither does the idea that Ulf might be imprisoned on that ship, too. At first it seemed like a real possibility, but now that I have had time to think on it, what would be the point? Asvig didn\u2019t seem the type to play stupid games like this, especially when simply killing the man on the spot would get the job done and with a great deal more certainty. And just how hard would it be to make a body disappear in the Thanelands? We sent forty men to the bottom of the river with barely a trace, and we\u2019ve had less practice at it. Asvig may have been a lot of things, but nothing we\u2019ve seen suggested that he was incompetent or a fool. His only mistake seems to have been underestimating us, and to be fair, even then he was working on no information save for the fact that we existed.<\/span><\/p>\n

So I am skeptical that we will find anything on this funeral ship save for Snorri Stone-Eye\u2019s corpse, but it\u2019s the only lead we have. Especially since Ulf wasn\u2019t at Asvig\u2019s farm, either, which just puts a capstone on this gods-be-damned perfect day.<\/span><\/p>\n

And the raid had started so well.<\/span><\/p>\n

With the death celebration (who <\/span>are<\/span><\/i> these people?) well underway, we probably could have set the yard on fire without being spotted. There was a boisterous group approaching down the road, but they were still far enough away that we had plenty of time to do this right.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

At the posts that surrounded the house, several of us put our heads together and reconstructed the rune that bypassed the summoning trap, then we quietly moved to the rear entrance to get into position.<\/span><\/p>\n

That\u2019s when we heard the muffled protests of one or two women, and the much louder, drunker, lecherous advances of some of the party-goers, through the door. Etayne, Radella, Qatana\u2026they all tried to rush that door at the same time (I wanted to be right there with them, too) and within seconds we had burst through it and pounded the three accosters. They didn\u2019t even have time to cry for help. Or beg for their lives.<\/span><\/p>\n

After checking on the startled and frightened serving girls, we asked them about the layout of the house and where we would find Asvig. One of them actually asked us, \u201cAre we being raided?\u201d her eyes going wide with panic.<\/span><\/p>\n

No, dear, it\u2019s not a raid. We\u2019re just here to kill everyone. <\/span>Gods.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

There were over a dozen of Asvig\u2019s henchmen in the main hall, and the battle there was short but bloody. We had timed this right, though, and benefited both from the chaos spread by our spells and their half-drunken stupor. Ivan and I threw back-to-back confusion into the room with a cloud of fog and a burst of glittering dust, and then our fighters charged in and did what they do. A few seconds later, I could hear the faint sounds of doors opening in the back of the hall where startled revelers were either escaping or trying to circle around behind us to counterattack. I summoned a wolf\u2014the choice seemed appropriate for the setting\u2014just outside the back entrance, and he took off running almost immediately.<\/span><\/p>\n

I took that as a cue that it was time to shut the door. And bar it.<\/span><\/p>\n

In the main hall, it sounded like Sparna and Qatana had subdued the Longthews and forced an end to the fight, so I ran to the far end under the cover of invisibility\u2014I hadn\u2019t been seen yet and felt it was best that this remain the case\u2014to look out the front door for any sign of the fugitives. That\u2019s when I heard the sounds of lions roaring, and the screams of more men outside. So a few had gotten away, or at least tried to. I called for Olmas in Elvish, and used a spell and the pearl to conjure two horses for us to ride.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"Origami<\/a><\/p>\n

\u201cWe need to find anyone who escaped, and make sure they don\u2019t reach the others down the road,\u201d I said as he came up to the doorway.<\/span><\/p>\n

After the initial confusion from holding a conversation with an invisible Vudrani woman speaking in Elvish from behind a horse that wasn\u2019t there when we arrived finally wore off, Olmas mounted up, and we rode around back to look for survivors. This was a bad idea. The survivors were two very angry lions, and they were staring right at us.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s go!\u201d I called to Olmas, and quickly turned my mount around and fled to the front of the house. Olmas got the message and was right behind me. The lions, of course, bounded after us.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBetween the posts on the road, where we etched the rune!\u201d I didn\u2019t wait for his response; I just took my horse to a full run and bolted through. Fortunately, he had gotten the message.<\/span><\/p>\n

The lions stopped just a few feet beyond the perimeter. I was hoping for that, but what if they hadn\u2019t? Olmas had the same thought and asked me what my backup plan had been.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTo continue down the road and run them into the approaching party. And let <\/span>them<\/span><\/i> deal with the lions.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Sometimes I have good ideas. I was almost disappointed that we didn\u2019t get to try it out.<\/span><\/p>\n

Almost.<\/span><\/p>\n

Nihali came to me then. I asked if she had seen anyone escape from the house. She had, \u201cBut they were mauled by leopards.\u201d Leopards? That\u2019s when I noticed something odd about the lions prowling around the wooden posts: they had spots. That explained why the lion figures on the armbands, and on the ones on the wooden posts, and even the summoned lions themselves didn\u2019t look so much like lions; that isn\u2019t quite what they were. (Note to self: ask Etayne about this later.)<\/span><\/p>\n

If anyone made it off the property, they didn\u2019t go down the main path or stay on it. We rode a bit, just off to the side in the grass where our horses\u2019 hooves weren\u2019t as loud, until we were almost too close to the approaching group to safely stay out of sight. Not having found anyone, we headed back to the house\u2014the lions or leopards or whatever they were had now vanished\u2014and ran into our friends on their way out.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hiding from the approaching revelers was easy as they were already drunk or well on their way to it. From the bits of conversation that we could hear, they were going for the free food and spirits, not because they had any love for Snorri Stone-Eye. They were in for a number of surprises, not the least of which was the recent change in management.<\/span><\/p>\n

Apparently, Asvig died while being <\/span>questioned<\/span><\/i>, suddenly and spontaneously, by choking on his own blood. It gives me the shivers just thinking about it. Etayne and Qatana saw it happen and said it looked like some sort of geas, but not one that they had ever seen or heard of. Want proof that Asvig was mixed up with some very, very bad people? There it is.<\/span><\/p>\n

Which is, I think, part of why Helva was willing to accept a detente. She knew Asvig was guilty. She knew Fynn had been wronged and that his claim of blood vengeance was valid. What she <\/span>didn’t<\/span><\/i> know was exactly how deep the hole went. Watching her husband die because the people he worked for had made sure he couldn’t talk answered that question rather dramatically.<\/span><\/p>\n

She didn’t have to like us, or what had happened that night. But she clearly wanted to rebuild their little fiefdom with far fewer surprises; one where she would be making the decisions. More power to her, I guess. In a strange way, I am happy for her.<\/span><\/p>\n

If she is true to her word, there will be no retributions against Fynn or us, on one condition: that we never come around these parts again. It sounds like a ridiculous clich\u00e9 written out like that, but it really was her only demand. Fair enough. In due time we won\u2019t even be on this continent. It won\u2019t be a difficult promise to keep.<\/span><\/p>\n

And for our part? We had made good on Fynn\u2019s request as his proxies, gruesome as it was, but there was no sword, and no Ulf. At least I didn\u2019t have to walk back to Kalsgard.<\/span><\/p>\n

I won\u2019t have to walk to Spear-shaker\u2019s Point, either.<\/span><\/p>\n

Which is good, <\/span>because I am just so fucking exhausted<\/span><\/i>.<\/span><\/p>\n

Arodus 12 (Rimeflow River, Dawn)<\/h3>\n

E<\/span><\/p>\n

ither we have been set up, or Uksahkka is being watched. Someone knew we would board that funeral ship before it lit, and they obviously wanted us to be on it as it burned.<\/span><\/p>\n

Aside from Etayne\u2019s kayak capsizing\u2014Ling did not seem too thrilled with this development\u2014getting over to and onto the ship was relatively easy. It was getting off <\/span>shore<\/span><\/i> that proved more interesting: we had just gotten our gear packed up when an enormous crab came looking for its next meal. It took us all by surprise, but we recovered quickly and brought it down. Afterwards, Qatana actually suggested that we cook it and have it for dinner. She was being completely serious.<\/span><\/p>\n

We intercepted the ship just as it drifted past Spear-shaker\u2019s Point and tied up our kayaks on both her port and starboard sides. The funeral ship was a longboat converted into a barge, with a cramped hold beneath the deck and the funeral pyre above. A bed of coals served as a timer. We threw those into the river to prevent any accidents and got to work. <\/span><\/p>\n

\"Origami<\/a><\/p>\n

It is no surprise that the raiders arrived within minutes of us. There was a narrow window in which we could pull this off, and there were only so many points along the river from which one could launch to reach the ship before the pyre was lit. That meant they knew where we would be and when, and the ninjas they sent after us only had to worry about being seen. Unfortunately for them, all that has happened today instilled a healthy dose of paranoia in the group so we had four pairs of eyes plus Nihali scanning the water for exactly this sort of interruption. Even in the foggy twilight, Olmas sighted the approaching canoes off the port stern. We had nearly a full minute to prepare for their arrival.<\/span><\/p>\n

Down below, the other half of us had discovered that Snorri Stone-Eye had not died a peaceful death. His rotting, undead, and all-too-mobile corpse was chained up in the hold, smelling of decaying marine life. It seems his friends and family had gone to great lengths to keep this development a secret. On the funeral pyre, they maintained the illusion by covering a wooden manikin with a shroud.<\/span><\/p>\n

What our friends <\/span>didn\u2019t<\/span><\/i> find was any sign of Suishen or Ulf. Surprise. They emerged from the hold with the bad news just as the canoes were coming into range of spells and arrows.<\/span><\/p>\n

We had two nasty surprises in place for the would-be boarders. The first was the downpour of rocks and dirt that had served me well just a few days earlier (it was all I had that could reach from this distance). The second was Nihali, who enthusiastically agreed to try dropping a vial of alchemist\u2019s fire on one of the approaching vessels. Turns out, she has pretty good aim. I could feel her excitement as the boat caught fire.<\/span><\/p>\n

Only one of the attackers made it to within arm\u2019s reach of the ship, and that\u2019s where he died.<\/span><\/p>\n

While Suishen and Ulf weren\u2019t on board, the morning was not a total loss. Snorri must have been well loved as he had a rather large pile of treasure to see him off to his afterlife.\u00a0 We took a more practical viewpoint and figured he wouldn\u2019t be needing it where he was going. We helped ourselves to a rather generous serving and stuffed it in the bag Sparna has been carrying.<\/span><\/p>\n

I also learned something interesting about Ivan. Before Uksahkka left, she gave him a small clay token and said to present it at the shrine of Shelyn in the Fire Quarter when we were ready to make contact with her again. Naturally, the mention of my goddess caught my attention, and when I looked at the token I saw the unmistakable image of a songbird on one face.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIvan, would you mind if I held on to that?\u201d I asked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBecause it has a holy symbol on it. That songbird is the symbol of Shelyn.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou mean this?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

And he pulled back his tunic to reveal a tattoo of a songbird on his shoulder blade.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t know what this meant.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

I think everyone was shocked, but none more so than I. We shared a kayak on the way out to the funeral ship, and I told him as much about her as I could in the time that we had.<\/span><\/p>\n

One kayak over, I could hear Qatana doing the same with Olmas, only of course she was spreading the word of Groetus. She was really giving him the hard sell. It was all I could do to keep from laughing.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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