Previous Day

I write these words to log my days.

In the morn, we woke in the folding tavern.

Yvaela, our halfling bard, was stone cold drunk and knocked out entirely. She went missing yesterday evening, and returned distraught. I gave her a "drink" though I suppose "paint stripper" would be more applicable for the strength of the fowl brew.

Gunter (the lesser machine) guided us to the stables attached to the side of the tavern. A fine carriage was inside with a pair of steel steeds to pull the cart.

We went towards Blackrock mountain.

Our path was blocked by a creature of sorts. 

It wanted Yvaela, likely due to her giving it her name. We found new magical items on her unconscious body, likely what she got in trade.

Naturally, I, Lanpatune Voan our Kalashtar Reanimator lycanthrope-but-bear, Kahina Al-Anqua a the devout Light Cleric of the Phoenix Queen with a side of dominatrix with a hint of pyromaniac, Fëarion Vael the (likely) hexblood bard Steelscribe and spirit singer, and Shin Rayu our Monk with ties to a shadow organisation decided upon one thing.

To get rid of our deadweight drunk halfling. Someone so weak cannot drag us down by her decisions.

It was over quickly, and her magical belongings were divvied up appropriately.
We then continued on our journey.

We arrived at a town, dying of a plague. The well was frozen, and haunted by a spirit. The grainery was burned down, so naturally Kahina used the ashes for her makeup.

Following this, she found a note in the burnt building, describing the illness the townsfolk was suffering with who had written it. I will call her Dr.

Dr was working on a cure, and it was her spirit that was haunting the well of said town. Though, I had suspicions that she wasn't as vengeful as she seemed. If the crops were dangerous, it would only make sense to prevent the consumption of the grain.

I went close to the well, at one point. Didn't go well. The Dr screamed at me, and I was incapacitated until Fey silenced the well. Seeing this, the mayor's mother came out to try and speak but was far too feeble to be heard. The mayor tried to quiet her, but I lifted her out to test a hypothesis Fey had.

Holding her in my arms, I placed her in the silence of the well.
She mouthed "We deserved this".
And died immediately.

Following this we burned her corpse to prevent ourselves getting ill. The mayor had no idea.

After this, Shin investigated another home, Fey communed with the spirits, Lanp talked to the "blacksmith", Kahina and I questioned (more like bullied) the Mayor into saying what had happened.

In this order-
Fey was lead by the spirit to the well in the centre of the town and was told that the freezing of the water was to protect the people because suffering the illness was worse than starving.
Kahina and I found out that the Dr was benevolent and wanted to save the people.
Kahina offered to give the village help if the Mayor converted them to worshipping the Phoenix Queen and discovered he had no hope.
Lanp found out the "blacksmith" was an incel (as the people on the Fourth Chan (what is a chan??) forums say).
Shin was screeched at by the Dr for mentioning the Mayor's name.

Kahina and Fey went to help Shin, while I and Lanp went to the Blacksmith.

Though, due to Kahina leaving the Mayor alone for a second, he hung himself. He was a coward anyways.

The blacksmith tried to hit on me once we got there.
I ran him through, through the door with my scimitar and kicked his corpse. In his room was a lot of religious paraphernalia (For the Queen) though, which was odd. And a door leading to nothing. After burning the corpse of the incel, we opened the door to find pure light.

We haven't gone through yet.
This is the end of this "blog" I suppose. I will update our status once we are safe again.