3. Callain's Journal

Callain's Journal


  • 1454 - Year of The Emerald Sun
    5th Flamerule

    Around the gypsie campfires.

    _Finally arrived off the long road from Heliogabalus and alive to boot..I'm unsure which I'm more surprised about, being alive…or still having my possesions. Today was an odd one though, I met a number of people around a small camp, most specifically two women and a man..(that stuck into memory). The first was a human woman called Nawen. We spent most of the night laughing and flirting, then did a spot of hunting. Those spiders are BLOODY HUGE! We killed a few...had alot of practice and flirted most of the way.

    Later on that night, back in the camp...I met a woman named Tala....I found out later that both Nawen and Tala were camp elders, second only to the Rom themselves. I know better than to piss women off anyway.

    Oreth, a young druid was the third...was a brief meeting, but he seemed like a good enough sort. Stinks of blood though. The night was mostly uneventful, until a group headed out into the forest...we happened across a nest and a chest! locked and trapped ofcourse...it didn't take long to crack either open and make off with everything inside. A good day I thought...

    I woke up three days later with the headache from hell. Not that good , it turned out.

    Oh well, alive (Sort of) and ready for the next adventure._


  • 1456: The Year of the Mithral Hammer
    16th Eleint

    _Life here at the camp is quiet enough and fairly busy with day to day working to survive and whatnot. I keep forgetting to update this of all the large and unwieldy beasts that kill me…as ..well..I'd run out of parchment pretty damned quickly. The days have not been particularly kind, but life is bearable.

    I've met a few more people to boot. A priest of Corellon called Raryldor and a nobleman from home called Gailyn Daedus who sided with King and country. I could learn to like him even if he's worse than me for getting in trouble...or specifically getting yours truely killed though he seems a good enough sort.

    A few days later and a few more adventures, into the deeper parts of the gypsie wood cove went mostly without a hitch until we, Gailyn and myself were attacked and forced to flee..Gailyn made for the camp, I stumbled into a small crevace in the side of the outcropping. what happened there...I do not know..the last recalled memory was being bitten and then...a blank sky with no stars..not even a setting moon.

    Two elves apparantly dragged me free and patched me up enough to regain consiousness, then we promptly left...some candlemarks later...I discovered a gem still stuck to my arse due to webbing. Tymora was laughing, I'm sure of it._


  • 1454 - Year of The Emerald Sun
    29th Flamerule

    After a long day, around the gypsie fires.

    _I've been 'Gali' as they call it for nearly a month now and so far, I've been doing what I can to pull my weight and help out….it's been relatively fruitful...I've managed to get alot of hunting in and sell some eyes to Katya..though what she DOES with those eyes...well, I'm glad I'm not a sage anyway. Everyone is in relatively high spirits, despite the drow attacks from time to time.

    Today was fruitful, through the spiders...I've managed to get my hands on a longbow again...feels good to own one again, ever since those bastards in Tethyr left me for dead but Ach, I don't need to waste parchment on them...this stuff is expensive enough as is.

    Lady luck is following me, or so I thought....later on that night, there was an attack by drider....everything was going well, or relatively so until the drider showed..I saw my first one tonight then woke up a day later with a familiar headache.

    ...at least the wine is good._