Elysiaera Calistrae

Elysiaera is a Stealthy Explorer who Moves Like a Cat of Tier 1 and 3 XP.

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Adventurers of First Solo Campaign

Elysiaera
Run by FItzyMcFitzface
Wed 27th Aug 2025 11:46

Session 3 - Day 8 and 9 - The Hollow Spire Ruins

by Elysiaera Calistrae

I arrived at dusk.
 
The Hollow Spire loomed like a broken tooth against the sky, jagged and defiant. I should have felt fear. Instead, I heard the astrolabe hum, buried under the rubble—soft, steady, like a heartbeat not my own. Its glow kept the shadows at bay through the night, casting a pale dome of protection around my camp. I slept beneath its light, dreamless but not untouched. Something watched. Something waited.
 
By morning, I stepped into the first chamber.
 
It was... not what I expected.
 
A plant—tentacled, bioluminescent, and deeply committed to its role as the worst comedian in the realm—anchored to the ceiling began its performance. “What did the lich say to the necromancer? You raise me up!” It cackled. I winced. The jokes were so bad they scraped at my spirit, each pun a psychic abrasion. I felt my resolve thinning, my will fraying. It wasn’t trying to kill me. It was trying to demoralize me into oblivion.
 
Running as quickly as I could from this unfunny botanical nightmare, I heard it say with a groan, “Tough crowd,” as it slinked back into the ceiling.
 
The second room was worse.
 
Glyphs covered every surface—walls, floor, even the air felt etched. They pulsed with malevolence, not just old magic but active hatred. He stood at the center, cloaked in shadow and fury. His voice was like rust scraping stone.
 
“I am Erderr Dolbyne,” he said, stepping forward. “My master told me to wait here for you. You will submit, or I will end you.”
 
I didn’t flinch.
 
“I don’t know you,” I replied, rapier in hand, relaxed. “I don’t know who holds your leash, but you’re a fool to think I’ll allow anyone—or anything—to put a leash on me.”
 
He laughed—a dry, hollow sound that made the glyphs flicker. “Then you will die defiant.”
 
He attacked.
 
The fight was long. Grueling. My blade sang, my limbs burned, and the Turtle Shell spell that I’d invoked turned each blow he struck. He was stronger than he should have been—fed by the glyphs, by something deeper. I faltered.
 
Then came the wind.
 
Almathea.
 
She arrived like a storm wrapped in sunlight—hair streaming, eyes alight with purpose. Her presence shifted the room. The glyphs recoiled. Erderr hesitated. And in that moment, we struck together. He fled, wounded and snarling, vanishing into the ruin’s depths.
 
After the silence returned, Almathea knelt beside the glyphs. “This evil can’t be destroyed by force alone,” she said. “Only the good from a being of this world can unmake it.”
 
I didn’t ask what she meant. I already knew.
 
The words came to me—not from memory, but from truth. I spoke them aloud, voice steady, heart bare. The glyphs screamed, then shattered. The room exhaled.
 
It is gone now.
 
But the Spire remembers.
-E
 

The major events and journals in Elysiaera's history, from the beginning to today.

Session 3 - Day 8 and 9 - The Hollow Spire Ruins

I arrived at dusk. The Hollow Spire loomed like a broken tooth against the sky, jagged and defiant. I should have felt fear. Instead, I heard the astrolabe hum, buried under the rubble—soft, steady, like a heartbeat not my own. Its glow kept the shad...

11:47 pm - 27.08.2025

Session 3 - Day 7 - Late Evening, Overcast, Larkfen Hollow

My pack is ready. Serel gave me a charm—silver and ashwood, shaped like a fox. Lyssa tucked dried fruit into my satchel and pretended not to cry. I cast Glimmer Hop one last time before bed. It curled up beside me, flickering softly until I fell asle...

10:08 pm - 26.08.2025

Session 3 - Day 6 and 7 - Sunny, Larkfen Hollow

I’ve spent the last few days with Elder Maelin. He’s patient, but firm. Healing magic is less about force and more about listening—to the body, to the wound, to the memory beneath it. He taught me a healing spell—Glimmer Hop. It takes the shape...

10:07 pm - 26.08.2025

Session 3 - Day 5 - Sunny, Larkfen Hollow

I found Lyssa and Serel fighting, covered in mud and shame. Lyssa made jokes at his expense and while he is usually unphased by her jibes, something she said wounded him deeply. I would’ve thought these two would grow up, but they seem too interested in...

10:07 pm - 26.08.2025

Session 3 - Day 4 - Evening, Overcast, Home

I’m home. Mom made stew—turnip, leek, and wild fennel. I ate three bowls and still wanted more. Dad's workshop smells like pine tar and copper filings. The house is warm, familiar. But already the road calls. I slept in my old cot beneath the lo...

10:04 pm - 26.08.2025

Session 3 - Day 4 - Midnight, Overcast, On the road to Larkfen Hollow

The fire was low, and the stars were thick above me. I remember the hush of the woods, the way the wind curled around my tent like a lullaby. I must have drifted off quickly, because the dream came sharp and sudden. She stood beside the fire—a woman ...

10:03 pm - 26.08.2025

Session 2 - Day 3 - Afternoon, Raining, On the road back to Larkfen Hollow

I’m writing this with sore limbs and a heart that feels both heavy and light. Lady Vire is gone. Truly gone. I watched her spirit fade into pale green light, her voice softening into silence. I don’t know if I freed her or simply stood beside her long...

09:52 pm - 26.08.2025

Session 2 - Day 3 - Morning, Rainy, The Burial Chamber

I met a ghost tonight. She called herself Lady Thaline Ver, and she glowed with a pale green light—soft, but unmistakably ethereal. Her voice echoed from the far side of the chamber, asking, “Who are you?” I answered, timid but steady. And she ap...

09:50 pm - 26.08.2025

Session 1 - Day 3 - Morning, Third Chamber

It was raining when I woke. Soft, steady—like the forest was whispering. I packed quickly. The tomb was waiting. I passed the statue again, its gaze unchanged. I turned left this time, into the darker corridor. Thirty feet down, the wall opened i...

04:21 pm - 24.08.2025

Session 1 - Day 2 - Evening, The Second Chamber

The second chamber was worse. Not colder, not darker—but heavier. The air felt thick with memory. A chandelier hung above, its crystals dulled by time. A canopy bed stood rotting in the center, its silks shredded like forgotten dreams. No one living ...

04:19 pm - 24.08.2025

Session 1 - Day 2- Midmorning, Edge of the Tomb

I’m hurt. Not just bruised or winded—truly hurt. The kind that makes your limbs feel heavy and your breath come shallow. The kind that makes you wonder if you were ever strong to begin with. I tried to rest in the chamber, but there’s nothing th...

04:15 pm - 24.08.2025

Session 1 - Day 2 - Morning, Inside the Tomb, First Chamber

The air is thick with dust and silence. No torches. No braziers. Just stone and shadow. My Emberlash flickers against the walls, casting long, uncertain shapes. The ceiling is low—barely seven feet. I feel like I’m walking into a memory that doesn’t...

04:13 pm - 24.08.2025

Session 1 - Day 2 - Morning, Misty, Tomb Threshold

The dawn was soft today—mist curling through the trees like breath, the sky pale and patient. I woke with the scent of moss in my nose and a chill on my cheeks. Breakfast was simple: an apple, a wedge of cheddar, and silence. I think I needed the quiet....

04:10 pm - 24.08.2025

Session 1 - Day 1 - Nightfall, Just outside the Tomb of Thaleen Vire

I should have known the quiet wouldn’t last. They came just after the fire began to fade—two wolves, lean and hungry, drawn by the scent of warmth and solitude. I saw their eyes first, glinting in the dark like twin moons. No negotiation. No hesita...

04:06 pm - 24.08.2025

Session 1 - Day 1 - Twilight, The Mistfen Trail, south of Larkfen Hollow

I left Larkfen Hollow before the sun had even touched the treetops. The air was still damp with night, and the road south felt like a thread unraveling beneath my boots. I didn’t look back. Not because I wasn’t afraid—but because I knew if I did, I ...

04:05 pm - 24.08.2025

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