The Road to Merovund

We decided to set off in the direction of Merovund, to the town of Feyhollow. Not only is the name really cool, but the town is also rumoured to house a portal to another plane! However, it is very far away, and I did not want to spend a whole month walking towards the border, so a means of transportation was required. I offered to contribute handsomely, but the group refused. We split up to clean up our affairs, and agreed to meet up at the stables.
The one thing I had to do was attend the "meeting" with Tom Blackmore that mister Zij accidentally set up for me, but I didn't want to blow this chance I had of being thought dead, so I decided to experiment a little with these new gifts. I willed myself to look like mister Zij, and drew my hand across my body. Little arcs of lightning jumped from my hand to the rest of me and everywhere it touched, an illusory Zij appeared. It was incredible. Looking at my reflection in a puddle of water, it wasn't me!
Anyway I went into Tom's office and..... exposed the full situation to him. He was understandably upset , but my silver tongue once again allowed me to get out of trouble. The caveat is that the Circle will learn soon that I am A) not dead and B) now gifted with magical prowess. So if I needed any more motivation to get out of the country, now I have it.
I met up with the others only to discover our mounts were to be a bear (!), an albino elk (!!) and a warcat (!!!). Decidedly my new friends can't do anything normally, but the extravagance of our convoy is amazing!
We travelled for a few days. We met some musicians, I learned that Rosalie sold her voice, that Al and Esther do drugs together, that Merovund is being plagued by walking corpses, and that mister Zij aggressively doesn't mind the rain. Speaking of, that weird thing that happened in the alley with the thugs happened again. A static shock rippled through my body and all of a sudden the rain drops no longer touched me. I could look up to the sky and see them crash and disperse right in front of my nose. I never thought rain could be so pretty.
Right now, we are in a town called Old Kern. The barge master is apparently being swindled by a creepy voyant character. We're going to investigate tomorrow. There is a fair chance it will turn violent, which isn't so bad because miss Esther's sword hand has been twitching all evening. I hope to do better in the upcoming fight than I did in the alley with the thugs. I feel like I have the power in me... but I hope nobody get injured too much. After all, the innkeeper talked about roughing up the guy, not killing him. There's also a chance this guy is legit and the barge master is just grieving in a weird unhealthy way.... Find out tomorrow.