The Lightning Rail

06/08/3022
 
We arrived at Cambridge, it's nice enough. we split up and then agreed to meet up later at the rail to the move on from there. I met with my contact and discussed some research and findings. I then went to the Lysander family branch here and discussed my movments and my plans going forward.
 
Getting to the rail I seemd to be the first one there, looking over the prices however I deffinately would not have been able to afford this first class carriage, luckily thanks to Rénlèi had a contact with Sousaphon, who has seemingly agreed to pay for our trip as long as we escort this friend of Rénlèi's.
 
07/08/3022
 
We were woken by a jolt, the train has stopped, another attack form the Court of owls no doubt, hopefully things will be sorted soon, the shutters have all closed and upon investigation we found the Kobold butler we had been provided was likely assassinated by the court, a horrible way to go but that's how it goes I suppose.
 
07/08/3022
 
We are currently hauled up with a old, crazy, mad coot of an owling calling themself the "Commador", an old owling from the war, seems he suffered a head injury and it's never really healed. He managed to save us atleast... I guess.
 
Going over the days events it all seems a blur with how fast it went by, investigating the train, we discovered the court of owls, what I didn't expect was the abomination that came with them, with what I know now they are definately linked with the black mists and the "Nowhere King" which apparently is some sort of boogeyman and stories are told to little children to make them behave. Some of those killed by this entity though seem to be turned to ash, if that wasn't bad it seems to remove your memory of them as well, The son of a dragonborn family was taken but they don't seem to remember having a son at all.
 
The boy was kidnapped by this abomination, we made chase after securing the train and calling for... reinforcments... I guess...
 
We managed to save the boy but he seems to be in a deep sleep. We fought the abomination, it wanted something from my bag.
 
The Commador told us about a nearby wizard's tower apparently its been abandoned for a while but still holds some sort of treasure, it may contain something of use for the boy. I feel this could go well a wizard's tower will be filled with knowledge of the arcane, the Commador called him a pervert but all wizards are slightly odd when living alone and secluded, whats the worse it could be?
 
08/08/3022
 
I change my mind, burn that tower to the ground, nothing will be lost.
 
08/08/3022
 
Todays been a hard day, this will be a recount of what happened.
 
After dealing with the tower, we returned to the owl's home, seems that psycho Brightwing had other plans and didn't like the owl saving us/taking his play things. We found the owl surrounded by many corpses of skaven, it was too late for him, he had been poisoned by something not even I could heal, shame but it was impressive to see that even in his state he could still fight. He gave us a set of medals to, if we encountered any of his old squad, help introduce ourselves.
Basil Staghare, Silent Sam, Marie the Swimmer, Dr Raven
 
He then asked us to appologise to Dr raven for eating one of his ravens, and to appologise to Basil and that he wished he could have been more.
 
After burying the owl, we left to save the boy, it did not take us much effort o find the arena. we got in and thats where it all went weird. Rénlèi acted as if he had some sort of plan, if he had told any of us this may have ended better then it did. He went to speak with Brightwing, Axel went with him for support and, to my confusion at the time, and now serious concren now Ciri joined them, at the time I didn't think about it but now, knowing what I know it seems mad that she decided to put herself so close to Brightwing when he would know who she was.
 
I agreed to help Axel at the time and went to check on one of the skaven weaponry groups on the other side of Brightwing's box, this left Storm to himself but he handled himself well all things considered.
 
I'm not sure what happened and I don't feel I should ask but Rénlèi had a conversation with Brightwing and then managed to make a deal with him for the boy, who at the time was being stroked by Brightwing, something about a waifu, I'm unsure of what this meant but I know I don't want to know.
 
Rénlèi managed to make a deal however and managed to set up a fight with the ginger tabaxi, I was worried to where this might go, and more so when they decided feed ginger what they called "the blood", which tranformed them into some sort of monstrosity.
 
The fight ensued. In the end Brightwing was dead, the boy was brought back with the scroll, thankfully it worked even though I am not that skilled in the arcane or divine scriptures detailed in the scroll. But unfortunately both the Ginger and Rénlèi died, some of the group took scales as a reminder of his existance but we had to move as Skaven were moving in on us according to the boy.
 
I'll miss the elf, we weren't really close but he was a good guy if a bit impulsive at times.
 
We escaped to the woods and managed to avoid any attention we discussed what to do next, who to tell, who to trust
 
The boy suggested we go to his father, Axel and then eventually Ciri suggested Miss Fancy should know, Storm was unsure, I suggested we should move on. We decided to go to the Fae to meet miss fancy and discuss what had happened. Ciri guided us through the woods till we found the gate, a circle of mushrooms, and after a do's and don'ts of the Fea Wilds, most of which seemed targeted at Axel we made our way in to be greeted by Ciri's brother.
 
We were then guided in to see Ciri's master, who on the discussion of the flower called her a dissapointment. Then to Miss Fancy's Library, quite an amazing one at that. we met with Miss Fancy who welcomed us with open arms, we discussed the death of Sousaphon's son and Brightwing, we then were sat down at a table with tea, we enjoyed a good cup. But seemingly seconds after a good joke from Storm that made the table chuckle the mood turned sour, Ciri looked distraught, Storm's face filled with utter hatred.
 
Ciri burst out asking how she could say such a word but Miss Fancy informed us all that she was just so distraught about her health and worry over not being able to find the flower. Miss Fancy made sure to announce Ciri was not a failure and that she was her favourate. Storm snapped shouting that Miss Fancy should never had said those words and that Rénlèi was no abomination, this seemed to rub her the wrong way and if Storm had not brought up 2 names "Grayscale" and "Robert the Bruiser" I fear she may have attacked or worse.
 
Things calmed, she moved us all to the guest wing and we left as soon as we could. Meeting with Ciri's other brother, a far calmer and nicer brother. We ate and discussed what we planned to do next until this little fairy creature appeared and we were informed that a warrant for our arrest had been sent out, apparently the other brother, the head of the guards did not question the order and that we would be collected the next day. Thanks to the nice brother we were provided exit. Ciri and Storm tried to tell us that our memories had been altered, that Miss Fancy had spoken ill of Rénlèi, thinking back to it, something seemed. No it. Nothing of the sort happened but then what was that pain, it felt like someone was chiseling at my very mind with an ice pick, although I have no recolection of the supposed events, I definitely think something is awry.
 
Before leaving I managed to make a "donation" to the cause, finding out that he had connections to a dragonlord rebellion group I passed over some items of interest, for my part it was to gain a bit of favour with the group, but also to avoid the risk that the bag gets checked and I get slaughtered for the verry illgal nature of said item. I was seen by Ciri and the boy, Ciri paid no mind to it but the boy asked where I had got them, but seemed to reconsider and wished to not have anything to do with it.
 
We found ourselves on the outskirts of the Territory, bordering with Brightgleam's Territory, moving towards rugby we found ourselves heading to a small village to rest. we were followed but as soon as that monster noticed us it ran, arriving at the village we saw an odd pub with legs, Storm barged in and souted to the bar keep who seemed to know him, there was a small discussion, the other people inside were a 2 dragonborn, a rabbitfolk and another patron.
 
the rabbitfolk did offer to give recomendations for both axel and Storm for the iron brigade but both declined.
 
the rabbitfolk caught my eye so I approached him out of curiosity, allthough on edge at first upon showing the medal and saying the last words that the commador had left him, the rabbitfolk introduced himself as Basil, one of the commadors comrades of the Iron Brigade, we spoke about it with him for a while, joked about his life then headed off to bed.