The First Step

After arriving in Notero a week ago on the refugee ship. Alaria and I rested, and I told many tales about the world and old heroes for Alaria does not know much but is very hungry for knowledge. We met with a human wizard named Armitage about an adventurers needed ad Alaria saw. We met him along with a Goblin Artificer by the name Deretti and a Construct Ranger named Malth who also answered the ad.Armitage told us of a undead beast called the Devourer he wanted to find and document for his book he is writing. He produced a map that no one has seen that leads to the lair of this foul beast. After talking with some locals we found out that this lair could be at the bottom of a ancient well by an avian compound. This compound lies maybe a few days trek from Notero. So after a nights sleep at the local inn we headed off. I must say I had another bad sleep. The bad visions are back. This one showed me burning city’s, fire, the moon. That’s all I can remember. I can’t share these visions yet until I know more. We headed off on our trek and that same day we came across a pond which would of been unremarkable except for the pond had a gross layer of jelly film on top of the water. Armitage went to work trying to sense the magic of this pond, I meanwhile kept a lookout. I got a tingling sensation of being watched, but could not discern from where. I used my Monlo given power of divine sense to try and sense what I could not see. I immediately sensed evil undead from the pond so I told everyone to back away. Then crawling out of the muck were two slimy, stinking ghouls. We made quick work of the two but not before one slashed its sharp rotten fingers across my chest. Luckily Deretti had a fix for that and hit me with a magic healing wrench, it was admittedly funny. But nonetheless useful. While the zombies were dead the muck was still there. We discerned that the muck turned the pond into a undead birthing pit so we had to destroy it. Deretti and Armitage having much knowledge in magic fired flaming bolts into the much. The stench was gut churning, but after the flames died down the slimy film was no more. I’m very happy we got rid of that blighted pit but it does raise questions as to its origin. Why was it there? What made it? With these questions in mind we will continue our trek, with even more watchful eyes. Monlo watch over me