Mon 21st Sep 2020 10:33

Entry 11 A bridge too far

by Vaz

We walk along the path with these escorts, as we seem to follow the life blood of this world. It runs in the sky as a vein, and these locals are able to navigate it's chaos. These people have matured in this open cave for many years to adjust to such whims.
 
As we continue along the path Master is keen on removing ourselves from this company, though the land is dangerous, and our watchers our many, a very bold manuever. There are many options to confuse and overwhelm these folks who are so on edge, but it seems the One who Wanders has brought no useful skills to this land.
 
As we approach the bridge, I reflect deep into my training, remembering I could cast a great shadow upon this land to cover our tracks. There is a building ahead but we are not able to determine our path.
 
We come upon this reed that captures the attention of the group, Splintstalk, it could be useful to craft with in an emergency.
 
The Master wishes to make a move, now is the time I will bring us into the darkness. I am crossing the bridge and leap over this wet seaweed, shouting but clearly they cannot hear my words at all. Master looks over towards the bridge and peers under the bridge.
 
The Wonderer vanishes, instead of crossing, I am not suprised.
 
Lady Amrith seems to have some aid from this Ogre, she cannot see, this will need to be watched very carefully. Master seems to have this in hand as he smacks away the Ogre grasping after the Lady. As they cross the seaweed reaches out and squeezes the Master and Lady, this is dire.
 
Seems Kess, retreats I try and draw it's attention and slowly back away, though it seems to have other ideas. It's lips lay on the Master and his body is weakened immediately, I fear he will no longer be able to lift his sword.
 
They cannot stop me with these small particles, tearing at her eyes she barely notices. She is detroying Lady Amrith. After we battle Master is able to calm her, but it is late Amrith fall's, I have failed this one.
 
Master finds the name of the one who betrayed the drowned one, Agar Kahoon, a royal of this land. He promises finding her long lost love and to bring him to justice. She changes faces to a fair Lady, the elf she once was, Pyrim Varta... figures a lost soul, of a different sort.
 
Now we must watch over the dark blade, and body, we must find a way to bring her back.