Home Overview Sessions Journals People Calendar Old Calendar Creation Myth The Gods Nyternia The Belar Miscellaneous Character Creation XP Gain Magic Items Add a Journal Q & A Message Board			Welcome to The Chosen's journals. Each character is invited to keep a journal and write down the thoughts of their characters as they wander through Nyternia. In addition, the DM has a journal which highlights each session. The players are: Blink - monk Errol - bard Kestrel - fighter Malif - wizard Vaugner - rogue Vernon - cleric/sorcerer Choose a journal: Dungeon Master Blink Errol Kestrel Stargazer Malif Vaugner Vernon   Select a session: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 Malif's Journal, session #34 Go to Session #: 0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 | 32 | 33 | 34 | 35 | 36 | 39 | 40 | 42 | 43 | 44 | 45 | 46 | 47 | 48 | 49 | 50 | 51 | 52 | 53 | 54 | 56 | 58 | 59 | The events of this impending Belar war seem to be sweeping us along. We have found that the Yogar intend to invade Cressa within two months, which leaves precious little time to prepare. I am most frustrated, for my plans for the Fabricari are perpetually on hold as we run here and there on some mission from Tara. With the impending war, even finding a simple laboratory has become a chore. Rillian was kind enough to help me craft my circlet, but the Fabricari's facilities are unavailable for weeks. And what's worse, it's now not clear that it makes sense to try to build in Trovantain. The Belar there appear to have capitulated to the Yogar, which means that the state of affairs for humans in Trovantain is uncertain at best. It seems as if all the world is conspired to keep us on some otherworldly timetable... we advance our abilities at a furious pace, only to find that we haven't time to rest even a day! Lidek, or whomever he is who controls the dream, appears to preparing us for some grand plan of his, and we are nearly helpless to resist. "Back to the Dream" cry the others. "We need more might before this war!" And so we go. I hope for the best.