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


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Vaugner's Journal, session #23
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So in the end Kestral owned up to some valuation we all accepted. He seemed grumpy about it, but I am willing to put it behind us. We didn't really do much this week, just a lot of roaming around and looking at different cities. We waved goodbye to the cauldron, met a Ranger named Walker who gave Errol a sword, and looked in vain for the Drow. In retrospect, I think it was a good thing we didn't find them after all. I have heard that they are nasty motherfuckers, and I was not looking forward to encountering a bunch of them in a nice dark cavern.

Some other nasty motherfuckers are trying to have us killed! Shadow told me that they turned down the job offer, but clearly some other assholes, I mean the competition, have taken the job. We even managed to get a good look at the dickhead who tried to scry us. And he was a dickhead, living in Yogar, land of the Dickhead Nicholas clan of Belar! I knew those shitheads would come back to bite us in the ass. Trouble is, I don't think we are mighty enough yet to journey to Yogar, where we will be sold into slavery and treated like lapdogs. Still, now that someone is out to get me, watch for ... The RETURN OF THE CALTROPS!