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:   Select a session:

Errol's Journal, session #6
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We blundered into the house. We found some odd bug-like things that were small enough to be somewhat unrepulsive. They seemed to perform cleaning services, although when they realized that they couldn't clean us away, they may have tried to attack us. It wasn't really clear, and it's possible that Vaugner's decision to shoot an arrow at one for no particular reason was involved with that. Anyway, we killed one and managed to catch one and tie it up. Perhaps it will be useful later somehow.

When we explored the dining room, we were attacked by some invisible force that threw crockery and silverare at us. We pursued it to the kitchen and, by all accounts, had an exciting and dramatic fight full of people failing to jump onto tables. I was asleep for most of it. Apparently the bugs do try to attack people. When I was awakened, there were still some invisible forces throwing objects at us. My solution was to knock all of their ammuniation onto the floor. In retrospect, I have no idea how causing the forces to bend over was going to bother them much, but I did get to break a lot of things. Always wanted to do that. It was impressively loud and reminded me of my youth. I should have started banging on my drum.

About this time Vernon seemed to start paying attention to his surroundings, which meant that we needed to hustle him out of the room before he wandered downstairs. In the bedroom we found a truly great invention: an indoor toilet! Instead of using a chamber-pot or a hole in the ground, it had some complex machinery, but it still smelled like a toilet so I am pretty sure that's what it was. It looked very clean though.

Having explored the first lfoor completely, we went up to the second floor. There were two sets of double doors halfway down the hallway. Vernon decided to go open one and just about had his head taken off by a blast of magic. One hopes that will teach him some caution, but somehow I doubt it. Inside the room some strangely animated furniture attacked us. Yes, animted furniture. At least it didn't smell funny or ooze anything on me that I noticed.

After a long battle full of Kestrel figuring out how to trip a table and me not figuring out how to wound a table with a rapier, and Malif failing to cast spells for some reason, we subdued a scared animated cauldron and looked around a bit. Someone had the bright idea to use the magic-detecting monocle, which found that the Tribbles in Malif's bad had been eating magic or some such foolishness, neutralizing his potions. And now there were ten of them instead of two. Yes, carrying them around was a fine idea. Anyway. We also found some oddly melted-looking magical runes on a trapdoor into the attic. Vernon decided to try to force that door. It would seem he hasn't learned. Fortunately he wasn't strong enough, so we left him to his own amusements and checked out the other room, which was a quite uninspiring library.

Kestrel and Vernon managed to force the trapdoor without setting off any traps, and Rillen was hiding in the attic! We questioned him a bit and informed him that he was going to have to come back to Pavalar with us to try to end the Tribble invasion, which he had only accidentally started it seems. I also got him to lend me a book on toilet-making. It is surprisingly interesting.

We headed back to Pavalar, Rillen in tow. As appears to be typical for our overland travels, we were accosted by a group of people who teleported in and demanded our cargo. Jasrina, the leader, was able to convince us that she was really a representative of the city, or at least that we couldn't stop her from taking Rillen and not us. So, accepting this turn of events, we headed home.

When we got home there was a party! The Tribbles are attracted to music and can be destroyed by lengthy immersion in water, so a city-wide festival was organized to lure all of them out. Perhaps after I finish my training I will join the party.

We visited various relevant people in the morning and obtained our reward for finding Rillen. I am quite rich now, I think. I am going to look into hiring a cook and a valet for our next journey. What is money for if not to make one's existence more pleasant?

Rillen was set free after explaining how to stop the invasion. I wonder what he will think when he gets home and discovers all his statuary tied up and his kitchen covered in broken plates? I hope he thinks the animations did it.

Another adventure successfully completed! Now to study and eat well for a couple days.

I hope Pippy turns up again. Bastard still owes me a gold piece.