Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! Oh my Goodness! A few things happened tonight that I thought never would. The first is beyond my comprehension. Growing up being beaten, belittled and pinned, I just let those things happen to me. I never once thought that maybe I could take those who did it to me. Perhaps back then I couldn’t but maybe that made me stronger. Today though I wrestled with another person and WON! It may have helped that I cast Pox Pustules on my opponent first to distract her, but I beat her anyway.

I guess I should tell what lead up to this. After we left Fynn’s place we met back with everyone and Kelda was there. To my surprise I was relieved to see her. Okay I have to admit that I have become a bit protective of her. I am the only one who can mess with her. I don’t really understand this feeling I am having. Well, she is safe and several of us were sent to investigate the Swords disappearance at Asvig’s Homestead. On the way there we got tired of a storm of ravens following us, so the group dispersed them with force.

We came up to the homestead and surrounding the manor was a ring of posts. On each post resided the image that we say on the armbands of the force that attacked us at the bridge, the “Lion”. I keep seeing this image and the term Lion does not seem like the correct term, but I am having a hard time coming up with a better name for it. These post were magical so we assumed that they would conjure the creature who’s image was on the post. Someone noticed a rune scratched out on the path. We figured this was the key to getting through. Some of us we were able to recreate it and it payed off. We got threw with no altercations.

We proceeded to the back of the home. Something was heard at the back door and it was quickly entered. When I entered it was clear what it was. I worked to help dispatch these despicable Wolves that were trying to satiate their desires on unwilling pray. We discovered that there was a funeral party going on so there was much drinking. This will hopefully work to our advantage. We made a quick plan and the door from the kitchen was opened. Flashing lights and a thick layer of fog increased our chances of getting what we needed. Sparna led the charge into the room and proceeded toward were we were told Asvig and his wife (I believe they called her a witch) would be. Ling stayed back as I to advanced toward their location. I was excited to find out about this witch. Sparna subdued Asvig as I worked my way toward his wife. Witch? Where is her Familiar? Qatana cast Hold Person on here which allowed me to get closer and I hit her with a special spell I had been working on, Pox Pustules. It hit her and it hit her hard. I could see her discomfort. I kept hearing Qatana saying something about getting a hold of her, but she was in no position to do it. I had just a moment to think when I saw her eyes glow red…she IS a witch. That hag tried to use burning gaze on me. I reached out and got a good grip on her and wrestled her to submission trying to keep control of her arms and head. We convinced her that we had things under control with some persuasion. I was feeling GREAT!

Apparently Helva, that’s the witch, thought her husband was dead and began revealing information concerning Asvig and his dealings. She was quite upset when she found out her husband was not dead. She must have felt like a fool to have been tricked, not that that was what we were trying to do. When her husband came to we asked him a question and when he was about to answer, his mouth opened and turned into a Crimson waterfall of blood. The spewing blood let us know we were getting nothing Else out of Asvig. His wife was mortified.

Seeing that everything was under control there and that the others were taking care of things I let go of Helva, and went to the front door to keep a look out. I noticed that Olmas and Kali were not in the room with everyone else. As I was looking out the door I saw a horse go by with no rider. Then I saw Olmas rush by on a second horse looking as if something were chasing him. Sure enough I saw what was chasing him. It was a couple of those figures from the posts. Then it clicked those aren’t lions, but Leopards. I promptly shut the door and informed the group what I had seen. Some seemed upset with me for closing the door, but I was sure that Olmas would be fine. We were informed by Helva as to the time that they lasted. Evidently the sword was no longer in the building so we left.

So Asvig stole the Sword for Stone Eye (the clan leader) or something. Stone Eye was said to be dead, and he is being sent out via funeral ship. Some of us believe it is on the ship. We went back to the caravan, and regrouped. Then proceeded to Fynn’s to inform him that the injustice had been repaid. When we got there he had a lady in his home who was beaten and boozed. I tried to stay calm. She gave us some information that I am sure others caught. I was just focused on trying to find out who did that to her. She thought that her partner might be on the boat with the dead guy. I was to emotional to think rationally at the time, but since she thought this she provided kayaks for us to get to the funeral boat.

We met up with her at the river where she proceeded to teach us how to use the boats. I was still focus on her beaten state to pay attention. As we were preparing to get in the kayaks, out of the misty river arose  Giant Crab. After we dispatched it. We got in the kayaks 2 by 2 except for myself and I believe Sparna who each took separate kayaks.

well I guess I should have been paying attention because soon after disembarking Ling and I ended up in the water. The kayak flipped and I struggle to stay above water. It was both terrifying and exciting at the same time feeling the power that water had. The strength to push, crush and drag large objects in its wake. The chaos that lives within its flow. by the help of the others the kayak returned to its upright position and I was retrieved from the water. Now I was wet and it was Cold.

When we got to the ship I climbed on board and dried off a bit before disabling the fire starting device. Then the most amazing thing happened I offered to use Spark to set it aflame for when we leave the ship and everyone seemed to agree. Besides lighting camp fires I have never had someone agree with me to set something on fire. I was eager to not let anything prevent this from happening so I took post watching the waters for anything unusual. I watched with great intent never wavering. Much to my pleasure nothing was coming to inhibit my raising of the ship. Then Olmas sited a boat. I kept a vigilant eye to make sure nothing was coming on my side. I with this going on I could hear fighting below. I need to do my job so I kept looking. Soon everyone was congregating at the front of the ship, but I kept watching.

Then I was summoned. Kali asked me if I had the Alchemist Fire still with me. I gave her a big grin and she knew what that meant. She said you know where I am going with this. I just Smiled Bigger. She was planning on bombing the boats. She and I arranged to have Nahli drop an Alchemist fire onto the boats below her. It was brilliant and exciting.

It all started soon there after The fireworks were dropped, rocks plummeted and arrows rained. Much destruction was heaved on boats as bolts whizzed by. I just watched in awe as there was no more for me to accomplish. One boat headed over to where our boats sat in the water. I went over there to use my spear as needed, but the need was not there. The assailants were dispatched before reaching the boat. Who ever sent them sorely miss judged their skill verses our own.

Now we are without the sword, without the guide (who I realized if he was not already dead he probably wouldn’t have been on the boat), and sleep. I know Ling and I are beginning to feel tired, but there are so many unanswered questions.