I think I'm leaking.
I don't think anyone has noticed yet, but they're starting to react to things that haven't happened yet.
I thought at first whatever was wrong with me was being spread to others because of our local enchantment problems. But if I focus hard, I can make it stop, or turn it up so much that the kids can outmaneuver Vanayo, so it is me.
I don't really know what to do about it. I don't feel too good about casually warping people's minds. What if it's harmful. Is it…
I've had a complicated day.
We rescued some kind of angel and they promised to make us a weapon that could kill the source of the curse. That's good right? Probably... yes. It just feels like the weapon they're building is going to be its own problem.
You know that song about the old woman that swallows a fly, and then through a series of ill-considered solutions, she becomes a massive, all consuming monster that devours an entire kingdom? It feels a bit like that.
We need to solve…
This is probably my last entry. I know I say that kind of regularly, but we're descending into a cursed ruin that is turning everything in the area into monsters. I'm not really optimistic about this one.
I'm strangely comforted by the presence of a new... ally? Hellsteve Woereaper is coming along with us and it's sort of comforting. It's like having most of my family along with me. He's angsty like Axle, shows off like dad, and sets me on fire like Tia. I haven't been set on fire…
So I had a weird day...
You know that curse, well it's raising restless spirits and giving them the power to control monsters, so that's fun. Also, the curse has probably grown to encompass the Reach... more fun. Maybe everyone has already been transformed into a flaming purple ember monster and our idleness has doomed them all!
Also one of my teammates is dead. She didn't die recently. She's always been dead and I just hadn't noticed. It's freaking me right out. I might be a…
I recovered my boot from the bog. I'm still working at getting all the mud out of it. I really like these boots so I'm not going to give up easily. Some things are worth fighting for.
Unrelated, some Tony guy came to duel me. I lost, of course, but it was weird. I don't think he wanted me to lose. He was way better than the other people that have come out to fight me. I think he could tell that I wasn't really trying to win. I hope he isn't offended. Thing is, if I beat him, then he…
My powers are coming back and I'm not as happy about it as maybe I should be. After that weird weaponized polyhedron transport thing nearly cooked my brain while trying to incorporate me into its control system, my psychic powers were pretty much completely burnt out. It seemed permanent. I could barely even mend my clothes.
It was uncomfortable at first, living in the present and not being able to do any magic, but I got used to it. It was just starting to be normal. I think…
I wasn't quite sure about the first post I made. It imposed a lot of things on Erin, and Jim pointed out a few that didn't match well with her personality. Round two, more focus on out team, less on her problems.
This town is blessed with a surplus of heroes, though a lot of them claim to be common folk. If not for them I would have surely died, and those I was meant to protect would all have been lost in the spider-filled caverns forever.
Tails is unflappably brave. Even after nearly dying on the first expedition, he joined the rescue mission without hesitation. Even after getting turned to stone and nearly dying twice, he walked gladly on into the darkness.
His method of fighting is…
Goodish news, I was mostly wrong. The adventurers were not all dead when we got there, and nobody died getting them out. Given the circumstances that's borderline Miraculous. However, their magical ritual did go awry, releasing some ancient curse and possibly dooming us all. Still, better than expected.
Erin seems pretty busted up about Billy Braid dying under her watch. I wish could do something for her, but she's been pretty open about her feelings about me. Celandriel said…
An entry from Erin, cleric of healing, shortly after the misadventure in the spider infested caves.
Where to even begin?
Have you ever had your every failing and weakness laid bare before you? Two days ago, I fancied myself a hero, a warrior, an adventurer. I imagined myself worthy to walk along side great people and do great deeds. I have been humbled and shamed.
In my arrogance I thought I could protect Billy and co., that my faith and power could shield them from harm. When I has found wanting, I refused to accept it and instead enlisted villagers to rescue them. I begged,…
I'm probably going to die tomorrow. We're neck deep in dungeon and everyone else seems dedicated to press on. So hello to whomever finds this diary. I hope that you make it out of this forsaken cave alive. I didn't.
I'll likely be the the third to die. Strago appears to be a magnet for violence and is as robust as a rice-paper wall, and Tails is probably already dead. The others seem hopeful that he's going to recover somehow. He's been turned to stone (If you're reading this,…