El Diario de un Guerrero

El diario de un guerrero
( This log is kept in secret by Troyus Bloodstone )

Dis dam keiv

wi jav bin a fiu deis insaid dis dam keiv. ai fil as if wi will bi stoc jier forever. wen wi keim in di keiv ai was tu afreid tu liv Daero of Alfmyr ses said. end iven dou wi did not jav moch trobel ai almoust got iten bai ei yaient slaim. widin di rums of Rhogar, it was jir wer ai joped tu faind armur or wepons, wi onli faund a fiu bucs end stuff, but wi alsou faund his yornal. it was dis dat inspaiord mi tu ask Carceran Sunreaver tu tish mi jau tu rait. as sun as ai finish ai will ask jim tu chek mai raitin skill, it chuld bi beri jai.

alsou, di fact dat ai almoust daid yesterdei panic mi a litel, Joseph Alexander Xiloscients def meid mi tink dat aniwon ken dai, end i almoust daid wif dat jelish plant. bot mai treini Carceran Sunreaver was unconsious at won point end wi jad tu jelp jim fast. tanks tu aur tim di Band of the Wolf wi did not lus a noder member. aim rili glad everijuan is alrait. end iven dou i nou dat splitin op was a gud aidia, ai dont tink di rest of di tim laikd di events dat it causd. aim a stil trai it aguein wif Nathaniel J. Flint end si if ji is op tu it, ji jas bin beri trostful of mi, meibi ji stil trostss mai yodgment. Raizak Derek, Carceran Sunreaver and Yoshirou Nakajima ai tink wuld rader kil mi bifor wi split op aguein insaid dis dam keiv.
on ei said nout, ai tink dat i chuld trai tu liv ei legaci bijaind. meibi oupen ei guild or meibi ei faiter academi. aim sor ai will jav enouf riches if di band ever disbands. bot i rili fil di nid tu liv somtin dat pipol, oder den di wulfs wuld rimember.

ai will asc mai prodiyei Carceran Sunreaver tu si wat hi tinks. meibi ji mait iven jelp…. sims laik wi ar tu be muvin aguein sun…

The great ironforge

Writting has become to be a drag, I’ve only but written twice and it feels as if I’m never going to get used to this… Carceran keeps saying that if I want to be a renowned fighter, from this day to my death bed I should record my adventures. This way my legend will never fade, even after decades of my death’s morning, just as Roghar. Speaking of which; that kid Raizak keeps mentioning how we could become something much more stronger than the renowned Roghar and Zeligard. But the kid seems to obsessed with his magic. Today he gave me some kind of spell that made me considerably faster, maybe there is something to this magic thing, (on a side note, Carceran is also getting much more involved with magic) but a kid like him probably just gives out spells for fun, probably thinks I’m just a stupid fighter…. Maybe….

I’ve never thought how great the ironforge city is. Since I got here and was tasked with selling the goods, everything has been excellent. The first person I met was named Gullor Worldcrafter nice fellow him, helped me trade the goods for money while marking a few for his own. He also helped me out with my crafting, presenting me the best weaponsmith in town. This whole experience has just been wonderful.

Adventure wise, we decided to go kill some worms that appeared in some old abandoned mine the dwarfs had closed off. We got there, wiped themy clean, and got out of there with little problem. Don’t get me wrong, I got hit hard but the priests did their job; I guess the team is getting the hang of it. Really, simple stuff really, was more worried running here, dragging a cart to the city, while fighting of squads of goblins… yeah, way harder than some worms, these dwarfs are just not strong enough to go out there and face the real world.
On a very side note, I remembered the attacks from the goblins shook the wagon pretty good, and we’re missing the keys and we don’t know when we lost them… maybe that’s when the goblins took the keys. They attacked us just for the keys…

I should discuss this with my fellow mates.

A long lost Love

Hoy sucedio una de las cosas mas inesperadas en mis aventuras. El joven mago Raizak Derek recibio respuesta de unas cartas que habia enviado anteriormente, dezconocia a donde se dirigian, pero su exprecion no fue muy contenta. Mientras volvia a la taverna luego de terminar mi crafting del dia me encontre con el chamaco y decidi dirigirme a el y referirme a sus cartas, pero no esperaba su respuesta. Me comento sobre su amor platonico Camelia Dalca y debo admitir que me dio mucho sentimiento. Luego que Raizak logra desahogarce, me entra una sensacion rara de aprecio hacia el chico y decidi hablarle sobre mi amor perdido, tema que no he dialogado con nadie en mi vida.

No es misterio para nadie, se conoce que antes de yo ser guarda espalda (mercenario) yo fui un joven que asaltaba mercaderes y familias por la necesidad de sobrevivir, el verdadero misterio es: por que pare?

“Un dia le empieze comentar troyus a Raizak, cuando tenia mas o menos tu edad, escuche que habia un bardo en un pequeño pueblo hablando pestes de mi y mis acciones y como yo estaba abusando de las personas sin motive alguno. yo pense “quien es el para criticarme sin saber mi pasado” y me dirigi al pueblo a deshacerme del bardo. Pero cuando llegue a la tarverna me encontre con la persona. Leiliana Greyward, la mujer mas bella que he podido apreciar en mi vida. Al instante, se me fue de la mente el odio que le tenia y terminamos juntos por un tiempo, incluso compartimos cuarto. Ella, con toda la calma del mundo, me comenza a hablar sobre su vida y su historia y poco a poco me comenzo a converncer de parar de asaltar a personas y empezar a protegerlas como un guarda espaldas. Debo admitir, gracias a esto soy la persona que vez frente a ti, quizas si nunca la conociera terminaba siendo asesinado por el mismo band of wolfs.

Poco despues que comenze mis nuevas funciones ella ya no estaba en la taverna. Se fue sin decir nada, incluso, no dejo ni una carta, ni una nota. Pero mi amor por ella prevalecio y se mantuvo a travez de los años, hoy n dia reconozco que ella queria viajar a Specularum para cantar sobre verdaderos aventureros. No le digas a nadie, pero mi verdadero motivo de conseguir fama es en esperanza de que ella cante de mi y se percate que espero encontrarme con ella y tener suficiente dinero para mantenerla hasta su muerte o la mia.

La razon de por que te digo esto; quizas esta chica no siente algo por ti hoy, pero la vida tiene muchas sorpresas y nada es lo que parece. Yo me enamore de una mujer que me convencio a dejar mis acciones al pasado y ella decidio dejarme a mi en su pasado, por lo que se… Quizas esta chica no te quiere en su presente pero en algun futuro esten juntos.

De todos modos, tu apenas eres un niño, te queda mucho por ver y aprender. Pero te tengo que admitir, no quiero que pares de intentar, ni por mi, ni por ti, ni por nadie. Si la amas busca de ella y presenta que verdaderamente la quieres para bien.

No le digas esto a nadie, no me gustaria que el grupo vea mi lado sentimental, te lo menciono por que te cogio y cierto aprecio y siento que podemos ser Buenos amigos y aliados."

No deberia poner esto en mi novela epica cuando comienze a escribirla, me asegurare que Carceran tampoco sepa de esto. El es el primero que debo evitar demostrarle este lado mio, luego no tendre aprendiz que me respete…

In Gigante en Sulescu

Por primera vez que llevo con el Band of Wolfs pude trabajar con los hermanos elf, Daero y Maiavel. Mientras Cliona, Yoshirou y los clerigos se fueron a dialogar con el baron Zemiros Sulescu el resto del grupo decidimos investigar a los marineros que estaban estacionados en los muelles de la pequena ciudad. En nuesta busqueda entre los libros hayamos que el barco contaba con 30 marineros, 20 mercenarios, su capitan y un individuo que claramente entro con un nombre falso “Elfal Sonombre”, no se como los guardias no se percataron de esto. Daero y Maiavel estan muy seguros que esta persona que se monto en el barco es quien apuñalo a Maiavel y admitio que buscaba asesinar a uno de nuestros miembros, con esta informacion nos repartimos la ciudad y nos topamos con el capitan del barco, cuyo nombre se me escapa. Siendo buenas personas, le extendimos la mano al capitan en busqueda de ayudarlo a matar al gigante por la mitad del bounty, el capitan, muy tonto que fue, decidio ignorer a nuestro querido Flint, disfrazado de Anibal, y dirigirse a Raizak y a Carceran. Aqui el capitan presento su falta de interes y nos insistio que no busquemos el bounty del gigante ya que su “fire ball” no era ilegal en las afueras de la ciudad, como si le tuvieramos miedo a una porqueria de bolita de fuego, Raizak saca bolas de fuego a cada rato y termino yo matando las criaturas al final, dudo que un “fire ball” sea gran cosa contra nuestro gran Band of Wolfs. Por consiguiente, decidimos robarle el bounty al capitan con el riesgo de que nos encuentre de vueltas y nos attaque de sorpresa. Esto no paso gracias al astuto Raizak Derek, quien le pago a los locales para enviar al capitan por el camino equivocado, creo que le pago muy poco pero ellos se vieron muy felices de todos modos. Poco despues nos llega una carta diciendo que el resto del grupo se quedarian en la casa del baron por la noche, nosotros aprovechamos la cercania del hogar al area del gigante para encontrarnos con ellos de camino y decirles del bounty, con mucho alago ellos se unieron a nosotros.

Debo admitir, en mis aventuras nunca tuve la oprtunidad de pelear con un gigante, asi que, me puse bien cauteloso hable con mis companeros para montar una emboscada y abuser el probe gigante. Tengo que admitir, gracias a mi Fortaleza la estrategia funciono a la perfeccion, cada uno presento una idea de que accion podian tomar en base a la estrategia, permitiendo que el grupo complete tenga una sincronizacion excelente. Yoshirou le cayo encima al gigante desde arriba, James, tiro sus cantrops para no permitir que se escape, los hermanos elfos masacraron al gigante por ambos lados, los wizards destrozaron su piel con una ola masiva de spells y los clerigos recuperaron a todos del dañ sufrido, como si fuece mucho, Raizak logro ralizar al gigante con una broma muy estupenda, se bajo los calzones y le demonstruo su herramienta sexual escondida entre las patas, un clasico que durara por siglos no lo dudo.

De verdad que la batalla con el gigante fue demasiado facil, para la proxima vere si puedo atraer a otro para arrastrar dos cabezas de vuetal en vez de una. Lo mas que me complacio al final del dia fue verle la cara al capitan preguntando “Quien puñeta es Raizak?”, yo,as interesado aun en su expresion le pregunte “Quien pregunta por el Gran Raizak?”. Pero, como esperaba me ignoro y el resto del grupo le senalo al niño. Su cara parecia como un mismo “fire ball” que tanto alago. Pero, aun mas sorpresivo, el castellan del baron llego con noticias indicandonos que nos debemos mover para Specularum a buscar el hermano de Cliona. Dezconosco que acuerdos llegaron en su reunion pero me prondre al dia de camino. Specularum tiene muchas cosas que quiero explorar y con esperanza encontrar.Al final del dia, el capitan acepto llevarnos a Specularum por el dinero que se le ofrecio, pero no confio en su tripulacion. Tenia intenciones de sabotear su barco para cuando nos deje en Specularum pero el resto del grupo me dijo que era muy riesgoso, asi que decidi ceder la idea.

Creo que me debo mantener con mi libro encima, no creo que los marineros ni el capitan respeten nuestras pertenencias y no me gustaria que sepa que queria quemarle su barco. Solo espero que mi querida joya perdida se encuentre en Specularum y con Buena Saluda.

The Man, The Wolf, and The Cleric

Little time had passed since we had the opportunity to return with the giant’s head in our grasps. We did get the chance of relaxing at the tavern before everything happened.

Raizak and other members of the band ended up too tired, drunk or exhausted and ended up falling asleep early in the night. But those of us that where awake had a very distinct surprise on our hands. A wounded soldier came carrying another city guard looking for the brave adventurers that had killed the giant. Shouting in agony and distress he mentioned that the cleric Frutumal was searching had broken in the barracks and stole a hefty amount of silver coated arrows and some wolfs bane, this had occurred right at this very moment.

Without any hesitation those of us that were able scurried from the tavern and looked to chase down the cleric and her companions, not before receiving some silver plated arrows and wolfsbane that the cleric didn’t take from the city guard. Though it was very little these items helped a lot for what we were going to face.

Following her trail we ended up in the forest dark night and death’s majestic feel, we were closed out of Sulescu since it was passed their closing hour. We, as a group, did not think this twice and saw the opportunity to help Frutumal complete his quest. Using our general tracking abilities we managed to follow a light trail that seemed to be leading us to the farms where we faced the giant. On our way we were surrounded by a pack of werewolves. Strangely they didn’t attack at the moment but afterwards more of them started showing up and halted our progress, forcing us to battle against the beasts.

8 werewolves surrounded what was just a little more than half our whole squad. Needless to say we where all nervous with the situation. I looked around me and saw how everyone drew out their silver plated weapons and arrows, I on the other hand was panicking; my last battle with werewolves was particular, when I slashed deeply that beast with my trusty great sword and he didn’t receive almost any damage. I turned to my steed’s bags and noticed that I had not given Raizak his silver dagger back, I guess being forgetful has its benefits. I grabbed the dagger and slashed at a beast that had attacked me, missing my first swing, luckily, I had the chance to recover from the missing blow and stab the beats in his stomach. The beast howled in agony and slashed me with his vicious claws. Infuriated I stabbed him again, apparently hitting an artery and leaving him at deaths door, it attacked me with the remainder of his strength in vain. I quickly swooned towards another of those beasts, and started stabbing it insensibly. It quickly turned towards me and bit me in the shoulder. Afterwards, my dagger pierced his skin through the beasts neck and slaughtered whatever was left. But no amount of blood shed could prepare me for what i was about to witness.
A fire had come a blaze on the other side of a tree line around us, it was the sheep farm we had passed threw early in the day. It’s fires unknown origin did not falter our minds, the images and occurrences where to dreadful for such thoughts. Dozens of werewolves rushing through the woods with limbs in the mouths, slaughtered children scattered around the floor, burning werewolves running insanely trough the woods killing themselves rushing towards the trees. It was a horrendous sight of battle. Maiavel, found a better view on top of a tree and saw the cleric we were looking for on the other side of the tress, close to the farm, he also so a plated warrior who was slaughtering werewolves by himself as if they were goblins. Maiavel was surprised by one of those beasts when once he got a good view of everything. having cleared out most of the wolfs that surrounded us, Yoshirou decided to rush towards the cleric without discussing anything with the team, show how much he cares about what we think. I do recall the cleric having yelled something like “If you are in the path of righteousness, you shall help me and my cause”. I on the other hand was more interested in helping the surviving sheep hoarders; I think the many more important than the few. Caerceran, Flint, Dio, and myself rushed towards the village to help run our the rest of the beasts. Once we got here the plated warrior vanished in a cloud of bats, very curious to myself. The remainder of the wolfs ran away deeper into the woods, we had defended the farm successfully.

The conflict had ended, out team partially wounded, Carceran was out of spells, I could understand why he wanted to rest before going. That cleric came with great enthusiasm, shouting and debating on how its their chance to destroy the evil being that was fighting against the wolfs, she even convinced me to go and kill that powerful monster, I wanted to bring his head to my “hall of fame”. The team on the other hand had not fallen for her words and only agreed to help her if she would come with us after we dealt with her target. Having agreed with us, she left half of her archers on the farm and we all headed out towards hunting that “evil being” as she refers to it.

We had tracked the monster to a small camp filled with the smell of death and blood. It was the werewolf’s home base. Our group started rushing the wolfs after her archers got positioned their formation, we faced the wolfs full frontal force and behind the first wave was their leader, the alpha wolf, a big pale skinned beast with the force of reaping people apart with a single swing, and behind him, the “evil monster” that the cleric was fighting about, the plated warrior. Quickly after I had attacked the wolf that was engaged in combat with Carceran, was worried we would be hurt without his spells, I felt an empowering force, that of a Centaurs Strength rushed within my body and a radiant light flowed through Raizak’s dagger, it was the cleric that had enchanted my self to face the alpha wolfs one on one, I had no other choice but to follow her strategy. Dio and Frutumal insisted it was Apollo’s will that was engraved with the spells the cleric made, I denied this possibility stating that I saw a person giving me strength not a mythical being.

The huge wolf swung a wooden wheel towards the clerics rushing towards him. I thought of using this to my advantage and rush towards the beast a top of my trusty steed, but I swear, a weird force came all of a sudden and threw me out of my horse. As if it was a powerful arrow that split my chest and blew me out of the horse with the force of the gods. Just before I fell to my back I had the chance to identify the up coming moves from the terrifying beast but it wasn’t enough, it grabbed me from the floor and bit me like a snack, threw me back on the ground and clawed me right before I could get back on my feet. I had my chance and stabbed him in the stomach with the Raizak’s now “enchanted, silver plated dagger”, twice; my newly gained strength gave me enough force to seriously damage the beast with a simple dagger. Having wounded it deeply, and having suffered damage myself, it did all it could to bite me through my armor and infect me with its disease, I could see it in its face. Right before I could strike it down it bit my armor and raised me to its height, thankfully it did not pierce the plate and did not reach my skin. Maiavel and Daero appeared out of the dark and started flanking the beast bringing it to its knees. This was my opportunity to finish the Alpha wolf and gain victory over the beast, as I felt my feet touch the ground I sliced the beast’s throat, its blood gushing down its neck and into the floor satisfied me enough to keep its fangs as a trophy.

It just so happened that, while I was throwing down with the beast, Dio had used his ability to detect evil and noted that the “evil being” was not evil at all. Frutumal ran in and stopped her battle against the being, possibly saving its life, the warrior vanished into the cloud of bats and escaped into the night. The cleric was infuriated with Frutumal’s actions and strike her down with one blow. The group rushed towards the cleric and attacked her, she was to powerful though, dodging, blocking and evading every attack. I threw myself towards her, with the very force she gave me, and took a hold of her. We tied her up and headed back towards the village, her archers, though brave, were intimidated by our ability to defeat their boss and let us go with a glaring look. We got to the village and headed directly towards the ship. Its about time we got to go to Specularum. This city, Sulescu, is too much of a handful, so many crazy people, or maybe its just the werewolves.

Arriving to the great Port

After a full month dedicated into crafting my masterwork weapon, we of the Band of Wolfs finally saw out travel towards Ierendi. It was was a pretty pleasant trip thanks to the accommodations Flint established with the ships owner, the sea wolf if i recall correctly. But there wouldn’t be anything interesting to say if there wasn’t any action; before we got threw the gates to Ierendi a mad druid attacked us, halting the ship on its tracks and destroying part of it. With new allies aboard the ship that will continue within the band i had the confidence to rush towards a tentacle and slash it down. Sadly, i finished up being swallowed by the waters after i had the octopuses’ attention. I saw the octopus take something from inside the boat, a chest. Afterwards, the surprisingly brave Yoshirou swam down to save my armored ass and pull me up, though his intentions where graceful, the crew ended up saving both of us. But i do owe him one, for sure.

Once we got to Ierendi we followed the talkative sailors advice and stayed close together to get some information about the place. After a few days of searching for Leiliana I ended up challenging Dio for a duel to get peoples attention and see if she’d show up. Thankfully my plan worked and she informed me of Volet Firespitter’s wear about and allies. I shared the night with her, talking about our stories of adventures and triumphs, and finding our way with each other. Finally, as a group we decided to clear the tunnels under Ierendi castle to start getting some rep around here.

The Tomb of Aloun Mattringle The Tomb of King Greeg

Its been hell since we’ve got here. Once we got into the tunnels I haven’t had a chance of writing until now, after my dinner with Leiliana. Oh but those tunnels, I thought I had trouble in the water, didn’t think I’d have to chase down some large beasts the first day inside the tunnels. A monster Raizak mentioned was an “Umber Hulk”, savage things, bit me pretty hard a few times but nothing out of the ordinary. What was really strange was the “Gorillion” ignoring me and rushing towards Dio making sounds very similar to his own name. That damned monkey wounded me more than his actual target, maybe if I get an enlarge potion they’ll feel intimidated, or at least would think twice. Then came the “Bullet”, it really didn’t stand a chance. But what I didn’t expect, was that damned black sludge swallowing me as if I where dinner, I think that the fact that i was harshly wounded by the other beasts influenced that pull, found myself very tired. The cleric didn’t have much chance to heal me since the new members of the group where getting hit harder than me in comparison, they cant take the hits I can, for now. We finished off some ghouls before going to sleep, I very much enjoyed slashing them into pieces. But the worst was yet to come.

Flint and I had the last turn before we would go adventuring again. I hadn’t noticed that I had a Will O’ Wisp behind me, now that was a challenge worth remembering. That creature avoided most of my attacks while it was shooting lightning at everyone. We dispersed down the tunnel hoping he would stay stuck in the room but we then recalled that our job was to kill everything so we had no choice but to go back. Raizak and Dio started throwing spells at everyone and I was most definitely included, I was so jacked up in magic that my eyes started glowing with arcane aura. Raizak webbed the Will O’ Wisp and it still was avoiding most of my attacks but we finally got him down. We got the chance to clear the floor and get some loot from the lower floor we weren’t supposed to visit. Here we found a very annoying chain golem that didn’t like visitors and starting hitting us. The wizards took care of him mostly but not before he got some good damage on us. afterwards we found an Ettin, what the hell is an Ettin doing under the castle I have no idea., but it proved to be most challenging. We finally got to some place good, the Tomb of the Mad king, no usable treasure to be found but we got some gold from it. at the end we found a Chimera, which I still don’t know where it came form but I certainly got his attention, except for the goats head, he was just chilling through the fight. In the end Flint wanted to strike it down but my urge to shed blood overwhelmed me and I decapitated the Chimera before he had a chance to strike it down. Maybe ill let him kill the next one since his been a good pal.

The Great “Fire-Splitter” (Personal entry)

After so many months of hard work. So many days sweating under the forge. I heard Dragonshield’s words cross through my mind a thousand times, day in day out just before i started the forge, no es el arma, sino quien la empuna que le da su fuerza. Those words brought me to what a true blade is about, its not meant to be powerful and overwhelming, its supposed to represent its creators soul, his will, his knowledge, his faith, a mans true strengths. There will come a day when i go back to Dragonshield to thank him for his guidance, he is trully a master of the forge, and his soul will reside in my creations trough his words. But this is only the beginning, all the band of wolfs should have his great words with them, we should all remember whats really important. Allies bring ones true power afloat. I will start with my faithful Carceran, my first and possibly only trainee. He and the rest of the band will receive a faithful gift blessed by Dragonshields words, Apollos blessings, and my very own faith towards my friends. May we all live long and prosper. Now im off to start Carceran’s “Spellslinger”

Wasted Time:

This was supposed to be a place where I narrate my most daring and promising encounters, but its just turned to a diary of thought and some adventures. Its been a long time since I wrote on this note book. But, having been so close to getting to firespitter, I was so close on acquiring my revenge. Now I must start again, my search for this irrelevant soul, whos death will probably bring me nothing but emptiness and sorrow… Fuck it, he needs to die. And if it wasn’t for this whole situation with the bugbears i’d have had enough time to get my hands around that little halflings neck. I need to let of some steam, maybe ill skin some cats or dogs for entertainment, that used to help me when I was a child, seems I could accomplish anything I wished before the wolfs… but without them I wouldn’t have been able to survive our first encounter, cant let my anger get the best of me, but it just feels so good….

[GM Note: This information is secret. Players can read it but their characters will only know what the owner of the documents tells them. Each entry that is tied up to an adventure on the Adventure Log could be 25xp for the character]

El Diario de un Guerrero

D&D 3.0: Tales from Mystara Iso_Zalez