Entry Number: 1, 11th day of the 27th month of what I will call the First Year.
I have decided to write down in this journal an account of my experiences here in the First Age and to have also a way to track my progress in finding the source of the evil that allowed this world to be completely over run near the end of this Age. I begin writing on the 11th day of the 6th month of winter and although I have been in this Age for only a few months, I have already begun making progress. About 5 days ago, I stumbled across a sort of crossroads that serves as a place of rest for travelers. There is an inn and a general supplies store. I assumed (and rightly so) that I should wait at the inn because this would be the best place for me to find strangers willing to provide information about this world as it is now in the First Age. After a day, I began to actually make progress. First a Human came into the tavern and sat nearby and soon after, a Dragonborn entered and sat at a table by himself. I began a conversation with the Human when all of the sudden the Dragonborn rose from his seat and took an agressive stance. Apparently all of my inquiries about this Age had unsettled the creature. He challenged me to a dual, but I declined feeling that I shouldn't eliminate a newly found source of information on this Age. After some time and brief explanation of my motives, he took a less confronting stance. It was at this moment that another Human walked into the tavern. We all at this point began to have a civilized discourse. We introduced ourselves: the first Human was a rather shady fellow named Bort, the proud Dragonborn was named Kranzorai Bragmasho, and the other Human (a paladin) was named Vectros. Spoke of what brought us to the crossroads and our homelands... which brought them to ask where I had come from. After already partaken in the enjoyment of a few ales, I had very little discretion in telling my new found companions the truth of my journey her from another time where the world is dominated by an unspeakable evil. While they laughed it off at first, Kranzorai proceeded to inform me of his father's dreams of a future in turmoil. I knew that I had to meet this father of his. And so, we traveled to Kranzorai's village to the South.
We began our travel and soon came upon some wandering Kobolds. The mere sight of Kobolds enfuriated my Dragonborn companion and immediatly we were engaged in combat. I was most impressed with Kranzorai's use of his blade, he is a true swordsman. And Bort the Human rouge proved he was not one to be triffled with either. Bort with his trusted crossbow slew Kobold skirmishers with deadly accuracy (with the exception of an unfortunate accident which I will not comment on any further). And Vectros used the holy might of his god Bahamut to deal justice on our enemies. I myself utilized my exceptional skill and knowledge of both the arcane and the sword to deliver punishing blows to our foes. After three days worth of travel and encounters with Kobolds, we found ourselves at Kranzorai's village at last. But relief was short lived: for when we arrived, we found the village under siege by a small army of Kobolds! We threw ourselves into the frey immediately to aid the villagers and soon we brought down the Kobold forces. After healing our wounds and ensuring that all of the villagers were safe, we met with Kranzorai's father Takazorai Bragmasho. We were introduced and rewarded for our efforts to save the town by receiving an enchanted item from the villages artificer. While I am unsure of what the two Humans will do next, I will be staying behind here in the village with Kranzorai untill I can meet with his father to discuss his visions of the future and hopefully begin to make some progress on my quest.
I have decided to write down in this journal an account of my experiences here in the First Age and to have also a way to track my progress in finding the source of the evil that allowed this world to be completely over run near the end of this Age. I begin writing on the 11th day of the 6th month of winter and although I have been in this Age for only a few months, I have already begun making progress. About 5 days ago, I stumbled across a sort of crossroads that serves as a place of rest for travelers. There is an inn and a general supplies store. I assumed (and rightly so) that I should wait at the inn because this would be the best place for me to find strangers willing to provide information about this world as it is now in the First Age. After a day, I began to actually make progress. First a Human came into the tavern and sat nearby and soon after, a Dragonborn entered and sat at a table by himself. I began a conversation with the Human when all of the sudden the Dragonborn rose from his seat and took an agressive stance. Apparently all of my inquiries about this Age had unsettled the creature. He challenged me to a dual, but I declined feeling that I shouldn't eliminate a newly found source of information on this Age. After some time and brief explanation of my motives, he took a less confronting stance. It was at this moment that another Human walked into the tavern. We all at this point began to have a civilized discourse. We introduced ourselves: the first Human was a rather shady fellow named Bort, the proud Dragonborn was named Kranzorai Bragmasho, and the other Human (a paladin) was named Vectros. Spoke of what brought us to the crossroads and our homelands... which brought them to ask where I had come from. After already partaken in the enjoyment of a few ales, I had very little discretion in telling my new found companions the truth of my journey her from another time where the world is dominated by an unspeakable evil. While they laughed it off at first, Kranzorai proceeded to inform me of his father's dreams of a future in turmoil. I knew that I had to meet this father of his. And so, we traveled to Kranzorai's village to the South.
We began our travel and soon came upon some wandering Kobolds. The mere sight of Kobolds enfuriated my Dragonborn companion and immediatly we were engaged in combat. I was most impressed with Kranzorai's use of his blade, he is a true swordsman. And Bort the Human rouge proved he was not one to be triffled with either. Bort with his trusted crossbow slew Kobold skirmishers with deadly accuracy (with the exception of an unfortunate accident which I will not comment on any further). And Vectros used the holy might of his god Bahamut to deal justice on our enemies. I myself utilized my exceptional skill and knowledge of both the arcane and the sword to deliver punishing blows to our foes. After three days worth of travel and encounters with Kobolds, we found ourselves at Kranzorai's village at last. But relief was short lived: for when we arrived, we found the village under siege by a small army of Kobolds! We threw ourselves into the frey immediately to aid the villagers and soon we brought down the Kobold forces. After healing our wounds and ensuring that all of the villagers were safe, we met with Kranzorai's father Takazorai Bragmasho. We were introduced and rewarded for our efforts to save the town by receiving an enchanted item from the villages artificer. While I am unsure of what the two Humans will do next, I will be staying behind here in the village with Kranzorai untill I can meet with his father to discuss his visions of the future and hopefully begin to make some progress on my quest.
