From years of genetic inbreeding and exposure to harsh climates, both specimens are prime examples of their kin. Both decorated with symbolic imagery on their skin providing a visual marker to their allegiances. From surface reports, both factions were once part of the same tribe and internal and analysis of their respective corpses corroborate this. There are however anomalies within the Nightstalker subject, possibly due to leyline exposure. Mutations observed match with server exposure but the locations within the stomach and brain point to signs of digestive exposure, rather than ambient. This may also explain their aggressive behaviors when captured, compared to that of the Razorback tribe. The latter specimen shows minimal exposure, possibly due to their more xenophobic tenants, which self-sustains their lack of exposure. During interviews and trials, the Razorback specimen was more conducive to our wishes but lacked the physical and hormonal capabilities of the younger and impressively aggressive subject. On a side note, through observed interactions, it is believed that both subjects were possibly parent and child and were only reunited through our tireless efforts to control the Corruption.
As children, we were told never to trust the Fae. Our parents told us about them in tales before we rested over fires and warm drinks. We were supposed to be scared out of leaving Yuirwood until we were ready, and they were one of the many ‘monsters’ that would try to harm us. Of course, like most things in my village, someone in the past was slighted, and their prejudices were passed down to us. As my ancestors reforested the devastated landscape and life returned. The leylines attracted the Fae, as leylines run through thesis, linking the realms in some way. They were supposedly already large in numbers, but with their alliances with the Shadowhoof Harass and now with the reclusive Gyrlass Druids, if they were to turn on Yuirwood, from my fleeting observations their odds are in their favor. I am now, however, running low on medication needed for exposure to Ley magic. My exposure levels are far greater than anticipated and from what little intelligence I was able to gather beforehand, the Fae’s ‘experimentations’ into leylines may have resulted in a level 3 Breach Event but there has been no geological activity nor mutations within the local flora and fauna. They have got to be hiding somewhere in this forest. I know from initiation leylines to do not act this way, they are interfering with them, but where?
My observations were quickly cut short when I was discovered by an enforcer of the Goddess. I somehow knew this assignment was above my rank and now I understand why, either I’ve annoyed the wrong supervisor, found out something I don’t remember or I’ve ended up as a test subject myself. I believe I was expected to die out here. Well, I’m still writing this report so whatever the hypothesis, I’ve most likely disproven it. Their culture could easily be described as almost a primitive form of Drow, although entertaining the idea is disgusting. It would seem all species from the Underdark have experienced slavery in some way, be it mental or physical, the slaver, or the slave. Free to express themselves as individuals, it is ironic that their collective faith guides their interpretation of their goddess. The fighting arena provides the constituent parts of their goddess, the victor impressing themselves so much on the psyche of the Kuo-toa that their ‘aspect’ is incorporated into her physiology. From what the priest told me over lunch was that as one of her champions my strength was her strength although I didn’t see it. He pointed out that I killed my opponent with little than just my own quick thinking and that her eyes were now my eyes, and a window into the mind.
Fascinating creatures the Duegar. Their history and their birth tied into the very nature of this land. I’ve decided to take up planar studies to supplement some of my enthusiasm and guesswork. I wasn’t expecting to have to delve so deeply into the subject but if we’re to successfully capture one with minimal losses then their ties to the leylines and the multiverse must be understood. Their change in physiology can almost be reflected in our own nature to that of surface-dwelling elves. On the other hand, their creation was far more brutal. An army’s worth of dwarves sent into the Ley-tunnels in search of answers. Only to be apparently locked in by their own superiors. It’s no wonder it turned them mad, nobody has ever truly survived direct exposure to Leylines, only fragments, and offshoots. In between their ramblings of utter hatred of their kin, there are phrases and ideas that I’ve never heard of, hence the studying. It’s my opinion that before they were so utterly warped by the leylines that these dwarves might have visited other realms, other planes of existence. It’s understood that leylines run into the Feywild but what about the others. There are records of displaced entities in the records but that’s beyond my clearance. If I do a good enough report on these dwarves, then I can really start my research.
It has come to my attention that one of our own has decided to retreat back to headquarters without reassignment. As troubling as that would be the village will do fine without him and, to my liking, will be better off without his influence. The barkeep hasn’t said much but his innate distrust of elves is engrained. Their appointed law keeper has, from intelligence reports, made contact with the Hearth and in particular our leader. Although many in this village aren’t human, they are supportive of them, and their plight against a tyrannical leader. Lord Ondska has forced the royal resistance to entrench themselves in our lands and possibly ally themselves with us in the future. It’s made my posting a lot more interesting.
Our reliance on old tribal traditions has kept us back from progress. We followed one leader, and when that leader dies or becomes ill and unable to rule, then their kin or a religious figure and not someone appointed by the people take over. Arundel fell to the magics of the death coven to the south-west. They had claimed the lost temple of Angharradh and turned its life-giving waters into a necrotic wellspring. They wanted to release its magics into the land by using the Chief’s daughter and High Priestess of Angharradh Nerivaris by sacrificing her into the waters. And used his mind to find her. Nerivaris’ beloved and chosen of Angharradh along with villagers from Fair Harbour and Donragh saved her and brought an end to their terror. Unfortunately, Arundel was left scarred by the coven’s abuse of his mind. His sister in law, Windswept Flower, a once-disgraced Gillie of Angharradh took leadership in his stead. Nerivaris has now delegated leadership to the elders of the families that still remain. She, however, spends more time outside the village walls than within. Only time will tell if this council will advance the tribe, or spiral it into destruction under the watchful gaze of our ‘gods’.
When the Drow made contact, the Mythril Quill went into overdrive. My workload was doubled, almost tripled, and that didn’t compare when the murder took place. An elaborate plot against the Queen by one of the oldest Lords of the city. His house was stripped of its titles, wealth, and holdings and any statue it would bring. As he fell from grace the city below rose to meet him in a way. There were multiple robberies, murders, conspiracy theories abound. Our cell was convinced we were being hunted but most have just put that down to paranoia, due to our line of work. Myself, however, feel that the city, no matter how ‘welcoming’ the Queen wishes to reimage our people, those far down in the shadows of her throne, maybe organizing themselves, and more troubling, possible believers of a feminized version of Dumathoin.
Although the city has now stabilized, the shift of power is significant. We no longer control the city from the shadows as we once did. I have been following a Zealot of Lolth for some time now and their fanatical devotion only seems to serve the delusion of their ‘rights’. If Lolth is truly in control of this situation then I have no explanation for her actions. Citizens were slaughtered for their beliefs. If you didn’t believe in Lolth you were an enemy to the theocracy. We tried to contain the situation as much as we could, although it would seem that ‘her’ actions have attracted the attention of the Pantheon. From when the city began Vharaun was there in the shadows but apparently he was not alone and it would seem that even our test subjects are privately turning away from Lolth. She never ruled through terror and force before and now that the initial waves of ‘cleansing’ have stopped. How will we regain the ground we lost with those that were slaughtered?
The Red Jester
Castles and Crusaders was created over eighty years ago by a human called Larry Larkwood. Designed for children and adults alike, it incorporated many of the tales and tenants inspired by the history of Thaeciel’s past, and that specifically of the Inquisition. Although much of the kingdom’s dark past has been buried with time, some of its most infamous tales have inspired many a bard and theatrical troupe. Larry wanted to tell these stories in a completely different way; he wanted to get the audience to participate, to play the part of those Inquisitors. In just over a year and a half of development, the basic form of Castles and Crusaders was born. The director would tell the actors about the scene they were about to perform and would narrate around their improvisation. The first iteration was eventually criticised, after its initial confusion with the surname of cursed Halfling sorcerer responsible for the start of the ‘genocide’ of the Western Gnome Kingdom hundreds of years ago. Look what am I meant to write here? He’s a fictional character from one of the latest editions of the game. They didn’t even give the character a script, the scenario was meant to be featuring a whole host of characters with the Jester left to the director to control at the very end. His existence makes little to no sense and there have been no direct interactions reported with the entity from any member. He might as well be Zuldagthal for all the number of times anyone has seen him.
We have come to understand many things through our various experimentations with the blood of priests of The Old Ways. Their lineage from their deity has proven useful in creating our own serum but adapting it to a new deity has been difficult at best. We believe that the corruption now targets the ‘soul’ of an entity an interplanar anchor that allows the corruption to spread. The natural cycle of these souls are to go to their respective god’s realms of their upstanding of life and death but it would seem The Corruption has siphoned this ‘resource’ and used the souls that to the corruption to forge the lives of its mycelia minions. It now has even worked a way to metabolize inanimate and synthetic substances which have caused various containment breaches. Due to the new focus on souls, it has become apparent that The Corruption is being controlled by a being of great power, comparable to that of a god, or a god themselves. Perhaps the reason the serum has so far failed is that The Corruption is a weapon of intelligent design. Could it possibly only infect those that it master wishes or is the infection mindless? Answers only lead to more questions and we’re running out of time.