Cooper Carrion Crown
Professor Lorrimor’s Diary
(con’t) to the town square, wherein I met a very interesting dwarf fellow. He even shared a family recipe to make dwarven beer bread (see notebook 61 for details). We then met with a somewhat shady [SEEMING?] corpulent kobald – he offered some suggestions on how to deal with the “missing person” problems with which we had been faced. After some annoying work in a bathhouse, we were nearly finished having found the woman we sought.
The young Pharsmin was, as usual, exemplary in his work – however, I was unable to properly thank him for his effort. It is my idea that those from Galt had finally caught up to him, as evidence by the burning of the manor house in which we were staying. I never was able to really say goodbye… but I hope that he cared for the charm , and remembers the pass-phrase. He will likely be given the task to take care of my daughter, in case I am ready to travel on. I hope he is ready by then to deliver the last rites.
4701 The Whispering Way is more than just a cabal of necromancers. I see that now. Undeath is their fountain of youth. Uncovering their motivations does not place me at ease as I thought it might Their desire to be eternal simply makes them more dangerous.
4703 My friend’s alchemy lab has vanished! I was visiting him in Taldor… most troubling. Discovering some magical traces means that I may very well be doing a bit of work in the Mana Wastes relatively soon – time to look up some nearby contacts!
4703 Found a gunman to lead the way across the Wastes along with a few of my normal entourage. The trip led us right into the midst of a Varisian caravan. They were aware of the dangers of the wastes, and most fortunate for us, the beasts after sundown did much to uncover the top of a very [ ? ] alchemy lab. Therein, we found the place to be connected to smaller “slices” of other planes! The research had progressed quite far along. It seemed that opening the lab in that way had [ ? ] many [ ? ] into the building. With some quick thinking and quicksilver bullets, our gunman was able to take care of much of the threat while we took care of the golem on the loose (well, except for me continuing to revive Ria!)
4705 Must visit the Tousands2 soon. Wonder how Evy is doing… It ought to be nearly time. I shall be sure to invite Arden to meet his… girlfriend? I love watching him blush.
4706 Tousand estate as busy as ever, Evy is nearly ready for the journey to the Cairn – I’ve been doing some research on the family tree and genealogy – there are a few odd items about which I am fascinated. The old manor house is as grand as I recall. We went in through the front door and was nearly immediately met by a strange blindfolded spirit. This was to be the young girl’s guide, or so it would appear. The tests and trials for the newest Tousand to take up the family crest were [ ? ] and many – many testing not the physical [prowess?], but more mental acuity – I approve! My young girl did very well with every trial – but I fear that the final test and ultimate revelation was a bit much – even I am still reeling. The death of Markave hit hard, but no less hard than the sword that struck Arden by Evy’s own hand. I pray for the girl and the secret she has learned and must carry with her. I wish she could have met Kendra – she is as much a daughter than my own. I wish her all the best in finding the cure she so clearly needs.
4707 Had the most delicious soup today – made with some sort of tuber base. Must remember to record the ingredients soon lest I forget.
4707 People at the university have been dropping in attendance at the lectures as of late. Most unsettling-am i getting boring or are they simply too busy?
4708 Attending Isaac’s graduation was good. I am glad to have contacted his superiors in regards to his first field mission. Normally, other Lastwall recruits are left to their own devices, but I asked to be sent along on his. Had to promise not to interfere too much – just have to remember to reign the others in as well – shouldn’t be too hard. We came across the very [ ? ] villages just beyond the border – the group seemed to think undead or goblins the cause, but I knew better. The signs of orcs were clear, even conflicted with the tales of eerie silence during the slaughters. Grimtooth was the one behind much of the attack – it seems they, as a tribe, could be silenced due in part to a combination of skull charms and a moderately powerful magical staff. No wonder they were thought to be undead. Rather than instigate a fight, Isaac and team negotiated and found out that one of the Lastwall Commanders was behind much of the deception – paying the orc tribe a bounty for every village burned, in an attempt to collect tribute from the remaining. While I was shocked to see that Isaac would bring the traitor to the orcs, understanding the danger involved therein, justice was served that night for the many who had fallen in the name of greed. He is sure to go far, even on the Wall.
4709 I must return to that place soon… then i will settle down ind live a normal life in Ravengro with my daughter. Wait friend – your night comes.
4709 I learned that the temple of Pharasma in Ravengro actually has some tomes that deal with the Whispering Way. Must take a look when I finish this lecture tour.
4709 Bought a necklace for my dear daughter in Caliphas. The [ ? ] – rather the city – was much busier than normal. I visited the gardens for a long while – I found that the whole set-up there was well [ ? ] and very pleasing to my artistic sensibilities. Inspired a bit of song – need to contact some of my musically inclined friends at Lepidstadt. I left a token under the biggest tree near the reflection pond – whoever finds it, if it is gone ‘ere I return, will hopefully understand its meaning, at least.
4710 Tonight was the night I was to return to that place. It took a lot of effort to gather the needed people in the town all at once – thankfully because of the practice I had with the Tousand family, tracing the family ties and hunting down the bloodlines was slightly easier, but I am still glad I had ten years to make ready for my friend’s request. Drugging those involved was easier, at least mechanically, even if it were much harder and weighed quite heavily on my heart. I regret so much in doing what I did, even if the greater good was served in the end. Many would die that night, but at least they died guilty, and were not condemned to hang, choking away the innocence that my friend had. The corrupt would pay, and I would be putting many of my longtime friends at great risk, but I do not think all would have been solved without their help. The courthouse was as I remembered, even the grandfather clock chiming out to the glory of Asmodeus – it still made me uncomfortable to hear the cacophany of its chimes. The deaths began quickly, as the spirit of my friend began his vengeance. The death of his wife, and that of his son, [ ? ] him into a terrible creature with nothing but revenge to motivate him. That so many would pay meant little to me at first, but as more and more fell victim to the spirit, my heart wavered. Even the flask I had brought, full of elixir to help me lie and deceive others, did little to comfort me. When Brannel fell, her remains staked upon the candle-holders of the old chandelier, my heart ached. I hoped it would end soon – and end it did. While I had to reveal the machinations of my plan to the group, they did much as I had planned, hanging the lawyer for the crime he had done so long ago. I hated myself for what I did to those with me, and cannot fault the bard and holyman gnome for leaving me. I will continue to suffer for this, but hope one day perhaps to see Ria and the gnome again. Until then, I think I have bought the silence of the man named Whitman. We shall see…
4710 I lost one of Crowl’s books – a personal copy of a book detailing the creation of golems. Not sure if I simply misplaced it or if it was stolen. Must remember not to read too often at the Laughing Demon – maybe had a little too much to drink. I know it was worth quite a bit – better set aside some savings for it.
1 Abadius, 4711 Need to keep more careful track of dates, in case what I am following proves to be too dangerous. Must also remember to update my will in accordance with the leads I continue to discover.
2 Calistril, 4711 Updated will last night. It is as I feared – the Way is interested in something here in Ravengro. But what could it be?
28 Calistril, 4711 Spoke to Councilman Vashain this morning about usual business – he is often so gruff. I have been reading On Verified Madness again – having nightmares. Enjoying a fine glass of port always helps with that, however.
3 Pharast, 4711 Whatever the Way seeks, I am now convinced their goal is connected to Harrowstone. In retrospect, I suppose it all makes sense – the stories they tell about the ruins in town are certainly quite chilling. It may be time to investigate the ruins, but with everyone in town already being so worked up about them, I’d rather not let the others know about my curiosity. There are plenty of folks hereabouts who already think I’m a demonologist or a witch or something. Ignorant fools.
5 Pharast, 4711 I see now just how ill prepared I was when I first set out for the Harrowstone. I am lucky to have returned at all. The ghosts, if indeed they were ghosts (for I did not find it prudent to investigate further), prevented me from transcribing the strange symbols I found etched along the foundation – hopefully on my next visit I will be more prepared. Thankfully, the necessary tools to defend against spirits are already here in Ravengro. I know that the church of Pharasma used to store them in a false crypt in the Restlands at the intersection between Eversleep and the Black Path. I am uncertain if the current clergy even knows of what their predecessors have hidden down below. If my luck holds, I should be able to slip in and out with a few borrowed items.
6 Pharast, 4711 Tomorrow evening I return to the prison. It is imperative that the Way does not finish. My caution has already cost me too much time. I am not sure what will happen if I am too late, but if all my theory is right, the entire town could be at risk. I don’t have time to update my will again, so I’ll leave this in my chest where it will be sure to be found should the worst come to pass.