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|text=''After a few more hours we walk trough the forest, and finally arrive to a plain near the sea. This land of low hills and vineyards showed the signs of an old war like the other regions.'' | |text=''After a few more hours we walk trough the forest, and finally arrive to a plain near the sea. This land of low hills and vineyards showed the signs of an old war like the other regions.'' | ||
''In the coast we found the ruins of an old city, Koshtholm was named acording to the stone road signs. Its was a beatiful city when untouched i ams ure. Its walls, and tall building made of a dark stone. Most of the buildings have two or three histories, with black stone two water roofs. Its harbor is wide, but choked by the rooted remains of some galleys.'' | ''In the coast we found the ruins of an old city, {{Reglink|DW|Koshtholm}} was named acording to the stone road signs. Its was a beatiful city when untouched i ams ure. Its walls, and tall building made of a dark stone. Most of the buildings have two or three histories, with black stone two water roofs. Its harbor is wide, but choked by the rooted remains of some galleys.'' | ||
''Some famelic peasant lives among this ruins, scraping what they can get to eat, fearful of the beasts that regulary visit the place.'' | ''Some famelic peasant lives among this ruins, scraping what they can get to eat, fearful of the beasts that regulary visit the place.'' | ||
''After visiting what looked like the Duchal residence, i found some more old books, witten in the same dialect that the one i found in Chesley. I made some progress with it, and finally translate the name of the old capital city, Eichur. According | ''After visiting what looked like the Duchal residence, i found some more old books, witten in the same dialect that the one i found in {{Reglink|DW|Chesley}}. I made some progress with it, and finally translate the name of the old capital city, Eichur. According to the recors, the place is north of here, behind a stone bridge that supposly cross a small bay.'' | ||
|author= Baldur Mekorig | |author= Baldur Mekorig | ||
|date= 08/ | |date= 08/04/1008 | ||
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|title= The ruins of Eichur | |||
|text= ''Some days have passed since we left {{Reglink|DW|Koshtholm}}heading north. We crossed a very ancient, adn i have to admit, big stone bridge that crossed it in its narrowest part. Past it, a rich but abandoned rural region welcomed us. The rumors were right. The road stone signs tell of a city named {{Reglink|DW|Echuir}} north of here, and next to the name is what appears to be a Royal sign.'' | |||
''Near the sea is like the region around {{Reglink|DW|Koshtholm}}, full of ruined towns and full of low hills. The zone show sign of ancient conflicts, but i dont found the same escorching marks that appeared in {{Reglink|DW|Paisly}} and {{Reglink|DW|Chesley}}.'' | |||
''We were ambushed by bandits in a hill pass. We defeated the bringdans, but Kelior was wounded, a a mule died of an arrow hit. Lucas make me proud today. He took the axe of a fallen bandit, and splitted the head of another in a fist f rage. He killed his first men in battle. He is still a little in shock, but he will recover, he is an strong boy. The only survivor tell us about the ruins up north, and the people living there after we killed him. It was the onjly merciful option, as he was dying of its wounds.'' | |||
''Seeing {{Reglink|DW|Eichur}} ruins bring sadness to my heart again, the ruined walls, the destroyed buildings. A good number of scarvengers lives in the ruins, liveing of what they can found among the ruins. I meet with several gang leaders of the city after i become friend of the only healer in town. I tell them of the light of civilization, and i promised them to bring it to Eichur again. I also give them some advises of how to defend from the marauding bands of creatures that regulary raided them.'' | |||
''{{Reglink|DW|Eichur}} is also a tresure trove of knowledge about the ancient empire that ruled it. I found an old library, maybe the Royal Library, and saved what i can from the mountains of rotten and worm-eated books and scrolls, and stashed them in a safe and dry place. I took several scrolls with me, that can facilitate my translating work'' | |||
''Yvanna, the old healer, made what she can, but today Kelior died from the chills, maybe product of the deep wound made by that rusty sword. Curse that dammed bandit! We buried him. Also bought a new mule, and took a few new servants, willing to join me in my travels.'' | |||
|author= Baldur Mekorig | |||
|date= 10/04/1008 | |||
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|title= The lands of Via | |||
|text= ''The lands of Vakreno, or {{Reglink|DW|Vakreno Heaps}} like the few inhabitants this land have call it, its just north of the Eicur province. The land is not as rich and bountiful as in the south, and huge rocky and dirt hills do the landscape. A night, when camping near one of those hill, Lucas find its origin. Some of them are mass graves. After checking some other we found more graves, and in one we find something that scares us. It was a finger. But a giant finger, made of hardwood and metal. The rest of the hand was under the rocks. Was that a war machine? Was that what razed the walls of the numerous cities of the south?'' | |||
''Some day after we reached the city of {{Reglink|DW|Via}}, a small town build in a mountain pass. The most interesting aspect of it that is partially build inside the mountain, and it have the ruins of what appeared to be a magnificent wall. Surely in the past this was a very fortified military garrison. I also make friend with the local defenders, members of a militia organization called "The Waywatchers". They remember another madinian passing trought here in the past. It is posible that this noble was Sir Milmice? '' | |||
|author= Baldur Mekorig | |||
|date= 12/04/1008 | |||
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|title= A new beginning | |||
|text= ''A lot as happened since my father ended this diary. His return to Madina, his murder, the mysterious incident that get my grow up, my adventurers, my indoctrination into the Sanguis Astroism, and my recognition has a true member of the Mekorig House. '' | |||
''And now i write in this diary again, to set a record of my exploration of the northern part of the west continent on behalf of Morek. After leaving {{Reglink|DW|Eildub Outskirts}}, i traveled trough the Everguard lands, and found a decaying realm, a place where undead and monsters roam freely, and where the nobles can not gather the armies to defend their nation. I don't know if this realm will last enough to see a new year. Now i am heading west, to a province named {{Reglink|DW|Forguthrie}}. I just hope that the Bloodstars guide me, and that my father protect me. '' | |||
|author= Lucas Mekorig | |||
|date= 16/01/1009 | |||
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Latest revision as of 21:21, 16 January 2009
Leaving the island | |||
We passed by the lawless province of Lugagun, and don't stop. The trip goes well. Shortly we will passing the Bol-Gun Bridge bridge. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,24/03/1008 |
The Midland Woods | |||
After leaving Celtiberia behind, we head up to a forest up north, called the Rettlewood according to the sign stones. The stone paved road is in good shape, but wines and trees have grow to near of the road, and now it is blocked by its branches in some places, making it difficult to pass. Also, a numbers of small hills make the road a little difficult sometimes.
Shortly before sunset, we cross paths with a crafter in a cart. His name was Creoric, a metalworker from a small forest village named Twainville, in the west woods, and was heading to another village named Rettleville, in the east part of the woods, in his bi-monthly selling travel. He gave me a good deal of information about the forest, that is huge according to him, and full of dangers further north, but little of the history of the place. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,28/03/1008 |
The forest village | |||
After a long travel trough this jungle, we finally reached Twainville. It is a small wooden town, surrounded by a makeshift wooden wall. Its inhabitants are mainly hunters and woodcutters, with some crafters and farmers in the fields surrounding the clear. Theirs is a hard life, constantly defending their home against marauding beasts and humanoids that lives in the forest. Only one stone building remains in its feets, what apparently was a governmental building in a distant past according to the people. We resupply here and headed north-east, to Paisly. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,29/03/1008 |
Into the green and death fields of Larur | |||
We cross the ravine, a few hours later retook the road, and enter Larur, what appeared to be a rural region. Its green fields now grow grass, but the earth seems to be very fertile, and the ocean winds bring enough water to the land.
But not anything is fertile, or alive, in Larur. In the ruins of a small town we cross path with a small scout party of skeletons, lead by what looked like a skeleton is a very antique full plate, like in Celtiberia. While my men deal with the minor undead, i face the creature, and after a hard fight returned it to its natural state, death. Its sword and armor were of very good craftsmanship, and took them as a spoil of war. We crossed the region under the cover of darkness, and there were signs of the presence of a much bigger undead unit in the zone. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,31/03/1008 |
The beautiful city of Chesney | |||
We left Larur behind us and cross to Chesland, a nice, but ruined again, townsland surrounding a beatiful small city named Chesney. It walls were ruined, a common characteristic to this land, and a great part of its building were also ruined, but i found no "supernatural" sign or track in the zone. Its seems the city was spared the wall-melting fire of Paisly.
We contact the locals, and bought some food and supplies from them. Shortly, a sudden storm came form the east, from the ocean, and me and my men found refuge in a mostly intact noble house, or what was left of it. The most interesting finding was a half-wormeaten book, a kind of journal like mine, but written in a more delicate variant of the runes used in the road signs. It will take me some time to translate it, but with Lucas help i am sure i will have it complete in a few days, if the book don't disintegrate first. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,01/03/1008 |
Crossing the river, into the North | |||
A few days after i left Chesland and the city of Chesney, we crossed and old and still firm stone bridge, into the lands north of the know territory. The lands ahead of us, a ondulating grassland, are called Gretchew. The few inhabitants of the region, families of farmers trying to get its food from this fertile lands while they defend from monsters raids, tell me of a city in the hills north of here.
With Lucas help i keep translating the book found in Chesney, but the dialect used on it its of a much more refined kind than the one used on the mark stones in the road. It will take me some more time. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,02/04/1008 |
Arriving to the Chateu | |||
In the hills north of Gretchew we found the city of Saffalore, or Chateu Saffalore like the locals call it. Its a very active small city, mainly occupied in trading with the sourronding regions. A very old men told me that the city`s name is in honor to Lord Saffalore, a noble of old time who owned the lands, and after some kihnd of disaster, sheltered the commoners in his lands. The last of his line died some 5 years ago, according to the old men. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,03/04/1008 |
A little of ancient history | |||
After a few days of travels we arrived to Shokalom, a small city north-west of Chateu Saffalore. The lands betewn these two cities are full of undead and monster, but we evaded them with minimal problem.
Shortly after arriving the city, i have a meeting with one of the elders of the city, a very frail and old women. She told me that when she was a chield, Shokalom was part of a realm that streched from there to an ocean in the west. Apparently, a catastopher, posible the one i have find clues, destroyed this realm. She remembers that the old Duke of Shokalom usually visited two cities in the west, past a forest. And according to her, one of these cities was the lost realm capitol. After resuppling we departed the city, happy with the good news and the little fragmentof history we recover. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,05/04/1008 |
Into the unexplored west | |||
We left Shokalom and entered a huge rural region called Vassar, full of sign of monsters activity. After a long travel we found a forest on Vassar´s frontier, a dark and silent forest. After entering it we faced some forest goblins. I dont think these vermin are alone here, but i suspect that are part of a bigger army. These forest will need to be clared of these vermin in the future.
On happier news, i contacted again with Sir Milmice, the Madinian explorer of the north. He sent me a copy of his map, and some advices and contacts in the north. I am very thankful to him, and i will send him a copy of my discoveries. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,07/04/1008 |
The ruins of an Old Empire | |||
After a few more hours we walk trough the forest, and finally arrive to a plain near the sea. This land of low hills and vineyards showed the signs of an old war like the other regions.
In the coast we found the ruins of an old city, Koshtholm was named acording to the stone road signs. Its was a beatiful city when untouched i ams ure. Its walls, and tall building made of a dark stone. Most of the buildings have two or three histories, with black stone two water roofs. Its harbor is wide, but choked by the rooted remains of some galleys. Some famelic peasant lives among this ruins, scraping what they can get to eat, fearful of the beasts that regulary visit the place. After visiting what looked like the Duchal residence, i found some more old books, witten in the same dialect that the one i found in Chesley. I made some progress with it, and finally translate the name of the old capital city, Eichur. According to the recors, the place is north of here, behind a stone bridge that supposly cross a small bay. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,08/04/1008 |
The ruins of Eichur | |||
Some days have passed since we left Koshtholmheading north. We crossed a very ancient, adn i have to admit, big stone bridge that crossed it in its narrowest part. Past it, a rich but abandoned rural region welcomed us. The rumors were right. The road stone signs tell of a city named Echuir north of here, and next to the name is what appears to be a Royal sign.
Near the sea is like the region around Koshtholm, full of ruined towns and full of low hills. The zone show sign of ancient conflicts, but i dont found the same escorching marks that appeared in Paisly and Chesley. We were ambushed by bandits in a hill pass. We defeated the bringdans, but Kelior was wounded, a a mule died of an arrow hit. Lucas make me proud today. He took the axe of a fallen bandit, and splitted the head of another in a fist f rage. He killed his first men in battle. He is still a little in shock, but he will recover, he is an strong boy. The only survivor tell us about the ruins up north, and the people living there after we killed him. It was the onjly merciful option, as he was dying of its wounds. Seeing Eichur ruins bring sadness to my heart again, the ruined walls, the destroyed buildings. A good number of scarvengers lives in the ruins, liveing of what they can found among the ruins. I meet with several gang leaders of the city after i become friend of the only healer in town. I tell them of the light of civilization, and i promised them to bring it to Eichur again. I also give them some advises of how to defend from the marauding bands of creatures that regulary raided them. Eichur is also a tresure trove of knowledge about the ancient empire that ruled it. I found an old library, maybe the Royal Library, and saved what i can from the mountains of rotten and worm-eated books and scrolls, and stashed them in a safe and dry place. I took several scrolls with me, that can facilitate my translating work Yvanna, the old healer, made what she can, but today Kelior died from the chills, maybe product of the deep wound made by that rusty sword. Curse that dammed bandit! We buried him. Also bought a new mule, and took a few new servants, willing to join me in my travels. | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,10/04/1008 |
The lands of Via | |||
The lands of Vakreno, or Vakreno Heaps like the few inhabitants this land have call it, its just north of the Eicur province. The land is not as rich and bountiful as in the south, and huge rocky and dirt hills do the landscape. A night, when camping near one of those hill, Lucas find its origin. Some of them are mass graves. After checking some other we found more graves, and in one we find something that scares us. It was a finger. But a giant finger, made of hardwood and metal. The rest of the hand was under the rocks. Was that a war machine? Was that what razed the walls of the numerous cities of the south?
Some day after we reached the city of Via, a small town build in a mountain pass. The most interesting aspect of it that is partially build inside the mountain, and it have the ruins of what appeared to be a magnificent wall. Surely in the past this was a very fortified military garrison. I also make friend with the local defenders, members of a militia organization called "The Waywatchers". They remember another madinian passing trought here in the past. It is posible that this noble was Sir Milmice? | |||
- Baldur Mekorig,12/04/1008 |
A new beginning | |||
A lot as happened since my father ended this diary. His return to Madina, his murder, the mysterious incident that get my grow up, my adventurers, my indoctrination into the Sanguis Astroism, and my recognition has a true member of the Mekorig House.
And now i write in this diary again, to set a record of my exploration of the northern part of the west continent on behalf of Morek. After leaving Eildub Outskirts, i traveled trough the Everguard lands, and found a decaying realm, a place where undead and monsters roam freely, and where the nobles can not gather the armies to defend their nation. I don't know if this realm will last enough to see a new year. Now i am heading west, to a province named Forguthrie. I just hope that the Bloodstars guide me, and that my father protect me. | |||
- Lucas Mekorig,16/01/1009 |