No, No, No. This is not good. We are all doomed here! If anyone is reading this in Eleder please tell Selma Advere to never give up. It was not by chance that we became stranded here. The Nightvoice is bound to be here and if I find it, I will leave clues! Aas, I fear we will all be doomed and never find her. I don’t trust any of these people, well most of them anyway. I fear they are suffering from brain fire or some such disease that is causing them to go mad.
I suppose I must log the day’s activities. It will help me to keep track of time and perhaps sanity. Jasik, the ‘holy’ prisoner went fishing with Sasha the fiery red head down in the cove. They brought back plenty of fish to that was good but I’ll be damned if I clean any of them, amateurs. Ishirou the brave managed to slay a giant lizard in two brilliant slices. It was likely coming to partake of the smelly monkey meat in our camp. This could be a problem for hungry carnivores on the island who want to share our food… not that I’d eat any of that stringy meat! Aerys the elven beauty and Elrohir the elven tree hugger were guarding camp as well but they and our ‘scouting party’ all ran at the beast bravely, but were too slow compared to that masterful katana wielded by Ishirou. I’m glad he is protecting us.
The scouting party consists of the group I like to call ‘everyone else’. We have our guards, we have our hunters and then we have those brave souls who think they have some kind of chance surviving the wilds of this island to make it to some supposed lighthouse on the southern end of the place.. or so says the white haired witch who thinks she is an orc. SEE, I told you they were mad! Doomed already! Anyway, they seemed to have scouted along the coast some and returned with the carcasses of some flying reptiles and couple of the beasts eggs that Sasha promptly requested to babysit and raise as her own children. I’d have suggested she go lay with some lizardfolk for a similar effect but doubt the offspring would have wings. May they grow up to eat the skin from her flesh for being stupid enough to think she can raise such wild beasts. I mean come on, who keeps dinosaurs for pets! Oh.. yea. Uh, nevermind. I tell you, tall women have their heads in the clouds. Give me a gnomish lass or maybe .. with enough ale, a dwarven woman… just have to double check the gender on those of course. (I’ve heard stories!) They also reported a shipwreck! I’m going to try to convince our group of ‘everyone elsers’ to investigate each wreck they come across.. to at least get close enough to see if they can read a name. Oh how the society would welcome me into their arms once again if I could find her!
Lastly, our camp is finally making some sort of sense now. We have a perimeter being built up and some tents and overhangs for shelter. That should help keep the bugs out.. just wish it could help with this dang heat!