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Cycle: 498: Day: 83. Season: Stasis. A quick look around before entering the structure shows that this swamp is not only occupied by the single pyramid but several other partially sunken buildings as well. It is completely unreasonable if not impossible that everything was constructed in a...

Cycle: 498: Day: 83. Season: Stasis. As was suspected, there was nothing of value or interests on the Shadowkin. The four monsters are given a quick end and left where they are laying. Moving around the pyramid to the right, there is a set of steps in the middle of that side that lead up to an...

Cycle: 498: Day: 83. Season: Stasis. Jaguar Mahoao and Whisper prove to be quicker than their enemies, but the Echoes are able to close the distance to melee, and the two young men must try to avoid being struck. Jaguar shoots his dart into the same Shadowkin as before. The physical and...

Cycle: 498: Day: 83. Season: Stasis. I am sorry for the delay. With the storms this week, I have lost electricity every day. This is not my own drawing, but the image is close. The ears are too large. Though the Shadowkin are in a frothing rush to attack the two young men, they appear to be...

Cycle: 498: Day: 83. Season: Stasis. As soon as it is light enough to see, which is predawn, the two young men agree to separate from one another and move toward where they had seen the fire from the evening before. The air is thick with moisture and the temperature is already warm. It had...

Lathir removes the cloth from his face and declares for the party. "It took me a second to realize this, but much of this, including the stench, has been fabricated with magic. The horrible smell is part of an illusion. The rest of you may have means of distinguishing what is real from what is...

Lathir shakes his head. "I will say more than one thing. I almost suspect something like a bear or even a larger reptile can enter here from another location and is using the dank hole as a lair." He takes a simple piece of cloth from a pouch and ties it around his face in hopes of reducing the...

Cycle: 498: Day: 83. Season: Stasis. Departing on peaceable terms, the two young men continue to follow the suspected path that the witch had taken. The direction of travel is toward the coast, which they think should be two days distant, at most. During the day, normal flora and fauna are...

Cycle: 498: Day: 82. Season: Stasis. The individuals of the party preparing their camp are average in height, a plain brown color, and lithely athletic. There is some variation in coloration and physique, but none would be considered to be dark or pale. Their thin, wispy hair is significantly...

Cycle: 498: Day: 82. Season: Stasis. The two men dry quickly enough as they move and the care taken to check their gear is important and prevents the loss of anything. It still takes a couple of hours to backtrack upstream. When the two arrive at the suspected site, the witch is, of course, no...

Cycle: 498: Day: 82. Season: Stasis. The river is wide enough at this stage that if a person was standing on the far bank, a person on the near bank would barely be able to see that it was a person. Identification would be completely impossible. It was far enough that yelling across the water...

Lathir stretches before he stands. He adjusts his equipment and checks his supplies, looking around at the others as if unsure of total recognition. “I feel as if I have slept for several moons, and my memory seems to have some holes. I must trust to my instincts and the Great Lady whom I serve...

Cycle: 498: Day: 81. Season: Stasis. During his search, Jaguar Mahoao is able to locate some medicinal herbs, particularly one measure of Soothe and one measure of Stimulate. He also finds one piece of Slate, one Bloodstone, and 5 nominal stones suitable for Whisper’s sling. Whisper is able to...

Cycle: 498: Day: 80. Season: Stasis. The two young men immediately respond to the dying information and quickly continue downstream. Having now gone farther from the village than ever before, they note the sights and sound that intrude upon them, but they do not stop to admire the surroundings...