Jaroth
"We first encountered the book when I sensed its presence in the shop of the Bookseller, J. Calon, in the port city of Amster, several weeks ago.
The boy, DeScion, purchased it from the bookseller and brought it aboard our ship, The Western Star, indicating that he was acting on orders from his master.
During our journey, I probed the boy and learned he was layered with several dark and necromantic auras. In fact, I experienced a backlash from the potent magics surrounding him. It was something I had never experienced before and hope never to experience again.
We were unable to learn much more of the boy other than his dark outlook on life.
Shortly thereafter, a lycanthrope attacked a passenger, we hunted it down, the captain of the marines disappeared and the captain started acting funny, prompting us to conduct a further investigation.
That investigation yielded proof of a dark ritual using blood magic. Something was summoned from beyond. That's when the storm began.
The others engaged the creature, a terrible and powerful demon, while I tried to counter the storm.
The storm was too powerful and threatened to topple the ship, so I had no choice but to invoke the spirits using the Old Tradition. The storm settled, but it was clear that something was being summoned on the wind. Another ship was following ours.
We do not know what happened next, as we were shipwrecked on this beach. On gaining consciousness, I called on the land to grant me sight and learned that the Drakkar and some powerful undead were searching our ship. With Vadric's blessings we traveled to our ship across the water and I learned that the Drakker were searching for the book. Calling on the land once more, I learned that the book was over there a few miles away (he points). I also sensed several groups of Drakkar closing in on its position.
I called down lightning from the sky to burn the ship in hopes of destroying the Drakkar.
We made haste to the location at which I sensed the book and found DeScion's tent. There, we encountered a Drakkar in the guise of DeScion and found the boy's body broken on a bed, with a severe fever. After vanquishing the Drakkar, Vadric healed the boy using the miracles of the Light.
I took the book and put it in my satchel, but not before I touched it and felt its vile chill in my soul.
That's when we learned several powerful Drakkar were closing on the tent. They had summoned a powerful storm to aid them.
Summoning my Druidic Magic, I invoked defenses and attempted to counter the storm. It was again more powerful than I had the power to turn.
So once again, I invoked the spirits using the Old Tradition. The resulting storm was beyond anything I had ever witnessed. The Drakkar were stopped with the help of my friends. We came back here. The defending tribe outside approached us, invoking parley. They believe we are responsible for bringing the evil of the Drakkar and the book into their lands and accuse us of trespassing. We have 24 hours from this past morning in which to trade and make make offerings of compensation for the affront.
That's when the invading tribe attacked.
That brings us up to now.
I'm sure I left some things out. A lot has occurred over the past several days and I am exhausted. I ask that any of my companions fill in the missing details.
[sblock=For DM] As I tell her about the second storm, in our secret language I sign the following: So once again, I invoked the spirits using the blood magic of the Old Tradition. This time, however, one of the Old Ones answered. It was Zephyr. The resulting storm devastated the surrounding countryside and all but obliterated the Drakkar. I wrestled control of the storm from Zephyr after which I passed out and had a vision. When I came to, my hair had gone silver and I was infused with electrical energy. I do not know what it means. [/sblock]
