Mayhem's Journal

Mayhem
The Island:
Day 1
We had been sailing at sea for weeks now. In my bunk I had been sound asleep. I have notoriously been known to be a heavy sleeper. It took me a while to wake up and realize that there was something wrong on the ship. I hurried from my cabin as fast as I could. The rest of the crew and passengers were already getting into the lifeboats as fast as they could.
I ended up on a boat with Victor, Rolyn and Cassick. Several fellow passengers who I had met over the past weeks. Victor and Cassick seemed fairly decent enough. Victor’s odd mannerisms as he constantly watched everyone on the boat. Nothing wrong with some careful observation. Cassick seemed to keep to himself a bit but I noticed a sense of rebellious nature in him and a longing for freedom from the old world, which I could admire and respect. Rolyn on the other hand I was half-tempted to push him off the boat right then and there. I had caught both him and Scaf(another passenger on the boat) playing with some arcane rituals and spells earlier on in the week. Such fools playing with such childish magic. I stayed my hand though, they may be of some small use later.
We eventually made it to the land. We washed up on the beach of an island. There were no other boats around. Perhaps there was a chance that they had washed up elsewhere. Gathering the few belongings we had we began to make our way into the island to see if we could look out for any other survivors from the boat.
After several hours of walking we heard a sound from some of the brush. Taking a closer look we saw a small reptilian creature. The creature looked up for us as we stared in silence. It then opened it’s mouth and let out a awful screeching sound. It was if the forest had turned alive. We felt the ground shake as suddenly from out of the woods hundreds of other similar creatures started to surge out. Knowing that we would not be able to take on so many we turned and ran for higher ground.
As we moved up the hills we made some ground on the creatures behind us. That is until we reached a giant chasm. Across the chasm to our surprise was some of the other crew and passengers from the ship. Giving some small credit to Rolyn for quick thinking, we both threw our ropes across the chasm. On the other side however, I saw Scaf grab hold of the ropes and tie it to the tree. When I saw that I knew there was no way I was crossing that rope first. Luckily enough they called out for a little halfling to cross the way. I watched as he slowly started crossing. My feet were getting ancy as I kept looking back at the oncoming rush of creatures. Just as the halfling reached the middle I knew my suspicions were correct about the ineptitude of Scaf. The bottom rope fell out from beneath the halfling and left him dangling precariously over the chasm. He was able to quickly make it back to our side and once again the crew on the other side retied both the ropes.
Now we were losing time fast as the creatures got ever closer. This time we pushed forward moving people across two at a time to get over as fast as possible. As I went to take a step out on the rope my foot slipped a moment. Holding still I could hear the shouts of the other crew and passengers yelling at me to hurry and cross. Waiting to steady myself I let the ropes get back in balance again and then quickly moved across.
Once on the other side I heard Rolyn yelling at the Eladrin passenger who had been with us. Listening in I heard them arguing about why the Eladrin hadn’t just transported himself across the chasm with ease. Looking suspiciously at both of them I tabled it for another time in my mind. Could it be just the mad ramblings of the arcane user or could something be up with this Eladrin.
As the final dwarf begin to cross several of the creatures reached towards the edge of the chasm and jumped out onto him. I reached out with the Fel’Nar(psionic glove that Deva’s wear) and attempted to twist the minds of the creatures on him. However, as I tried pressing into their mind I felt stopped somehow. The crystal in the Fel’Nar was glowing fainter then usual and the mental stress as I was trying to push towards the creature was much stronger then what I had ever felt before. The creature resisted. I lowered my hand in astonishment as the dwarf with amazing resilience managed to cross the ropes completely. The rest of the crew and passengers quickly dispatched of the creatures on the dwarf, while Rolyn and Cassick retrieved the ropes.
Quietly I followed the group along trying to make sense of what had happened back at the chasm. We eventually reached camp and was happily surprised to see some roasted boar and a few small shelters constructed for sleeping. After grabbing some food and looking back at the crystal arrangement of the Fel’Nar I drifted off to sleep.

Day 2
Morning came with no distractions throughout the night. During the morning activities the camp got together and talked about the next plan to get off the islands. It was decided that we would split up into 4 groups. One group would head out to the boat to retrieve some base supplies. Another group would stay at the camp and take care of the injured. The third group would go to gather some water and vines. And finally the fourth group to which I was assigned would go out for food and searching the island a bit more.
Victor, Cassick, Rolyn, and Scaf were part of my group. I grumbled silently in my mind at having to travel with both arcane users, however, at least I would have Cassick and Victor to back me up if they started to get out of hand.
We traveled North. The terrain was treacherous and rough. Not being used to these heavy forests and more accustomed to wastelands and open terrain I found walking extremely difficult. We had to break several times as a few of us were struggling to keep up.
About mid-day we stumbled upon a strange obelisk in the middle of the jungle. There was a strange text upon it. Observing it closely it appeared to resemble a strange variation of the draconic language. Searching through the lost memories of my ancestors I could not find a match to any of the variations I had learned. I pulled out the bottle of specially prepared ink in my pouch. Concentrating with the Fel’Nar the ink leaped from the bottle to the pages in my journal. Perfectly transcribing the text from the obelisk to my journal. I would have to carefully study this text later on.
Once we rested for another bit we continued our travels. After another hour or two of walking we came upon a strange site upon the beach. Hundreds of blubberous animals were laying out on the sand. I went with Cassick and Rolyn to take a closer look at the creatures. Rolyn attempted to shoot one but with his complete ineptitude he only caused a glancing blow and thus caused the creature to call out and cause the rest of the animals to stir. Lucky we were traveling with Cassick who was able to put the creature out of his misery.
Once we obtained the animal we then tried to decide what action we would do. It was already a little past midday and I unfortunately was tiring faster then I would hope at this point. After much grumbling we were split into two sides. The two arcane users decided they wanted to try to get back to camp as quickly as possible. They would of course side together. I suggested along with Cassick that we instead conserve our energy and stay at the obelisk. I wanted some more time to try to figure out it’s mysteries.
It was up to Victor to decide then. Fortunately, Victor decided it would be best to stay and rest as well. A small victory over the arcane users, but a victory none the less. We headed back to the obelisk and set up a small camp. I begin to pour over the writings trying to decipher more of the text. I allowed Rolyn to watch and offer some input. He had shown some aptitude in the draconic language and could not let personal feelings hinder my attempt to discover the truth.
I would have made further progress, however, Scaf being the inept arcane user that he is decided he wanted to start playing with his magic around the device. At first it was harmless when he revealed that the obelisk was producing some magic qualities. Both Rolyn and I then also turned and opened our minds up to observing the mysteries beyond the mortal plane. Sure enough there was a inherent magic emanating from the text of the obelisk. I decided to take a closer look at the text on the stone and discovered that the text had not been carved with a fine instrument. Instead it looked as if it had been gashed onto the stone. Before I could observer further though Scaf decided in his infinite brilliance to try to jam an elemental stone into the obelisk. I stood back as I watched sparks of energy bounce from the obelisk to the stone. I wanted to reach into his mind and rip it apart at that point. What a foolish arcane user to be experimenting with such unknown magicks.
He eventually stopped and the evening passed on into night. However, his distraction cost me much time from studying the runes and I did not make any significant progress. I drifted off to sleep as Victor took first watch.
I woke up feeling immense pain course through my body. Looking around gasping in pain I was surprised by the site before me. The rest of my companions were spread out through the forest and a large blue dragon stood by the obelisk. Sparks of lightning calmed down around his gaping mouth, which I could only assume had just blasted me awake. Standing up I grabbed the Fel’Nar and put it upon my arm. I was going to teach this dragon a lesson. Reaching inward I gathered as much of my inner energy as possible and thrust it towards the mind of the dragon. It was too late before I realized that the same resistance I had felt earlier on the island was still here. As the psionic energy hit the wall of resistance some of it lashed back at me. I felt the Fel’Nar grown hot with too much energy feedback and saw some of the crystal orbs jolt out of the glove. I would have to re-align them later. Something was off in this island. Perhaps if I could change the alignment of the crystals later I would be able to unleash the full force of my powers, but for now I would have to do my best.
My companions continued to attack the brute as I once again raised the Fel’Nar to it. I thrust forward into his mind with the remaining reserves of psionic energy as I aimed to shatter the dragon’s mind. This time I was more careful about approaching the island’s resistance but was unfortunately not able to overcome it to enter the mind of the dragon. Sighing as I felt my remaining stores of energy drain out, I decided a desperate attempt to lash out quickly again. Once again I failed.
Growing more frustrated by the moment I saw the dragon fall out of the sky with a well placed shot from Cassick. Unfortunately, Victor was underneath the dragon at the time. Seeing my companion being crushed by this massive beast, I reached out once more towards the dragon. This time instead of attacking his mind I instead tried to use my psionic energy to weaken his resolve against my companions. I felt the resistance there but I was working the energy carefully through it. I was almost there, so close that I could feel the aura of the dragon barely out of reach. Refusing to give up I called upon the memories of my ancestors to help guide my energy through to the dragon. Feeling the deep memories rooted in my soul since birth swell up and empower my mind I felt the dragon’s soul get weakened slightly. But it appeared that my minor victory would come too late as the dragon lifted off the ground and begin to fly away.
As the wings of the dragon drifted off in the distance, I slumped to the ground, picking up the crystals I thought to myself, “What is wrong with this place?”

Mayhem's Journal

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