After morning prayers, I found the bard and our guide already awake. I still have yet to learn why Vadas wears an orcish cloak, but he seems to hold no love for the race. This was proven continually later in the day. The bard, Tatsuya, still hasn’t displayed the potential you told me of. By your wishes, I shall continue to watch over him. As I’ve told you before, Justice has far more capability. Last night, he spent far too many hours listening to stories of his main quarries:
Kizarri, a tiefling necromancer
Auvri, the peacebreaker
Of course, I’m sure he heard legends of Warwick. I still cannot confirm this Warwick’s identity. It is a mystery weighing on me heavily, as it must on you.
Tatsuya and Vadas had decided to go to Kazikshire. I had hoped we would go to Amvil so I could see how the bard and paladin react… but, towards Kazikshire we would wander. Justice was still resting from being up far too late. After it was decided we would travel by foot, I hired a laggot for Justice so he could catch up. Father, you remember the last time we left Justice days behind? Of course you do. I still regret it. I’m sorry I was so foolish.
To the northeast we traveled. After a few hours, Tatsuya spotted a mounted orc. One day, you must tell me how their worgs became so intelligent and the riders remained so foolish.
Vadas, our guide, opened fire on the worg. As I said earlier, his orcish cloak appears to mean nothing. There are no ties of affection. While I prepared burning hands, Tatsuya hid. The bard attempted to disuade the orc from attacking. While mostly successful, the worg’s injury gave it a certain… clarity of purpose. The beast charged while the befuddled orc attempted to reconcile what was going. As Vadas continued to pepper the beast with shot it came within range. As you taught, I released the rays of dawn. Yet, the worg was a most cunning beast. In one smooth maneuver it… sideways spun… through the air and over my head. Having released the spell I was unable to slash at the beast as it attacked Vadas viciously.
Vadas’s twin blades put down the beast as Tatsuya shifted tactics and began using artillery. I doubt the orc was under the spell of his word, anyway. Vadas let it be known that he wanted the demihume alive, and bludgeoned it with his blade. I was worried about the orcish relentless rage.
So, I impaled the thing with my blade. Once it was bleeding out and unconscious, I spared him from death. Tatsuya and Vadas began to interrogate the orc. Of course, it knew little. If we had wanted to learn plans, we should’ve caught the worg. Now there’s an intelligent creature. But, hindsight is where the sun is brightest.
We learned of a sunken fortress the orcs inhabited, and that they had intermittent rivalries in the area. Half of the information was unsurprising, but I’ll report on it anyway. I think the orcs skirmish with and raid travelers between Kazikshire and Pelldon’s inn. They seem to use the sunken fort as an operations base. However, the southern caves (where they were likely more comfortable) have come under goblin rule. I trust you find this as confusing as I do. The only cause I can think of is the goblinoids have a powerful ally… beyond even a hobgoblin commander. I worry about what, though. Perhaps it is a minor demon? I can only hope. Tatsuya, and even Justice, may not be ready for what it could be.
Justice arrived and after a brief discussion let his laggot return. The others hadn’t realized I had negotiated with the shepherd to borrow the beast for a third of its normal price. I was glad to see Justice again, but it seemed as if the night had weighed heavily upon him.
After disposing of the filthy orc, we traveled onward. Our guide’s path veered a bit off course, and we lost a few hours before the path was corrected. By this time dusk had arrived. Justice managed to spot some orcs. Two riders and a group of others. Vadas, Tatsuya, and Justice devised an elaborate trap. I had the honor of being the bait (perhaps they misunderstood my joke about retreating so I could recover my magical reserves?). It is ironic that they would so little trust my abilities, and yet trust my mettle to face the enemy without retreat. Father, I will be with these people for as long as you like, but I will continue to question your belief that the lion sleeps here.
The fight was a blur. Tatsuya’s light startled the worgs and orcs. The beasts fumbled into traps. Within moments, a barrage of my magic and my allies’ arms downed a worg and orc. But, the orc alive? The peacebreaker. It took all of us flanking him for Justice’s hammer to crush the orc. In the end, Auvri did fall. I obtained our blade before the fight was over. I think my companions begrudge the apparent greed. If you could send some coin their way, I think they would find the trade more amicable.
The last worg saw his rider fall. I know Auvri is more cunning than most orcs. Undoubtedly the beast was sorrowed by losing a rider of comparable intelligence. It opted to retreat. Justice abjured the beast and a following barrage downed the beast. The nearby orcs had heard our skirmish and began to approach.
We reset our traps and Tatsuya dismissed his lights. I kneeled to pray for the lives we had taken today. And… to also fool the orcs into thinking I was no enemy. If they swarmed us, I intended to channel the radiance of the dawn. But, the orcs fumbled over the traps. Vadas unleashed an arrow that rained a hail of thorns. This decimated most of the orcish force, who were unable to evade.
Tatsuya dueled with one orc. After impaling it with his rapier, the demihume was filled with that awful madness. It swung at him, but fell. The leader of the orc troop exchanged ferocious strikes with Justice. Both Tatsuya and I lent him magical aid. My spiritual weapon ripped into the leader’s back, but still he stood. Justice dealt him a smart strike, and the orc briefly stumbled. Its relentless nature was stopped when Vadas slashed into it.
I will recommend we rest as soon as possible. Justice has already taken Auvri’s head. I’m sure Kazikshire will recognize the bounty.
In the Light of the Dawntree, whose hope we embrace,